Ranky-Ramblings-etc

Ranky-Ramblings-etc
Blog contains some humorous? real life events in the life and times of Ranky. Ranky is always learning because he is always asking questions. Ranky has Restless Leg Syndrome (RLS) and peripheral neuropathy in feet, hands, and hips. The pain and at times shaking from these conditions create some interesting events.He is at times entertaining telling funny real life events. He loves people and loves to make them laugh. Ranky is serious about his Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

I Go a Fishing says Jonah Penny from Ranky's Sunday School Class

“There is no hair growing on this story." - Gerald Mann ;The events, the sequence of those events, and the people are real; THIS POST DOES NOT CONTAIN REAL NAMES. Ranky cannot read minds, so the projection of what people were thinking may have received some embellishment.     Is it a sin for a Christian to skip Sunday School and church to go fishing? Read this story and you decide for yourself. Ranky will tell you it is a sin for him, since God gave him a gift to teach and a time to teach. But, others will need to make up their own minds. 


Ranky as a Sunday School teacher believes the teaching of God's Word strengthens and give maturity to those who are Christians. Ranky also believes the Holy Spirit wants to control the believer's life to the point of envy (James 4:5). Ranky believes God's great love for us always pursues us and wishes to direct our lives in the paths of righteousness. Sometimes, the Holy Spirit will correct us with gentle persuasion and sometimes not so gentle, if we become stubborn or stiff necked against His Will.
      Jonah Penny was relatively new convert to Christ. His step dad , Goldfish Eel ,was a very new convert to Christ. Jonah Penny's business was doing well and he bought a boat. Jonah Penny loved to fish. Goldfish Eel loved to fish, also. Jesus' disciples fished for their lively hood. So, fishing is not a bad thing in itself. I love to eat certain kinds of fish. To eat fish, they must be caught.
Ranky noticed Jonah was missing in Ranky's Sunday School class on this certain Sunday. Ranky figured Jonah was working because Jonah's workload required him to play catch up some Sundays. After Sunday School, Ranky entered the worship center. He was looking for Goldfish Eel. First he noticed, Dauphin Eel, Goldfish Eel's wife, was seated alone. There was a huge vacancy next to her. No one could fill that vacancy like Goldfish Eel, Goldfish Eel is 60 years old, but he is big and very strong.
      Before Ranky could get to Dauphin Eel to ask her if Goldfish Eel was sick. Little Tender-Hearted Penny came to Ranky. Maybe, Tender-Hearted Penny was in the 4th - 5th grade. She was also Jonah Penny's daughter. She liked Ranky because they were good buddies. She said, “Do you know where my dad and grand dad are?” I said,”No”. Little Tender-Hearted Penny told me they had a new boat and went fishing. She had this accusing look about her that told me she did not like it that dad and grandpa went fishing during church and Sunday School. She was also waiting for me to comment. Little Tender-Hearted Penny was not going to leave until I commented on the fishing trip. Ranky told her, “Let's just pray for them, and hope they go fishing after church and that God would speak to their heart.” That satisfied Tender Hearted Penny and she skipped away to her friends.
      I found me a place to sit during the worship service in front of Dauphin Eel. As soon as I was seated, Dauphin Eel related the same story to me as Tender-Hearted Penny. Dauphin Eel also did not like the idea of her husband and son fishing during Sunday School and church. She had that accusing look and also waited for me to comment on the fishing trip. I told her the same thing as I had told Tender-Hearted Penny.
      The next Sunday Tender-Hearted Penny met me in the hall. She asked, “Do you know what happened to Dad and Grandpa last Sunday when they went fishing?” I said,”I think I'm about to find out.” She told me Dad and Grandpa got out in the middle of the lake and the boat motor quit. They had to peddle the boat all the way to the bank. She had a wide grin on her face. When I saw Dauphin Eel, she told me the same thing. She rolled her eyes as she said, “The Lord may be trying to get their attention.” I said,”you could be right.”
      Two or three weeks later, I had left Jonah Penny an email asking would he be in Sunday School this Sunday. I didn't get a reply which was unusual. Jonah Penny usually answered me at his convenience. I didn't get a reply, so Ranky wondered if another fishing trip was on. Well, Sunday came, No Jonah Penny or Goldfish Eel.
      Tender-Hearted Penny came running up the hall to meet me. She hugged me as she and Ranky were good buddies. She couldn't wait to tell me that her Dad and Grandpa had gone fishing again during Sunday School and church. She thought this was a terrible deed. She kept standing in front of me waiting for me to give her some type of answer. Ranky told her that he could not pray for God to sink the boat that might be dangerous or hurt her Dad and Grandpa. I told Tender-Hearted Penny it was best to leave those type things in the “Hands of the Lord.” I was glad that satisfied her . She is a very smart young lady. She would not allow me to leave until I gave her an answer that satisfied her.
      I found me a seat in the worship center and Dauphin Eel was alone. I knew where Goldfish Eel was. He and Jonah Penny had gone fishing. But, just in case I did not have that piece of information, Dauphin Eel informed me of their whereabouts. She also rolled her eyes and said,”God was going to get their attention.” I said, “You may be right.” Grandma and Granddaughter did not say so, but they were disappointed in the event and really did not like that at all. They believed they should be in church and Sunday school the same as everyone else.
      I always enjoyed seeing Jonah Penny and Goldfish Eel, in fact I loved them as brothers. They are my brothers spiritually. I missed them also. But, I couldn't have a condemning attitude toward them, since I knew there were worse things to do, and I had probably done some of those myself.
      I previously had asked Mackerel G., one the men in the Sunday School class to call Jonah Penny. Ranky wanted the members to be involved in calling absentees, also. When Ranky had the information that Jonah Penny had gone fishing, He asked Mackerel Goldfish, “What did you tell Jonah Penny, to cause him to go fishing last Sunday?” Did you go with him? You missed the objective. The objective was to get Jonah in Sunday School, not plot with him to go fishing. I was just giving Mackerel G. a rough time, we were all laughing. We do have much fun in the Sunday School class. In fact, I would hate to be the class next door. We have lots of laughter.
      The next Sunday rolls around quickly. Tender-Hearted Penny came running to meet Ranky. She gives Ranky a big hug. She and Ranky are good buddies. She asks me, “Do you know what happened to Dad, last Sunday morning when they were fishing.” I said, “No, but I'm thinking I will get the story.” Tender-Hearted Penny says, “Dad fell out of the boat, went under the water, and had to swim for his life.” She had a mischievous gleam in her eyes. She is a smart young lady, and I know she remembered me telling her, “We have to leave those type things in the Hands of the Lord”. I burst out laughing because I remembered telling Tender-Hearted Penny and at the same time I was telling her, Jonah Penny was swimming to get to the top of the water.
      When we assembled for Sunday School, there was Jonah Penny smiling. Everyone talks at the same time before class fellowshipping with one another as much as possible. The Gentle Giant , one of the men in class is in charge of starting the class. He rings a make believe buzzer to start us promptly at 10:00 am. I asked, Jonah Penny, “How's work going?” To my surprise, out of the mouth of Jonah Penny came a confession. He said,” I can't lie, I was fishing last Sunday morning and fell out of the boat.” Then, everyone in church already knew you were fishing, I wasn't going to say anything about it.” I said, “ We had a lot of fun with that last Sunday in class.” He was so forth right about it and good natured. I had a field day talking about the two fishing trips and what was it going to take for him to get the message. Everyone in class was having a big hoot at Jonah Penny's expense.
      Ranky thought his next story would be about some true life golfing trips that were almost unbelievable, but were true. It seems God wanted us to keep telling true life church experiences.
Well, I can't set in judgment on the fishing trip, it was a lot of fun for the whole class. Logic tells me burned twice by trying fishing during Sunday School and church by new Christians, it's probably a bad idea to try it a third time. Tender-Hearted Penny will tell you it's wrong. Ranky doesn't know if he told Tender-Hearted Penny correctly about leaving some things in “God's Hands”. But, I will guarantee when she hears that term used again, she will be looking for God to do something to get someone's attention.
      That's the story, you decide concerning the rights and wrongs of fishing during Sunday School and church, if a Christian. I don't think it matters if you are not a Christian. Christians are the ones who are supposed to take advantage of the gifts of the Holy Spirit to the church in order to be properly trained to live the Abundant Life, follow Christ, make disciples, and be witness to the world. Jonah Penny's nets came up empty, no fish. Ranky was hoping for a fish fry. Maybe, Jonah Penny's timing was wrong is the reason for lack of fish. Maybe Sunday Evening might have produced an abundance, enough for the Sunday School Class to have a fish fry. I don't really know. I would probably need to ask Tender-Hearted Penny. She would tell me.





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Rank & the Bonanza Gold Treasure (not this time)

"One Person's Junk is another Person's Treasure" Maybe/Maybe Not?
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“There is no hair growing on this story." - Gerald Mann
(Meaning the events are true and the character is Ranky)
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Another day and another walk. I was on my street in the subdivision. Not very far into my walk on my street, another pile of junk on the side of the road. Does this pile of junk contain the "Bonanza Gold". I doubted anything worthy in this pile of junk. Half empty coke bottles, strings of cord, and plastic cord.

I begin to dig into the pile of junk. I fished out a hammer, well worn, but a worthy hammer. I fished out another hammer, I had not seen a hammer shaped like this one. Interesting, worn but a worthy hammer. I kept fishing. As the time past quickly, I had four well worn hammers, but worthy as "Bonanza Gold".

Did I tell you about the Latinos putting a roof on the house where the trash pile was stacked? The silence was deafening, the hammering on the roof had stopped.
I looked up the Latinos were all looking at me with their arms crossed , just standing and gazing steadfastly at me.

The thought occurred to me. These could be the Latinos hammers and they do not know trash on the road is game for anyone and the trash truck. I explained to them the rules concerning why I could dig though the trash and take the hammers. No response from the Latinos. I asked, "Do these hammers belong to any of you?" A voice from one of the Latinos said,"Those are my hammers".

I thought what would happen if I just ran up the street with the hammers. Well, I did think of the possibilities. I came to the conclusion the best response was to drop the hammers back into the trash one by one until all four hammers were in the trash.

I did drop the hammers one by one into the trash with all Latino eyes upon me. I turned and commenced to continue my walk up the street. I noticed the hammering on the roof had begun once again.
"One Person's Junk is another Person's Treasure." No, not this time. No, "Bonanza Gold".

Ranky & the Bonanza Gold Treasure

"One Person's Junk is another Person's Treasure" Maybe/Maybe Not?
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“There is no hair growing on this story." - Gerald Mann
(Meaning the events are true and Ranky was the character.)
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On my daily walk, I noticed a garage sale at a certain house, on this day; I was not even curious. I kept walking. The next day, I noticed several boxes of trash on the side of the road for trash pickup at this certain house.
On this day, I was curious. A treasure is called the "Bonanza Gold" by me. On the surface, just another pile of junk, but curiosity moved me to begin digging into the junk pile with my hands. Sometimes, one has to work hard for the "Bonanza Gold".
Deep within the junk pile, I found several unused candles. The candles were similar to those my wife bought and used. There were just too many candles for me to carry back in my hands. Lo and Behold, there was an empty box in the junk pile. Just right, "I like it when the lack of planning comes together." - Ranky
So, I loaded all the unused candles into the empty box. Was this the "Bonanza Gold". Only time would tell. The determining factor would be SweetCakes, my wife. When I arrived home after my walk, with hopefully, the "Bonanza Gold", I asked SweetCakes to inspect my find of unused candles.
This was the test: Is this the "Bonanza Gold" or just some more junk brought home? I would soon know by the rise of SweetCakes eyebrows, if her eyebrows went up her forehead, then it's junk.
My anticipation was rising as I awaited SweetCakes's reaction. Did I bring home the "Bonanza Gold" or just junk. I let go of a deep sigh. SweetCakes' eyes lit up and she begin to smile as a mule eating saw briars. My friends, I had brought home the "Bonanza Gold". If SweetCakes is happy, then I'm happy, and every one else is happy.
Yes, this time "One person's junk became another's treasure."

Ranky & The Thermos Bottle

“There is some hair growing on this story." - Gerald Mann
(Meaning some embellishment to the entire joke.)
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Ranky was in a hardware store just wandering around and window shopping. Something caught his eye. Ranky does ask a lot of questions, so he is going to ask about this something. He asked, "The clerk concerning the something, what is it?" The clerk replied, "A thermos bottle." Ranky wanted to know more. "A thermos bottle, What does it do?" The clerk replied, "The thermos bottle keeps the things you place inside it hot or cold."
Now, Ranky had to have one of those, so Ranky bought the thermos bottle.
Ranky was so excited about the thermos bottle which would keep things hot and cold. He could not wait to show his new thermos bottle at work.
Ranky wanted his boss to know, first of all. Ranky asked, "Do you know what I have, I bought it new?" His boss said, "You have a thermos bottle." That hurt Ranky's feelings some, because Ranky thought he just might be the first kid on the block with a thermos bottle.
Ranky just kept hammering his boss concerning his new thermos bottle. Finally, his boss asked Ranky,"What do you have in your thermos bottle?" Ranky said,"My thermos bottle keeps hot things hot and cold things cold." My thermos bottle is out of this world. I have two popsicles and a cup of hot coffee in my thermos bottle.

Ranky & the Little Old Church Lady

“There is some hair growing on this story." - Gerald Mann
(Meaning some embellishment to create a proper end of story, but the preceding events prior to the end of the story are true and the character is Ranky.)
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My feet and legs dance when I'm not medicated, sometimes the medication does nothing. The condition is Restless Leg Syndrome (RLS).

Today at church, I asked The lady with whom I sat, Could I pull my sandals off, I have peripheral neuropathy and I cannot stand anything touching my feet. You know how kind, these old church ladies are, nothing bothers them. She said sure, just go ahead and be comfortable.

Later into the service as I begin to earth quaking (Legs and feet dancing), I said, I can't be still. I will move somewhere else.You know how nice old church ladies are, she said," You are just fine where you are, that doesn't bother me."

Earth quaking is a name my oldest grandson gave, when I began to shake the table one day. We were on Sand Mtn at a Xmas function, He said in a deep gruff voice, where is the earthquake? My son pointed to me. He said, OK, deep voice. Laughed because he knew it was me or his mom, she has fibro and does the earth quaking sometimes, also.

Back to the nice old church lady, it was beginning to be rough seas for her, the shaking was so bad. I said, "I will move to an empty bench, this is too much for you to bear."
She opened her mouth, to assure me all was well, you know how nice old church ladies are. But the earth quaking caused her false teeth to fall on the floor. She picked the teeth up, wiped them off with tisssue, put the teeth back in her mouth, I don't think she grinned or winked at me, and then she moved.

I can never figure out these nice old church ladies, but I do love them for lying to make you feel good and God does, too. God doesn't like lying, but I'm betting they get a pass on this one, maybe a reward, also.

I love going to church, seems there is always something exciting happening around me. I do wonder about that.
Did I tell about the time probably less than 6 months ago? I was teaching the Abundant Life Sunday School class.

Somehow, the discussion headed toward the Trinity of God, which I believe. I told them, if I had a God that I could explain, I would be as smart as He was. I don't need a god like that, I need help. And I will NOT attempt to explain the Trinity in this class. Instantly, the power went out. Everyone laughed, and a small low voice in the class, it was guy, who may have been afraid, said; you ought to explain the Trinity. I gave it my best shot, but the power stayed off until the morning worship service was almost over.

I got home and then ate and happened to find some chess pie, it's mostly sugar as you know. Sugar SPINS ME UP and sets my tongue free. Sometimes, it's fun for those present. Some of the ladies at work used to feed me sweet cakes and chocolate stuff, after they learned they could get a low-budget comedian for the price of a few desserts.

Ranky's Unusal Golf Driving Range Experience

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“There is no hair growing on this story." - Gerald Mann
(Meaning the events are true and Ranky was the character.)
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Typically, hitting a bucket of golf balls is fun and non eventful. Ranky took the next to last hitting slot on the driving range. Ranky was hitting the golf balls well . I have to wonder "what am I doing wrong?"

A 25-30 year old black guy, who looked the part of a golfer, took the last hitting slot on the driving range next to me. I watched him out of the corner of my eye. He actually missed the first few golf balls he attempted to hit. He had a nice set of clubs and shoes, I knew he was a golfer, but today was not his day. Maybe, it was not my day, either.

The black guy was improving, he was actually making contact with the golf ball. But, the balls were rolling slowly on the ground in front of me. He was getting better and better.
The golf balls were gaining more and more speed, but were slithering across the ground with 2-4 feet in front of me. I was becoming concerned for my safety.

How can someone hit a golf ball straight from their side verses down range in front of them? He kept hitting and talking to himself and the balls kept coming at a higher velocity and with the same flight path in front of me. How do I handle this, I don't want to die on the driving range and I don't want to quit?

I stepped back, laughing asked him, am I in danger here, do I need to be concerned with my personal safety? He laughed and said, " I hope not, I really don't know what's happened to my swing."

My concentration is gone, I can't hit golf balls when thinking I could be hit by a flying missile at any time. I said, " I will step back and watch you hit your golf balls." I did this. I suggested to him to step 6-8 inches laterally closer to the ball and then see "What happens."

He took my suggestion and his golf balls started flying straight down the middle. Sometimes, it helps to know some golf tips. Knowing golf tips, may just save your life on the driving range. Ranky thinks the golf tips may have saved his life or kept him from serious injury that day.

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