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Our dog Gracie got out yesterday and before I could even bribe her with a gajillion doggie cookies, she flew down the road after a car. Why do dogs do that? Does chasing a car make any sense whatsoever? What was she going to do if she caught it? Did she think she was going to wrestle it to the ground and show it who's boss? "Ha, I am Gracie the Wonder Dog and I have conquered the great metal beast in the name of all Dogdom."
I would make fun of her a little more, but I can actually be much too much like that to get away with it for very long. It's like I decide I'm going to chase down living a good life myself. Yeah, watch me; I can wrestle down that car! But living a righteous life comes from giving God's Holy Spirit control -- not from taking control myself. If we want to be good people, we really have to understand that we can only do that through the goodness that God gives us. Giving him control? It's better than the best doggie cookies. That's where I need to stay. Yeah. Sit. Stay. |
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Sit. Stay. Take orders. Never take risks. Never think for yourself.
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If being good is only just better than "the best doggie cookies" that's really not much of an incentive to let this god guy control your life is it?
"Let god train you. He gives you Snausages instead of Milk-bones!" ... and now I am reminded of my stepfather actually eating Snausages. He says they aren't too bad.
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This had to be parody, right? That last line...it can't be actual glurge, can it? Please...someone tell me there's some irony involved.
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Here Glurger...c'mon Glurger...come to God...good boy Glurger, have a communion wafer (Scratches Glurger behind the ears)
Sit, (Sits) Stay, (Stays) Kneel, (Kneels) Pray. (Prays) Now Glurger, you like to play fetch, here's 'everlasting life' (Glurger wags tail expectantly) (Throws 'everlasting life' over the Freeway of Reality) Go get it boy!!! Watch out for those athiests. And because we need a happy ending, Glurger was run down by an eighteen wheel juggernaut carrying three trailerloads of fact, while veering off to chase a hippy van full of obvious sinners.
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Hi All:
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I know! I'll get it Ta ra 'wan, Ieuan "Dogging it on a Friday morning" ab Arthur
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You might as well chase cars. I mean, just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car...
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