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Larry Tucker
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Date Posted: 20:19:04 03/30/02 Sat
This is my first posting. I'm 53, single, a common guy, an office worker in Fort Myers, Florida. Not sure if I even belong here but as I read over the postings I got to thinking of a long time ago when I was growing up in New England back in the 1950's. We were poor and I would make the bike trek to the little Methodist church in town. I couldn't stand it but I would make many repeated trips. I never liked it because maybe I was odd or whatever, but I found listening to scripture excruciatingly boring. The stories were boring, the verbiage was boring. Somehow it just rang hollow. Eventually I would stop going but would try again in my adolescent years and nothing had changed. By now I had heard about the Maccabees, the Pharisees, the Lot thing with the salt, the loaves and the fishes, oh my gosh. (No offense to anyone, seriously!) I found none of it inspiring except for a few parables and some of the psalms. There would be no church for me for the next many years except for weddings or funerals. By the mid-1980's I was a grown up and would try going to church again, but no, there were never any common sense messages, you know, how a person could improve their self-esteem if there was a lacking, how they could work out a particular problem or let's say, achieve a goal. It just wasn't for me.
In 1987 I made a conscious decision to develop some kind of spiritual program in my life and of course would have no idea where this would lead me. First, I had a willingness to learn and that was a great plus. I sought out a couple others in town here who I knew were on a similar quest. The three of us would meet with the Bible on the table, a couple books by metaphysical authors, we would discuss them, and of course, apply these good principles in our lives. This would continue for a long time. By now I had become familiar with phrases such as all journeys start with one step, everything begins with a thought, and life is action. It was that last one which really thrilled me and does to this day. You see, I pray but not in the laundry-list-beseechment form. I give thanks for the day just completed, I express thanks for the mind I've been given, the ability to use it correctly or incorrectly, and I pray for those who might be less fortunate than myself. Our little group met for a long time but life is constant change as all of us know and each of us went our own way eventually. We still keep in touch. One is quite elderly sharing time with the usual old age infirmities, another went on to get married to a nice gal from the Presbyterian church, and me, oh well, I'm here with my cat of 17 years and very content with my life. I believe I am content because of that conscious decision I made back in 1987. I choose to say that I am quite pleased with the spiritual connection I have made which I continue to keep green. It is not necessary to proclaim it from the rooftops as I have witnessed that the masses really could care less about my spiritual beliefs, I mean, really. It's like the people who want change in their life but are not willing to take right action with which to effectuate such change.
For obvious reasons I've had to encapsulate this treatise lest the connections burn out in this computer.
I should like to wrap this up with one last thought: I never spend much time on those things which I cannot understand or perhaps I am not to understand. This could come in the form of the written word or the spoken word. Oh sure, for the purpose of mind flexing with friends it can be healthy and perhaps a resolution is drawn up which is positive but I come back to those things which have perplexed me at the proper time. Someone said that too much analysis can lead to paralysis and I like to modify that by saying that it leads to confusion, mental congestion, and I like to get to the meat of the matter so I can begin to apply healthy spiritual principles in my life. Life moves at an incredible speed; it did when I was in my 20's and continues to. That's okay because I accept whatever awaits me and I've had a good run. (I've come very close to not sending this but I've gone this far so I had best give it a try.)
And so, to all of you "cool hombres" who I will never personally know, I wish for you your highest good, both personally as well as professionally. Larry Tucker
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