Monday, April 11, 2011

Driving OCD Men Crazy With Those Teenagers Who Are Alien Transformers

For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Ephesians 6:12

The Transformer movie is amazing, because it is about an alien civilization that came down to earth from heaven (or the universe)  and there are good alien transformers who fight against the bad alien transformers.  This is similar to how Satan and the angels fell from heaven and there is a spiritual warfare going on over our souls and in our lives. We have good angels working on our behalf when we pray to God. Like the good transformers, our minds are fighting evil and we are to be transformed from this world.

Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is--his good, pleasing and perfect will.  Romans 12:2

Whenever I watch the movie with the dad getting upset about his yard getting torn up, I laugh hysterically.  The father fails to realize he has a much larger problem.  He has a whole alien civilization of Transformers outside his back yard and he is worried about the earthquake tearing up his yard.

My dad had a whole alien civilization that tore up his yard, it was called wild teenagers.

My brother had a boy-girl party in our back house when I was around 13 years old.  We had two homes when I was growing up.  My parents had a house built later in front of our other house.  Our first house was a cinder block airplane hangar my parents converted into a home.  My sister lived in our back house for awhile when she got married.  My brother asked to have a small party with his friends after she moved out.  Word got out that my brother was having a party at the local teen hamburger hangouts.  My brother probably had 200 teens that showed up in our tiny house in the back.   My dad was perturbed about the cars parking in the yard.  Tearing up my dad’s yard was a hot button for my dad, because he spent a lot of time and pride in keeping a nice yard.

My brother had people show up who were doing drugs and underage drinking in the back house, and yet my dad was upset about the yard.  They ended throwing something through the double plate glass living room window, sat on the toilet seat in the bathroom and broke it, and my parents had to drive someone to the hospital the next morning that flipped out on LSD.  That settled it for me; I could never have a boy/girl party.  Now I’m glad I get to have single boy/girl parties and it does not end up like the movie, Risky Business.  (I'm back being a teenager again...LOL)

My dad was so angry he thought he would pop a blood vessel so “of course,” my dad sent my mother to chase the teens out back (like mother like daughter…I get it from my mama).  I can still picture my mother going back in the house.  My mom was petite, 5’0-5’2”.  “There been any drinking back here boys?”  “No Mrs. Brannon, none of us have been drinking.”  Yeah sure.  "Party is over boys."

My contribution was female alien transformer biker chicks. I contributed to my dad’s fear of tearing up his yard only my aliens tore up the front yard, when some biker chicks wanted to beat me up.  One of my girlfriends dated one of their boyfriends, and my friend made a comment about him being a jerk so that was grounds in their book to make my life a living nightmare.  One time three of them threatened to beat me up at a hamburger hangout, and a guy friend helped me out, and they were so mad they came over, and did a lawn job with their motorcycles and cars in my parent’s yard.  Darn those alien transformers biker chicks!   It was just another torment in my life that helped drive me to the foot of the cross.

Another Man With OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)

A quirk my children still talk about for my husband was his obsession with not leaving milk in a cereal bowl, or the electric lights on if you leave a room.  You could commit Harry Kerry in our house as teenagers (suicide by self-disembowelment on a sword), but just don’t ever leave milk in a cereal bowl after you eat your cereal or the lights on when you leave the room, and it was fine in our house growing up as a kid. 

It’s taken me 18 years to figure out one of my husband’s flaws, but I believe the Lord helped me understand why he had it.  My husband was a senior estimator for a living so he could not bid too high or too low for a land development company or he would get “chewed out” by his boss if he missed anything in a bid package.   He could estimate how much milk to put in his cereal bowl perfectly where we were not good at estimates.  He always yelled about waste, and I bet his bosses did not like it if they had to do to many change orders if something was left out of a bid.

I laughed hysterically when I was watching a computer graphics project at my senior college class and a person did a video project on taking recycle milk and putting it it in gallon jugs and marketing it to the public at grocery stores.  I thought, “Wow, another fanatic either a father or husband about leaving milk in cereal bowls.  I guess my husband was not the only weirdo like that with obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD).”   I can’t remarry an estimator since my daughter asked me to please find someone without this quirk.  A friend at work said that when his family were snowed in one year, his mom had to recycle milk for the hamburger meatloaf and it tasted like Fruit Loops…Yuk!  I laugh at my husband’s quirks now, but living in our home was not a laughing matter during those mornings when he would go downstairs, and discover the leftover milk bowls and ask who did it?  I dun no.  I dumped mine down the sink as fast as I could if I overestimated my milk. 

We then that are strong ought to bear the infirmities (quirks) of the weak, and not to please ourselves. Romans 15:1

Is God OCD?

The Pharisees got side-track in life into following the letter of the law or legalism like my dad about his yard and my husband on the milk in the cereal bowl instead of more important issues.  They complained when Jesus’ disciples picked corn on the Sabbath, healed on the Sabbath, their nice appearance with their fine robes (complimented each other on their new outfits at the synagogues), etc.   What becomes “important” to us or what drives us may not be important to God?   

What torch are we carrying in life?  Like the Olympics where they carry a torch.  The Amber Alert was started, because of a couple who had a child who went missing.  They were carrying a torch from losing a child.  I know people who carry a torch in discovering a cure for breast cancer who had breast cancer, Cystic Fibrosis who lost a child to CF, an advocate of handicap issues because they are handicapped, etc.  Things that happen to us in life drive us to carry a new torch in life.  

Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You give a tenth of your spices--mint, dill and cummin. But you have neglected the more important matters of the law--justice, mercy and faithfulness. You should have practiced the latter, without neglecting the former.  Matthew 23:23

Many people in the church are splitting hairs on what clothes a woman should wear, if she should cut her hair or wear jewelry, tattoos, piercings and social drinking when people are killing people and cutting them up and putting their pieces in a refrigerator.  What really is important in life?

God was OCD in sending us his Son in that he does not want anyone to perish.  It says that Jesus was slain before the world was even created. 

.....all whose names have not been written in the book of life belonging to the Lamb that was slain from the creation of the world. Revelation 13:8
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16

God sent his best, the best of the best and that was his son.  He will leave 99 sheep to go after one lost sheep.  
What do you think? If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off? Matthew 18:12

David was fearless in saving his sheep.  He killed a lion and bear that tried to take off with a sheep instead of just letting it go.  If I had a bear or lion come after sheep, I believe I would just let the animal have it.  The Bible says that David had a heart after God and that was the same as a shepherd's heart to lead the people of Israel.

But David said to Saul, "Your servant has been keeping his father's sheep. When a lion or a bear came and carried off a sheep from the flock, I went after it, struck it and rescued the sheep from its mouth. When it turned on me, I seized it by its hair, struck it and killed it. The LORD who delivered me from the paw of the lion and the paw of the bear will deliver me from the hand of this Philistine." Saul said to David, "Go, and the LORD be with you." 1 Samuel 17:34-37


To Bring You Back by Paul Alan

Are you thirsty, standing in the rain?
Not sure where you are or how you lost your way hey, hey, hey
Are you drowning
Some bar outside of town?
Searching for something hiden not found
A crowd of people totally alone
At the front door
Worlds away from home
And light up the night's last regret
And burn your only safety net
Step to the edge it's such a long way down

And I left the ninety-nine to find the one
and you're the one
I walked a thousand miles in this desert sun
Only to bring you back

Are you tired of chasing the wind?
Under water, do you aspire to breathe again?
Are you dying?
Is that the best that you can do?
Cause you can't find your place in a world that wasn't meant for you.

I left the ninety-nine to find the one
And you're the one
I walked a thousand miles in this desert sun
Only to bring you back

Hello, it's me i couldn't sleep I was just counting sheep.
I'm missing you.
Hello, it's me i couldn't sleep I was just counting sheep.

I left the ninety-nine to find the one
And you're the one
I walked a thousand miles in this desert sun
Only to bring you back.

I left the ninety-nine to find the one
And you're the one
I walked a thousand miles in this desert sun
Only to bring you back

Only to bring you back

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