Profanity

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[CM Sackett]

Then you need to go read a BUNCH of your posts here. And recall that thread you started the other day? Now what were you saying sir....

Aye, hence the whole 'butter won't melt in my 'christian' mouth...' sickening mantra (and NOT just for EBH... not by a **** sight).

This quote, that someone just posted on another thread, hits at the core of my firm conviction on the matter at hand...

Prostitutes are in no danger of finding their present life so satisfactory that they cannot turn to God: the proud, the avaricious, the self-righteous, are in that danger. C. S. Lewis

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Dang sackett. Ya caught that before I erased it. But my point was seen by the poster so my work is done!! ****!!

[CM Sackett]

If you want me to remove my post, I surely will...

[trophy8]

No. I'm good
**** it!!

[Silent Assassin]

Dana White is a prime example! :thumbup:

But then again, both of us are **** yankee and talk like a sailor.

Yes, my wife said that I say all of the curse words very clearly and better than I do with any other words.

I do not know why I talk better with sailor's mouth. Beats me!

[CletusBodeen]

I personally try to watch what I'm saying. I'm not perfect and still use words I shouldn't. As long as I'm working on it then I'm headed in a better direction.

[CM Sackett]

EBH just PM'd me... with a tender heart, and an honest regret for any perceived 'offense'.

You'll do, young man. You'll do.

And in answer, NO... you didn't 'offend' me at all (hence my parenthetical statement, above).

What occurred with your post occurred to me... too many times, in my younger days of soldiering for our King. And it brought to mind some of those instances... and the lesson finally learned.

When I was younger, I was Paul's equal in every way when it came to the "GUN-HO!!!" department (I lay no claim to, nor even care to be like him, on the whole. He had his place and work... I have mine). I got a late start in 'sonship'. I was 18 before I surrendered for the first time (I've learned that, for me anyway, it is like Paul... I have to "die daily" - i.e. "surrender". But I digress).

I'd grown up rough, on the streets. And while I'd never been a 'hoodlum', pimp or gutless thug, I was wild and unyielding.

At 15, I wound up in a Boys' Ranch. At 18, through the gentle, wise example of 2 of the VERY FEW church folk I ever came across who proved to be more than just that, I surrendered, obeyed, and hit the ground running.

I worked like a dog building 5-strand, green-breakin' give-away rough stock and chipping bricks (man, was that place big on "chipping bricks"!) to earn the price for a brand new Thompson Chain Reference Bible (one of the other 'brothers' that helped run the place was quite willing to order one for me... but charged me the full $55.00 for it. He proved to be really 'full' of God's love over the years...). I studied that thing 4-5 hours a day/night, seven days a week. And I got busy trying to convert EVERYBODY!

I changed up what I wanted to do with myself (be a car customizer, road racer, and rock star) and headed to a 'christian' college (there is NO SUCH THING... any place you are is only as Christian as YOU make it... for yourself. But I didn't know that, at the time) and enrolled as a "bible/Psych" major (oh yeah, I was gonna 'help the WORLD!').

And with my growing prowess in "bible knowledge" (not to be confused with knowing Him) I was Batt Masterson fast AND ACCURATE at judging any/all who might have been "bringing reproach upon the 'church'"... GOD FORGIVE ME!

I was 4.0 in every bible subject.

I was 2.5... on down in everything else. That's how 'dedicated' I was to learning about Him and His ways.

Fast Forward...

After 4 years of 'christian' "education" and a year at seminary, I got married and went to work... in the real world. I'd had a phenomenal teacher, one of several, at seminary... PERCY KING was his name, God BLESS HIM!!!

Percy asked us on the first day of our hermeneutics class, he said "Boys, what do ya want to be when yer done here?" (he was a ******* from way back)

One by one everyone said "Preacher!"

Percy got to me, gave me a long sideways glance and said, "Brother, you don't look like you're fixin' to say 'preacher'".

"No sir."

"Well, son, then why are ya here?"

"Because I want to KNOW Him... that's all".

The room was abuzz with quiet grumbling and the rattle of disapproving head shakes... till Percy King, another of the few true soldiers I ever came across in those things called 'churches' said "Brother, you'll do! YOU'LL DO!!"

Then he said something that set me free, more than once. He said "Boys, if ya can stand to do anything other than preach... for God's sake, and the people's... DON'T PREACH!"

I could. So I didn't, for almost 10 years.

But I did use my substantial new 'skills' and knowledge to 'set people straight' about what was 'right' and 'christian'... too much. Too quick. TOO SHALLOWLY.


FAST FORWARD AGAIN...

As I spoke truthfully above, I spent many years without every 'cussing'. Partly because of what I was doing for a living (missionary/teacher/'preacher'), and partly because, the environment I was in 7 days a week ('church') made that "righteousness" much easier to come by... sort of like the old joke about how to keep a Baptist from drinking all your beer on a fishin' trip. Invite another Baptist.

Anyway, the things I've been through, at the hands of mostly 'church' folk... BECAUSE of my surrender to our King have left me with a gimp or two. No denying that.

My use of the King's English being one of them.

I do not glory in it. But from what I've witnessed AND ENDURED from 'church' folk... I ****-sure don't apologize for being honest about it. If a man's an SOB, I'll ****-sure call him one... without 'butter won't melt in my 'christian' mouth' larceny.


Ya see, over the years, I've learned from my own brokenness that many times, "rough" folk have a reason for that roughness. I've learned that many a GOOD MAN is rough, some rougher than a re-capped corncob, as my dad used to say.

Jesus tried to teach it to me in many places in His word. Him picking a rough-spoken, rough-acting old fisherman called Simon was one of those places.

Simon (and every 'fine, upstanding "brother"') KNEW he was rough.

Jesus knew why... and that there was MUCH GOOD in that rough old vessel.

Peter surrendered many, MANY times over the course of his walk with the Master. Even in his last days (I&II Peter) his rough personality came through.

But he was transformed into "petra", Peter, not by obvious judgements (those came at him in sickening abundance from many in the local synagogue, guaranteed), but by the gladly-shared company of a Great Man... even in Simon Peter's roughness. And by that Great Man's confidence in, patient, loving plan for, and unashamed FRIENDSHIP WITH... his rough old self.


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I am fully, and constantly aware of two things.

1. I am a sinFULL man
2. I am loved, believed in, and have been given purpose AND work by that same Great Man... even in my roughness.

...and I now work among those similarly rough, aware of it, and honest about it.

As I tried to share with a church man last night, I may very well NOT be a part of the body he (that man, and his 'kin') likes, but God has put me, and other wounded warriors like me, IN THE BODY... just as He saw fit.

May we ALL do the work set before us. May those in 'churches' (yes, the very word, as used by those in them makes my skin crawl) be blessed in everything that is Good, Right and truly Godly.

And may He use me, completely up, wherever He has for my rough old hide to go.

Me and Paul share another confession and thankful understanding... "Oh wretched man that I am! Who will save me from this body of sin and Death?! Thanks be to God! ... through Jesus Christ, my LORD."

Aye, indeed.
CM Sackett

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Amen sackett.
And ebh no offense here I assure you. Maybe I went about it wrong but the point was well taken and you took it well. Hats off to you. Maybe I came to my conclusion about you too soon. But that avatar makes me wanna yell lol. Have a good one brotha.

[elkbowhunter]

EBH just PM'd me... with a tender heart, and an honest regret for any perceived 'offense'.

You'll do, young man. You'll do.

And in answer, NO... you didn't 'offend' me at all (hence my parenthetical statement, above).

What occurred with your post occurred to me... too many times, in my younger days of soldiering for our King. And it brought to mind some of those instances... and the lesson finally learned.

When I was younger, I was Paul's equal in every way when it came to the "GUN-HO!!!" department (I lay no claim to, nor even care to be like him, on the whole. He had his place and work... I have mine). I got a late start in 'sonship'. I was 18 before I surrendered for the first time (I've learned that, for me anyway, it is like Paul... I have to "die daily" - i.e. "surrender". But I digress).

I'd grown up rough, on the streets. And while I'd never been a 'hoodlum', pimp or gutless thug, I was wild and unyielding.

At 15, I wound up in a Boys' Ranch. At 18, through the gentle, wise example of 2 of the VERY FEW church folk I ever came across who proved to be more than just that, I surrendered, obeyed, and hit the ground running.

I worked like a dog building 5-strand, green-breakin' give-away rough stock and chipping bricks (man, was that place big on "chipping bricks"!) to earn the price for a brand new Thompson Chain Reference Bible (one of the other 'brothers' that helped run the place was quite willing to order one for me... but charged me the full $55.00 for it. He proved to be really 'full' of God's love over the years...). I studied that thing 4-5 hours a day/night, seven days a week. And I got busy trying to convert EVERYBODY!

I changed up what I wanted to do with myself (be a car customizer, road racer, and rock star) and headed to a 'christian' college (there is NO SUCH THING... any place you are is only as Christian as YOU make it... for yourself. But I didn't know that, at the time) and enrolled as a "bible/Psych" major (oh yeah, I was gonna 'help the WORLD!').

And with my growing prowess in "bible knowledge" (not to be confused with knowing Him) I was Batt Masterson fast AND ACCURATE at judging any/all who might have been "bringing reproach upon the 'church'"... GOD FORGIVE ME!

I was 4.0 in every bible subject.

I was 2.5... on down in everything else. That's how 'dedicated' I was to learning about Him and His ways.

Fast Forward...

After 4 years of 'christian' "education" and a year at seminary, I got married and went to work... in the real world. I'd had a phenomenal teacher, one of several, at seminary... PERCY KING was his name, God BLESS HIM!!!

Percy asked us on the first day of our hermeneutics class, he said "Boys, what do ya want to be when yer done here?" (he was a ******* from way back)

One by one everyone said "Preacher!"

Percy got to me, gave me a long sideways glance and said, "Brother, you don't look like you're fixin' to say 'preacher'".

"No sir."

"Well, son, then why are ya here?"

"Because I want to KNOW Him... that's all".

The room was abuzz with quiet grumbling and the rattle of disapproving head shakes... till Percy King, another of the few true soldiers I ever came across in those things called 'churches' said "Brother, you'll do! YOU'LL DO!!"

Then he said something that set me free, more than once. He said "Boys, if ya can stand to do anything other than preach... for God's sake, and the people's... DON'T PREACH!"

I could. So I didn't, for almost 10 years.

But I did use my substantial new 'skills' and knowledge to 'set people straight' about what was 'right' and 'christian'... too much. Too quick. TOO SHALLOWLY.


FAST FORWARD AGAIN...

As I spoke truthfully above, I spent many years without every 'cussing'. Partly because of what I was doing for a living (missionary/teacher/'preacher'), and partly because, the environment I was in 7 days a week ('church') made that "righteousness" much easier to come by... sort of like the old joke about how to keep a Baptist from drinking all your beer on a fishin' trip. Invite another Baptist.

Anyway, the things I've been through, at the hands of mostly 'church' folk... BECAUSE of my surrender to our King have left me with a gimp or two. No denying that.

My use of the King's English being one of them.

I do not glory in it. But from what I've witnessed AND ENDURED from 'church' folk... I ****-sure don't apologize for being honest about it. If a man's an SOB, I'll ****-sure call him one... without 'butter won't melt in my 'christian' mouth' larceny.


Ya see, over the years, I've learned from my own brokenness that many times, "rough" folk have a reason for that roughness. I've learned that many a GOOD MAN is rough, some rougher than a re-capped corncob, as my dad used to say.

Jesus tried to teach it to me in many places in His word. Him picking a rough-spoken, rough-acting old fisherman called Simon was one of those places.

Simon (and every 'fine, upstanding "brother"') KNEW he was rough.

Jesus knew why... and that there was MUCH GOOD in that rough old vessel.

Peter surrendered many, MANY times over the course of his walk with the Master. Even in his last days (I&II Peter) his rough personality came through.

But he was transformed into "petra", Peter, not by obvious judgements (those came at him in sickening abundance from many in the local synagogue, guaranteed), but by the gladly-shared company of a Great Man... even in Simon Peter's roughness. And by that Great Man's confidence in, patient, loving plan for, and unashamed FRIENDSHIP WITH... his rough old self.


_______________________________________


I am fully, and constantly aware of two things.

1. I am a sinFULL man
2. I am loved, believed in, and have been given purpose AND work by that same Great Man... even in my roughness.

...and I now work among those similarly rough, aware of it, and honest about it.

As I tried to share with a church man last night, I may very well NOT be a part of the body he (that man, and his 'kin') likes, but God has put me, and other wounded warriors like me, IN THE BODY... just as He saw fit.

May we ALL do the work set before us. May those in 'churches' (yes, the very word, as used by those in them makes my skin crawl) be blessed in everything that is Good, Right and truly Godly.

And may He use me, completely up, wherever He has for my rough old hide to go.

Me and Paul share another confession and thankful understanding... "Oh wretched man that I am! Who will save me from this body of sin and Death?! Thanks be to God! ... through Jesus Christ, my LORD."

Aye, indeed.
CM Sackett

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Thanks for sharing CM...that really spoke to my heart.
have a great weekend!!

[CM Sackett]

You too.

[Speedgoat]

God is the creator of all things, good. Man is the creator of evil and has manipulated God's creation to fill their own needs. Man invented words and labeled them as profane. Funny thing is, any word in our language could have been given the "bad" word label. No word is inherently evil, but the intent behind their usage is. Words don't bother me.

[Shane]

I am fully, and constantly aware of two things.

1. I am a sinFULL man
2. I am loved, believed in, and have been given purpose AND work by that same Great Man... even in my roughness.

...and I now work among those similarly rough, aware of it, and honest about it.

As I tried to share with a church man last night, I may very well NOT be a part of the body he (that man, and his 'kin') likes, but God has put me, and other wounded warriors like me, IN THE BODY... just as He saw fit.

May we ALL do the work set before us. May those in 'churches' (yes, the very word, as used by those in them makes my skin crawl) be blessed in everything that is Good, Right and truly Godly.

And may He use me, completely up, wherever He has for my rough old hide to go.

Me and Paul share another confession and thankful understanding... "Oh wretched man that I am! Who will save me from this body of sin and Death?! Thanks be to God! ... through Jesus Christ, my LORD."

Aye, indeed.
CM Sackett

Brother, I think you are reading things into my comments that aren't there or weren't intended. I don't dislike you at all, and I would never wish that you or any other Christian wasn't a part of His body. It sounds like you have had some bad experiences with "church people" in the past, and something I said makes you think that I'm the "kin" of whoever offended you in the past. Some of the things that you seem to think that I think couldn't be further from the truth though.

Please understand that I didn't set out to attack you, judge you, or put you down in any way. My original reply to one of your posts here was just my attempt to turn the coin over and look at the other side of it. I wasn't accusing you of ANYTHING - at least I didn't intend to. If any of my comments came across that way on your end, then I humbly and sincerely apologize.

You know....if the internet had existed in Jesus' day, I think there would be more warnings in the Bible against the danger of the keyboard than there are on the dangers of the tongue. We try to communicate with typed words and without eye-to-eye real communication, and it fails miserably sometimes. I am truly sorry if I offended you. It certainly wasn't my original intent.

These kinds of things are frustrating enough to make me want to cuss!!

[blacksunshine]

The inarticulate will **** you up with that crutch too!

[Firecuss]

I curse from time to time but I am always mindful of who is around me. I counted how many times a guy I work with said the F-Bomb when talking to another Co-worker... 122 times in 20 minutes. I coached the guy on his profanity and he took the coaching well... I rarely hear him curse now.

Good for you!

I do on occasion but am very mindful of who is around. Never mom or any woman for that matter. Kids is a never! The F bomb I try hard to avoid and you will never hear me use Gods name in vain. It is hard to quit if you are around it constantly.

I had an old supervisor that dropped the f – bomb at least three to five times in every sentence he spoke, one day he came to work and it was gone. He had changed he had accepted Jesus into his life and turned all things over to him and he was a new man from that point on. And a very pleasurable man to be around.