SLAMMING LAZINESS

Laziness,

It is not your friend. I do not want to be passive, so allow me to be firm when I say it’s your foe. Examine the ways of laziness. It steals your creativity and depletes your ability to prosper in your soul, mind and body. It’s game is blame, when you are lazy. Excuses will be your calling card. The greatest lie will be to self. If I could remove them from your life, this is what I would have you do:

Writing your name on a white piece of paper, that reads. I can no longer tolerate in my life (insert your name); laziness, excuses and blame. They will not govern my future in any aspect. I sign this decree under my own free will.

Your are not finish! The last act: Start a fire (controlled) stand over it with the signed decree, drop it into the fire and watch it go up in flames. O.k., o.k. if you must know (;>)!

This symbolizes the obliteration of all (laziness, excuses and blame!) that is no longer attached to your life.

You are too vital, to play fruitless games. Selah!

Giggle Spot: On their way to a justice of the peace to get married, a couple had a fatal car accident.
The couple found themselves sitting outside Heaven's Gate waiting on St. Peter to do an intake. While waiting, they wondered if they could possibly get married in Heaven.

St. Peter finally showed up and they asked him.

St. Peter said, "I don't know, this is the first time anyone has asked. Let me go find out." and he left.

The couple sat and waited for an answer...for a couple of months... and they began to wonder if they really should get married in Heaven, what with the eternal aspect of it all.

"What if it doesn't work?" they wondered, "Are we stuck together forever?"

St. Peter returned after yet another month, looking somewhat bedraggled.
"Yes," he informed the couple, "you can get married in Heaven."

"Great," said the couple, "but what if things don't work out? Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?"

St. Peter, red-faced, slammed his clipboard onto the ground.

"What's wrong?", asked the frightened couple.

"COME ON!" St. Peter shouted, "It took me three months to find a priest up here! Do you have any idea how long it will take me to find a lawyer?"

That's funny!! I'm out....


Mr. Terence Efrem Gray Sr.,