What Did the Skunk Tell Me and You?

having Faith is always the key to never give up the ship

I bet you like me would never have thought that a skunk would give a person a valuable lesson or message.

On Saturday September 28th at approximately 2 AM I awoke from a sound sleep to the overwhelming pungent odor of a skunk having sprayed something which I thought must have been a nocturnal battle between a skunk and some other animal because it had to be an all-out attack of some kind as the windows were all sealed up tight, so for that odor to permeate the home inside to such a degree meant the skunk had to have released “all its got” upon the adversary.  I put on the AC to cut down on the odor and went back to sleep.  After waking again around sun rise I got up and made some breakfast for both me and my dog and soon after instead of heading outside for a morning walk I instead decided to make a trip to the super market early, and on the way back would stop at a discount store to buy some suet cakes for the birds because I had ran out of them and like to put them out for all the birds that come around my home.

I was just getting back after the errands and pulling up in front of my house when suddenly this guy who also lives in the area and walks by often with his Chihuahua yelled out, “hey Lawrence I just saw this skunk over there near that old car,” which is parked by a neighbor’s home and some open space next to some large hedges separating the properties.  I told him thanks for the heads up and went on into my house to get my dog so we could have a morning walk, when I noticed that another neighbor down the road had come outside and was talking to the fella that advised me of the skunk which in turn led these other neighbors to call the police who dispatched an animal control officer.  When I got back from the walk the animal control officer was looking around near the old car so I put my dog in the house and went out to talk with the officer!  I told her that over the years I’ve noticed the occasional skunk or raccoon during the twilight or early morning hours in the area mostly foraging and then as suddenly as they appear they usually disappear probably moving on as they tend to just pass through the area.  I mentioned how during the night hours I had woken to the skunk odor so maybe some animal tried to tangle with this skunk and this skunk will probably just be moving on, but that I’ll keep an eye open during the day just in case; if there is an issue with this animal I’ll let them know.  The officer looked around a bit more and then she decided it looked like that may have already happened and the skunk disappeared.

After I had gone into the house and taken care of a few chores inside I again headed out to do some chores around the property so with my dog by my side we went out front when suddenly I saw the skunk heading toward us from across the road.  I quickly brought my dog inside to avoid her becoming agitated and of course didn’t want to get the skunk feeling threatened and possibly my dog or me getting sprayed.  After putting my dog inside I went out to investigate and suddenly the skunk started out from some large shrubs along the front perimeter of my home heading straight for me as though it had intent on coming right up to me!  I’m very friendly with all of the wildlife in the vicinity of my home and especially in the winter when the animals are stressed with the ground frozen and covered with snow I like to put out seeds and nuts for them at the base of trees so that any squirrels, rabbits, birds or whatever little critter is hurting for a meal can stop by for a free one.  Sometimes when out there putting out a few treats with my dog, as I often do I will be talking to my dog and because the animals know my voice and scent of  course  they  start coming out or down from the trees and approach me, but not usually the skunks because they are more nocturnal and we don’t even have much opportunity to run into each other except on an occasional evening when I might be sitting out back with my dog who is very used to accepting all the animals well enough to sit calmly with me and won’t budge unless I say to.  During daylight hours sometimes a squirrel, rabbit or bird will practically come right up to us and be looking for a treat.  But with this skunk I knew this wasn’t the reason it approached especially during daylight hours, so of course I knew something was wrong but because there is the potential of the animal being rabid I had to be stand offish, along with the possibility that some other factor of territory or fight/flight reaction was in play and I sure didn’t want to get sprayed.  That actually happened to one of young dogs long ago and in just washing the powerful odor out of my dogs coat I became as permeated with it for days, a lesson well learned so as not to let my pup go running into a neighbor’s property when off the leash doing some business and tangle with a skunk that I hadn’t seen but the dog did!

But, what I became aware of as this all unfolded and I watched from outside and when inside my home as well, was that the odor at 2 AM wasn’t due to a fight between animals but that this frantic skunk I had been observing had in fact had a mate that was hit by a car during the early morning hours and that the injured skunk had somehow crawled off the road after being struck or the mate dragged her into these bushes that I was now beginning to notice him doing as the afternoon progressed but he was actually dragging his dead mates body under the old car and once there he began digging, I’m sure to cover her from the predators or any scavengers which was heart breaking to watch.  I decided right then to help and knew I needed some mint oil I could buy at a local Ace Hardware store so I jumped into my Jeep and drove there right away!  While there I ran into a guy I used to be acquainted with who worked for an International Corporation that I used to work for and we just talked about those good old days and how there were lots of great guys we knew working there and got caught up a bit. This guy Jeff knew one particular guy I used to work with out on the road driving interstate for some years on and off and how he was a great family man who also liked helping nature and animals so I felt this all added up to being a God Sent to keep on; that this was the right direction and that God wanted me to keep following this path!  We said good bye after checking out of the store and had exchanged numbers so we can talk again sometime.

I drove back home and I went to that neighbor that has the old car parked by the hedges and pointed out what actually had happened in detail now that I had all the pieces to the puzzle and we watched from a deck staircase area as I explained and pointed out where the skunk was.  Then as he heard our voices talking he came toward us I’m sure because he recognized this voice of mine like animals do here and I think he was seeking my help or at least something to give him a sense of direction. perhaps even comfort as I’m sure he felt crushed inside to be sporadically traumatized seeing his dead mate; from how peacefully things had been before this fateful previous night.  The neighbor hurried back inside wanting to make certain of not being sprayed as I watched the little guy and said, “Just don’t spray me; I’m going to help you with this now.”  As he walked around just a couple of feet from me under the wooden steps to the deck I sprayed some mint oil around into the air and near the steps which did act as a mild repellent and he went off toward my property and out of sight behind some fencing.  I jumped into action and ran home into my garage and got a shovel and sprinted back to the car because I knew the skunk could be back any moment and being confused perhaps not understanding what I was doing with his mate he may very well instinctively spray me.  I had asked my neighbor already if I can retrieve the dead skunk from under the car and could I just dig a hole a few feet down to bury it and probably that will end this dilemma doing us all some good and she said, “by all means sure, absolutely!”  I did it quickly and mission accomplished in time, because then as I continued to monitor the situation I saw that the skunk was spending time on my property and then on some adjacent land, which seemed to indicate he may have caught on to my intervention and was making some kind of adjustment internally and felt a good change coming or in the air.  Also, after the burial I had ran back home and on my concrete driveway I dossed the shovel with gasoline and lit it up to sterilize it and just as it lay burning which drew most of my attention there to it, the skunk came hobbling or almost lumbering as they do as fast as he could toward me and the burning shovel catching me by surprise.  I was a bit startled just as he must have been to see fire dead ahead of him; and never having seen it or known what it is or how dangerous, it still went up to it until the heat and reality of a danger struck him in the face.   He didn’t run from it but to my surprise walked as close as he could to it like a fighter to face it and then went around it and on to his continued trek up and around the front of my home as I called to him saying, “its going to be OK now little fella!”  As a sister of mine said to me in a conversation about battles we face in life and some I personally have in recent years and how she thought I have brass ones, which I have to say I think the skunk does too or at least he does now after interacting with me for the short time he did, “knowing I was there the whole time to back him up” but still maintaining a distance all the while my watchful eye wouldn’t be going away and ultimately “we worked together” to get through this difficult time and in the process learned so much more about each other!

So night would be coming soon and things were calming down when as I walked around the front of my home toward the road I looked up and perhaps a hundred feet away a man was walking in my direction and yelled out, “hello!”  He had a paper in his hand and I said, “what are you selling,” and said, “nothing,” when all of a sudden I realized I know this guy and we used to talk several years ago when he would walk by on his way from his parent’s home about a mile away to one of the Catholic churches about another mile away from my home.  I said, “oh wait it’s you John wow; I haven’t seen you in ages and how are you?”  He said, “Yes I’ve been away and lived in Boston for a while and still working toward becoming a priest!”  I told him, “fantastic and so good to see you again,” so we talked there about the ordeal I just experienced and he said while we talked he saw the skunk just as we began talking and I hadn’t mentioned it yet, so he thought it was like a pet because it got up fairly close behind me as if it was used to me and belonged there, so he didn’t think anything odd of it, as it then went off into the bushes and shrubs.  I went on to tell how the skunk kept sadly circling around all afternoon and I buried his mate but he many times during the experience kept coming right at me and John said, “aw he wanted some love,” and I said, “you know you’re right he just wanted to get some consoling and to know he is loved!”  I didn’t want John to be late to church so I said, “hey if you don’t mind I’ll take the walk with you to the main road which isn’t so far and going in your direction so then we can get caught up on the way!”  We went over some of the major events that had occurred with me and how had to do a lot of studying and work with the church and now was back to stay here at least for a while and we agreed to keep in contact better from now on.

Later after nearly a couple of hours had passed since parting ways with John and nightfall was approaching, when I went outside after having a little dinner and caught the young guy with the Chihuahua again who was walking passed my home, so I had to let him know how it all worked out and how the skunk apparently was adjusting back to his more normal behavior and that he wouldn’t have to be too concerned when walking by that old car with his little dog but just to keep an eye open until we’re sure.  I was then talking to this guy about God which actually came up naturally in the conversation and how with faith we get though all things this life can toss our way and God is in charge so we just need to try our best to follow His will.  Suddenly coming up on the road behind me as we talked as I had just turned slightly to see if the skunk was still being resolved now as it was getting dark and he may be more prone to show up following his paths again; when who shows up behind me this time not the skunk but it’s John going back to his parents from church.  At that instant I said, “and speaking of God as we just were, this is another man I know John,” and introduced them to each other as they shook hands.  It seems like the God connection to every bit of this daily journey was complete, but as we all realized it was getting dark and need to call it a day we all said have a good night and John and I talked a couple of minutes and then he walked off.

I went inside my house and got ready to install a new garbage disposal under the kitchen sink and as I got into it I had to stand up and get another tool when I see out on the open property to the rear of my home a dog running like the wind all over the place and noticed a van with the obvious owner standing by it so I wanted to check to see who it was as it was very low light and hard to make out who it was for sure from the distance we were apart; but no matter who, I was going to mention the distraught skunk and to keep an eye open so they don’t confront each other.  When I approached I could see it was another old neighbor going way back who I hadn’t seen lately but he has family living nearby even were the skunk had  made some paths.  Turns out he wanted to see what had happened with the skunk after hearing about it via his relative and brought his dog an Irish Wolfhound for the ride and was letting it stretch its legs as it did occasionally near his own home.  I thought there seems to be some freedom and natural order in the air now and this dog just showed us the joy of life that God created to cap off the day!

This led me to of course contemplate the day’s events and again being an animal lover as I am, appreciating all of God’s little creatures and this Joy of Life we and they feel I couldn’t help but focus again on my little skunk friend!  How he went from being lost and frantic reaching out to a tough and even cruel world for some help or like John said, “aw he wanted some love.”  That little creature went through the full spectrum of emotions or what it is to be happy and sad all in one day!  I could now see clearly he had needed to find balance again!  But he was feeling so much loss and separation and seemed to be aimlessly wandering and wasn’t; he was retracing all of his recent footsteps and paths that he walked in the night with his companion or mate and was truly stuck in that mode to be doing it in broad daylight when he is a fairly slow moving target for predators or anything else that might come up in the man-made world; but even so he was compelled to search and not give up trying.  He like all the animal critters  in my immediate area for at least a quarter mile radius know me as the friendly caring human  that talked to the wildlife when  they are being close up and more personal toward me, knowing I have rewarding treats like getting a free snack the way we humans starting as children to adulthood like a piece of pie or free fruit and candy, so too the animals can appreciate something they don’t get easily on their own or at all; but is so delicious they can’t pass it up.  So they overcome general instinctual distrust or fear and give hope a chance to take root.

While this traumatized mammal walked it seems aimlessly over and over again all the trails it followed nightly on its foraging expeditions it was seeking balance and as it saw me out there it kept trying to come to me for what the man John I hadn’t seen in a few years said when he saw was going on; it was “looking for some love,” a helping hand in time of need!   Yes, as the animal actually knew of me and didn’t feel lack of trust but believed enough in me to know I would do him no harm he kept looking for me as he went in what seemed circles struggling to make heads or tails out of a horrific traumatic end to his happy relationship with his mate.  As the day progressed I did get closer but never so close that I would do what I wanted to do which was to cuddle and pet the little guy and tell him everything will be fine in time you will have a mate again and you will have young kits of your own to enjoy with your mate and help a new generation begin.  But him knowing I took care of the deceased mate gave him comfort and he didn’t have that dead body in his face reminding him that something tragic just happened and how ill equipped he felt or was to fix it all.  That is us too; without our Creator we are suffering and at other times so happy to be alive and when in doubt or confused and broken in our hearts we seek out the one we know will do right by us and never would harm us, our Maker!  We are all learning and helping each other to learn what God wants us to learn, yes even sometimes from a skunk!  I see a demonstration in this event of God’s telling us that having Faith is always the key to never give up the ship as the Captain would say and we all know that perseverance and hanging in there is first and foremost to anything that lives so I was there to reassure the little critter in a time of great need and then he was able to carry on and do what God intended he do which is to live his life out as a skunk the best it can and just accept the good with the bad so that the optimum good will be derived from that life and in the end result of all of this world God will have the final say in every single thing, no two ways about it; He is the all-knowing and all powerful Creator who will have His accounting for everything He made out of His eternal infinite love!  Trust in the Lord and turn it over to Him so you can each day get up and say, thank You God for all You have given to me and this world, I thank You in the name of Jesus Christ as I have complete faith in You and that You will direct my paths until You are ready to take me from here to where You dwell forever!  Amen.

Lawrence Morra

What did the Skunk tell me and You; not Peeyew!

“Smokes & Boots”

I say they wanted those brand new cowboy boots I was wearing, Whaddaya Think?

A lovely little story from “Puss & Boots” to “Smokes & Boots;” only in NYC folks!

Life is full of challenges that along the way generates countless personal moments of self-refection, and some are inconsequential and others are revelations; but all of it part of a big test.  God isn’t planning out our days for us and setting us up with a certain person or circumstance.  If we travel with the Holy Spirit whatever does come up will be something we can deal with the way God wills us to in serving Him.

I had to shift gears in more ways than one in life and literally between gigs or even changing career paths to maintain my life, paying all the bills and saving for the future, I found that commercial driving filled in many gaps.  Throughout my life I’ve driven commercially over a million miles and thank God without being in an accident or worse. How I negotiated that 18 wheeler through all conditions, snow storms, highway grid lock, thinking ahead at all times as to the four wheelers all around and what stunts they might try to pull to get past or around the big truck made for a very dicey and stressful situation.  On top of all the driving I had to be in all kinds of environments, from Fulton Fish Market in Manhattan to various rail yards like Croxton in New Jersey to International Airports like Logan, Bradley, Newark, Manchester and JFK, or on the waterfront of several key fishing port locations up and down the North East Coast.  Any of these locations could be on the schedule at any time of day or night so when most people were sleeping I might be hooking up double trailers or a 53 foot one in a dark roughneck part of the city or during regular business hours when the streets are full of people and their cars they congest the streets with.  I met more kinds of people and in more varied environments than one can shake a stick at, and sure I saw humanity and sometimes fleeting human connections in our travels while in passing one another when stopped at one of these varied locales having short interactions in our travels; but there was nothing better than being back home in my place where I belong and where I’m loved and needed. Out of necessity I was all over the map but does God want me for some other reason to be bopping all over like that to find connections, I think not!  The man-made world is in a sense from the perspective of a single person a chaotic place; and so focus on one’s own particular life and close family or significant relations is enough to deal with and I see meeting strangers as that just meeting strangers.

I had plenty of opportunity to meet new people in these working circumstances and even my personal travels but to me looking back its all like passing ships in the night and inconsequential.  As I’ve stated many times to many people, I’ve found my greater insights and purpose to my life when alone and depending on nothing more than my own abilities and the paramount guidance of God Almighty’s Holy Spirit that watched over me and indeed protected me.  I’ve studied acting and did a bit here and there so I’m fully cognizant of the idea of taking risks.  Doing so on a stage or in front of a camera can be helpful in creating a visceral characterization but as far as taking real risks with my life, I prefer to pass on that.  Unnecessary risk can become habit forming and we know this by the numbers of adrenaline freaks or junkies in the world! I see our individual lives as so precious to God who gave them to us that we should not take unnecessary risks with them and flaunt them in such a way as to be caviler with them.  Am I guilty of doing so, damn straight, I confess I did some pretty stupid things with my life over the years when not thinking the way I am now.  One little mishap or miscalculation and I wouldn’t be writing this now, that’s how dangerous it was at the time!  I was on a fine line of doing something for whatever reason on the one hand and sheer stupidity or foolishness on the other.  I thank God again that I made it through all the things I did to be able to share now with others, “that you are always better off keeping things in order of priority and your purpose for living in the first place;” the important mission to not fail the test.  I tend to see Monks and Nuns as being closer to serving God more accurately daily by a humble and meeker style of living and serving with focused mission and more restraint and not freewheeling the way many people do actually live in this time and age of pleasing self!  I don’t see risk if not absolutely necessary or even fully appropriate as being anything positive at all. “Common sense and practicality rule!”
Lawrence

PS I know I point out harsh reality here and in quite a few things I say or write about, because I know firsthand just how much danger and evil lurks around any given corner, and not that one should be paranoid but in this world today foolishness abounds and I attempt to counter that mind-set.

“Thank you for sharing that. yeah, Thank you Jesus that you were kept safe on the roadx”

Oh good! I’m glad you liked my little short story (autobiographical vignette).  Yea, plenty more where that came from, I sure stretched my envelope of protected space or comfort zone in my driving travels in my car cross country through 46 states, staying for long periods in about a dozen.  Talk about NYC I thought you might like my connection to Fulton Fish Market, now there’s a place that I met some characters during ungodly hours of the night.  Nefarious from the first looksie!

There was this time I had a hell of an experience taking a train into NYC during the wee hours of the morning arriving in town wearing my cowboy boots as I jumped off at Penn Station and decided to walk street-side on to my destination via 7th avenue in the wee hours when a group of bad hombres almost got the drop on me, I felt like I was in some surreal scene of the French Connection giving them the slip on the subway with some good faking body language that said I might be the heat!  I got away from them by fractions, and sure was good I did; because I know they weren’t gonna discuss Jesus or different parts of the hood with me, no matter how well-spoken or genuine I was!  Yeah, I got AWAY!

I say they wanted those brand new cowboy boots I was wearing, Whaddaya Think?

Or maybe, they just really had to know what I was doing walking around the Big Apple at 3am alone wearing new cowboy boots!  Hey what can I say I do lots of things alone. Maybe they figured I was related to the Marlboro Man and they wanted free smokes!  Oh well, these are questions for inquiring minds that we’ll probably never know the answers to; or will we?

Yes, thank Jesus I’m alive and kicking still!

Lawrence Morra
Amen

“Free smokes 😂”

Don’t forget the Marlboro Man Boots, sorta like the hood version of “Puss and Boots;” “Smokes and Boots,” great deal when you can get it!!! OMG only in NYC!  Hahahahaha! See I can laugh about it because it went the right way for me, at least in that little way, hehehehe!  But oh the things that could have been, I mean good things!  I shoulda done stuck it out!  Not my neck mind you; but maybe my personality?  And, I don’t mean with those bad hombres; but the people with the opportunities!  I guess I was a boy with the wanderlust!  A Rambling Man!  I talk up a powerful storm let me tell ya!

Lawrence Morra

 

PS Ya know folks I should count myself blessed and lucky I did all that and made it out alive in one piece!  The thing that doesn’t sit well with me is that I got through the gauntlet many a time being no worse the wear in spite of it all but then later life; the nefarious bastards stabbed me in the back!  I think they were so damn jealous!

Alive and Kicking You SOB’S.  One of my Hero’s “Papillon,” Steve McQueen!  He was a Marlboro Man!  He made it off “Devils Island” the only one to do it!

 

The New On The Waterfront

unlike street thug pistoleros
cronyism out of control

Ruin and destroy in a few ways.  What do you call it when you have a government job with crooked politics and cronyism out of control, and you’re not like them so you become more of a liability to have around but they try getting you botched up to fire you but you out think them and keep your cool so you always prevail where others in the past transferred or quit. Then an evil boss who had been there almost 25 years straight out of college because he had  the big political connection, mind you a punk who never had to struggle to get a break like I did, and he decides to put you in a hazardous environment to do a procedure alone that you never had to do before and didn’t see anyone else ever doing it; figuring you won’t take his BS and quit or walkout and get fired for insubordination, and just weeks before this creep was badgering a mechanical shop manager that he hated to jam him up, but that guy resigned before things got ugly; so you  just do the job and end up almost getting killed and end up sick for years after with a long recovery; but no OSHA investigation of an industrial accident or  any accountability and it’s an environment under DEM and EPA oversight.  Politics kept the lid on it and then you end up having to fight your workers comp case yourself with a rigged system and the political machine looking to see you fail so you lose it all and have to move on to someplace other than around them and the crony capitalist project you’ve been vocally against and made suggestions to officials to preserve the environment, because the actual DEM isn’t doing jack.  So you fire the phony lawyer who will appease the system and fight it yourself with enough moxie to make sure the judge knows it will be better to allow you to succeed than to not in getting a fair settlement which others don’t want you to get; but because you make them aware of how things could get ugly for them if they push you any further and this mess ends up in the court of public opinion;  especially when a high ranking public official is about to be advanced to the highest level just before retirement, which is a much heftier pension.  All the while you wrap your head around the medical science and get one of the best lady doctors in the field to make the case medically speaking airtight!  That’s just one piece, then so many more of antagonizing, harassment, intimidation, conspiracy with even some medical people involved to trip you up more if possible.  In a way like the old classic movie “On the Waterfront” just not all the beatings or street thug pistoleros; but all white color crooked crony politics and tactics that lead to physical damage worse than a beating because of nefarious methods employed to injure.  Needless to say I went from being fairly confident in government and persons of high position to not trusting any of them not even a little.

Lot’s more to come!

Lawrence Morra

Thanks to God for My Suffering and Cross

“I can be made whole in Him,”

I believe and feel in my heart that I’m truly blessed to be suffering.  I thank God for my suffering here in my sinful life, here on earth.  For over a decade I’ve been suffering more than I did in all the years of my prior life in totality.  They say God never gives us more than we can handle but He does give to us what we need most, as He is our heavenly Father and knows with absolutism what each of us needs specifically in order for us to complete this earthly journey intact, that is our souls being worthy of being in His presence on our judgment day.  And just like the Good Shepherd knowing his lost lamb when found and it knowing the Good Shepherd we will know our Master and Good Shepherd Jesus and He will know us as His.  Then we pass through the narrow gate with Him in all of His glory into eternal paradise.

I know through this suffering now as difficult as it has been and is that all of my suffering only scratches the surface of what suffering Jesus withstood just on His journey to the cross, being hated, ridiculed, beaten and spat upon; then nailed to a cross to die slowly in agony!  My suffering is so little yet it is a heavy burden which I struggle with only as a mere sinful man to get through it to hopefully better days ahead.  After all who am I that I shouldn’t suffer, I’m like any other sin riddled human being and should suffer, especially if I want to be deserving of an eternal glorious existence.  By giving me this suffering God is reminding me of what waits on the opposite end or wrong choice if I so choose, of the God man paradigm that must be soul based on faith and obedience.  I have been faithful all of my life, but not strong enough in that faith at all times as I should have been.  And why, because I disobeyed my heavenly Father who knows all things and always knows what is best for me, but I thought I knew better at times and went off on my own not consulting with him or perhaps being even half-cocked and unprepared for the subsequent consequences of my own foolish actions and even stupidity because I was foolish enough on my own to think I knew what I was doing.

Then there were quite a few other humans that attacked me or in the least antagonized me in my suffering but remembering and seeing now that all of it was nothing compared to Jesus and what he must have felt.  We must realize when he took up His “everlasting covenant” he was here as a man, a perfect one but still a man with flesh and all the accompanying pains and sorrows that come with being human.  To that was added all the sins and death from sinful behaviors of all kinds by all humans which was dumped upon Him, He who was the supernatural God Almighty, but also for a time an earthy man carrying that entire load and burden of sin and suffering!  And through it all He called out to His heavenly Father consistently and directly asking for strength and “divine providence” in each step he resisted all temptations to follow His own will as a man avoiding and conquering every human sin that we have committed making Him blameless, so that He could carry out His Fathers will, not his own even though he was a flesh man and could have resorted to His own devices or stray from the mission; no instead He faithfully called out to His Father to help Him get through it all and complete His one soul mission, saving all of mankind His children, the lost lambs.  He loves us that much and more than we can imagine!  He is so happy to give this gift of eternal life to us, as long as we are willing to be obedient and faithful to Him, allowing Him to lead our way.

Today I suffer greatly my heart sorrowful and my body is wretched; but someday maybe soon or many in many years to come that will all pass away and “I can be made whole in Him,” a complete and perfect child of God, that is what He promised me and you!

Lawrence  Morra

John 1:16 “Out of his fullness we have all received grace in place of grace already given.”

 

John 1-6

The Word Became Flesh

1 “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was with God in the beginning. 3 Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. 4 In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. 5 The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”

6 “There was a man sent from God whose name was John. 7 He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all might believe. 8 He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light.”

9 “The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. 10 He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. 11 He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. 12 Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God— 13 children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God.”

John 1: 26-27 “I baptize with  water,” John replied, “but among you stands one you do not know. 27 He is the one who comes after me, the straps of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie.”

Just Because; How Much is One Man Supposed to Take!

Just Because; I’ve got a Cause

There’s only one thing worse than a Rebel without a cause; a Rebel with a Cause!

“I’m a Rebel and I’ve got a Cause!”

Lawrence Morra

Update: This is the Deal!

Not all rebels are cut from the same cloth.  Wasn’t Jesus Christ the ultimate rebel!  He came to show everyone once and for all that the old ways were in need of revision and that the time had come to set things on the right path out from the drudgery of the daily material routines and rituals that had served their purpose of establishing some order among men who had come out of the wilderness raw and naked.  Now he would show them a new way and in a sense transform them from the earthly chrysalis in which they were trapped to be truly free and able to fly off into the heavens like the butterfly.  He told us all that we have that capacity and gift within us that is ours for the taking if we will accept it by acknowledging Him by our devoted faith in Him.  That in the end is what it all comes down to is a question of faith, and if we are looking to Him to guide us we can never lose!

Some rebels I’ve actually met told me they were born to lose and even had that tattooed on them.  But they, are surrendering to failure and sin totally missing the point or tossing a gift of opportunity beyond imagination aside, to be instead a defeated one.  Why do I even allude to this idea of being a rebel of any kind you still might wonder and I tell you it’s simple.  The ways of the world grow darker all the time and many are caught up in the vortex of worldly affairs which cares nothing about you or me.  This world is falling away and the system by which we live is very corrupted and not of God or His heavenly kingdom.  Emphasis is being placed on so many foolish and even wicked practices and behaviors diverting so much attention and energy away from where it should be focused.  When I say I’m a rebel I’m talking about being one who tries to point out these failures by all of us to make the best of all we have before us; to serve Him and make a difference in everything we do and not slip into this complacency of accepting the status-quo, or as someone once told me, “to just go along for the ride!”  Don’t be swept up in the frenzy of technology and an overabundance of information (TMI too much information or information overload) that is at times so titillating and alluring or in the very least extremely distracting, which is just like those captivating sirens In Homeric mythology of Ancient Greek literature beckoning to those at sea, leading the seafarers to the rocky coast or quagmire drawing them in closer to their doom, not seeing clearly in the fog or haze what danger lies in those treacherous waters beneath them.

We don’t have to accept the circumstances or follow all convention; we should always discern and ask questions in order to understand clearly all things that encompass our lives.  Then where change or improvement is needed it can and should be applied by all those involved doing what they should to make things right, never sacrificing justice but to instead see that it is served.  We are the stewards of this earthly world while we inhabit it and should never take that responsibility lightly.  The old adage of “do the right thing,” certainly applies to all, so the more of us that follow that precept the better the world becomes.  “I’m not my brother’s keeper,” but I can at least watch his back and ask that he do the same for me.  By just doing that we can all make life more compassionate with fewer unnecessary pitfalls along the way.  Being a good minded rebel in this way can serve our best interests, just by not “going along to get along;” you see a problem or concern then find a way to highlight it and address it!  Much too often too many people just “blow it off,” and say “it’s not my problem” which is the exact opposite way to look at things if we really care about our lives and the state of affairs in our daily activities.

Yes, instead we must be next to “still waters” as often as we can be to restore our souls with the light of love from the eternal, which shines down upon us always if we will seek it in our hearts.  Because it is there in our purest heart that lays the connection to the Great One, the Most High, which is the source of all wisdom and eternal love.  Don’t be so caught up in this material life that you lose sight of this, because it is plain to see how dangerous and unkind this earthly man-made system is, especially if you are seeking the “light of truth and justice” that only God can provide, nothing else can or will.  Trust in Him,as you move forward in your day, a day of promise and hope.”

Lawrence Morra  8/11/2019

 

The Good Old Days and Good Folks

“if only I can be half the man my father was!”

I had responded to a post on LinkedIn this week and just today seeing that a man that had left some good commentary on the post to which I had left some typical for me lengthy text, now was overwhelmed with some thoughts and feeling coming at me from my past during my childhood and what I thought and still hold near and dear to my heart about my parents and their generation, as well as seeing so many wrong people out in our society now that are on the attack and have no concept or love of any of the things that matter and brought us all to this point making America the Great Nation that it is! I do hope something in my words today will ignite a spark of appreciation in you and that you will also find the time to watch the movie I mention; I think it will help you understand where I’m coming from and how people should all wake up if they haven’t already!

Jimmy: just caught up, for some reason I didn’t get this update notification until today? But, thank you and I agree with what you say here, I think the good news especially is that you’re straightforward and forthright, two qualities I love to see in men first of all because that reminds me of my Dad who was “the best of the best,” a great guy and a real man!  Everybody loved my Dad and most of all they all respected him because they knew him well enough to know he was a man of honesty and integrity!  I used to hear him saying in conversations with different people as I was growing up, “I’m not half the man my father was!”  Dear God now with a tear in my eye I hear him in my heart and say the say darn thing, “if only I can be half the man my father was!”

He fought in WWII and those people back then men and women were so amazing to me, sure they weren’t perfect or even close but wow what character and integrity most of them had and how they were always willing to sacrifice even their lives without hesitation to protect their loved ones and this Great Nation; “such good decent folks.”  My Dad actually had some young lady at the city clerk’s office fudge some document so he could hurry up and go fight in the war as he was only 16!  What the hell, then when that fact caught up with him he was already fighting in the Pacific Theater and his CO had communications dispatched to his parents as he had turned 17 during the fighting and if they gave their permission he could stay and serve!  My grandfather signed but my grandma didn’t!  Dad stayed in the war the whole duration and saw buddies die or even get pulled under by sharks in the ocean; and now I cry because Dad told me many of them the last thing they cried out was, “Mom or Mother!”

Then after the war he came back and went right to work holding down two jobs and buying a house for Mom and went on to raise six children and never complained!  Not even with his severe back trouble when he would walk out in the morning going to work bent in half and tell me, “don’t worry about me son you do good in school, I’ll be fine and straighten out as the day progresses!”  Robert Mitchum an actor many of us boomers know of and one of my favorites of the old days, left home at 16 and headed to California riding the rail system hopping freight trains which his dad had worked on but was killed in a rail yard accident just a few years prior.  Mitchum did some amateur boxing matches along the way to make a few bucks, then shortly after arriving in California he was spotted as a potential great image for the silver screen and hooked up with the right people to start as a heavy or outlaw in western movies.  But then, he too signed up and fought in the war!  I say all this because I wish the younger kids girls and boys would all learn this stuff and really get their minds and hearts right so they too can be strong good people as Men that do what is required to make a difference, and Women that can have the wonderful qualities that so many of our Mothers had and some still do!  I appreciate that you said the things that you did and the others here too, because it got me wanting to say something important that I feel and I hope many folks out there will spread the good that all those old timers paid forward for us, and that we all make our deposits into the trust fund for the future generations and we should pray that God will bless we humans and this weary world to not suffer too much!  God Bless!

BTW one of my all-time favorite older classic films that Mitchum starred in with a beautiful British born performer that made it big in those days out in Hollywood, Deborah Kerr; “Heaven knows Mr. Allison.”  It’s a movie about a WWII marine who gets stranded on an Island with a nun in the middle of the war during a bloody campaign by the Japanese to take possession of an island to use as a weather station outpost within a chain of Pacific islands!  I love that story and the time period it depicts, along with it’s having a religion component that fits wonderfully with it all, and how it’s a great transformational process for these two good souls caught up in a living hell that mankind seems so good at creating.  I have a DVD of the film and I think I’m going to watch it again for probably the 25th time this weekend during the heat wave; which is very fitting as how the Pacific where the story takes place although it was actually filmed on the islands of Trinidad and Tobago, has much of the weather we are now experiencing, so the mood is set.  I love the end of the film and the words spoken with fine performances; along with the superb John Huston direction making it all so wonderful and uplifting, just beautiful!  A 1957 movie trailer said, “1944, in South Pacific, the castaway Marine Corporal Allison drifts in a raft to the Tuasiva Island, where he meets Sister Angela.”

I include here a link to a Blog that did a wonderful layout about the film and its background on Deborah Kerr’s 95th birthday!  I know you will find this article interesting and the movie will touch you deeply as well as inspire!

Lawrence Morra

PS I love these people then, now and forever; and all who will strive to follow suit!

 

https://back-to-golden-days.blogspot.com/2016/09/film-friday-heaven-knows-mr-allison-1957.html

BRAIN WASHED SHEEPLE

high tech “everything out in the open and in your face 24/7 blasting of the brains of humans from childhood to when they die”

Here’s what I finally had to say about a discussion about a female sexual predator case on the posts after this counterpart of mine said something very wise!

First her comment: “which explains WHAT HAS HAPPENED & continue to happen/and be done with and to AMERICANS and (at least to a large degree if not fully) to the majority of people in the Western world.  Attention: Wealth, Education & Social Position will not save you from being brainwashed and totally brainwashed till your brain becomes tabula rasa–dead as a stone.”

Wow; you’ve got to be making some good friends in the world because you made one here; and I don’t say that easily to most people!  You just hit the proverbial nail on the head in regard to the underbelly of what is really going on in our conscious and subconscious narratives in this high tech everything out in the open and in your face 24/7 blasting of the brains of humans from childhood to when they die, but we always stop to point a finger or two and even punch some MF’s in the face for stepping over the line, but we ignored all the sign posts all over the place and the big F-N hole in our own personal credibility even if for only being such dumb asses all along!  Time to clean up the act but that won’t come easy because this insane world we live in is based on Money and Power and them’s that got it and them’s that don’t!

This paradigm is screwed from the GET GOES!  How do we fix stupid and totally broken?  Can’t; not anytime soon folks!  So we shovel some shit into the furnace for today then pat ourselves on the back for not letting some of that shit get loose when all along the shit is stacked higher than the clouds!  We live in shit and eat it without even knowing it or in the least admitting it!

Like in the old Francis Ford Coppola film “Apocalypse Now,” Dennis Hopper says the line when talking to Martin Sheen about crazy Col. Walter Kurtz, “This is the way the fucking world ends.  Look at this fucking shit we’re in man.  Not with a bang, but with a whimper.  And with a whimper, I’m fucking splitting, Jack.” He sees all the hell but isn’t willing to help the Capt. take down the “Mad Dog” or out of control “evil renegade commander” that the CIA and the entire Pentagon want offed anyway possible, killed!

Is that what we have here shit stacked so high that everyone figures it’s not my problem so I’m out of here or what’s the use anyway?  It seems like it’s all relative or in a sense relativity, if you think you’re not part of it then it must be a time warp and you just can’t do anything about such a thing, or maybe this is a better way of saying it, let’s KICK the MFING can down the road till we need to blow somebody else up so we can say, “see, there we did something about this mess!”   Aren’t, we all so nice and trying hard to live right; NOT!

Lawrence Morra

Amended on July 17, 2019 due to some commentary I had to leave with another blogger’s post that ties right into this subject and narrative!

You’ve published your photos and advocated for one thing or another have you not?  So to me you have become a public image shared by virtual strangers and trust being in the public forum discussing personal circumstances or even missteps, which is sharing what was once held as private domain.  What the hell is the point to having a personal life if one forfeits privacy and shares personal life with strangers?  I see how the movie stars of yesteryear used to be famous and quite good at what they did on the silver screen gaining fame and fortune and a public that adored them.  But then, they were very guarded with personal circumstances and family keeping those things in their inner most sanctum private as best they could because the two lives the one up on the screen and the one at home with family were two different things or worlds if I can say it that  way.  I just see way too many people all over the net being idiots in my book pretending this or that or seeking ways to get more likes.  For shits sake I was wrapping myself up in trying to help animals, something I’ve done all my adult life and then getting in tune with certain persons online or groups I found that they were so self-serving or only interested in getting more popularity!  HUMILITY is what I respect not all these people online saying look at me or I have 100,000 followers and the like!  And most of the animal rights people were hell-bent on saving any animal that I or anyone brought to the public’s attention on the cyber venue but those same people most of them females were doing nothing for and wouldn’t if I asked them to help the UNBORN babies, even now day of delivery in New York and other crazy places!  That spoke volumes to me and made me weak in my knees and sick to my stomach both figuratively and literally, then I blew my lid and was freaking mad at people and still am for allowing this shit to come upon us all; and all because each person was way too busy self-serving and getting what they could of material value or boosting egos!   “Humility” is in short supply in this world of take, take and get what you can while you can!

Look at scum like the Clinton’s or Obama’s and the Bushes too, all wealthy because somewhere along the line they saw a way to screw the public over and get rich in the process while lying through their teeth!  Again I say, look at all these people online saying look at me or I have 100,000 followers and the like! SO WHAT, it means nothing in the reality of what is meant to be important and a person’s worth.  Lots of “lip service” too, people will say this or that and behind closed doors something totally different is going on!  You try and tell me how you separate the BS from the GENUINE AUTHENTIC TRUTH? ONLINE it’s VIRTUALLY IMPOSSIBLE!  So, you end up taking things for face value as to what is said, but how is that worth anything?  It’s not, because I know people in actual life that talk shit and are as phony as a three dollar bill.  If you take things for face value then you are being foolish on the web, the “cyber spider’s web,” or if you don’t do that then you are filling your head with worthless garbage trying to have a life of value in an artificial “disingenuous” world of BS and Lies with a smidgen of truth here or there!

Come on, in this secular modern world you or anyone isn’t going to tell me that it’s all cool and no worries and I’m going to suck it up, no way, no how!  I’m not falling for this load of horse shit that the public is sucking up as fast as it can be fed to them!  You’re all becoming a mob of SHEEPLE, being primed and prepared for slaughter!  I’d venture to guess that at least 90% of what you hear on the net is BS just like Madison Avenue hype and propaganda to promote products, that which we people “CONSUMERS” have become, being brainwashed and fed continuous trash,  now even we the “products” to be implemented online to draw in attention and DOLLARS!  We live in a world of “money makes the world go round” and now it’s truer than ever with the cyber world.  Capturing an audience on handheld devices now is a 24/7 trillion dollar industry with clowns like Mark Zuckerberg the punk kid that became a billionaire overnight for what?  He is worthless, and less than that to me!  Sold his soul to Satan the material God!  I don’t listen to punk ass dips shits like him about anything.  ZERO character and substance with that bought and paid for tool.  Like I was saying about the animal rights cause or even the Sierra Club which has now become a front for political activists and radicals who promote multiple warped and twisted agendas in society, but use the nature and wildlife theme to drawn in millions from saps to be used for political agendas; in other words what used to be an organization about hiking trails and preservation of open space has now morphed into a corrupted scheme by many nefarious persons to bilk others or get their way and more MONEY, and along with that POWER, and the internet has made this all possible practically overnight!

The shit is stacking up so high in this modern twisted high tech world that there is only one way it can end up!  And that day is coming fast, we are looking straight into the face of “Armageddon” and doing nothing about it, just like the deer in the headlights which I’ve personally witnessed driving semi’s and now witness in an upside-down culture of trickery and stupidity!  Practically everyone is too busy sticking their head into the cyber trap and doing jack about the REAL DEAL!  Trump and Pompeo and a few others with them may be able to kick some butt, although I’m sorry to say the cat is out of the bag and much too big for anyone now to contain.  TOO LITTLE TOO LATE!!!

PS If I have challenged you with my abrupt and even harsh rhetoric then good; because we all need to be, all, and as a matter of fact we all need to be chastised and corrected because we are doing wrong, every one of us is screwing up in some way or at some moment!  Sure we are imperfect and human and can make mistakes but much of the wrong people are doing is avoidable and inexcusable and that gets into being evil, which I’ve experienced in my midst and people were evil with political wicked agendas and out to protect their own bottom line of past corruption and continuing nefarious ways.  I’ll say this and leave it to anyone reading all of this, dump all I said and me into your own private garbage pail, but I think we all need a WAKE UP CALL, me INCLUDED!