Dirtball

Ever look at someone in the WalMart check line and think, "What a dirtball,"?  Come on...be honest with yourself.  Maybe  you have; maybe you haven't.  The one thing we all have in common, no matter what answer you gave yourself, is that the Creator made us all in His image.  So, I have come to the conclusion that we're ALL dirtballs.  Heck yeah!

I often have the feeling that the things I say to people in "authority" (self-imposed authority or otherwise) is taken in the wrong spirit.  You know, I am a straightforward person most of the time, and I appreciate that in other people.  But, in this day and age, it's not tolerated.  The "tolerant" are actually INtolerant!  Of the very people who seem to make the most sense.  Like, when I use the word "dirtball".  What is the problem?  Get over yourself and off your pedestal of greatness!  You are a loser too!  Maybe even moreso than the rest of us, just because you think I'm inappropriate for not being a fake!

It's always been that way for me.  So, since I am someone who is sensitive, yet angry...it usually all comes out in the wash, at the most inappropriate times, I'll admit.  

What's my point?  If we weren't all saved by God's grace...Jesus Christ...there would BE no point.  If he didn't ride into town on that ass just to be murdered within the week, I might as well shoot myself in the head.  I am so thankful that he did.  God loves all the dirtballs, even the ones who are drunk and talking on their cell phone in their front yard in your neighborhood yelling, "Well ya ARE still my husband, or dontcha even care?"  In fact, if Jesus were here, he'd probably act as if he loves them MORE than those of us with our polished etiquette and conversational skills.  Boy, would THAT ever piss off the Republicans who SAY they want to protect conservative Christian values in America.  Sure you do...till it means you have to get your hands dirty.  And not by the usual means of a politician's dirty persona.