When you look at it closely, drunkenness is a lordship problem. Who is your master, God or your desires? Do you desire God above all else, or do you desire something in creation more than you desire the Creator? At root, drunkards are worshipping another god – alcohol. Drunkenness violates the command “You shall have no other gods before me.” Heavy drinkers love alcohol. They are controlled by it as if they were its subjects and it was their ruler-lover. This alcohol-worship, however, is actually a form of self-worship. We worship people and things to get what we want. Those who worship money do so in order to get what they want. Heavy drinkers drink neither to glorify God nor to love their neighbor. They drink to indulge their own desires, whether those desires are pleasure, freedom from pain, alleviation of fear, forgetting, vengeance, or a host of others.
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#1 · August 23, 2003, 8:31 am

Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>

<><> Tackle Box <><>
 
On my 15th birthday, I opened a package from my mom and
sister.  Out came a beauty case containing samples of my
very own makeup.  "Oh, neat," my dad said excitedly, "a
tackle box!"

My mother and sister explained that it was a beauty
kit, not a tackle box.  As I opened it up and showed
everyone the eye shadow, mascara, and rouge, my father
leaned over to my mother and whispered, "I told
you it was a tackle box. Just look at all those lures."

 
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<><> Amazing <><>
 
A Jewish father was concerned about his young son who was sorely lacking in
his knowledge of the Jewish faith. To remedy this, he sent his son to
Israel to experience his heritage.
 
A year later the young man returned home. "Father, thank you for sending me
to the land of our Fathers," the son said. "It was wonderful and
enlightening, and I became a Christian!  Thank you!"
 
"Oy vey," lamented the father, "what have I done?!" So in the tradition  of the patriarchs, he went to his best friend and sought his advice and  solace.
 
"Amazing that you should come to me," stated his friend, "I too sent
 my  son to Israel and he returned a Christian." So in the tradition of the
patriarchs, they went to their Rabbi.
 
"Amazing that you should come to me," stated the Rabbi, "I too sent my son
to Israel and he returned a Christian. Brothers, in the tradition of The
patriarchs, we must take this to the Lord." They fell to their knees and
began to wail and pour out their hearts to the Almighty Father.
 
As they prayed, the sky opened and a Mighty Voice thundered, "Amazing that
you should come to Me. I, too, sent My Son to Israel."
 
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<><> 18 Out Of 20 <><>

Yesterday my son came home and said,
"I have good news and bad news. The good
news is - I got 18 out of 20 on my driver's test."

I said, "Great! Now what's the bad news?"

He said, "They were pedestrians."

 
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Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara
 

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