I came across the following story while I was on yahoo about to check my email. The title of the story is what caught my eye. In a world where all things Religion are put on the back burner it surprised me to read; "Robber hands over gun to victim and prays," on Yahoo's home page. Being the curious person that I am I had to learn more about Angela Montez A.K.A. the Check cashing Christian.
When Gregory Smith, alleged robber, stormed in and demanded Ms. Montez A.K.A. Princess of Prayer to empty her drawer full of cash, she kept a cool head and did the only thing she knew what to do...pray.
She told Smith that he was too young to throw his life away, and began to pray, telling him to join in. Soon enough Smith gave Ms. Montez A.K.A. Faith Fairy his only bullet and opened the flood gates to his soul.
What faith and courage Angela Montez had to have to do something like that and put herself out there. In doing so she might have saved that young man's life.
WAY TO GO ANGELA!!
If you want to learn more about Angela click the link below.
http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/angela-montez-prays-armed-robber-leaves/Story?id=8875272&page=1
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
In case you don't know...
I'm a bit of a nerd. I'm proud to say that as well, I wear the badge proudly. I even made nerd cards for my friends and I to determine what level we are. There are four levels; Bronze, Silver, Gold, and Adamantium =)
The reason I stated this is simple, I wrote a fictitious ballad for a friend of mine and wanted to share it with the rest of you. Hope you enjoy.
Hello Brave Stonecutters, even though you might not know it I was there the night you fought bravely against the Wind Hag. The way you came together as a team inspired me to write a ballad in honor of your guild. I hope you enjoy it. I would like to let you know it's my second most requested story I tell, right behind the tale of "Sir Viagra and the Amazons."Please to enjoy.
Hail travelers far and wide
Where were you the night The Wind Hag died??
She was dispatched as easily as a hot knife through butter
This feat belongs to the mighty Stonecutters
It all started on a night much like this
When the Iksar monk stated with a quite hiss
“Let’s kill that old wind bag, her butt and my boot
And when she falls down I call Dibs on the loot.”
The rest of the guildmates rolled their eyes and agreed
That The Wind Hag should die for all her evil deeds
Off they went ten heroes in all
To a land far away to start the epic brawl
Many miles they traveled over land, swamp, and sea
Not once did they stop, not even to pee
While they walked, plans the heroes did make
This battle would be tough no room for a mistake
They all gathered round the Wind Hag’s ancient tower
The Co-leader reminded them of her mighty wind power
“She can knock back the biggest tank with such ease
Not using much power maybe a slight sneeze.”
And don’t forget she can summon friends if things get to tough
Oh I almost forgot that Mez, Jag, and I still need to buff.”
Spell after spell were cast on the heroes
When it was all done the team’s mana was zero
“The time is now,” yelled the fully armed feline
“Give it everything you got, in Hell she will dine!”
The Stonecutters caught the Wind Hag off guard
Blood flew everywhere and feathers were charred
But the Wind Hag had a few tricks of her own
Cause when she finally fell the heroes weren’t alone
Elementals of Air popped up in her place
And beat on the heroes some lives they did erase
When it was over the Stonecutters were still there
The Heroes all smiled victory they did declare
So monsters of every shape and size
Do whatever you can not to run into these guys
The reason I stated this is simple, I wrote a fictitious ballad for a friend of mine and wanted to share it with the rest of you. Hope you enjoy.
Hello Brave Stonecutters, even though you might not know it I was there the night you fought bravely against the Wind Hag. The way you came together as a team inspired me to write a ballad in honor of your guild. I hope you enjoy it. I would like to let you know it's my second most requested story I tell, right behind the tale of "Sir Viagra and the Amazons."Please to enjoy.
Hail travelers far and wide
Where were you the night The Wind Hag died??
She was dispatched as easily as a hot knife through butter
This feat belongs to the mighty Stonecutters
It all started on a night much like this
When the Iksar monk stated with a quite hiss
“Let’s kill that old wind bag, her butt and my boot
And when she falls down I call Dibs on the loot.”
The rest of the guildmates rolled their eyes and agreed
That The Wind Hag should die for all her evil deeds
Off they went ten heroes in all
To a land far away to start the epic brawl
Many miles they traveled over land, swamp, and sea
Not once did they stop, not even to pee
While they walked, plans the heroes did make
This battle would be tough no room for a mistake
They all gathered round the Wind Hag’s ancient tower
The Co-leader reminded them of her mighty wind power
“She can knock back the biggest tank with such ease
Not using much power maybe a slight sneeze.”
And don’t forget she can summon friends if things get to tough
Oh I almost forgot that Mez, Jag, and I still need to buff.”
Spell after spell were cast on the heroes
When it was all done the team’s mana was zero
“The time is now,” yelled the fully armed feline
“Give it everything you got, in Hell she will dine!”
The Stonecutters caught the Wind Hag off guard
Blood flew everywhere and feathers were charred
But the Wind Hag had a few tricks of her own
Cause when she finally fell the heroes weren’t alone
Elementals of Air popped up in her place
And beat on the heroes some lives they did erase
When it was over the Stonecutters were still there
The Heroes all smiled victory they did declare
So monsters of every shape and size
Do whatever you can not to run into these guys
Thursday, October 15, 2009
The cursed replay button!
Are you kidding me!?!? I have had the same song playing in my head for five straight hours. Sure the first couple of hours I was really digging it and even sang along, but now it's starting to wear on my nerves. Please tell me I'm not alone, I hope other Candorteers out there know where I'm coming from. Tell me you too know the annoyance of "Looping Lyrics." How/why does this happen??
Is it because the song stuck in my head, this damnable "earworm," matches my current mood??
Or is it my subconscious trying to tell me something?? If "Blue Suede Shoes" is stuck in my head, does that mean I need to go shoe shopping?? If "Brick House" is on mental repeat does that mean I should pick up a realty guide, or have my brothers and I build houses of Hay, Sticks, and Bricks??
Wait do you hear that, =D ya me either! I think it's finally gone, finally gone! Oh happy day!!!
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