My speech and my preaching were not with enticing words of man's wisdom but in demonstration of the spirit and of power.
I love that verse, its always been comforting to me. See I'm not a very savvy person. I don't think I have a witty bone in my body. Every one knows its not hard to make an ass of me. The guys here, just the other day, tricked me that it was their band playing when it was really a symphony X song. " Savages"! I don't bother listening to system music much anyway so there (sticks out tongue). Its funny because most people's first impressions of me makes them feel stand-off-ish "I'll wait till she talks to me, god she's scary"!
If you don't mind I would like to take this moment to whisper sweetly in your ear and bid you come a little closer. I am actually totally harmless. Most of what comes out of my mouth sounds like "wow! No way"! TYJ that's great" and other abundantly positives that end in massive exclamation marks.
In truth, even when I'm being attacked I often say very little in my own defence. I would even go so far as to say that I am a bit dense to social mulish. Some times I just don't see it coming, its almost like its beyond me to even conceive that some one could have anything against me or would aspire to be mean to me. I know that sounds conceded, as if every one likes me right? No, I'm sure plenty of people thing I'm a prick but for myself, when I have something against some one, it will only last as long as the negative experience did and I'll jump back into finding out what that person is really about and if they were indeed trying to hurt me. I don't bother to go out of my way to catch them doing something that I could jump on their case about.
But its true that I've always wanted to be clever. Being witty isn't synonymous to being aggressive or mean though, don't get me wrong. Some of the greatest conversations are the ones I have with witty people. Their minds just work so fast, it takes no effort for them at all, its a natural reaction. To me, a clever person sees what the conversation (for instance) is and could be. They see all sides, all angels all the time, they are completely inside the communication.
Of course there are many forms of "witty" and a lot of times clever and witty are two very different things. Clever people don't always show their clever until you take some time to talk and pick their brains a bit. Witty people are usually the kind that are always looking to out witt you. They want you to say something dumb so they can come in with their wittiness exploiting your brain fart (if I may use the term) to its fullest. That, or they are just waiting for an opportunity to joke around. They are like that one guy on the field who is always open and waiting for you to throw them a line that's just screaming with... lets say... sexual connotation (one of my more personal favorites).
To me the differences between clever and witty are similar to that of wisdom and knowledge. In either case I have little of ether.
I think I've always been too much of a space case, to me the here and now are like meals, they come and go. some moments are better then others but all serve to keep me going. The kind of people of the sort I'm speaking of take each bite, they savor every moment, they try and hassle the cook for just what is that ingredient that they can't put their finger on, and they'll probably guess correctly. They just have a wonderful attention to detail, every moment is a new experience and a chance to do something out of character.
And so to end my poetic and savory argument; I took a hand at trying to adopt this personage, but it seems to me, even when I do come up with something that simply must be said as its appropriate, the timing and place are just write, and its amusing, I always fail to say it. its as if so many thoughts go through my head on an hourly basis that I simply misplaced as just another thought. It's frustrating because that thought was thrown into the "brain fart pile" with the rest of the more random ones and just when I fish it out, alas, its too late and the conversation has detoured.
This isn't such a big deal only I believe is affects my witnessing, What good is a witness who can't articulate or remember that verse that just on the tip of my tongue that would say everything and put the whole argument into complete perspective for the witnessed to.
I am helpless, so helpless that I'll just leave it completely up to the Lord a I am a pathetic vegetable ( kin to veggie tail characters only even less Bible savvy ).
So to end this self inflicted flogging, I would like to add that my days of wandering round the house have come to an end. upon Jessica's leaving for the XD I was appointed home manager. All I can say is Managers are amazing people and I hope to be acquitted as soon as she gets home. Never before did I really appreciate our dear home managers. Never before was I wholly and perpetually responsible for all the daily home blunders, if anything goes awry all fingers point to me. being a home manager will have every person annoyed with you because your the one chasing them down asking them for the 100th time to DO THEIR JOB", while also tagging extra jobs on them. Suddenly I am sympathetic to that mug sipping employ degrading, white button up blows guy from Office Space! Didn't you get that Memo??
You know, there should be a national Home Manager day where we make pies and deep clean bathroom's and kitchens and maybe even do a deep clean up for all the home Shephard's rooms!! That would be fantastic... at least a special dinner or something where instead of a turkey you could make like... maybe a schedule and set it in the center of a lovely garden salad garnished with figs and roasted nuts. Humm, well my brain isn't firing right now so if any one has any better ideas you can post them with your comments.
Peace and quiet knights to all you hard workers out there!