"Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall." (Measure for Measure)

.....I'm still at it--reading selections from the Bible. I got through Noah and the ark, Davie and Goliath, and Danny in the lion's den; he was lucky. Then there was Shadrack, Meshack, and Abednego in the fiery furnace just walking around in it with a fourth man--I suppose a messenger from God who was seeing to it that the three young men survived the hot stuff. That's what they were called in the Bible--the three young men. I remember there were several songs about these guys who came from Judah to see the King who was astonished to see that the guys he threw into the furnace did not burn up. He put them in there because they wouldn't worship his statue. How come we don't see any kids with names like that? When I go into IHOP I see kids with all kinds of strange names, but none like Shadrack. The book I have unfortunately did not include Jonah and the whale. I ran out of the Old Testament and just started the New. The first part apparently written by Mark...no surname. So far Jesus has made the rounds of cities and has cured a blind man and a leper by just touching them and removing their sins. Then, apparently he went on a ship to get away from the multitude who were afflicted and needed his help...and apparently he obliged, going around and curing lots of people of their sins and illnesses...especially ridding them of their sins. It was like an unlimited Yom Kippur...also, no co-pays. I hope I don't get excommunicated for blasphemy, (like Spinoza) because of this blog.

.....I'm now going to "outpatient" rehab at the doctor's gym. I'm still not fully cured of the broken hip thing...probably because I just "fell by Virtue" (see title) or I picked up a few sins since the last Yom Kippur--Unfortunately they seem to be easy to pick up. Of the Ten Commandments I have no clue as to which ones I have violated. I know adultery is definitely not one of them--impossible, even with Viagra or Cialis. I have dropped the walker, and now I am back on the cane, but can't go too far with it before the pain begins. Then I look for the walker again. I have two Harley-Davidson stickers on it that Bobby sent me and people really believe it's a Harley walker. I tell them that the motor dropped out. I don't believe I'll ever walk without a cane, and I know I'll get no sympathy from Jesus. I'll just grin and bear it--perhaps drop the grin.