February 2, 2015
    Inspiration is the source of much and many. Inventors are inspired to invent, writers are inspired to write, painters are inspired.....get the idea?
    Any time that I desire a new motorcycle, I blame it on inspiration. I can "feel" the stirring within and that stirring generates faster and faster until I find self in a dealership trying to bring that "inspiration" into focus. Thankfully, I have been through that process many times and I now realize that the stirring does not come from God--maybe Satan, but not God for sure!
    The end result of all those motorcycle purchases brings great joy for a time. Adding to the purchase brings temporary joy. Polishing and shining brings a smile when seeing the reflection of life for a time. All fades as time passes and I simply enjoy the "wind in my face" while riding and seeing America. It does not take a new bike to find that enjoyment.
    Morning devotions (for me) bring inspiration, but if I just do one morning devotion and then miss for days or weeks, that inspiration fades and is replaced with a list of "things to do today." Morning devotions for me include reading the text for the day, then reading on either side of the prescribed text.
    Those who know me, know that I do love and appreciate inspiration received from music: the written words more so than the notes. Thankfully, I can memorize notes and themes rather easily. The lyrics offer inspiration that I love to hear over and over. Now, I'm not speaking of pop music. That stuff could be blown away and I would not miss it at all. The old hymns of the church show the authors' connection with God and with life. Southern Gospel music is akin to old time Country Music in that it relates to life and to mans' relationship with God. Music lives on as attested by the life of some songs.
    Gifts: we all have them. Do you use and develop yours?
    1 Corinthians 13: 1-13: inspired by God, put on paper, and surviving up to and including today. "Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I AM NOTHING. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, IT PROFITS ME NOTHING.
    Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely; does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; BEARS AL THINGS, BELIEVES ALL THINGS, HOPES ALL THINGS, ENDURES ALL THINGS.
    LOVE NEVER FAILS. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away.
    When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.
    I submit that we all should seek our inspiration from God and serve Him and others in love. Such actions will last here on earth until the end to time and last for an eternity.
    Be a blessing to someone today.
The Vice Cow