Back during my childhood, our parents would often load
up my brother and me after Sunday morning church services for a leisurely drive
around where we lived. Even though we
were seeing mostly familiar sights, it was still good to see them, and this is
why “A Sunday Drive” sounded about right for the name of a weekly series
revisiting familiar sites that are well worth seeing again and again. The link below the image is to the site
itself, and the image is linked to the post it was first included in here.
This is a weekly
series that will include a brief summary of the latest articles that have been
published on The Tribulation Times Herald-Exhorter. Hopefully, this will encourage you to go
check out some truly outstanding articles that have been published by a number
of truly outstanding authors. Moreover,
I hope this will also encourage you to want to become a contributing
member/author, as well. The “Hear
Ye! Hear Ye!” site explanation near the
top of the side-bar should answer many of your questions. Yes, this series also included an “SOS! (Spam
On Saturdays)” segment before, but it
just wasn’t working for me. Therefore,
that will be replaced by a republishing of one of the Trib articles.
It
was brought to my attention several weeks ago that a couple of my dear friends
were no longer replying to the comments that I had been leaving on their
respective blog posts. At first, I
assumed that it was just on account of them receiving so many comments and not
having the time to leave a reply for them all, but then days stretched into
weeks.
Be
assured that I found it quite perplexing.
For I thought that they considered me to be as dear of a friend to them
as I considered them to be to me.
It
was around this time that my natural tendency towards paranoia snuck up and
slapped me on the back of my head, and with my wife not being all that good for
my self-esteem, it stung quite a bit.
For she has made it abundantly clear on several occasions that I am not
nearly as charming, nor funny, as I would like to believe I am. Therefore, it made sense to me that I may
have crossed a line in another attempt at being charming and/or funny in a
comment, and it was on account of this that my dear friends were giving me the
silent treatment.
I
finally asked one of them in an email if I may have upset her in some way, and
her assurances that this was not the case did make me feel better. Nonetheless, her reason for no longer
replying to my comments left me even more perplexed. For she said that I had hidden my email
address, and that it was for this reason that she had not been replying to my
comments.
Whoa,
when did I do that? For I have always
been very focused on making myself as accessible as possible on account of my
ministry, and this included all of my online shenanigans activities.
Oh
yeah, it was indeed a puzzler to me. For
there was my email address prominently on display on my Google+ profile, and
all of my efforts to find an answer online were proving to be rather fruitless.
Adding
all the more to my dilemma was that the way my two friends had been replying to
my comments lately was via email. They
started out leaving replies as comments, but had switched to replying to
comments via email in the same way as one would reply to a regular email, which
is something that I have never pursued on account of wanting to keep as much as
possible out in the open—especially when it came to a dispute with a reader.
In
all fairness, the thought had floated through some weeks ago that the trouble
with my email address being hidden started when I switched from having my name
attached to my Blogger profile to my Google+ one, but it was not until a few
days ago that I went to check, which is when it all become clear to me. For when my name was attached to my Blogger
profile, email notifications of a comment left by me came from Jerry E. Beuterbaugh (after I changed from
FishHawk) FishHawk7@gmail.com via blogger.bounces.google.com, which allows
the recipient to just hit “reply” to send a reply via email. Whereas, with my name being attached to my
Google+ profile, email notifications of a comment were coming from Jerry E. Beuterbaugh noreply-comment@blogger.com,
which obviously does not allow the recipient to just hit “reply” to send a
reply via email.
Now,
I struggle with the use of replying to comments via email. For they do not show up in the comments
section, which leaves the impression to a newcomer that they have come to
another place where the owner does not care to respond to those who have taken the
time to express what they think of their efforts—not to mention stop any hope
of continuing the discussion for the benefit of those who are content to just
read the back and forth.
Of
course, if you do not usually publish articles that might warrant further
discussion, there probably would not be much back and forth to read, and if you
are trapped in the same bubble as I have been, there probably would not be much
back and forth, anyway. Yeah, the
“stuff” that I publish might have something to with that, but I would rather
not get into any discussion about it at this time. (LOL?)
I
can also understand how replying to comments via email can save a lot of time
for those who have lives to live offline, and it was on account of this that I
switched back to my old Blogger profile a couple of days ago. However, I returned to my Google+ profile
when it was brought to my attention that I could no longer “share” blog posts
with my followers there, and since their number is now approaching 200, that
would be a lot of missed opportunities to “share” what I have been given to
offer—regardless of what that may be.
Well,
I am really confused right now. For I
just checked if the address associated with email notifications of blog
comments from me was still Jerry E.
Beuterbaugh noreply-comments@blogger.com with my name being attached to my
Google+ profile, and it came up as if it was attached with my Blogger
profile. So, I don’t know if Blogger has
made a change or what. Yeah, if my wife would let me have any of it, her money would be on what.
The SOLE purpose of this weekly series is
to help call attention to sites that I think many would find most
interesting—in one way or another. Just
to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as a
recommendation, and I have included sites that are rather disturbing to
me. The link below each image is to the
site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was
taken when applicable. Please, go see
for yourself. Oh, and as of August 10,
2012, I will be no longer including sites that have auto-play and word
verification engaged.
Since I have not been given much of a life, I watch an
awful lot of television, which includes an awful lot of commercials. Now, a “GOOD” ad is one that holds my
attention and makes me want to at least learn more about the product or service
it is for. A “BAD” ad is one that
quickly becomes nothing more than background noise when it cannot be skipped
over. “UGLY” ads are much worse. For not only do they make we want to never
see them again, they make me want to never have anything to do with the company
that paid for them to be produced. Of
course, you may feel differently, but I sure wouldn’t say much about it around
anyone with a lick of sense. For I am,
after all, an expert on such things—albeit only in my own mind!
Not every song that
will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian”
in the eyes of this world. For some will
be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously
fervent rants of rebellion. Nonetheless,
be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another)
and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.
Hometown Glory
Adele
I've been walking
in the same way
As I did
Missing out the
cracks in the pavement
And tutting my heel
and strutting my feet
Is there anything I
can do for you dear
Is there anyone I
could call
No and thank you
Please Madam
I ain't lost
Just wandering
Round my hometown
Memories are fresh
Round my hometown
Ooh the people I've
met
Are the wonders of
my world
Are the wonders of
my world
Are the wonders of
this world
Are the wonders of
my world
I like it in the
city when the air is so thick and opaque
