Tuesday, April 19, 2011


If you read yesterday's entry, you'll know that this past Saturday was a busy day for me.

I was supposed to go out in the evening with my injured worker friend, M. 

You may recall that not long ago, M's aunt graciously provided tickets for M to take me to see Celtic Connection at Caesar's Windsor (casino).  We had a great time that evening! 

Well, M offered to take me to see opera singer Paul Potts do his thing.  In case you don't know who Paul Potts is, he is known for having become the first season's winner of the show, Britain's Got Talent.

At first, when M asked me, I thought she needed someone to go with her, so I agreed to join her.  However, when I realized that she indeed had someone else available to join her for the evening, I let her know I was backing out.

It's not that I wouldn't have loved seeing and hearing Paul Potts, because I would have.  I'm just in two (2) minds about doing so at the casino.  Okay, you're probably going to call me a prude, but I just truly don't enjoy supporting the casino, in any way, shape or form. 

The funny thing is, it's not just about the gambling.  It's also due to the way they have treated injured workers, in the past.  This is a story for another time.  In any case, I cancelled out.

While working out Saturday afternoon, my trainer/friend M asked me what I was doing for that evening.  When I let her know I had cancelled seeing Paul Potts, she suggested I join her, her husband and some friends at one of the legions, here in Windsor.

At the time, I let M know I was rather tired, for I was.  I also let her know that I would think about it and possibly attend.  M reminded me that dancing is good exercise. 

I reminded her that I knew it was, but firstly, I didn't know if my knee was strong enough for that, and secondly, I had no dancing partner.  Even so, she insisted I should join them.

Well, at home, I gave it some thought.  At first thought, I decided to go and join in the fun.  Then, after more thought about it, I decided to not attend there, either.

It's not just because it is a drinking establishment and I'm not a drinker.  In addition, as I mentioned, I would have felt like a fifth (5th) wheel, being alone.

But, the main reason was because being alone, in a drinking establishment, people might think I was there in the hopes of meeting a new person in my life.  Not.

What convinced me to stay home, was that God reminded me to abstain from the appearance of evil (1 Thessalonians 5:22), for the appearance of evil is as bad as the evil, itself.  I realized that I really didn't want to compromise my feelings, for I love my Lord and don't want to do anything to hurt Him.

So, I stayed home.

Instead, I used my time to write more in my book.  Now, I'm in Chapter #10.  It is proving to be much more work than I thought it would be.

Until next time...

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