I am trying to behave myself, really I am… It is just that I am chapped at the behavior of some people. Why is it when you try to do the right thing, that people won’t listen to you? Why is it that a person will choose to do their own thing, and do not give a rip about who they hurt or effect?

Why do we have to be so stinking selfish?

It is bad enough when you tell someone that the Devil has been tempting you, that they act as if you already did it. I know that Jesus said the if you look at a woman and lust, it is as if you already did it in your heart. But what sense would it make for you to say that you cant look at a certain magazine, because you don’t want to be tempted, only to have them judge you for being tempted.

Or lets say the devil is trying to tempt you to break into a person’s stuff, and you say no to that temptation, because you don’t do that anymore. Then you tell someone how easy it would be for you to break in to their stuff, and they need to change their locks, so that someone who wouldn’t say no can’t hurt them. You show them how easy it would be, only to have them hate you for trying to steal their stuff. If you want to protect your computer from hackers, you ask the ex-hacker how they would do it.

That really isn’t the reason I am so upset though, and why I need to vent. The reason I said that, was because I don’t see how a person can hate someone who is really looking out for their best interests. I am starting to see how Jesus might have felt, to die on the cross, only to have people hate Him for trying to give them Real Life.

What has me upset is the fact that I ask my kids to not leave their hair iron on the floor. Almost everyday I tell them that as I almost step on it.

What has me upset is the fact that their mom has taught them to not listen to me, or tell me anything that they need because, because “well your dad is just that way”.

What has me upset is the fact that when they try to cover up their mistakes, out of self preservation.

What has me upset is the fact that when they get in trouble for doing something, they blame me for it.

You may ask, “Why Gene, what on earth happened to make you say all this?”

The other day the hair iron was left on the floor, and apparently Misty had her leg on it. You might have seen in her pictures that she is in a wheelchair, and she has no feeling in her lower half. When they saw that it was on the iron, she moved it, but for some reason they neglected to inform me.

Being that I am a single dad, I cannot be in the bathroom while 3 girls are getting ready. I rely on them to be good and obedient girls and do what they are supposed to do, without me banging on the door when a cat fight breaks out. If they need something, they call me and I will help (like to put Misty in her chair so that she can move around).

I get this call, and I find myself being fussed at by Michelle for this burn on Misty’s leg. I am told that it is big and as bad as when I burned my leg oh the exhaust of my motorcycle. That was a minor burn to me, because it blistered and I put aloe on it. She fussed at me, and said that they told her that Misty had her leg on the iron.

I later told her that the girls never told me that Misty had her leg on the iron, but I remembered telling them to pick the iron off the floor (or some one would get burned). I told her later that she needed to stop fussing and blaming me, and she said that she wasn’t. I didn’t press it, but I clearly heard her tell them as I picked up the phone, “every time you go to your dad’s house, you loose or forget something, or you get hurt”. That sounded like blame to me…

I asked her if she was going to bring Misty to the doctor, and she said that it was “already done, and too late”. So I trusted her, and left it alone. Last night, Misty is cleaning the bandage in her room, and I knock on the door and ask to see this burn. I did not expect what I saw…

I tried to not make a big deal, but I was mad. I helped her put the stuff on it and prayed for it, and put her to bed. I know she doesn’t feel, but I could see the leg jump because of it.

I sent out e-mail of this pic to my friends to have them pray, and talked to my sis on Yahoo IM. I called Michelle at work, and told her to come get Misty this morning and take her to a burn doctor. She doesn’t listen to me, she took her to a general practitioner, but they will tell her what to do.

I was mad that she never went to have it looked at. I was mad that if the kids listened to me, this would never have happened. I was mad that the devil would cause a baby girl to be born with Spina Bifida, and then have her burn herself to make it worse.

So I am ticked, but you know Jesus died for our healing, and God is a healer. Satan is a liar, and it confounds me that people that claim to love Jesus, think that they can dance with the devil and his people, and not get burned.

Let me tell you now, and mark my words, satan has lost and Jesus is victorious. You better pick your side now, and pick the right one quick. You can try to dismiss my words, call me a religious freak, and say that I need to respect your opinion, but you will have those words thrown back in your face at judgment day by satan himself if you don’t pick the winning side now.

You can fuss at me, get mad at me, think I am mean and stubborn, but I love people, and I will always do what is the right thing when ever I can. I preach the truth of God’s word, and His word is never up for debate. His words are truth, and anything that is a hair off is a complete and total lie.

If that isn’t the kind of friend you want, then enjoy dancing with the devil while you think it is fun, but remember this… He likes to burn people