I heard from Tom this weekend, he of WithoutExcuseCreations.Com fame.
A couple of weeks ago, he apprised us of his wife's battle with cancer and asked for prayer.
I'm glad to report this week that Tom wrote to tell us that doctors were encouraged on Wednesday to see a CAT scan showing the cancerous spots either diminishing in size or disappearing altogether. Please continue to pray for healing and God's presence for them both but especially Ann.
Tom also wrote to fill me in on his latest cultural critique, a piece of work he's titled The Hip Gyration-Nation:
"The Hip Gyration-Nation"
("Deca-Dancing Once Again")
We're the Coastal Deca-Dancers,
Painted up and dressed to kill;
Always voting our clear conscience...
Then seeking yet another thrill!
We're the High-Class Hollywooders,
And we despise you "Jesus Folk"...
You're misguided, backward dummies...
What you need's a little coke!
We're the hip Gyration-Nation...
Very caring...very cool!
We repeat the Liberal mantra...
"Let's smoke some dope out by the pool!"
There you'll find our Bosom Buddies,
Sequinned tights and leather thongs;
Nip 'n' tucksters...quite augmented,
Gathered there around the bong.
We prefer our sex convenient...
Unattached...with whom we please.
Redefining Ancient Standards,
To suit our own moralities!
We're 'into' Eastern Mysticisms,
Washboard abs and monster pecs.
We meditate on stuff like Buddha...
Yes, we enjoy all kinky sects!
Pay no attention to those babies,
Tossed behind the clinic there.
Just pretend that Dumpster's empty.
"Because We Care!"
It's all about Earth's Eco-Balance!
So many mouths just can't be fed!
Please don't sweat those little details.
They're better off there...
Just dig it, man!...It's their karma!
They'll crawl up on "The Wheel" again!
Don't fret about their tiny bodies....
Just enjoy your own, my friend!
Life's a gig for you to savor...
Just be "The Boss" of Your Domain!
Find the Treasure of Your Kingdom!
Don't waste your time...
You're here to Reign!
Remove those Christian Tali-banners,
>From the flagpoles on the Square!
Raise our Eco-Flag-o'-Freedom...
Raise it high!
"Because We Care!"
Raise it higher than our noses!
And then salute the Green 'n' Wise...
Raise it high into the Heavens!
High-up in unpolluted skies!
As a class, we're more discerning...
We're more creative and astute.
We have found "The Ground of Being"...
And yes! We found She's Green to boot!
So, Mother Earth.... we're paying homage...
Your Blue-Green State's our chosen hue.
The Red-State superstitious children...
Just really haven't got a clue!
We'll condescend to help them fathom,
How very deep our Wisdom lies...
You can trust us...
We will help you.
(If we can stoop down to your size!)
So, take our hand, you Crimson Cronies...
Walk with us along The Way...
We'll get your tantric juices flowing!
Together we will Save The Day!
Let's Deca-Dance 'round poles of Ashtar!
Let's bow before Viagra, too!
Let Cialis work her magik...
Still, Moloch, we worship You!
Join the heathen hedonistas!
Come satisfy your Inner Flame....
Chakra love is burning brighter,
(Yes, we still play The Goddess Game.)
Lord, again you find us dancing..
Around the Golden Calf we spin...
It's a theme we've been repeating,
>From Age to Age....
We just can't win!
So, help us, Lord to see The Problem!
God, shed Your Light upon our Sin...
Yes, this Rhythmic Dance is constant...
It seems ingrained so deep within!
Lord, give us Grace to hear You Calling,
O'er this beat of Ancient Lies.
Help us, Father, see the Son Shine...
Remove the scales from weary eyes.
Help us shun the Golden Calf, Lord..
And turn away from Satan's scam...
Jesus, please have mercy on us!
Teach us about The Spotless Lamb!
Give us grace to hear You calling...
I can definitely say amen to that...
Thanks again Tom!