As I, the world-renowned writer, sits down
at his desk to an earth-shaking applause by thousands of my adoring fans, a
cloud of dirt rises over the windswept plains.
Oops, back on course. I lay the
pen and paper on my desk and begin to think and compose my masterpiece. I feel my head shake as this celebrated mind
takes to the compository task like a super computer. Hmmm...is compository a real word? I'll look that up.
Oh look, there is that ink eraser I
thought was lost laying there on the floor by my foot. Ewww, boy, my toe nails need trimming. Wonder why girls paint their toe nails?
Look out!
Here comes the opening line. Bert
was not the Bert of Sesame Street fame.
Bert was the debonair garbage man, attracting followers like his trash
attracted flies. That's really stupid.
I need to check my emails. Nothing has come in during the last five
minutes. Guess at three o'clock in the
morning not many people are sending emails.
Surely, the President sends emails at weird times. Frank Wilson sent me an email a while back
at...no, that was during the day.
This pen is out of ink. Darn!
That's really funny. I'm writing about
the subject of Pen and Paper and my pen's out of ink. I know there's a pen in this desk
somewhere. Look, there is that Elmers
Glue I was looking all over for. Ahhh, a
pen that works. I like this one. It feels good between the fingers.
Okay, let's go. Pen and paper in hand, the writer, appalled
by the thought of the meaninglessness of life... Would a writer have both the pen and paper in
his hands while he wrote? Surely, not.
Hello...anybody in there? My mind is too cluttered. Get on track, please.
Let's see, the...pen is mightier than the
sword. How in the world do I bring in
the paper?
I know.
I need a cup of coffee.
Boy, this sure is good coffee. Wonder where she bought this? I bet it is morning in Columbia, and they are
picking those little coffee beans. I
wonder if Juan Valdez is a real person?
On task!
The cannon balls were crashing into the walls of the already
half-demolished house as the man took pen and paper to write a heartfelt
goodbye to his dearest wife. Knowing he
had only moments to live, Alberto Ramirez put pen to paper writing... Writing what?
Don't panic. This happens every time. Once you hit the mark, you're in, and the
writing flows like warm butter.
Mmmm...hot pancakes with melted butter and syrup sounds so good right
about now.
The rooster will crow before I get this
one started. Poor Peter. I know I would not have done any better had I
been in his place. He became such a
courageous disciple after that.
This CD is really good. Our church choir and orchestra should go on
tour.
With a mere pen and paper, a person can
turn the tide in favor of our Lord. With
a mere pen and paper, a person can shout out to the world what blessings our
Lord has bestowed upon them, changing the lives of many people. Those people may influence and shape the
lives of hundreds...maybe thousands. Get
the Good News to one, and it creates
a ripple effect on the sea of life. I
believe Jesus was the Word in human form.
He was the person dropped into the sea of life by God to create the
first ripples.
You start with an average carpenter's
son. Within a short period of ministry,
the ripple has started. It has expanded
out over thousands of years. The entire
world knows the name of that carpenter's son, Jesus.
After the short sojourn of Jesus, the word
being written and, eventually, being
formed into a book became the next greatest step in spreading the good news. No other written word has ever been
reproduced in such astounding numbers over the history of mankind. No other spoken words have been quoted as
often and reproduced in such astounding numbers as those spoke by our Lord and
Savior, Jesus Christ.
When God wills something, there are no
locked doors before him. The pen and
paper are one of the mightiest instruments for spreading the Good News ever devised. We must make good use of that power to
glorify his name. To our Father goes all
the glory.
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