Do You Share Your Special Gift?
What can I say about a day like today? Not much! It's Tuesday. Blah day. No hip hip hoorah day. (hooray didn't rhyme)
However, my special gift is to make others joyful! Even on a rotten, cold, moist day, such as today.
Who said, "You've been writing this stupid blog for years and haven't made me joyful YET!"
Okay...how's about tickled? No?
Amused? Mildly happy? Confused? Afraid? ANYTHiNG?!!
No matter. When God has given you a gift, you need to share it, no matter how many folks reject your uncanny abilities! (Uncanny: When you cannot remove something from a can)
For example...Bob Dylan. (Dylan fans need not read this)
Bob Dylan (AKA Robert Zimmerman) had a terrible voice, was not the handsomest dude on the planet, a mediocre guitar player, but WAS an AMAZING song writer!! (Why am I saying WAS, I think he's still alive) (I Googled it. He IS still alive. 78)
Anyway...in spite of his shortcomings, he was compelled to share his gift of songwriting, and the rest is folk music history!
So let's focus back in on me, me, ME! I'll NEVER be on the same level of famousness as Bob Dylan, Tiny Tim, Neil Young, Rosemary Clooney, Burt Convy, Alfred E. Neuman, Sally Struthers, Harry Potter, or any of those folks, BUT, and this is a BIG BUT, I will share my questionable gift with all whom are willing to suffer through it!
As for all of you faithful readers...think back to when you were babies. Well, maybe that's too far back. Think back to when you first realized what your special gift was.
Maybe it was singing, or being kind to others, or bowling, or balancing things on your nose, like a seal, or sewing, or cooking, or fishing, or spitting long distances...whatever it was...are you sharing it with others today?!!
Wouldn't the whole wide
Sure it would!
For instance...an outer spaze alien, disguised as a human, comes to Earth, wanting to find out if we are worth saving.
If we earthlings don't share our gifts, we will be in danger of being emulsificated with their emulsificator weapon!
On the other hand, if we share our gifts of singing, dancing, cooking, spitting (not sure about spitting), we can assure the inquisitive alien that we are worth our salt! (I don't know what salt has to do with anything, but that's what my grandpa used to say)
In conclusion...even if outer spaze aliens are not watching (yeah, right), we can entertain, and make joyful, our earthly brothers and sisters by sharing our special gifts, as lowly and insignificant as we think they are!
Go out and share now! Share! Share!
Cher!
