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Donna,
Why are you thinking Mother waited until after Dad died before writing out a gift check to The First United Methodist Church of Prescott Arkansas we grew up with? The checks are still the same checks even before Dad died?
An even better question: Why would Mother be telling me that she was going to be making out a check to The First United Methodist Church of Prescott Arkansas in the amount of ten thousand dollars? When knowing full well, even at the time, how I felt about our Christians?
"We could cremate him...in the coffin..after the church service?"
~(Our Mother)~
"BUT THAT DEFEATS THE WHOLE PURPOSE!!!"
~(My Big SIster)~
Remember now! We went against Dad's wishes and honored Mother's instead when we'd buried him in a box..
The Rich and the Kingdom of God
16 Just then a man came up to Jesus and asked, “Teacher, what good thing must I do to get eternal life?”
17 “Why do you ask me about what is good?” Jesus replied. “There is only One who is good. If you want to enter life, keep the commandments.”
18 “Which ones?” he inquired.
Jesus replied, “‘You shall not murder, you shall not commit adultery,you shall not steal, you shall not give false testimony, 19 honor your father and mother,’[c] and ‘love your neighbor as yourself.’[d]”
20 “All these I have kept,” the young man said. “What do I still lack?”
21 Jesus answered, “If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.”
22 When the young man heard this, he went away sad, because he had great wealth.
23 Then Jesus said to his disciples, “Truly I tell you, it is hard for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of heaven. 24 Again I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.”
25 When the disciples heard this, they were greatly astonished and asked, “Who then can be saved?”
26 Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.”
Here's the bottom line; this money is no longer Dad's, it's ours. Only problem... IS... that we, unless possible you and David colluding with Mother having the will changed, can't get our fricking hands on this money until Mother kicks the bucket! Or writes us a gift check.
Since I have absolute no source of incoming income except for these occasional gift checks from Mother, which is humiliating, plus yet to have anything happen giving me hope of a mid-life crisis career change to one more political/religious in nature as I really do believe I have a story needing told, Mother is correct; I do need money to be able staying in my house.
Money equals time...period. It also makes it more difficult, not only getting off the Crystal Meths, but staying off it as well.
So I deposited the fourteen thousand dollar gift check from Mother; then went ahead and donated ten thousand dollars online to Georgia Innocence Project.
Now we will just have to wait and see how much the fine will be at the end of my court hearing this upcoming Friday January 20th, 2017. These Emory Methodist neighbors of mine seem pretty determined seeing to it this property changes ownership. Thought it be fun spicing it up a bit. Especially considering Georgia Innocence Project being so "essential".
Sincerely yours,
Your Little Baby Brother.
P.S.
After having witnessed one evening as I sat at the kitchen table doing my homework, Mother and Dad colluding together as they went through a stack of announcements sorting out the graduating seniors...they...were supposed to know from the ones only trying to get a gift from Dad for no other reason than Dad having "BEN" the doctor who delivered them; don't be so sure of Dad never approving of his money being donated to Georgia Innocence Project.
WE...could at least pretend that we believe in purgatory.
Well...at least I can.
Next time you visit Mother at Prescott, could you look through Dad's old medical books on the top shelf of the built in desk my bedroom. If the gynecology book is still there, send it to me please. I may have developed far behind my peers socially, but at least I knew what every venereal disease looked like in black and white long before Mark Brown even knew what "grabbing them by the pussy" looked like in color. Interesting. Wasn't she the one driving the car behind his that night he got hit by a train passing through town? He would have been the valedictorian.
What a dumbass!
Tell Mother I said, "Donna...MOTHER SCARES ME TOO!"
However...I am able pretending Dad's in purgatory.
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You better stop donating the checks to different causes because mom might stop sending them to you! She is sending them to help you stay in your house. Please let me know how your court date comes out!!
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LOL
You're so funny Donna.
But they do help me stay in my house. If only we could somehow get others doing the same; like a charitable trust fund the Protestant Churches do with endowments they receive from which I get to withdraw a modest amount for living expenses...tax free?
As big a fit I'm giving these culturally arrogant progressives elitist neighbors of mine, god knows the conservatives should at least be paying me for it; most especially Erin Mihelic, that Lipstick on a Pitbull neighbor of mined married to Snow White and the Two Min Pins.
"I guess he's not going to be getting in then!"
Boy was Mother right when I tried discussing my understanding of Purgatory using Dad as an example,
Your Little Baby Brother
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