What Does That Wierd Looking Signature Mean?

I am learning much, about much.

I have become a "Board Pro", and have learned about creating, setting up, designing, including format and content, and administering a public Forum Board. As many of you are aware, there are gazillions of them out there in the Internet. What you may not know is that several of them have my name on them as "Site Administrator". That sounds quite the title, doesn't it?

What it translates to, is that I'm the idiot that thought it would be a good idea to set up a website and invite total strangers to come and participate in my life.

Between my several interests, I have managed to set up several blogs (like the one you are reading now), several websites that I have developed, which highlight everything from prayer to music to writing to politics to trucking.

My life has been blessed with such a joy for learning, and exploring, that I do not think there is a single place, even in the vastness of the Internet, that can hold me this side of Heaven.

This side of heaven.

How do we get to the "other" side of Heaven? What will that moment be like, as we actually do make the journey across the river Jordan?

What will we experience in that flash of a moment? Will we recognize it?

I have said, and have believed all my life that there is not any power on this Earth that can be stronger, more effective, or longer lasting than effective prayer. Prayer, to me, is like sending a brilliant beam of God's own energy back to Him. And, the more effective the prayer is, the brighter the light shining into Heaven. There is a lot of darkness out there, too. Not only created, but sustained by those who--for whatever reason--have stopped praying. So, do we notice the darkness, or the bright variations of the light emanating from the hearts and souls of simple people?

I wondered what it must look like to God Himself. Do the Angels feel the brightness of the lights which are generated by powerful prayer? Do those who have gone before us, and who have yet to make the initial journey to this place, still in Heaven singing Dad's Praises feel the powerful rushing wind of effective prayer?

These thoughts were kind of sitting around in my brain as I was perusing the literally thousands of graphics available to me as a member of this forum - hosting site. And, as only I could do it, I skipped around mercilessly. The last example, on the last page, was the genesis of what has become the signature for this site. Thirteen hours of paging through everything from Halo2 to Pro Football, and even Angel examples with no spark.

And, as if Dad was answering the prayer of my heart, I saw it. And the name was already in it, to my eyes. It was immediate, certain, and final. THIS is how it looks, to those who inhabit Heaven. Some darkness, some dim, and some brilliant as 1,000 Suns, all streaming up to Heaven. Through the infiniteness of space, they beam toward the very throneroom of the Creator. Warmth, light, and goodness permeate INTO Heaven from the hearts and souls of those who know the way across the Chasm. And, it felt just wonderfully good to me.

The task for a total n00b (that's newbie to you still in the world of the sane) was to get it, use it, put information on it, save it, translate it into a file the hosting service could use, and get it up online.

Thirteen hours of searching. Twenty-two hours of manipulation through five different programs, and less than 10 minutes to get it where it was supposed to go. I wanted to tell you that I had quite the tough time getting the words onto the picture.

Countless attempts with different fonts, colors, and effects yielded only one result: frustration.
I stopped and went, finally, to bed with the feeling that I just didn't have what this task required. I talked to Dad about that before I went to sleep. And, once again, the issue wasn't the font. It was me. "I will show you!" Just kept pouring into my mind over and over again...until as I was going to sleep, I knew that it would be okay.

Today, in less than 10 minutes, and I promise you not of my doing, the screen on my monitor blinked, and there it was. I had (finally) learned the importance of saving every step in any kind of graphics maneuver (read that as several wasted hours), and saved the image as quickly as I could. To me, it was not the perfect siggi. But it was perfect for the site, and totally incorporated everything the site is supposed (as far as I know) to be about.

The font was an amazing surprise. The course does, as you may know, rely heavily on writing. The Personal Prayer Journal is still the central figure in the cast of characters that make up the course. And, when I found the one font, it didn't even look very good on the Word Page. But, I took a shot of it, anyway. I figured I could just put each one onto the picture, and play with it until I had what I wanted.

There were only two problems with that scenario.

1. I had no idea what I wanted. In fact, I truly realized that I would never get what I wanted. It's not about me! (You saw that coming, huh!)

2. I could have slapped exemplars on there til Heaven came down, and would have never gotten this combination.

I still don't know how the example of writing of that font wound up pointing up, rising on the wind of those prayers. And, yes, I am truly excited. Any time I get to see my Dad at work is a very exciting time. I look forward to some VERY exciting times at this site.

I hope you will join me there. I beg that you would pray for the site, and the people there. I seek your prayers that Dad would not only Bless it, but honor it with His presence. And, that His will alone would be done there. I pray that He alone would fill every space in it. And, I most fervently pray that His glory alone would be the result of it. Will you pray with me? Will you pray for this little project? Will you let your heart be given up, like a brilliant beam of light into the vastness of the Universe, and blister the walls of Heaven with your effective prayers?

Again, come join us. We'd love to see you there. I think Dad would, too.


Soli Deo Gloria!



Bud


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M. B. "Bud" Fields, Jr. DMA
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