Assumption Has Gotten a Bad Reputation......

You've undoubtedly heard what happens when you ASSUME an end result.  Haven't you? 

ASS / U  / ME

i.e., an ASS is made of  U (you) and ME if you dare to assume anything. 

I believe Dr. Owens, a professor of history at Ole Miss during my time there some 30 yrs ago, was the first person to enlighten me about this philosophy.  Owens was a bit quirky and that made him a delightful professor.  His first day of class he would walk in, draw a hook on the chalkboard and attempt to draw a coat hook on the board.  He slipped his tweed jacket off and attempted to hang it on the hook he drew in chalk..  You ASSUME  it'll never happen, but then you never really know.   "The student responsible for making this jacket stick to the chalkboard received an A in this course" according to Dr. Owens.  Never did the coat stick.  It sat there on the floor of the classroom near his podium,  but my perception of assuming had been forever changed. 

Gaining a more healthy and positive method of ASSUMING is the case find myself pleading.  

ASSUME the best.
ASSUME actions and comments by people in your life are loving, generous, kind, compassionate, & benevolent.

The original ASSUMPTION was when God summoned the mother of Christ to heaven - Body and Soul.
Her purity and love is the example we need to give to our daily ASSUMPTIONS. 

We may be disappointed some, but our world may gain by the increased expressions of kindness by everyone we connect with simply because we gave their character the dignity and positive outlook it deserves. 
Maybe "THE EGG" is OUR positive ASSUMPTION, 
and "THE Chicken" is the positive reaction to ASSUMING THE BEST. \

Thanks for indulging me with you patience and caring thoughts.
PEACE.

FAMILY MATTERS; No really, it does.....

Marriage matters, your children matter, your siblings matter, their children matter, YOUR faith matters, your prayer matters,  your tone of voice matters, your intent matters, your loyalty matters, your positive mental attitude matters, and most of all your prayer matters. 

A contemplative sort I am not.  My nature is to be quite the opposite.  Sometimes when the time and the place finds ME,  God listens to my rambling.  He hears my desire for friends and relatives and ancestors, and coworkers, and fellow Christians, and clergy, and papacy to be blessed with health, love, faith and general well being. 

May you have the time and the place find you.  May their proximity to you stir your desire to speak to God.  May that place, and your conversation allow you to listen to His Spirit and be guided by his love. 

God Bless You,

Your Brother in Christ,

Happy Thursday! SAFE TRAVELS AMY

> We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse.  For my grandchildren, I'd like better.

> I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.
>
> I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by
> being cheated.

> I hope you learn to make your own bed(dust a shelf, sweep a floor) and mow the lawn and wash the car.

> And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
>
> It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog  put to sleep.
>
>> I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.
>
> I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared,

I hope you let him.
>
> When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along,
> I hope you'll let him/her

> I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely!
>
> On rainy days when you have to catch a ride,

I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away not to be seen riding with someone as uncool as 

your Mom.
> 
> If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad

teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.

> I hope you learn to dig in the dirt,

(sell lemonade in front of your house)

(run through the sprinklers) and read books.
>
> When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.
>
> I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy\girl,

and when you talk back to your mother

that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.
>
> May you skin your knee climbing a mountain,

burn your hand on a stove,

(lick cake batter from the beaters) and

stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.
>
> I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it.. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint,

I hope you realize he is not your friend.
>
> I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle

(and never pass up spending time with your cousins)
>
> May you feel sorrow at a funeral and

joy during the holidays. (I hope you see your Mom and Dad pray together - OFTEN.)
>
> I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and

that she hugs you and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmastime when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.
>
> These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.
>
> Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss.

I'm here for you.

And if I die before you do,
I'll go to heaven and wait for you.
>
> Send this to all of your friends. We secure our friends, not by accepting favors, but by doing them.
>
>

 Paul Harvey RIDDLE:
>
> When asked this riddle, 80% of kindergarten kids got the answer, compared to 17%
> of Stanford University seniors.
>
> What is greater than God,
More evil than the devil,
The poor have it,
The rich need it,
And if you eat it, you'll die?

 

FOR YOU IVY LEAGUERs

 

SCROLL FURTHER

 

AND YOU WILL SEE THE ANSWER YOU SEEK.

I NEVER APPLIED TO STANFORD,

PERHAPS THATS WHY I KNEW THE ANSWER.  (esy)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

nothing

NOTHING IS GREATER THAN GOD
or MORE EVIL THAN THE devil

THE POOR PEOPLE HAVE NOTHING
RICH PEOPLE NEEED NOTHING
AND IF YOU EAT NOTHING YOU'LL DIE

Currently Reading Sleeping with Bread: Holding What Gives You Life By Dennis Linn, Sheila Fabricant Linn, Matthew Linn see related

Longtime No Post

Wow.  More than a year since I posted anything.  Let's see: In reverse chronilogical order:

My first severe allergy attack ever this past weekend.  Sorry for my half hearted sympathy to all you sufferers.  Empathy is an amazing equalizer. 
Lent 2008:  Attending Evening Prayer called Vespers as often as possible.  The same prayer sung in monastaries, convents and the Vatican and churches throughout the world each weekday evening.  A beautiful and universal commeration of our devotion to God as an individual and as a Christian Faith. 

Looking for a new Career and job everyday.  Need to go sell something for a company in need of  a talented communicator.

My wife AMY found a job and started yesterday.  PERFECT timing since her last day was Friday at her former job.

Amy and I were married in September of last year.(Sept21,07) in Judge Payton's court in a suprisingly meaning ful ceremony.  Asked her parents Dan and Pat for her hand during our visit to their homes in South Bend and Corey Lake Michigan.  Great family: Brother Dan, his wife Dawn, their kids Dan, Ryan and Sara.  Sister Sue and her fiance Craig, and her kids, Andrea and Robert and his son Cody.  Amy has single-handedly double the quantity of grandchildren in the Thompson Clan with the addition of my 6: Megan, Scott, Thomas, William, Tolley and Alli Marie.  God Help Us and Bless Us Each and Everyday. 

My Dad got to go see Christ and give honor and praise to our Father and Creator. That was Sept17,07

Got to go seek a new path for the future beginning August30,07. Left MeadWestvaco...My Future's So Bright I Gotta Wear Shades....

Family summer - I LOVE IT.  Time with Tolz, Allli, Meganita, Scotty, Tomassio, Wee Wah.... and AMY....
Read the "God Instinct" DEEP.

Assisted in puting on a retreat in March at Church for 36 seekers of a closer relationship with Christ and his Father through their Holy Spirit.

Saturday Men's Fellowship: Rosary at 6:45am, Men's Discussion 7:30 to 8:30am.  What a Brotherhood. Thank you God.

Witnessed to my ChRHP brothers my spritual journey and absorbed their journey to Christ through their stories. 

Seeking Christ and His Father our Creator more and more everyday aided by my first step forward pushed by the Holy Spirit to attend Christ Renews His Parish retreat at my parish Prince of Peace in Plano, TX.  The brothers in Christ from St Gabriel's in McKinney, TX moved by the Holy Spirit brought that same Spirit to us.  We now are a parish "ON FIRE" with our love for God as we find it in the Divinity within each of our brothers and parishoners.

Met Amy Thompson in Denton, TX through an internet introduction on CatholicMatch.com.  Thank God for working Your plan of salvation and bringing me to a journey toward you with AMY's hand.

     You are now up to date on life over past year.  A experience of many of lifes milestones in 12 to 16 months.  They say the stress from these milestones can cripple a man. St Paul wrote "Worry Not For I am with you." I am living proof that developing a prayer life and being open to the Spirit led accountability of my fellow seekers attempting to be men "After God's Own Heart" can bring you peace in times of duress. 

Your Brother in Christ,
txsippian

"I've Been Everywhere"

Or so it seems. 

Took off on Monday at o'dark thirty headed east out of Dallas.  SON W (not in deference to our esteemed president), The Magnificent was along for the first leg of the ride.  What a great guy!  W, my 4th born, is 13, FUNNY, handsome, empathetic, loyal, reverent, irreverent, and predominately a sheer delight to be around.  This occassion was no different. 

W attended his first business meeting in Bastrop, LA.  Sonny my customer welcomed W with typical Cajun convivial style, and after our converstion, tour of his facility he treated us to lunch at Granny's in Bastrop.  If you're ever on I-20 in Monroe take the detour north 35 minutes!  Granny can flat cook!  Every thing was absolutely perfect.  Better than Momma fixed it in most instances. 

Unfortunately W was on a mission to spend time with his little sister, and regrettably turned down my offer to go trout fishing in Arkansas for a couple of days.  My "baby-momma" met us in Monroe and carted Will back to Jackson, MS, where he has visited w/ his sister, paid homage to my parents, and is attending the Mississippi State fair as I type. 

My car was pointed north, and from Monroe I cruised an easy pace toward the White River in N.Central Ark.  I was the last arrival of around 40 attendees at this trout hunt.

90's in this area is WAY TOO hot for this time of year.  The ante was $20 a man and the goal was the longest fish.  Our boat netted a Brown Trout that was nearly 18".  We were looking good until 2 of the last 3 boats had landed Brownies that were 19.5".  They split the gold mine. 

The group when not fishing filled the time with Cards, HorseShoes, Tales of past fishing trips, and I even got to hear a graduate of my high school tell some of the funniest stories ever about his time at CBC 20 years prior to me. 
I'm still LOL to his description of the metering out of punishments at our alma mater. 

At the time he attended, if you felt the punishment was harsh and unfair, you could challenge the teacher to settle it "like a man" in the gym.  Boxing gloves were distributed to teacher and student and the settlement began.  Unfortunately for my friend he was unaware that the 20 something Brother of the De la Sallian order had  been the Chicago feather weight golden glove champion!

He may as well have challenged Mike Tyson to a fight.  Needless to say it didn't turn out to well for my  friend who sounded as if he kept at the battle far longer than he should have. 
Upon getting home that after noon the boy's dad asked if he had had a problem at school based on his disheveled appearance.  "Nothing I can't handle Dad",so the problem was settled like a man, and lesson learned.

Back in Big D after a full day at the wheel.  The Sale barn just west of Harrison is another gem of a home cooking find.  It's just west of Fayetteville, AR where the UofA is.  For those of you who have never willlingly left the city a Sale barn is a livestock auction, and every rural county in this country usually has an auction house set up to auction livestock.  Since these auctions can be all day long sessions most of the facilities have a restaurant or cafe attatched to them.  If you ever see one stop and check it out.

See you soon.
txsippian.