Posts Tagged ‘the past’

God is a Republican?

// September 3rd, 2009 // 4 Comments » // My Thoughts

Over the past 2000 some odd years Christians have always been an eccentric group but I have to admit, I think we got dumber once we got to America.  It seems the longer we stay in America the dumber we get!  God is not a Republican People!    This may offend you or make you think differently about me but I have some news for you.  God is Pro Choice.  He is the original Pro Choice supporter.  He decided to allow you to make ANY choice!  you can choose to kill, or heal, or love, or hate, or steal or deal, or make or break, you can fly or flunk or vote or hope but the choice is yours and yours alone! (sounds a little Dr Seuss eh?) My point is … that the freedom to do good or bad is unquestionably given to us by God, our countries leaders knew that. But somewhere somebody decided that it was our jobs as Christians to be the moral police for the USA… NOT OUR JOB!   Do you honestly think that God intended to create the world, give everyone the freedom to choose right or wrong and then let YOU decide what they could and couldn’t do so that your religious panties would not get bunched up?  Why do  you think that Jesus ALWAYS rebuked the pharasees?  They were religious zealots that sought to control the population with laws that were never intended by God.  Look I love all these great christian leaders that keep telling you that we need to prevent same sex marriage, abortion, etc.. etc… but the fact is that they are incredibly short sighted.  It has been  proven over and over you cannot legislate morality!  The world will do what they want, and we as Christians should be there to pick up the pieces for them.  Look at prohibition,  abortion, homosexuality, same sex marriage,   every time those issues are subjected to intense scrutiny and outrage by well meaning “christian” activists, it only serves to alienate that group of people from Christians even further.   I would bet $1000 dollars that you take a few fishermen and start protesting their fishing as evil and ungodly and those previously harmless fishermen will become pitchfork bearing villagers bent on eradicating every christian in sight.

So before you get up on your conservative high horse and begin railing on me for being a liberal, or a democrat, or a heretic or whatever, hear me out.

I think that everyone should have the right to do what they like… just like God Created us. This works fine… the world takes care of these things naturally… they don’t want to bother with religion. i.e.  you kill someone you will probably end up dead or in jail-pretty much happens all over the world. The thing is you get religion involved with making laws… and you end up with “King James” you know… the guy that created a Church State and killed people for not attending the State Churches?  This is the same Guy we ran away from to America and decided that “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof”  It wasn’t the state that was the problem in the first place… it was religion all along.

Religious zealots killed Jesus
Religious zealots started the bloody crusades
Religious zealots persecuted protestants
Religious zealots have alienated homosexuals
Religious zealots are unreasonable
Religious zealots are unmerciful
Religious zealots are intolerant of anything except what they believe
Religious zealots bomb abortion clinics

So when you get all excited and worked up and angry about how all of these groups are attacking your morals and fundamental beleifs remember… we fired the first shots in this war… and God never authorized the war.

Tags: activists, Art, choice, christian, christians, conservative, Dr Seuss, exercise, Fun, God, jesus, Love, pharasees, Religion, the past

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Waiver of Parental Rights

// August 31st, 2009 // 6 Comments » // My Confessions, My Life

I am thinking tonight about Abraham, walking up the hill to sacrifice his firstborn son, his only heir. These days God doesn’t just stop by for a visit and start up the conversation “I need you to make a sacrifice for me”, there are no stone altars, or rams caught in the thicket in the nick of time. There are lawyers and loafers, children and adults, men, and women, all in some way seeking their own interests. These days the issues are clouded and principals are less important. Being right, or winning, or out maneuvering your opponent is more important. These days if you do something wrong, just be sure you file the paperwork right and everything will be easy like butter. What you don’t say is more important than what you do say, and how you don’t say it is even more important! It is not doing the right thing but looking like you are doing the right thing while you are cashing out on someone else’s misfortune.

As I looked at the “waiver of parental rights” affidavit that old feeling came over me… the cold clammy fingers of fear and dread gripped over my heart squeezing it until my throat felt like I was swallowing a baseball. “It has come to this…” I breathed. There are really no words to express the feeling of being asked to sign a piece of paper that legally divorces you from your own child. The reality is that there are no words for these types of things at all… How horrible of a parent do you have to be for such a document to be necessary? Where is the rope that you grab to keep you from falling further down the nightmarish rabbit hole, where big is little and up is down? Perspective is all a matter of reality suddenly… the reality is that you have to make a choice… you have to think about “that which you would never willingly conceive of in your mind”… I am a man of reason, so how do you list your priorities and mark them off until you reach a reasonable decision? How… How do you even think about trying to choose?

The phone rings…he says it is what he wants, I will still be his dad… just not on paper.
I look at the paper… everyone says… fight! and win! God is for you! but the many years of seemingly good choices are dulled by a foggy perception…It is like looking back on a mine field where I stepped on every single mine and somehow survived. How can any choice be a good choice once you make the choice to walk through a minefield? I put my hand up to the past and turn away… “no” I cannot go there… others claim to remember it better than I do… and different… so different that I doubt myself… I wonder how my heart can be so sincere and yet so faulty… as faulty as my memory? The phone rings… he has questions… why I made choices… why I didn’t make others… I honestly don’t know… The questions are perfect and concise…. the type that don’t need answers… just delivery.

I sit… I sign. I sign the “waiver of parental rights” I go see a notary and look for the judgement on his face as he notarizes the “waiver of parental rights” I go to the post office and the postal worker drags the “waiver of parental rights” out of my resistant hand with a quizzical look. As the envelope leaves my hand my mind hears the deafening chorus of the abandoned as they scream at me of the fear of the unknown. I smile at the postal worker like a victim with a gun in his back as I swipe my card to pay the postage for the “waiver of parental rights”

The phone rings… people say… “you did the right thing” some of them are the same people that said “fight and win!” I think about all the times I have ignored the council of “Job’s Friends” thinking to have done the right thing, only to be found here apparently winning their approval… I value it little.. I value it less than little. I close my eyes to imagine a simpler time when life was catching toads and building forts.

(This post is a very real and honest post that describes the events surrounding the day that I actually did sign a “waiver of parental rights” for my first born son Collin James Carroll. My Ex-wife continues to actively read this blog and pass along my confessions that are meant for your encouragement as information that causes him to question my character and loyalty to him. My reasons for this post are not for the sake of drama, or sympathy, or counsel. I am simply hoping that through this post that you gain an insight and understanding possibly an empathy for those that are facing similar issues in life.)

Tags: Art, blog, choice, choices, dad, doing the right thing, dread, fear, friends, God, perception, perspective, sacrifice, sin, the past

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Bing

// June 7th, 2009 // No Comments » // My Favorites

Just in case you haven’t already heard about it Microsoft has released a new search engine that just might have enough gumption to take back some market share from Google… seeing that Google has over 80% of the market share of search … the competition may urge Google to make a few updates instead of resting on their laurels!   I love Google to death but they have not made many changes in the past few years… but who can blame them! if it ain’t broke don’t fix it! so with no further ado!

BING.COM

Check it out!

Tags: Love, microsoft, search engine, the past

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Unplugged Takes Shape, Flexing My Muscles With WordPress

// April 19th, 2009 // 3 Comments » // My Life

Well even though I am an IT Guy there are a few things I avoid… one of them being webdesign, which is initially why when I decided to blog I chose blogger as my platform. Over the past few months I have been urged by many fellow bloggers to move to wordpress. I have to admit, I was concerned about moving the blog to a completely different platform and ruining what was already working fine. The only thing that was left was to try out wordpress and see if it was what everyone was making it out to be.. so I headed over to GoDaddy.com Hosting Plans
and decided to take a look. One of the cool things about GoDaddy.com is that they provide a 1-click install of WordPress on your domain and they give you some free advertising on Facebook, so for less than a hundred bucks I had a domain name, and a hosting plan, free advertising, and my blog was practically set up for me! I easily found templates and plugins that suited my needs and WOW! what a selection! With a little bit of hard work and minimal webdesign on my part I had a pretty snazzy blog up in no time.

There are some big changes here on Unplugged! The archives are in a word… Awesome! take a look and see for yourself on the “Archive” Tab. There is also tons of ways to get to my older posts. The biggest struggle is deciding what to leave out because there are so many cool features… so explore and let me know what you like! and thanks for reading and commenting on my articles. My primary goal at unplugged is to challenge you to be authentic, and transparent, and free from all the misconceptions that we easily accept as truth these days.

Tags: Art, blog, dad, facebook, God, misconceptions, moving, sin, the past, truth, unplugged, Wordpress

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The Kind Gothic Guy

// March 30th, 2009 // 3 Comments » // My Thoughts

I was driving home the other day… the snow was coming down in torrents… almost like ready-made snowballs if that could happen :) with snow falling this thick the roads quickly become an ice rink with cars sliding and bumping around like ungraceful hockey pucks. It is fairly common to see cars sprinkled in the ditches along the side of the road. As I passed one such car hopelessly stuck deep in a ditch.. the driver unharmed but very unhappy.. .the following story came to mind… so with that I will share it!

Kind Gothic Guy?

Kind Gothic Guy

There was once a man named Ed that traveled the same road every day to work and back home. He was very familiar with the road and often drove it without thinking. One day a heavy snow started falling while he was driving home and he misjudged the slickness of the road. In an instant he was in the ditch on the side of the road and hopelessly stuck.

following close after and watching the slow slide of the car into the ditch… the pastor of a church slowed down and swerved into the other lane to avoid the sliding car…. he watched as the poor sap slid into in the ditch… “that crazy moron… he should know better than driving so fast! when will these people learn?! well there is nothing I can do for him… besides he probably has a cellphone and is calling the towtruck”

a little later a member of the pastor’s church came driving by… he happened to be on his cellphone with the pastor at that very moment… “Man this snow is really coming down… you will never believe… some moron is out in the ditch over here at the intersection… oh you saw him do it!? how funny! man it’s got to be a bummer for him!”

Soon afterward a junky car passed by… as it neared the stranded car the junky car stopped and a strange Gothic guy got out… he had black eyeliner and tons of tattoos! quite a few metal spikes embedded in his skin. He walked down into the ditch… and up to the stranded car. “Hey man! you ok?” he asked
“umm.. yes… yes I am ok… ” Ed answered..
“well it looks like you are stuck pretty good! you need a ride somewhere? or somethin??” the Gothic guy asked
“well you see I called the tow truck and they said they would be here in about 3 hours” Ed seemed pretty bummed.
“well lets go get a cup of coffee and call the dispatcher and tell them to call you when the towtruck heads this way.” the Gothic guy answered.

So they headed off to the coffee shop and had a cup of coffee…Ed found out his new friends name was Mack. When the dispatcher called Ed back He and Mack started back to the standed car… once the car was safely out of the ditch and Ed was ready to go.. the men shook hands and parted ways.

an hour later Ed was relating his story to the people in his small group… about how a crazy looking Gothic guy came and helped him when he was stranded on the side of the road… the entire time he related his story … the pastor and the small group leader seemed a little preoccupied.

Mack however still had 6 long hours of driving ahead of him…before he got home.

sound familiar?

Jason Carroll

Jason the bald guy
jasonthebaldguy.com

Tags: Art, friends, Fun, Mac, the past

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CauseAidan…. (Autism and acceptance)

// March 28th, 2009 // 9 Comments » // My Life

Aidan

Aidan

I recently realized that in all of my blogging I was unintentionally leaving out an enormous chunk of my life, my family. The subject of my family is rich with so many moments of joy, fascination, revelation, exasperation..the list goes on… all of these experiences are often the motivation for the things that I write.

I was meant to be a daddy. From an early age, I wanted children of my own, to hold and hug and put to bed at night… there is nothing in the world like looking into the eyes of your children and seeing the unwavering trust and love of a heart that is fully devoted to you. It is the blessing of being a father.

Aidan my 6 year old is Autistic, he is the most perfect child you can ask for… he is perfectly loving… perfectly adorable… and perfectly frustrating! Autism spans a wide range of symptoms that are too numerous to name and vary from child to child. From about the age of 7 months Aidan began to show signs of delayed development… and has consistently fallen further and further behind the development curve over the past 5 years. He has struggled with communication and sensory issues and has yet to gain more than a few pounds per year… topping out at 32 pounds this year, the size of a healthy three year old.

We coined a phrase not long back that effectively captures the spirit of things in our household… “CauseAidan…” It seems odd at first look… I admit… but try it on just a little. “Honey where is the stack of CD’s that I set here a minute ago?” the answer… ” I have no idea! I am sure they are destroyed somewhere CauseAidan….” I think you get the idea… Lots of things happen Cause’Aidan!

Well recently Aidan received the official diagnosis of ASD (Autistic Spectrum Disorder) which hopefully opens up several opportunities to connect with foundations that can give us tools to learn more about Autism and be prepared for the dangers ahead… and beleive me there are dangers! In just reading through a few Autism websites they are full of stories about Autistic children wandering off and getting lost… leaving the house at night while everyone is asleep.. Crazy stuff… we have to give information to the police now so that “when” Aidan wanders off they can more efficiently find him quickly…I am getting stressed out just thinking about it now!

There are so many things to do… we currently rent so we must soon buy a house that we can modify so that he has a room that is a “safe place” for him and to properly protect him from wandering off… we also want to purchase a service dog that will stay with him and will assist him in making good choices, and prevent him from wandering off.. he needs special toys that help him learn… and we need special classes just to keep up with him and deal with discipline and emotional issues… the amount of things to do and information to absorb is absoulutely staggering! to complicate things the costs of these things are far in excess of what my salary can provide… so we must depend on the provision of God… through hard work and determination and faith we know that Aidan will have what he needs. Our lives are rich with unique experiences and challenges… CauseAidan!

Jason Carroll

Jason the bald guy
jasonthebaldguy.com

Tags: anger, Art, Autism, beleive, blog, choice, choices, dad, dog, Faith, Family, God, Love, sin, spirit, stress, the past

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