' ' The Cowboy In the Continental Suit..

[Blue]

heard Marty Robbins sing it tonight, can't imagine a better song
dealin' with

[Turk 182]

heard  Marty Robbins sing it tonight, can't imagine a better song
dealin' with

Ever wonder what the Cowboy would do if he gets paralyzed by the
rodeo? There is a song written by Stirling Whipple, I believe, that
really hits home. What would that cowboy do? One possibility is in
"Silence on the Line." Great song! Chris Ledoux did a version but I
prefer T.G. Sheppards:

Silence on the Line

Took my last fall in San Diego
Bus headed North one headed South
I call the farm in Colorado
and I lift the dusty payphone to my mouth

She says "hello" I said it's me honey
Sorry I stayed away so long
Tell the kids their old mans through with playing rodeo
Because if it's alright with you I'm comin' home

Well there's silence on the line
She says you sure did take your time
But I do need a man for the things a man is good for
'Cause you know how it is raisin' crops and raisin' kids
demands a man at least as fit as you are

So come on get on home, there's hay and me to hoe
A boy that needs a whippin' and a hundred things to do
Hope you finally found your mind Leave that rodeo behind,
I've spent half my life just waitin' here for you

I guess that nows the time I better tell her
Hon I've got this friend that's here with me
He used to be a cowboy and a good one so they say
But now his legs are crippled he can't walk you see

But Hon you ought to hear him tell his stories
Sing the old songs Play the guitar too
And I'd really like to show him Colorado
but I thought I'd better leave that up to you

Well there's silence on the line and now I hear her say
I only need a man for the things a man is good for
'Cause you know how it is a place just half this big
demands a man at least as fit as you are

Put yourself in his place it'd be awful hard to face
all the chores and work and nothin' he could do
If you wanna know my mind, leave the rodeo bum behind
Don't waste our time I'm waitin' here for you

Well cryin's just for kids, I hung up the phone
Fumble with my crutches movin' slow
Wishin' I was on the bus that's Colorado bound
and I hope the weather's nice in Mexico...

Music out (t.g.'s got this spanish guitar sound - very nice)

[OldMan Zeke]

 
JAKE THE RANCHER
Jake, the rancher,
went one day to fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty
and the clouds rolled gray and dense.
 
As he pounded the last staples in
and gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen,
the wind and snow began to blow.
When he finally reached his pickup,
he felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition,
he knew it wouldn't start.
So Jake did what most of us would do
if we had been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head
and sent aloft a prayer.
As he turned the key for the last time,
he softly cursed his luck.
They found him three days later,
frozen stiff in that old truck.
Now Jake had been around in life
and done his share of roaming.
But when he saw Heaven,
he was shocked -- it looked just like Wyoming!
Of all the saints in Heaven,
his favorite was St. Peter.
Now, this line ain't needed
but it helps with rhyme and meter)
 
So they set and talked a minute or two,
or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keepin' score --
 in Heaven, time is free
"I've always heard," Jake said to Pete,
"that God will answer prayer,
But one time I asked for help,
well, he just plain wasn't there."
 
"Does God answer prayers of some,
and ignore the prayers of others?
That don't seem exactly square --
I know all men are brothers.
"Or does he randomly reply,
without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day,
the weather or the season."
"Now I ain't trying to act smart,
it's just the way I feel.
And I was wondering',
could you tell me -- what the heck's the deal?!"
Peter listened very patiently
and when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition,
and he said, "So, you're the one!!"
"That day your truck, it wouldn't start,
and you sent your prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad time,
with hundreds of us trying."
"A thousand angels rushed,
to check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake,
we hadn't heard from you in quite a long while."
"And though all prayers are answered,
and God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice,
and started a truck in North Dakota."
BETTER KEEP IN TOUCH!
 
 
 

[Turk 182]

Post by OldMan Zeke
 
JAKE THE RANCHER
Jake, the rancher,
went one day to fix a distant fence.  
The wind was cold and gusty
and the clouds rolled gray and dense.  
 
As he pounded the last staples in  
and gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen,
the wind and snow began to blow.
When he finally reached his pickup,
he felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition,
he knew it wouldn't start.  
So Jake did what most of us would do
if we had been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head
and sent aloft a prayer.
As he turned the key for the last time,
he softly cursed his luck.  
They found him three days later,  
frozen stiff in that old truck.
Now Jake had been around in life  
and done his share of roaming.  
But when he saw Heaven,
he was shocked -- it looked just like Wyoming!
Of all the saints in Heaven,
his favorite was St. Peter.  
Now, this line ain't needed  
but it helps with rhyme and meter)
 
So they set and talked a minute or two,
or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keepin' score --
 in Heaven, time is free
"I've always heard," Jake said to Pete,
"that God will answer prayer,  
But one time I asked for help,  
well, he just plain wasn't there."  
 
"Does God answer prayers of some,  
and ignore the prayers of others?  
That don't seem exactly square --  
I know all men are brothers.
"Or does he randomly reply,
without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day,
the weather or the season."  
"Now I ain't trying to act smart,
it's just the way I feel.
And I was wondering',
could you tell me -- what the heck's the deal?!"
Peter listened very patiently
and when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition,
and he said, "So, you're the one!!"  
"That day your truck, it wouldn't start,
and you sent your prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad time,
with hundreds of us trying."
"A thousand angels rushed,
to check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake,
we hadn't heard from you in quite a long while."
"And though all prayers are answered,
and God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice,
and started a truck in North Dakota."
BETTER KEEP IN TOUCH!

That's a great read, Zeke! I wonder what it sounds like. Who did Jake
the Rancher?

[OldMan Zeke]

Re: ' ' The Cowboy In the Continental Suit..

Group: alt.music.country.classic Date: Fri, Dec 28, 2007, 1:39am (EST-3)
From: ***@gmail.com (Turk=A0182)
On Dec 27, 2:13=A0pm, ***@webtv.net (OldMan Zeke) wrote:
=A0
JAKE THE RANCHER
Jake, the rancher,

That's a great read, Zeke! I wonder what it sounds like. Who did Jake
the Rancher?

To be honest I got it in th mail
done deleted
dont rem who wrote it

I've no doubt that Porter cuda done it--grin
or even Johnny Cash
Johnny recited th Gettsburg address
and sold it

dont think it was recorded

creeks may rise here--rainin hard

[d***@webtv.net]

It's a poem, but I found no google mention of it being set to music. --
Dick

"Jake the Rancher
We get many requests asking for the poem "Jake the Rancher," about a
rancher's prayer that is heard, but since his voice is not recognized,
the answer to his prayer (to start his truck) is given to someone else
in North Dakota.
It is posted in many places on the internet, including: 
http://www.cowboyfun.com/jake/, where it is attributed to Bill Jones"

[[e-mail] (Noah Tall)]

Post by OldMan Zeke
He didn't recognize your voice,

and started a truck in North Dakota."<

I thought he was God ? : ) LOL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I wonder if Allah recognizes people's voices ? Buddah ? King
Esker ? : )

Hmmmmmm . Maybe all those atheists are right ? LOL !!! : )



P. S. - No charge for the smiley faces. : ) I got a bunch of new ones
for Christmas. : )


Happy New Year !

[OldMan Zeke]

I bought a teddy bear yesterday for $1, named it Mohammed and sold it
for $2.
 
The question is... have I made a prophet?



Re: ' ' The Cowboy In the Continental Suit..

Group: alt.music.country.classic Date: Sun, Dec 30, 2007, 5:40am (EST-3)
From: ***@aol.com (***@aol.com (Noah Tall))
On Dec 27, 2:13ï¿œpm, ***@webtv.net (OldMan Zeke)
wrote:
He didn't recognize your voice,
and started a truck in North Dakota."<
I thought he was God ? : ) LOL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I wonder if Allah recognizes people's voices ? Buddah ? King Esker ? : )
Hmmmmmm . Maybe all those atheists are right ? LOL !!! : )
P. S. - No charge for the smiley faces. : ) I got a bunch of new ones
for Christmas. : )
Happy New Year !

[OldMan Zeke]

=A0
----- Original
This is long but well worth the time it takes to read it.=A0 Hope=A0you
has a very Merry Christmas and a Happy and Blessed New Year!
=A0
=A0
Science vs. God
=A0
"Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ."=A0=A0 The
atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks
one of his new students to stand.
"You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"
"Yes sir," the student says.
"So you believe in God?"
"Absolutely."
"Is God good?"
"Sure! God's good."
"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"
"Yes."
"Are you good or evil?"
"The Bible says I'm evil."
The professor grins knowingly. "Aha! The Bible!" He considers for a
moment.=A0=A0
=A0
"Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you
can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?"
"Yes sir, I would."
"So you're good...!"
"I wouldn't say that."
"But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could.
Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't."
The student does not answer, so the professor continues. "He doesn't,
does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he
prayed to Jesus to heal him How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer
that one?"
The student remains silent.
"No, you can't, can you?" the professor says. He takes a sip of water
from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.
"Let's start again, young fella Is God good?"
"Er...yes," the student says.
"Is Satan good?"
The student doesn't hesitate on this one. "No."
"Then where does Satan come from?"
The student : "From...God.."
"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in
this world?"
"Yes, sir."
"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?"
"Yes."
"So who created evil?" The professor continued, "If God created
everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to
the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil."
Without allowing the student to answer, the professor continues: "Is
there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things,
do they exist in this world?"
The student: "Yes."
"So who created them?"
The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his
question. "Who created them? There is still no answer. Suddenly the
lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is
mesmerized.
"Tell me," he continues onto another student. "Do you believe in Jesus
Christ, son?"
The student's voice is confident: "Yes, professor, I do."
The old man stops pacing. "Science says you have five senses you use to
identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"
"No sir. I've never seen Him"
"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"
"No, sir, I have not."
"Have you ever actually felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your
Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God
for that matter?"
"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."
"Yet you still believe in him?"
"Yes."
"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol,
science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?"
"Nothing," the student replies. "I only have my faith."
"Yes, faith," the professor repeats. "And that is the problem science
has with God. There is no evidence, only faith."
The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his
own. "Professor, is there such thing as heat?"
"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."
"And is there such a thing as cold?"
"Yes, son, there's cold too."
"No sir, there isn't."
The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room
suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain.
"You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat,
unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have
anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which
is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such
thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest
-458 degrees. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has
or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or
transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat.
You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of
heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units
because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the
absence of it."
Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom,
sounding like a hammer.
"What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?"
"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it
isn't darkness?"
"You're wrong again, sir.=A0=A0=A0Darkness is not something; it is the
absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright
light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have
nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to
define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be
able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"
The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will
be a good semester. "So what point are you making, young man?"
"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to
start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed."
The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. "Flawed? Can
you explain how?"
=A0
"You are working on the premise of duality," the student explains. "You
argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad
God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something
we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses
electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully
understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be
ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it."
"Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved
from a monkey?"
=A0
"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man,
yes, of course I do"
=A0
"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"
The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes
where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.
"Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and
cannot even prove that this process is an on-going=A0=A0endeavour, are
you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a
preacher?"
The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion
has subsided.
"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let
me give you an example of what I mean."
The student looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has
ever seen the professor's brain?" The class breaks out into laughter.
"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the
professor's brain, touched or smelled the professor's brain?=A0 =A0No
one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of
empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no
brain, with all due respect, sir.=A0 =A0So if science says you have no
brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?"
Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his
face unreadable.
Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. "I guess
you'll have to take them on faith."
"Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with
life," the student continues. "Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?"
Now uncertain, the professor responds, "Of course, there is. We see it
everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is
in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These
manifestations are nothing else but evil."
To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist sir, or at least it
does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is
just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the
absence of God.
God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man
does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that
comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no
light."
The professor sat down.
=A0
Pass this on if you love Jesus.
=A0
=A0
=A0
=A0
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who matter don't
mind,=A0
and those who mind don't matter."=A0=A0Dr. Seuss
Michelle

[d***@webtv.net]

At the risk of offending "believers", as an agnostic I think that
religion equals superstition! Oh oh, will I go to hell? <g>
-- Dick

[OldMan Zeke]

not much of believer myself

but

I love that gospel music



Re: ' ' The Cowboy In the Continental Suit..

Group: alt.music.country.classic Date: Sun, Dec 30, 2007, 3:22pm (EST-3)
From: ***@webtv.net
At the risk of offending "believers", as an agnostic I think that
religion equals superstition! Oh oh, will I go to hell? <g>
=A0=A0-- Dick

[OldMan Zeke]

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[Blue]

Post by d***@webtv.net
At the risk of offending "believers", as an agnostic I think that
religion equals superstition! Oh oh, will I go to hell? <g>
 -- Dick

I'm a believer (Monkees, 60's) my son says he's an agnostic, I'm not
offended, folks young and old have the ability to be sorta
lightheaded,
how 'bout it. Drink a Beer!

[[e-mail] (Noah Tall)]

Post by OldMan Zeke
�

.� > �> Science vs. God

Post by OldMan Zeke

Post by OldMan Zeke
The student looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has

ever seen the professor's brain?"

<So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable,
demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all
due respect, sir.� �> �

Not at all. According to the established rules of empirical, stable,
demonstrable protocol, science says the student who's making this
flawed thesis, is the one with no brain. : ) Kind of proves why he's a
student.

Science can not prove the existence of a God, but sadly for you it CAN
prove the professor has a brain, although the way this juvenile story
is being presented, the FACT that he doesn't beat this student up like
the red - headed step - child he appears to be, points to the
probability that it's not a very large brain. : )

Organized religion is a house of cards that cannot stand on it's own .
Hardly a day goes by where the Catholic Church is not in the news for
another clergy abuse scandal, almost every one of the most popular
ministers/evangelists in the Country has been rocked at one time or
another by HUGE scandals for different reasons, Al Shapton is now on
the radar for questionable financial and ethical decisions, and on
and on ...

I believe it was Mao who called religion "the opiate of the masses" .

Post by OldMan Zeke
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who matter don't
mind,�
and those who mind don't matter."��Dr. Seuss
Michelle

[E T]

The quote "religion is the opiate of the masses" is usually attributed
to Karl Marx, although Mao probably agreed.

But while I read about, hear about, and watch the NFL football games, I
think maybe sports is now the opiate! :-) E. T.