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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N4ym2dEZ91L8tDBJzgC98OYJXOY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N4ym2dEZ91L8tDBJzgC98OYJXOY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RollerCoasterOperator/~4/7M2GrqIP0QA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638350587304082496/posts/default/8493358238580820442?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638350587304082496/posts/default/8493358238580820442?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RollerCoasterOperator/~3/7M2GrqIP0QA/more-megamorphic-metaphor-sis.html" title="More megamorphic metaphor-sis" /><author><name>Captain Carrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01848100632084710755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://rollercoasteroperator.blogspot.com/2007/05/more-megamorphic-metaphor-sis.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8GQnw8eyp7ImA9WBFbFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638350587304082496.post-7633175346942892926</id><published>2007-05-07T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:30:23.273-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-05-07T18:30:23.273-07:00</app:edited><title>A new meta-phore</title><content type="html">You know how in the Bible and in well known poems and certain songs, the Christian is compared to clay? The comparison is made that God is the potter and we are the clay, and so God molds us into the shape that he desires, and he doesn't ask us what kind of bowl or pot we want to be, he just makes the way he sees fit. It is interesting to note that God is a very skilled potter, since he has made all different shapes and sizes of pots, even square ones-quite difficult  since usually the potter molds the clay on a wheel..it would be hard to make a square pot on one of those, and yet God does. And, also interesting is that usually potters make certain types of pots that they are good at over and over and over again, and sell the same pot to different people. God, however, being the ultimate craftsman and artist that he is, one who works in a medium of hearts and minds and spirits and bodies and the like, has never made two pots the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on to the real stuff of this post. So I was at work to day, and I'm not going to tell you what I was doing because that would give it away about 2 sentences earlier than I'd like. The suspense is killing you. No really, it is, you should take some medication for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on to the real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt; of my post. So I was at work today, and I got to thinking..you know, clay and potter are a good way to express the power of God in our lives, but they don't give a very accurate description of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how &lt;/span&gt;God brings this about. So, If you know anything about the way I think, you might know that my mind sometimes goes really fast-no, not when I need to make decisions or speak or something, or like do something simple, but when I'm doing math or physics or daydreaming..so I kind of thought up a new analogy for how God forms us, our personalities and talents and gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to suggest that in our lives, God is like a stone mason and we are like stones. Not bricks or tiles or blocks, but real natural stones, like the ones you put on a wall. Wall stones. See, when you make a stone wall, and you get your stone, you first start off with this big, thick, ungainly hunk of rock that looks like it would never look good. So first you have to square up the sides so its kind of a uniform thickness, so you have a starting point, something to work at. So you lie the stone on its back and mark around the edges of the stone so that all your markings are the same height from your workbench. then you chisel all the edges so that the front face of the stone is the same thickness around the outside-roughtly- and more importantly, the edges are all on a plane. But this chiseling is not always easy-sometimes the stone doesn't chip easily, or it doesn't chip at all, and you end up with a wierd looking shape where the stone broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step in building the wall is to find a spot for the stone. So you try to find the best spot where the stone will fit on its own, but you almost never can find a perfect spot, so you take the stone back and you cut pieces off of it and then you fix it so it fits.  Now,  you have your finished stone. It now looks like..a big hunk of rock with sharp corners and weird chunks out of it and cut marks on it. Great. So you take it over and put it on the wall and mortar it in, and you keep going, and by and by your wall is finished, and you look, and lo and behold, you have a beautiful stone wall. And you think to yourself 'You know, i knew that shape would just lend itself to making this wall beautiful. The colours of this stone match perfectly with the ones around it, and all its blemishes and imperfections that make it have rough edges give it a beauty I cannot describe easily'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE are like stones. We start off as just hunks of rock, and we look like we could never make any wall beautiful. But God sizes us up, closes one eye and lines up his thumb, and says "Hm, well its coulor would fit right here, and its shape lends itself to this, and..hmm" and he gets out his chisel and starts to change us. But he doesn't grind us down into perfect little squares and line us up in rows-no he takes our imperfections and the shape that we have, and he finds a spot for us- a little chipping here, a little realignment there. Sometimes he cuts off a big chunk of us because we are no good when we have that extra. But its not always easy! Sometimes we resist-we don't want to chip and and break and be shaped, so we resist his will-even to the point of crumbling in his hands. But even then, God can use the pieces left over for some other spot in the wall. When we are finished, we might not look like much-one stone is all we are, and we just look like a rock. But when we are put amongst all the other stones that God has laboured over, we become a beautiful creation. Being the stones that we are, we can't always see how good we look on that wall..all we know is the chips we have lost and the cutting of the saw. But God sees us, and he sees our beauty, and he says "I knew that was just the spot for you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5638350587304082496-7633175346942892926?l=rollercoasteroperator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But it's only part of what we learned about you from your answers on the test. We also determined the way you process information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you think about things makes you  a &lt;b&gt;Creative Theorist&lt;/b&gt;. This means you are a highly intelligent, complex person. You are able to process information of nearly every kind with ease, using both creativity and analysis to make sense of the world. Compared to others you also have a very rich imagination. &lt;/p&gt;                                             &lt;p&gt; How did we determine that your thinking style is that of a &lt;b&gt;Creative Theorist&lt;/b&gt;? When we examined your test results further, we analyzed how you scored on 8 dimensions of intelligence: spatial, organizational, abstract reasoning, logical, mechanical, verbal, visual and numerical. The 3 dimensions you scored highest on combine to make you a &lt;b&gt;Creative Theorist&lt;/b&gt;. Only 6 out of 1,000 people have this rare combination of abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find out which intelligence dimensions you scored highest on and how your IQ score compares to others in your personalized, 31-page Super IQ Report.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What can I say...I guess I'm pretty smart. would you believe it? only 6 in 1000 people have this rare condition. That means I am one of only 180,000 in Canada! there are only 39,491,187 (9:10pm GMT-5 according to the US census bureau) like me in the world! I'm going to have to find out where they-WE-hold our conventions! yikes! maybe theres a tax credit for 'Creative Theorist'. Hmm..can anyone think of any creative theories I have come up with? Actually I did have this one about a reverse microwave to be used in steel fabrication, but apparently thats already being researched, so...dang. These creative ideas are really hit and miss. Maybe if I get the 30-no sorry, 31- page report it will tell me what I need to know about creating theories, besides just conspiracy theories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On another note, check out the &lt;a href="http://www.census.gov/main/www/popclock.html"&gt;World Population Clock&lt;/a&gt;. If you wait for  a minute to pass, it starts updating only every minute, and it went up like..1000 since I started writing this. But anyways the point is, according to these numbers, which are probably not entirely accurate in magnitude, but in terms of rate-of-change, reasonable , nearly 150 children are born every minute. Thats like..5 every 2 seconds. Its crazy to think of how many people are born every day into this world. And if you think about it, roughly 80% of the world lives in utter poverty. Not taking into account that birth rates in most developed countries are much lower than in 3rd world countries, or factors such as high abortion rates in developed countries and high infant mortality rates in underdeveloped countries, rougly 150 children are born each minute, and of those, nearly 120 of them are born into utter poverty. And 100% of them are born into utter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;depravity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And now back to our feature presentation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5638350587304082496-3956977709224879771?l=rollercoasteroperator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I myself am quite unexperienced with such propaganda of this sort but i took it upon myself to reassure you that captain carrot is still alive. Now im sure you are all doubling over with worry at the thought of anything happening to your dear captain c&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;arrot. I&lt;/span&gt; do not know if our dear captain will ever be the same again. It seems the pungent potato poo-heads have decided to take matters into their own hands. Last week they came to were captain carrot lives (location undisclosed) and spread salad dressing on his front step&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;! Captai&lt;/span&gt;n c&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;arrot p&lt;/span&gt;honed me up and said "Is this some sort of dipping sauce joke!?" I wondered what he was talking about and he told me about the salad dressing, of course it was not I. I would never dream of doing such an evil thing. My wits danced around my head with uninterrupted intensity, and then without a second glance I tossed on my shoes and cantered off in the morning air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See! Look what the fiends did!" I glared my eyes wide as i waited for my pupils to adjust to the straining light of the wintery sun. There before me was a vast, viscous mess of thick ranch dressing that had been splattered all over the front stoop of our Intrepid Captain's spacious 3-bedroom bungalow with vaulted master bedroom, ensuit, jacuzzi, hot tub, wireless internet hub, and 34" convection oven built right into the kitchen! Such was my surprise that I grunted in astonishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What could this be, C&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ap&lt;/span&gt;tain? Some kind of salad spectacle? Some defunct dressing debacle?!" The C&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aptain&lt;/span&gt;, obviously traumatized by this dastartdly deed, was at a loss for words, but he pointed at the center of the salad mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, surrounded in mushy footprints and specles of dirt and gold nuggets, were spelled out in the dressing 4 distinct words: "We Know Where You Live"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, thats 5 words. Fix that. And by the way, like Duh, they already just pranked my house, of course they know where I live! These guys must be pros, to leave a message so vague!" digressed the captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But Wait!" I deliberated! "there is more written in the salad..dressing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrawled in the speckles of dirt that had fallen from the bodies of whoever had done this deed, were written the following messages: "You had better know whats best for you, and stop fighting the carrot rebellion. If you know whats good for your, you will give  up the gold, and be consoled with the consolation prize. You have a lot to loose in this 'venture' of  yours. Don't drop the ball."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, sounds like they mean business" mused the Captain as he fuzzled his muzzle. "I'd better get to the bottem of this! But just who are we dealing with?! Thats the real question, I say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maybe it was a leaf sect, sir?" I suggested. "Some of those fiends can be quite the dirty types..roaming Romaines, Frigid Icebergs, i wouldn't put it past them. And who else would have such an impressive selection of salad dressing? This is gourme-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO! Wait. something about first place? Gold, they say..first place...Gold. Hmm...gold....Gold nuggets...nuggets. Kinda reminds me of a gold rush...like the one in California, or the one in....the Yukon!!! Dirt Clods. Gold..Yukon Gold! of course! Those dirty dirty scoundrals. I should have known they would be behind this act of terrorism. I know exactly what to do!!!! I hope you have your pocket peeler, because we will definitely need it! Lets Ship out!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5638350587304082496-8673433557132167022?l=rollercoasteroperator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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