I Heart Huckabees

This is my favorite scene- this is what would work for me- all day, every day!

Rainy Day Bad

I just saw one of the saddest things I've ever seen. I truly cried, which I don't do much. It's raining today- alot. I had gone to lunch with Kate and on the way home stopped by the bank. As I was pulling out, I noticed a little old man standing near the busy street in the rain. I couldn't tell what he was doing there until I got closer. He was dressed in a suit shirt and tie and his suit pants. But in a little old man kind of way, not in a businessman kind of way. And he was holding a sign that read in marker "I need a job please." It crushed me. You could tell it wasn't like the guys on a street corner begging for food or money. This was different. It was more of an act of desperation. I immediately wanted to go to him and offer something. But I didn't know what that would be. Should I give him money? But how much? Food? My umbrella at least? But I didn't. I just teared up and drove on. I failed. I did say a prayer for him, but I still feel I failed. Miserably. What came to mind crushed me even more. "When I was hungry, you fed me. When I was thirsty, you gave me something to drink. When I was naked, you clothed me." I missed my chance to serve.

SNL's got it made...

Does anyone else think that Sarah Palin looks exactly like SNL's Tina Fey? The resemblance is creepy. I have to say I like Tina Fey better. I'm not a fan of Palin. She was in the Miss Alaska pageant, for cryin' out loud. On that point alone, I'm out. I'm sorry, but I cannot take anyone seriously that has glued her swimsuit to her butt.

Firm Grip is also known as the infamous "butt spray" or "butt glue." Pageant contestants use this spray adhesive to keep their swimsuit in place while they model in swimwear.

I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell....

I was raised in Christian Science. It's pretty much a cult. I left it back in high school, but I'm writing about it now to make others still in it aware of how bad it is. It eats at me often. I watched my Grandma die because of it. I watched my mom die because of it. It robs your soul. It makes you question your self and your God. It should not be able to put the word "Christian" in front of it. It's so NOT what Christianity is about. I don't even know where to begin, but I still get so riled up when I talk about it, I must still need to debrief after leaving it. You know when people go through tragedy and they have to seek help to talk it out or it stays with them forever and eats at them until the day they die. I don't want to always be angry about it, but I still am. So, welcome to my debriefing.

Imagine if you could heal yourself. Or avoid disease by just not naming it. Ridiculous, right? But that's what you do in Christian Science. You don't go to doctors. You don't take medicine. God forbid you are ever in a serious accident like a car wreck. You'd bleed to death while you read "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures". That is the book written by the founder, Mary Baker Eddy. It's supposed to interpret the Bible. Yeah, she's burning in hell right now.

She came up with her "religion" after apparently falling on the ice and breaking her back. Christian Scientists believe that sickness is the result of fear, ignorance and sin and that when the erroneous belief is corrected, the sickness will disappear. She said after she realized this, she was healed. Metaphysical healing is what she's talking about.

Imagine being sick and instead of calling a doctor, you call a Christian Science Practitioner. Someone that will intercede for you by prayer. Oh, and you have to pay them to pray for you. You just look them up in the back of the quarterly - a monthly publication for Christian Scientists- and cold call them.

By the grace of God, my brother and I never had a serious illness. We were lucky, because as much as my mom loved us, I honestly don't know what she would have done had we actually needed medical intervention. The crazy thing is, she wore contacts. So that meant she had to see an eye DOCTOR. Hmmmmm...... oh, and we did go to the dentist. A slight disconnect.

Long story short, my grandma died of breast cancer (we're guessing) in 1994 without ever seeing a doctor. EVER. She was in a place where Christian Scientists go to die. It's called The Leaves and it's a nursing home- without the nurses. I visited her during the six months she was there. I don't remember much about it, except it looked like a small hospital, but it wasn't.

Two and a half years later, in 1996, my mom was dead...of breast cancer. For which she didn't see a doctor until it was too late. She was a tortured soul most of her adult life because of Christian Science and this sent her mind reeling. She couldn't understand that the disease was not the result of something she had done wrong. But that's what she thought. It was awful.

I found real Christianity when I was 21. Thank God. But I still struggle with the effects of the craziness I was raised in.