Chris' Christian Blog

August 27, 2020

Prompt: Buck Rogers and I were cruising the Galaxy and found this planet:

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With a melody of remembrance, mutating the rainy clouds tomorrow. Use this in your Blog entry today.

The only rain in my life right now is that I have to make a five to eight-minute PowerPoint presentation here in a few weeks and I know very little about Power Point. I guess I have a few weeks to figure it out don't I? The presentation doesn't worry me. What worries me is that I stammer when I talk. I have a slight speech impediment and I'm very self-conscious of it. I told the professor that. He gave me the option of doing the presentation as a script instead, but that option sounds risky because he grades them harder. I don't want low grades. I am an honors student and the professors naturally make it tougher on me anyway. I don't need strikes going in unless I'm bowling. The presentation will be fine though. Public speaking doesn't bother me as badly now. I no longer get stage fright. I don't have to be on camera. just the Power Point has to be presented.

Prompt: "What examples have you seen in life where God watched over the righteous and the way of the wicked led to destruction?"

I have seen a lot of times when the way of righteousness led to success and the way of wickedness led to failure. I see people who brush off sin all the time or make excuses for it and they are miserable. All they want to do is complain and every little thing upsets them. Isaiah spoke of them when he said that such people would be scared by the sound of a leaf rattling. Then you have the righteous who the psalmist compared to trees planted by rivers of water. The righteous do not rattle no matter what is going on. They have a calm, peaceful assurance about them. I prefer to be righteous.

"Prompt: How did a teddy bear get on the moon? Write about this in your Blog entry today."

And here I thought there was a man in the moon all these years. Shame on me.

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