Saturday, January 19, 2008
As Occam would say...
2:31 pm est
The simplest explanation…
Strange Brew, today’s comic text is, “Simple explanation really, I talked to him and found out he’s just nuts.”
I am working with a nexus today, as I am daily. The anagrams
(using the Strange Brew text above) read:
“See just that simply…all men like to find out I had to plan around
“Most people found Italian Tuesday, I’d just think real nexus all
“ Look in mysterious text… note apple, it’s just a handful..all
nude man hid ….”’
Well, I did explain a little in yesterday’s post, but here is the kicker…Using
today’s comic strip text, this anagram ties things together, ” Jesus used to out-think all, you’d explain that all
find man, Simon Peter.” In the Bible text I was talking about (after Tabitha in Acts 9:36-41) having
found the Italian text (Acts 10:1) you will note the next few verses and then, in Acts 10:5, “Now send men to Joppa
and send for Simon whose surname is Peter.”
How random IS random?
Friday, January 18, 2008
Dorcas and Agnes
12:50 pm est
January 18th Friday
Flurries are light this morning, no accumulation
is expected on the ground. It's cold in the house but I was not ready to venture outside to the basement to light the wood
stove until about 10 o'clock. The dog roamed the neighborhood for about a half hour or so this morning, probably delighting
in the neighbor's empty cat food cans. I think the dog has an identity problem. I know he is fed well and really does not
need to raid trashcans, but some dogs just do. While I lit the stove the living room filled with smoke. Sometimes that happens
as I try to load more wood in. Oh, to have modern convenience of a gas furnace.
Last night I did do an anagram from Agnes text of 1-17-08, which I reiterate: “The first person who made cheese couldn't have been trying to make it. It had
to be a silly accident. So we will head to the kitchen and do silly things until we have an accident.”
The anagram, “Peter healed enough by sense of the
divine entity's utility, “Tabitha arise”, Vickie knew once contact window changed to show them in, '...and a little child
shall lead them'.”
I figured I should give at least one explanation
here. Dorcas, for those without a dictionary or bible in front of them, was a Christian woman at Joppa who made clothing for
the poor. Acts 9:36-41 explains the connection. I call this writing a nexus, because one thing leads to another. She
was also known as Tabitha, which connects me via a great grandmother's name. She lived in a log house without modern conveniences
too, so I guess I shouldn't complain, though she could at least put wood inside the house by the fireplace.
Ahhh, the sun came out to let me know He is still
there. The “divine entity's utility...”
Makes you think, or at least it makes ME think,
about what the Divine has in store for us. A little brighter still, burns the sun outside my window. Utility in a number of
senses, I suppose, as we need the light and heat of the sun, but we also need the light of the son, which really defines
the word, utility, “well-being or happiness that is conducive to the happiness and well-being of the greatest number.” Yeah,
I'll second that. Jesus, son of God, is the Ultimate Utility Man. Peter did his fair share too, in raising people up, at least
the Tabitha in Acts.
The sun has entirely broken through the clouds
at this point.
“And a little child shall lead them.” That comes
from Isaiah 11:6, where the entire verse reads, “The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, The leopard shall lie down with
the young goat, The calf and the young lion and the fatling together; And a little child shall lead them.”
I have an unusual hobby in where I cut words from
the newspapers or magazines and put them into sentences sometimes, and other times I make forms and cover them with the words.
Realizing a picture is worth a thousand words...
and the bones behind it
I really do like the next day or so of Spot the Frog and Agnes.
Toons REALLY are cool. A lot of the synchronicity occurs when I type a journal
and the TV is on, often using the same words at the same time.Part of today’s Agnes was used for my anagram today:
“We start by removing anything with no cheesnicity.”
“We begin to answer the mighty synchronicity in a tv.”
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Omega is the Pilot
3:55 pm est
Almost 4 PM
Gray, wet, some flurries, cold...but I got out of the house a while...a ride in the back seat of a car. Went to Indy to
see the Orthopedic surgeon with the beau today. They decided on putting in a big screw, plate and wires to hold things together;
the surgery could be in a week or so. Long drive there and back for him with a broken hip. I busied myself with eye exercises
and some chit chat with friend Rich, who drove us.
On the way to Indy, I got a few “signs” along the way, and will share a few. I told Rich about receiving the New Testament
via mail from a well-wisher for the beau. We passed an Omega truck on the side of the road. I discussed the margin
notes and told him about the Acts 10:1-2 reading, finding the word Italian, and then we passed
a church along the highway named the Church of Acts.. He then told me that his wife had one of the same New Testament
books, obviously these were passed out during the war, and it had belonged to her father, who was in Italy during the war
(as a navigator). He said his wife got an email and a photo in the past week from her stepbrother who had a photo of her father
and stepfather in the same photo, taken in Italy during the war. Apparently he found it in August but just got around to telling
her this past week. Interesting timing, I thought. He said the stepfather was considering writing or had just written about
being a pilot and he had some notes about it.. We passed a Pilot gas station. He said her stepfather's name
was Russell, and a moment later we merged onto a different highway, behind a Russell truck. That's how things
go. I notice the synchronistic embellishments in my life as I converse or think. It makes life much more fun. I did point
out the Pilot and Omega sign to our friend as part of the conversation. He said something to the effect that one has to have
their eyes open to see that many things. I told him I actually see much more than I let on.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
10:35 pm est
It's an interesting thing that happened yesterday when I added my grandmother's log home info to one of the web pages I had made. Someone sent the beau an old new testament book (a 1943 version) and he gave
it to me after he opened the envelope. I was quite happy to have it. I decided to look through the book because there were
little handwritten notes on margins, some verses marked in the back, etc., something I like to look at in people's bibles...what's
important to them. I checked those out then for some reason opened the little book to Acts. I had never realized
the word Italian was in the Bible, it occurs 1 time in 1 verse in the KJV, Act 10:1. I use
(on one of my web pages), a loaf of Italian bread as my avatar. For whatever the reason, I opened the good book to
that page that had the word Italian on it, having never seen it in the Bible before. Unsure why
I had not seen it, maybe I just assumed the word Roman was always used. I checked it with my own regular bible, the word is
there as well. I also read back a few verses and saw the great(x5) grandmother's name (Tabitha) in the book, she being (also
known as Dorcas) one brought to rise by Peter. Acts 9:36:”Now there was at Joppa a certain disciple named Tabitha, which
by interpretation is called Dorcas: this woman was full of good works and alms deeds which she did.” Acts 9:37:”But
Peter put them all forth, and kneeled down, and prayed; and turning [him] to the body said, Tabitha, arise. And she opened
her eyes: and when she saw Peter, she sat up.”
Hmmm, of all the pages to pick at random.
7:17 pm est
Wednesday, January 16th
Today was the beau's birthday. Not much else happened. I did do an anagram from a cartoon/comic found on line, Spot the
Frog. I used the text from the center frame, “Plaid always has a face, it's hidden in the pattern
like one of those magic eye thingies, but no one gives me a second look. When you're a little plaid hat in a world of plaid
it's hard to be noticed. You probably can't relate to that.”
The cartoon Spot the Frog
Well, as a matter of fact, I can relate to plaid, in more ways than one. I will share one anagram from this text:
show better proof Wednesday that after life something measurable happens. Today I'll play easy to educate... didn't it look
like he was in a hoola-hoop in that cartoon? I hardly notice code but it invited a glance.”
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
6:50 pm est http://www.comics.com/comics/hedge/archive/images/hedge20080111047743.jpg
That link holds the Over the Hedge comic strip of 1-13-08. I chose to use that today rather than pick something
else. The text I decided to use from it was, "“If you were to collide with a tree you could be thrown hundreds of feet
and be seriously injured.”
The anagram was worked a couple of times, but I settled on this one, as part of my “conversation”:
“You’re unusual, you do see Truth before anyone…few object, Lord did hide the secret world within
I said it was part of a conversation. Go figure.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Synchronicity helps ...
5:34 pm est
Today was another one of those A.D.D. days where I had so many interruptions I couldn’t concentrate on much of anything.
At some point this afternoon I decided, once the beau was off the computer, to do an entry in my offline journal, and maybe
do an anagram. Though I picked something from today’s paper I decided to go with a comic that caught my eye when I was online
yesterday. Having chosen Agnes for the anagram yesterday (it is in the previous entry), I also copied down a comics strip I
had not looked at in over a year, Clear Blue Water. Water is something of an attraction fro me, so I use the text:
“Ahem…photosynthesis is the process by which plants make food
from CO2 and water using sunlight captured by the plants chlorophyll as energy; oxygen is a by product.”
I did one anagram, and decided to let it be for now: “Synchronicity helps Paperbubbles access right texts—happy comics astound…they’ll want
to play; H2OGenius hears God from on high…past holy wonder, found master key.” Do your own search.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
3:40 pm est
Raining this morning, but that’s OK. I was all ready this morning, an hour earlier than usual,
wondering why, but knowing God was leading me. Since the computer was hooked up on my birthday I know that if I do not have
a newspaper I can go to the comic site for the comic strip He wants me to use. So I went to www.comics.com and picked Agnes, copying and pasting the comic strip knowing the third frame text to use for my anagram today:
“I have consulted on several books on the subject. I have taken many notes…a strategy for
action has been outlined…financial resources have been secured.”
I took out my Bible and sat in the living room, waiting to see how much money I was supposed
to take for the offering this morning, and what to write on the dollar bills. I have a small number of dollars I keep in the
house for offerings, because if I don’t set it aside it isn’t there. I picked up the small stack and removed two dollar bills.
I looked them over and saw certain numbers leading me to Bible verses.
One was Isaiah 41 verses 1 through 4
1: Keep silence before me, O islands; and let the people renew [their] strength: let them come
near; then let them speak: let us come near together to judgment.
2: Who raised up the righteous [man] from the east, called him to his foot, gave the nations
before him, and made [him] rule over kings? he gave [them] as the dust to his sword, [and] as driven stubble to his bow.
3. He pursued them, [and] passed safely; [even] by the way [that] he had not gone with his feet.
4. Who hath wrought and done [it], calling the generations from the beginning? I the LORD, the
first, and with the last; I [am] he.
and the other was 2 Chronicles 7:15: Now mine eyes shall be open, and mine ears attent unto
the prayer [that is made] in this place.
& 16: For now have I chosen and sanctified this house, that my name may be there for ever:
and mine eyes and mine heart shall be there perpetually.
I made sure I wrote those down on a piece of scrap paper. I wrote the verse numbers on
the dollar bills, realizing I was folding them in a very unusual way. Each one said THE UNIT at the top of the dollar bill.
Then a few minutes later, after putting the two dollars ( and change) together, I was instructed to do yet another dollar
bill, but to keep it separate. I was shown Proverbs 16:16. I wrote PROV 16:16 on the dollar bill, folded it and waited. I
went to get the digital camera from the kitchen, and put the three plus dollar bills together on the chair and took a photo
or two, best I could.
I was shown the “pigeon”word FONE so noticed where my telephone was and figured God was
calling. I moved the three dollar bills onto the hummingbird coaster next to my phone and saw that the way I had folded the
bills and put them together that together they meant something else. I had folded two of the dollar bills so precisely that
one of them connected perfectly with the third, as though they were not apart at all. I knew it would be hard to explain,
so I took another photo. I will have to ask someone to put it on a disc for me, so I can put it with this journal entry at
some point. It is a friend’s camera. It is amazing to see how things come together sometimes. Anyway…
I was especially aware that the third dollar bill was folded in such a way as to make sure the
words IN GOD WE TRUST were most evident on the one side, and the other side said the word ONE. Also at the top of the money,
where I wrote PROV-16:16 I saw that the way I was to read it was PROV-ED STATES-O. To me that meant something was proven today.
PROVED SO STATE…I put the money in my case and went to church.
AGAIN I read it, IN GOD WE TRUST …PROVED STATE SO (Proverbs 16:16). I knew to keep it out of
the offering plate with the first two dollars. The pastor was talking about trusting God for the majority of his sermon,
talked about three bible men, said the word one enough times as I held the folded dollar in my hands, the first two
dollars already in the plate. Proverbs 16:16 says, “How much better it is to get wisdom than gold!
And to get understanding is to be chosen rather than silver.”
OK, I already knew the other verses in the plate today were a message…now
Well, when the pastor talked I knew God wanted him to know
he was exactly on task today, especially because of the In God We Trust so at first I thought I was supposed to give
him the dollar bill separate. Then I realized, no, God had already chosen the person
with whom I was to speak, though I wasn’t sure what I would say. I knew I couldn’t put it off anymore, God pushed me along.
I heard NOW!
I then approached Brother Stainbrook (whom I was unsure o his first
name) showing him the separate dollar I had held out and tried to explain to him that God had put it on me to do it this way,
as though I or this man somehow knew or would know what it was I was trying to impart. I am only a messenger who God works
through, I don’t need to know why or what, I just do. Anyway, I explained the best I could, and had him add it to the morning’s
offering. For whatever reason God has me do things in a certain order, His order…and I can just hope to keep up or hear Him
correctly. I can only imagine what the man thought when I told him I anagram comics for the word of God.
I came home, changed clothes, went to the computer, pulled
up the Agnes cartoon, anagrammed it and saw this:
“ I have been born creative…
You sense after I gave a Stainbrook the one dollar taken out , consult him Sunday in
church …see Jacob’s last sentence, save feed .”
OK, I know I can re-anagram it later but for now that is all I write down.
Mind you, when I did what I did at church I had not yet anagrammed the text I picked before
going to church. I don’t remember exactly what the pastor said Jacob’s last sentence was (due to my short term memory problem)…but
I am sure Brother Stainbrook does know, will understand God spoke to me to speak to him, and that whatever is written herein
may be shared with others in the church. I am also to bring up that on my birthday God gave me a gift. It was (on January 11th, ): Funky Winkerbean’s comic strip text, “I don’t know where the comics collector market would be without little old ladies who never throw anything away.”
You can see the anagrams in yesterday's entry.
There is church again tonight, so I guess I have a little more message now
to give to the brother.
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