What a world we are in these days. Praise God for prayer!
Grand. Lord, there is much rending of clothing and gnashing of teeth here in my hometown of Dallas. The epitome of wealth, style and good taste, Neiman Marcus is closing its flagship downtown store after over 100 years of standing. I rarely spent my hard-earned money at Neiman’s when I could get a perfectly good church outfit at K-Mart. However, on occasion, it was a treat to receive a gift from that mighty retailer. Or to eat at the fancy restaurant there with my Sunday School class during Christmas. (Even though it was called The Zodiac Room, which I found rather unchristian.) I realize that there will still be other Neiman Marcus stores in our midst, but it’s like Roslyn Carter passing away and saying that there are still other First Ladies alive. We’re losing a beloved, cherished Grande Dame like no other before. The other stores just ain’t the same. I’m going to pray that the Landlord who refused to renew the lease on the store be stricken with an affliction in their nether regions. Let us pray.
Gulf. I haven’t seen this much ado about Gulf since that blue and orange service station went away. Why is it necessary to rename a body of water anywhere? JFK could have changed the name of the Caribbean to the Bay of Pigs, but he restrained. Jesus could have renamed the Dead Sea after His resurrection, but he had other fish to fry. Being from Texas, I have spent my life knowing that if I go to Galveston and don my one-piece bathing suit with the modesty skirt, I will frolic in the Gulf of Mexico. Why do I have to call it the Gulf of America? If we are going to do that, then why bother with the people trying to cross the border if they’re coming from near the waters of AMERICA and not Mexico? I just don’t get it. I suggest that if our government wishes to make random name changes to bodies of water, why not stick closer to Washington? I suggest changing Chesapeake Bay to Cheapskate Bay or the Potomac River to the Myopic River. Makes more sense.
Geographic. And while we’re on the topic of seawater, let us see another example of where the level of idiocy in our midst is mind-boggling. This story comes to us from the resort islands of Turks and Caicos. A tourist was attacked by a shark while trying to get an up-close photograph of said shark. Idiot. It’s the same level of stupidity when tourists are trampled by bison and elk, who clearly don’t feel photogenic. I, personally, don’t even want to SEE a shark, much less snap a selfie with one. I can just imagine the thoughts going through that fish’s snout. “Lady, are you nuts? I may not smile for your photo, but you’re about to get very intimate with my teeth!” I am certainly in prayer for her recovery. But let us all learn a lesson here. The next time you want an up-close photo with a wild creature, I suggest you copy and paste it from National Geographic!
