BUT A POOR REFLECTION: My Very Own Moai Statue

Sunday, September 23, 2007

My Very Own Moai Statue

9 comments:

Carol Douglas said...: Very funny! I like it a lot.; 9/24/2007 3:13 am
Anonymous said...: I like it, too. However, you still need to make your statue out of something tangible. Carol used a stuffed toy; you need to use an object. Remember, you wrote:

"...make a picture of your very own Easter Island Statue - made from a potato, a piece of clay or cabbage or any other useful material."

The clock is ticking! ;); 9/24/2007 6:54 pm
Carol Douglas said...: He did use an object--his face!After all, mine is not a "real" stuffed animal either.

Plus, someone in his family may have cooked the potato by now.; 9/24/2007 8:05 pm
Paul said...: Oh no - did I break my own rules?
Don't worry, my potatoe is still waiting for the hand of the MASTER. Be afraid, fellow contenders, be VERY afraid.

By the way: I did use 100% recycled cyberspace for my very own digital moai statue. And I am sure it's not a spiritual image, so it MUST be a material one. And I have a touch screen, so it IS tangible. Right?; 9/24/2007 8:06 pm
Paul said...: @ Carol, thanks for your help - but you are supporting your only competitor - don't you want to win?!; 9/24/2007 8:08 pm
Carol Douglas said...: In this, the World Wrestling Federation of model Maoris, we have to work our audience into a lather. A complete rout by me is not going to do that.

Besides, you really don't think you're going to win, do you?; 9/24/2007 8:15 pm
Carol Douglas said...: Whoops! Accidentally turned an artifact into an indigenous New Zealand tribe with my bad spelling. Sorry about that.; 9/24/2007 8:20 pm
Paul said...: I think that you just discovered the missing link: the maoris made the Moais! Of course! Why didn't we think of that before? I think you must tell the Discovery Chanel about this!
And I hate it that you can't edit comments - you can only delete them without a trace when you are the blog owner... But hey, blogger is still a free service - so no complaining from this Dutchman.; 9/24/2007 8:30 pm
Carol Douglas said...: I don't worry too much about it... I'm not perfect; it adds to my considerable charm.; 9/24/2007 11:47 pm

God loves us

Have you ever wondered why God gives so much? We could exist on far less. He could have left the world flat and grey; we wouldn’t have known the difference. But he didn’t. He splashed orange in the sunrise and cast the sky in blue. And if you love to see geese as they gather, chances are you’ll see that too. Did he have to make the squirrel’s tail furry? Was he obliged to make the birds sing? And the funny way that chickens scurry or the majesty of thunder when it rings? Why give a flower fragrance? Why give food its taste? Could it be he loves to see that look upon your face?

Max Lucado - He Chose the Nails

Sadhu Sundar Singh

I do not condemn theologians wholesale, but it is unfortunately the fashion in Western thinking to doubt and deny everything. I protest this tendency. I never advise anyone to consult theologians, because all too often they have completely lost all sense of spiritual reality. They can explain Greek words and all that, but they spend too much time among their books and not enough time with the Master in prayer. It is not that I oppose all education, but education without life is certainly dangerous. You must stop examining spiritual truths like dry bones! You must break open the bones and take in the life-giving marrow.

Oswald Chambers

In the Bible clouds are always associated with God. Clouds are the sorrows, sufferings, or providential circumstances, within or without our personal lives, which actually seem to contradict the sovereignty of God. Yet it is through these very clouds that the Spirit of God is teaching us how to walk by faith. If there were never any clouds in our lives, we would have no faith. "The clouds are the dust of His feet" (Nahum 1:3). They are a sign that God is there. What a revelation it is to know that sorrow, bereavement, and suffering are actually the clouds that come along with God! God cannot come near us without clouds— He does not come in clear-shining brightness. (Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest, July 29th)