Thursday, March 04, 2010

Temporarily Blinded by Smoking

Early in the pre-dawn hours I'm cruising down I-15 at 70 or so and see the flash of sparks and ash bounce off my windshield. Startling me and momentarily blinding me, which are both great at highway speeds.

I have often seen sparks bounce under my gas tank from a careless cigarette, smoke fill my car from someone smoking next to me at a stop light, and the piles of littered cigarette butts in the median, but a flaming cig bouncing off my windshield is a new one for me.

The world is your ash tray.

Rafiki Wisdom

Rafiki Wisdom.  I love that monkey.  "It means you are a baboon and I am not."  "You don't even know who you are."

Yes, the past hurts.  It is to remind us that we don't want to go there again.

So long as we hang out with wart hogs and let them convince us that eating bugs is the way to be happy, we will never find true happiness.  Once we stop eating bugs and embrace who we are, we will find that we will find what we have been seeking.

We must leave the party and pay attention to what is important.  We are royalty and we must act like it and stop trying to find happiness in filth.

We are children of a king, our Heavenly Father.  We can embrace our heritage and be happy or we can live below our potential and keep trying to find something else that will forever be escaping us.