I Am the Official “Rebound Guy”

Between the ages of 20 and 40 years old I’ve watched 14 different women, whom I’ve dated, march down the aisle on the arm of another man within three years after we broke up or stopped dating.

I’m not kidding.

Within a 20 year period . . . Dated fourteen different women . . . All of them got married within three years after we stopped seeing one another.  

Pathetically, I can still name them:  Kelly, Elizabeth, Kristen #1, Amy, Yvette, Beth, Angie, Diane, Sara, Kristin #2, Christi, Karen, Stacey and Sandra.

(I told you it was pathetic.)

And here’s the reason I consider myself the official “Rebound Guy”:  Every single one of those women broke up with a previous long-term relationship just before they started dating me.

I call that…

  

Okay.  Not really. 

I actually call it pathetic and the reason I quit dating altogether.  (six years and counting since my last official date!)  

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He Said, She Said…

Men and women do not communicate the same.  For example here’s a conversation between a long-time married couple that I overheard this past weekend…

Husband:  “Would you like a cookie?”

Wife: “I had a bowl of fruit earlier.”

Husband:  “Does that mean you want a cookie?”

Wife:  “I had a bowl of fruit earlier.”

Husband:  “When did you have a bowl of fruit?”

Wife:  “It was after I had the cereal.”

Husband:  “That was eight hours ago!”

Wife:  “What kind of cookies are they?”

Husband:  “Oatmeal chocolate chip.”

Wife:  “I guess a bowl of fruit would be nice.”  

Husband:  “So you don’t want a cookie, you want a bowl of fruit?”

Wife:  “I didn’t say that.  You don’t listen.  I SAID a bowl of fruit would be nice.”

Husband:  “I am listening…you said a bowl of fruit would be nice…that tells me you don’t want a cookie because that’s what I’m hearing.”

Wife (clearly frustrated):  “I didn’t say that.  I said a bowl of fruit would be nice.”  

Husband:  “Okay.  A bowl of fruit and I’ll include an oatmeal chocolate chip cookie in case you decide you want one.”

Wife:  “Thank you.  Was that so difficult?”

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Okay…now that same conversation between two men…

First guy: “do you want a cookie?”

Second guy: “Sure, thanks!” 

End of conversation! 

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It’s pathetic how men and women are so different when it comes to communicating.

 

A message

 

Wounds of the wounded are never to heal.  They are spent days, mostly in anguish and lost in translation to their maker. 

You live your life as that of a harlot.  Spreading your legs for all men to view your nakedness.  To have their way with you at every turn.  

You drink strong wine and alcohol to numb the pain of your ways, hoping that the drug of choice will finally bring an end to your regret and sorrows.  

Yet, it does nothing but cause more sadness.  

Your actions are those of a harlot.  One who spends her days enticing the naive and feeble minded, attempting to find joy when there is none to obtain.  

Like a wailing Jackal in the wilderness who has lost her young, your desires are not fulfilled.  

I have set a Standard in the high places.  One on whom you can look and be fulfilled, but instead, you spend your wasted days looking to the fields which cannot fulfill; looking to the weeds which cannot produce fruit.  

Turn to the Lord, the God of Heaven, and He will give you the rest you seek, but your head will not turn, your eye will not move.  

Look to the One who’s mercy and love will never end, but your eye has found another lover and your heart has lost its way. 

You!  The harlot of your people.  You seek to raise children and offspring who will worship God, but in spite of all your work, you only raise up more harlots among your family.  

Your children are harlots of harlotry!  Cursed among the people and left to their own desires.  

They are far worse than you as they have no one to guide them for the blind guides which I have not sent, lead them down the wide road of destruction.  

Their mouth is filled with indecency.  They are not chaste.  They have not learned righteousness or how to be holy as I AM.  

They stretch out their hands to the wicked and beg for unrighteousness.  Their plea to those who can never bring justice is futile.  

The wickedness of their hearts is against Me, says the Lord of Heaven and Earth.  

How would you want me to answer you?  How would you desire that I set you free from this bondage?  

Have I not provided a way in which to release you?  Have I not been open and truthful about My plans and purposes?  

I gave you a key to freedom and what did you do?  How did you react?  

I provide a way of escape and what was your decision?

You blame Me for your faults and your lack of fair judgement, but am I not the one who is innocent in this matter?  Haven’t I answered you in the past and given you freedom?  

Yet, you rejected My free gift. You spit in My face. You mocked Me.  I set you free and you cursed Me.  

You did not want My abundance.  You did not want Me to be your savior.  

Because of your pride and arrogance, you looked to the stars to save you.  You looked to men, who cannot save, because they have muscles and pretty eyes, a flashy smile.  

Have I not told you that this life is not for the swift of foot, nor is it for the strong or self-willed?  Have I not informed you that horses and chariots will never save you in a time of battle?  

Many days have gone by and My patience is wearing thin with this obstinate people.  

I will not contend with you forever.

You have prostituted yourself to other gods which are not gods at all, and your children have followed in your footsteps.  They too have become harlots just as their parents before them, yet they are worse.

How should I deal with your disobedience?  Should I not judge you with righteous judgement?  

Should I, the Lord of all creation, not have the right to lift My hand against you for your disobedience?  

Tell Me.  

State your case that it may fall on My ears so I can hear your rationale.  

If I did not let My people, Israel, go free from their iniquity which they committed against Me, then why should I let you go free?  

The days are coming, declares the Lord of hosts, that I will judge the whole earth for its deeds.  The great and small will stand before the judgement seat of My calling and I will either be their end, or I will be their life.

Choose wisely, oh sheep.  

Make haste to wash yourselves in the pool of my radiance, for I can make you clean.  I can wash away every stain from your soul.  

Your name will be changed to a righteous name if you would only look to me and turn from your wickedness.  

I Am the Lord.  The Son of the Living God.  The One who is and who is to come.  

My name is Holy.  

Be holy, for I Am Holy!

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A Dire Warning to Demoralcrats

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When you look at the above picture, what do you see?  

A dirty kid?  

Filthy?  Sullen?  Stunned?  Dismayed?  Lost?  

When I look at the above picture I imagine the souls and emotional state of every person around the world, and I imagine they all must appear very much like that picture in the eyes of a compassionate God.

Growing up in the 1970’s and 1980’s was difficult enough, but now. . . I can’t imagine being a kid in this pathetic basackwards society and having to try and decipher the truth from all the lies being spread by pathetic people who wouldn’t know the truth if it were branded on their butt with a nail gun.

There was a time when tattoo parlors, body-piercing places and sex-toy shops were only found in the “rough” parts of town.  They were only found in the dark, dingy back-alleys of society where filth and disease were common place.  These establishments had a stigma that only criminals and pathetic classes of society were their clientele and if you frequented one of these places you were considered to be a delinquent, lawless, a miscreant.

Also, let us not forget that not that long ago the idea of men sleeping with men and women sleeping with women was also considered disgusting in the minds of humanity.  

To have one of these ‘relationships’ a person had to find a seedy establishment in the dark, dingy back-alley of society where those who were like-minded would frequent.  These establishments were also considered to be covered in filth and disease.  Only visited by those who dared to choose a life of disgust and demonic decay.

There was a time when illegal drug use was considered a horrible thing.  If someone wanted to buy or sell drugs they had to go into the dark, dingy, filthy parts of town to find an establishment where like-minded people would do it.  It wasn’t mainstream like it is today where state and local governments are making it legal to setup literal drug stores on every corner.

And while were at it, let’s mention Gambling.

This ‘money making’ scam has been brought to the lime-light every election since Warren G Harding.  It’s a criminal activity that was once committed in the dark, dingy, back rooms of seedy places like tattoo parlors, bars and brothels.  Filthy places where like-minded drunks, addicts and sexual perverts would hang out.

If you were to frequent one of these establishments you were considered lawless, a malefactor, a hoodlum.  

But today…

Today, these establishments are no longer constrained to the dingy, murky back-alleys.  These places are within a stone’s throw of every home and school.  Heck, it’s impossible to drive five miles from your home without seeing one of these establishments on a local street corner or their advertisements on a billboard hanging high in the air for all to see.  It’s common place for all of society to frequent these places without ever considering the consequences.

Furthermore, men sleeping with men and women sleeping with women, thumbing their noses at what is deemed to be righteous behavior…NOT in the sight of man, but God…and giving up their natural functions for what is unnatural.  Living unholy lives without care to how degrading their choice is to the human soul or the rest of humanity as a whole.

Matter of fact, the so-called acceptance of this kind of behavior by society…democrats especially…has led to girls being girls unless they decide at some point they want to be a boy, at that point of self-revelation they think they are ‘boys’ even though they don’t possess a penis or testicles and will never be able to produce sperm.

Of course, they are only a ‘boy’ in their own minds until they decide to change their minds and want to be girls again, in which case no one actually knows what they are so to make it “easier” society…democrats especially…decide to do away with gender pronouns that have existed since creation began…

Likewise, it’s the same with boys who suddenly think they are girls and decide to announce their new gender to the world which somehow instantly converts them to the female gender.

However, these newly proclaimed ‘girls’ are still boys because they have a penis and testicles which never allows them to have a menstrual cycle; and they never will have a menstrual cycle because they don’t have ovaries to produce an ovum every month, but they still want to be known as girls even though basic biology clearly states that they are boys . . .

Therefore, society…democrats especially…oblige, and trying to be what they deem to be “compassionate”, make the decision to do away with gender pronouns that have existed since creation began…

Sex shops, tattoo parlors, illegal drugs, bars and casinos…all with only one commonality . . . They are all choices that can be addictive to the human soul, and each one has been discussed in every town, every legislature, to be made ‘legal’ for various reasons.  Most of all…tax revenue.    

Quite pathetically, many cattle who read this won’t see the addictive commonality of all the things I’ve listed.  Instead, they’ll only read the negative connotations that I included with each of the above choices, and quite possibly, chastise me for labeling these things as being evil and degrading to the morality of society. 

This has been made prevalent in our society by the degrading passions that are put on parade by none other than the democratic party.  Of which I now refer to as, “Demoralcrats”. 

They believe that freedom is living in bondage to the very thing that is addictive.  To give in to the demonic is somehow liberating.  So…they create laws to make that which was once illegal…legal.  However, making legal what was once illegal is saying that what is evil should be good and what is good should be evil.

There is a stern, dire warning against such behavior that is found in the Bible.  A book that most demoralcrats misquote and misrepresent.

“Woe to those who call evil good, and good evil; who substitute darkness for light and light for darkness; who substitute bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!”  (Isa. 5:20)

And that isn’t the only warning that passage contains…

“Woe to those who add house to house and join field to field, Until there is no more room, So that you have to live alone in the midst of the land!” — (vs. 8)

“Woe to those who rise early in the morning that they may pursue strong drink, Who stay up late in the evening that wine may inflame them!  Their banquets are accompanied by lyre and harp, by tambourine and flute, and by wine; But they do not pay attention to the deeds of the LordNor do they consider the work of His hands.” —  (vs. 11-12)

“Woe to those who drag iniquity with the cords of falsehood, And sin as if with cart ropes; Who say, “Let Him make speed, let Him hasten His work, that we may see it; And let the purpose of the Holy One of Israel draw near And come to pass, that we may know it!”  — (vs. 18-19)

Also, each woe that is mentioned here comes with a promise of judgement from God for their disobedience to His laws.  And though you may believe that judgement isn’t a righteous act…God would disagree with you…   

“But the Lord of hosts will be exalted in judgment, and the holy God will show Himself holy in righteousness.” — (vs. 16)

To not take heed to the dire warnings of a Holy and Righteous God is bringing folly upon not just your own head, but the heads of all your family. For God is not mocked, whatever a man sows he shall also reap.  If seeds to flesh, the corruption of the flesh; but if seeds to the Holy Spirit, eternal life.  

You don’t make the rules people.  God does.  He always has.  He always will.  

I’m only a messenger.  Appointed as a watchman by God to deliver a message of warning and hope to you and your family.  

That if you turn from your wicked ways and seek Him with all your heart, all your mind, all your strength and all your soul; and repent of your sins by confessing with a humble and contrite heart…God will hear you from Heaven and show compassion to you.  He will forgive you, and you will sow seeds to the Holy Spirit which profit you life everlasting.  For He is a God that delights in executing lovingkindness, justice and righteousness on the whole earth.  

Likewise, if you refuse to hear His words of hope and refuse to act upon them by repenting of your sins and turning away from them for good, you will suffer the punishment that is due you for acting out against a Holy God.  Your rebellion will be sowing seeds to the flesh which will reap a harvest of corruption and ultimately, death.  Separated from God for all eternity.  

No matter what you’ve done in life…no matter how many times you think God can’t or won’t forgive your past…believe me, He will.  But you have to come to Him, HIS way…not yours.  

Lay aside the flesh, and give your life to God by seeking His only begotten Son, Jesus.  Who died on a cross to save all of humanity of their sins.   

Ask the Father to reveal His Son to you…and when He does, don’t deny Him.  Trust in Him. Accept Him.  He’ll make your way straight. He’ll clean you up, dress you in festal robes and put His signet ring on your finger.  You will be His everlasting possession.  

A trophy of His Grace, His Power, His Love.  

So, if you’re gonna be a follower, choose to follow the One who can lead you to eternal life and stop following the ways of the demoralcrats.  Their pathetic way only leads to death, even though they make it appear that it leads to life.  Never forget that the devil disguises himself as an angel of light.  

Don’t be deceived. 

 

 

Impress Me

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The other day I happened to read a pathetic post about what men should do if they want to impress a girl they find attractive.  

The post contained things like…“be honest”, “show her you have a skill”, “make her laugh”, “be confident”, “show her that you’re able to protect, but don’t be domineering and possessive about it”…all of which is convenient for the pathetic, lonely guy who still lives in this mother’s basement, but for all the other pathetic men in the world. . .

Not so much!  

The truth is, as I was reading the post, I became more and more agitated because the post made it sound as if men — being the lumps of coal they are — are in no way deserving of a pretty girl to be on his arm unless he can prove he’s worthy.

It reminded me of those old fairy tales where the main character has to validate his existence and substantiate his might for the beautiful princess by trudging his way through a dangerously dark forest, across a vastly arid desert, galumphing up the side of a very steep mountain only to come face-to-face with a pathetically mighty dragon who breathes excruciatingly hot fire.

And as I thought more about it, I felt compelled to ask a few questions. . . .

Why are men expected to do this?  Let alone…why do men feel the need to do this?  

Also, why is it that men should have to impress any woman?  

And in reality, shouldn’t it be the other way around?  Shouldn’t the female gender have to impress the men?

I mean, in all honesty we men would like to know what characteristics or traits a woman can provide to a relationship that would convince us that we should choose her and not someone else?

After all, nowadays we men…(me, personally)…bring a hell of a lot to a relationship, and if you don’t believe me, here’s a list (please note that these are traits and characteristics that I possess, so not all men can provide these same traits because all men are not really created equal):

I know how to cook and bake and follow a recipe.

I bathe every day and try not to smell funny.

I’m clean and organized.

I have proper oral hygiene.

I’m financially responsible, and save money.

I have a good, steady job.

I’m college educated.

I don’t drink alcoholic beverages.

I don’t and never have done illegal drugs.

I don’t lie or cheat.

I don’t gamble.

I don’t have tattoos or piercings.

I have a relationship with Jesus, and He IS my LORD and KING. 

I pray and communicate with Him and God the Father every day. 

I know how to work on automobiles.

I know how to fish and camp. 

I do my best to be respectful and considerate of others around me.

I can plant and tend a garden.

I have never had sex…yes, I’ve fooled around, but never done the actual deed, so I don’t have any sexually transmitted diseases or illegitimate children.

I know how to hang drywall.

I can work on plumbing and electrical.

I’ve never cheated on anyone I’ve dated and never will.

I’m a patient person who has the will-power to resist the things I know aren’t beneficial to a healthy, productive life. 

I can rebuild a computer from individual parts to a fully functional operational device.

I have a decent singing voice.

I’m good with kids, I like them and they seem to like me and I’m not afraid to discipline when needed.

I clear the table and wash the dishes by hand or load the dish washer when needed.

I spend time with my family, especially my mom and dad who don’t get out much these days because of a physical illness.

I have compassion for others.

I open doors for women, walk closest to the curb when needed and provide a safe environment for them.

And I try my best to stand up for those who don’t have a voice.

There are many other traits I bring to a relationship, but these are just a few that came to mind.  So … again …I pose the question. . .What makes a woman think she’s good enough that I should choose her?  

Can she provide safety and comfort to our children?  Is she compassionate, kind and loving?  Can she change a flat tire on her own?  Does she mind getting a little dirty? Would she be willing to trudge through a dark, scary forest to save me if I were captured by an evil, fire-breathing dragon?

Truth is, we should never have to try to impress anyone.  We should just be happy that someone wants to spend time with us and that we get to spend time with them.  While doing so, we should get to know them so well that we can finish their sentences and know how to meet there needs before they even ask because that’s what love really is. . .

Spending time with people and learning about them, getting to know them, building trust with them and in them, caring for them, providing for and meeting their needs.    

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It’s pathetic that we try so hard to impress others to get their attention or make them like us.  After all, we’re just human beings who are all in this life together.  

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Learn Good! Cease to do evil!

 

“Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean; Remove the evil of your deeds from My sight.

Cease to do evil, Learn to do good; Seek justice, Reprove the ruthless, Defend the orphan, Plead for the widow.”

— Isaiah 1:16:17 —

What is evil isn’t up to you or anyone else to determine.  God has already declared what is evil and what it good, it’s up to you to learn which is which and then to obey Him by putting evil away from you forever.  

Stop doing evil.

Learn good and do it!

Pretty self explanatory.  

 

 

Humiliation

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Yet again a woman I liked uttered those humiliating words. . .

“I don’t want to date you.  Please don’t pursue me.”  

And after replying with,  “okay.  I won’t.  we’re just friends.  I get it…”  I then heard in a rather pathetic, albeit panicked and stressed, tone…

“No…I really mean it.  Please don’t pursue me!  I really don’t want to date you.”

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I gotta tell ya, to hear those words for the umpteenth time in my life is not any easier than the first time I heard them.  I take it personally.

It’s very much like having a dagger slowly but firmly pressed deep into my chest until it penetrates my heart and once the perpetrator knows they have shoved the dagger deep enough into my chest . . . they proceed to give it a few twists.

Painfully speaking, I’ve also found that once is not enough for a woman to tell me her desire that I not pursue her.

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For some reason. . . maybe it’s because they think I’m a pathetically dense idiot like all the other hapless Joe’s on the block. . . they feel the need to repeat their command a second time…however, the second time is when they feel the necessity to drive the point home with added emphasis on specific words such as, really don’t and you.

After all, it’s obviously not enough pathetic humiliation for me to wear my heart on my sleeve and tell someone who doesn’t feel the same way that I like them.  

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