Jack’s Winning Words 10/30/20

“Where there is no imagination there is no horror.”  (Arthur Conan Doyle)  Tomorrow’s Halloween, the scariest day of the year.  Spiders, black cats, ghouls...Oooooh!  For me, I don’t like fake vomit (or real, either).  It was suggested that my daughter change her address because it contained the numbers, 666.  The Hound of the Baskervilles, both as a book and a movie, really took hold of my imagination…a fake dog, but no fake fear.  What causes goose pimples for you?  ;-)  Jack  

FROM WILLMAR REV:  The first thought that crossed my mind this morning regarding "what causes goose pimples for you?" was delivering a death notification yesterday to a friend that his wife had purposely walked out in front of train a few hours previously. He and his wife are very close friends of mine for many years. She has always seemed to be a very positive person and in her late 60's; however, she had been suffering for over a year with dilapidating health problems.  0:-/===JACK:  NOW that even causes goose bumps for me.  When it comes to meeting people in their needs...Lutheran or AG?  It doesn't really matter, does it?  

FROM ST PAUL IN ST PAUL:  getting out of the shower when the room temp is much too cool:):):)  ===JACK:  ...or, getting out of the shower and looking in the mirror.===SP:  that is when you are sooo  glad the mirror is all steamed over!  

FROM NORM'S BLOG:  There is an interesting, and one might say necessary, interplay between imagination and faith. Indeed faith cannot become strong in someone’s life without imagination. Religion is built upon things that we cannot physically see; rather we must believe and try to  imagine what God and Heaven and other major part of our religious beliefs must be like. That is both good and bad – good because our imagination allows us to wrap our heads around what would otherwise be enigmatic, but bad because it confines our understanding to the pitiful limitations of our own imaginations.  We are told that we will experience a peace in the afterlife that is beyond understanding and then we try to imagine what that must feel like. We are told that Jesus has gone to prepare a place for us in his Father’s hose, a place with many rooms and we imagine a giant Motel 6. We buy into the cartoon images of people with wings standing around talking to each other and the thought that we will again “see” everyone who has gone before us, as if we are at a vast family reunion.

FROM DR J:  I like that one. Autumn is my favorite time of the year!