Patmos Isle

The life of a Pastor, one who has been beaten and left to die by his own kind.

Location: Texas, United States

I consider myself as one that has seen the dark side of humanity and has lived to speak of it.

Monday, January 31, 2005


I guess the day is not to be enjoyed?

Why does man always find pleasure in hurting another? Why does man always think that to be seen as the "spiritual" one he must wound the weaker one?

Were we all not weak at one time? Were we all not in need of God's kindness? Why must man deal with man as if he is the example for all men?

You are no doubt tired of my questions...

Sunday, January 16, 2005

Am I the only one?

I can recall the day when it was a true delight in my home to "go out" to eat. Growing up in a family that lived from one pay day to the next, we did not get the "Let's just eat out" option very often. Yet I do remember the joy of it, after having to eat a home cooked meal every day, there was nothing like a good fast food meal.

This is what leads me to my post today. Whatever ever happened to the fast food place? Am I the only one or has fast food America become, please pull up and we will bring it out to you place. There was a day that before you could get your car pulled up to the window, they had your hamburger, fish sandwich, and chicken in a bag and ready for you to pay and pull off. Now you pay and have to find another place to park so that they can bring it out to you. My friend this is NOT fast food!!!

Am I the only one, or does anyone else want nothing more than a hamburger that has been cooked for 4 hours sitting under a heat lamp with fries that have been sitting in a grease drain pan for 2 hours. Now that is fast food, there was a day that we thought there was nothing better, now we think that we are too good for it. So now we have to sit for 15 minutes waiting on something that should have already been done 30 minutes ago.

Am I the only one, or does anyone else care that the fast food place is slipping away from us. I remember the day when you did not have to sit down and wait for your food to be ready, before you could get the change in your pocket your order was waiting on you and they were helping the person behind you.

I don't know.... Maybe I am the only one who has no patience... Maybe the wife is right.

Friday, January 14, 2005

I have been told.....

It was a few weeks back the wife and I were sitting in a hamburger place(big spender), enjoying our lunch when she says to me. "Why do you eat your hamburger backwards?" Now up until this time in my life some 32 years I had no idea that there was a right way and a wrong way to eat a hamburger. Yet now after 10 years of marriage she decides that she has had enough of my eating the hamburger the "wrong" way.

Now if you are wondering how I eat the crazy thing ( and let me just say, there is NOTHING better than a GOOD hamburger). So anyway, all my life i have eaten the burger with the flat side of the bun towards the other person, instead of facing me. Now if the wife would have just said in a polite Pastor's wife tone, honey would you turn the burger around I would have done it in a very Pastoral manner, but NO.. she has to be all rude about it. Trying to make me feel like the minority or something!!!

So here is my quest, to get every hamburger lover in America to turn the bun around and eat bottom side (if there is a bottom side) up. So at any given time when the wife and I walk into a restruant or hamburger joint, there she will see that her husband is not strange.

Thursday, January 13, 2005

Don't run... I wont preach

"Maycomb was a tired old town, the day was 24 hours long, but it seemed longer" Hearing those words for the 1st time was like finding a friend. Someone understands my life I thought at that moment. Well you might know by now, I am a Pastor. I have for many years taken the time to sit behind my desk and write in my journal and then hide it under a pile of books, so that no one would know that I have more dark days than bright days. I mean... Who would appreciate a Pastor that wondered if the light at the end of the tunnel was just another crazy man with a flashlight. I am not your typical Pastor, I do however love people and care for them with a great deal of respect and consider my calling the greatest honor that man could ever have. Yet I also have days that I wonder what life would be like just being "normal" and many days I ask the question; "Why must you be so silent?"

So having said that... This is not a place for me to preach, I do enough of that for 3 people. Yet I come to this place to just open my life to those that would like to laugh and realize that even a preacher sometimes gets lost on his way.