The Planet of Cham

I am a multitasker. This morning I was sitting in the kitchen editing some video while drinking coffee, reading, and listening to the TV. As I was doing this, I locked in on an interview with Shirley McLane on TV. Now for most of you, she is probably to old of an actor for you to know. Anyway, her spirituality is based on psychic energy, crystals, and UFOs.

     During the interview I locked in on, she was explaining to the host how she sees UFOs all the time. She sees them on her ranch, on outings, pretty much everywhere. She claims they are all around. So.., the interesting thing to me was when the host looked to the audience and asked, "how many of you in the audience believe in UFOs?" You here 1 or 2 fearful claps among the mass of people. Most of the their faces (thank God for Tivo for me to rewind this event) were like "girl, what'chu been smokin?" They looked at her as a freak for believing in something that was "off the chart". I thought the same thing.

     This got me thinking. We look at people who believe in "things" like that and automatically assume they are "out there". I think the interesting thing is most people on this earth believe in UFOs...Unidentified Failing Objects (not to be corny). Hear me out. As crazy as it seems to believe in little green men, could it be just as crazy for people to revolve their life around "failing objects", "temporal objects"? What do you mean? I walk this world daily and see people who have addictions, who have greed, who have hurt that is filled briefly with things that seem to fix it but doesn't, and those who just fill it with stuff. You ask them "is that what life is about...the stuff?" They probably would say yeah. Shouldn't we look at that as being crazy as we would look at someone who believes in aliens? Shouldn't we feel a deep sense of pity for those filling their hurt and hollowness with "junk"? They are basing their entire life around "things" that will not go beyond 80 years old (if they make it to human life expectancy). They believe that if I gain this or that, or fill my life with that or this, then life will pan out, I will be happy. Failing Objects...so many chase them as passionate as real UFO hunters..and yet we don't find that weird. We don't find that disturbing. It should make one think, why do I chase things? Why was I created with this desire to chase, to fill, to find a permanent fix. I think the answer is to the Heavens, to the One who made them. No matter what you fill your life with (UFOs), you are not going to be content if it doesn't have Jesus Christ in it (in the CENTER). You will just chase and chase things with no ends and no reality unless you lay it down and place your purpose seeking heart into the hands of God.  Anyway, this may be out there like UFOs, but it is what happens when you don't proof read, lack in sleep, hyped on caffeine, and editing. 

"You can have it all. My empire of dirt." ~ Johnny Cash