Inspiration

What is the idea of Inspiration?  Perhaps it’s something simple, like the eyes of a child to a parent.  Maybe its more complicated – like pondering the meaning of life in a crazed world.  Maybe it’s something spiritual – through the greater glory of God…  Maybe it’s none of these things. 

I can honestly say this blog requires quite the bit of inspiration.  I would write in this thing more often and for longer if I had such a sensation of inspiration, but I am the possessor of two things that on contact murder the inspiration of the human soul.  Laziness and poor memory are these two things.  I’m sure if you had one, but not the other – things would get done much faster and with the greatest deal of inspiration.  It turns out I’m not that good.  Also, shiny things are far to interesting to not look at.

It’s been on many occasions that I’ve sat down at my desk at work and thought – “hey, I should write about that because I enjoy the topic.”  I’ll even flesh out some ideas and how it should flow.  It’s sheer genius!  “I’m amazing,” I think to my lonesome.  Next thing I know, Tim leans over the cubicle.  “Hey JJ, you’re drooling all over those documents and the keyboard.”

“FUCK!”  The genius is out of my mind and I have to close my mouth and start recovering my paperwork from my saliva.   Don’t act like it’s never happened to you.   But like the saliva terminated with a quick wipe by a deft sleeve, my idea and genius are now a recent memory.  I could have (instead of sitting there looking stupid) taken some notes, but I’m lazy.   If I didn’t have such terrible memory due to my binge drinking, I’d remember enough to make the entry a reality.

Sadly, I retreat to my home and sit at the computer with this site opened.  “I remember it had something to do with children…. and the Crusades.”  Alas, the idea is gone, and no one will ever read the funny things I had conjured up about the situation.  Just in case anyone was curious about the Children’s Crusade, it was the most ridiculous thing.  The pope literally told people to give up their kids to the Lord.  Since it was not 2007, people still had faith and said, “OMG!!! My little loser kid can totally be a martyr in the Holy Lands.”  The Pope in turn said, “No, no no.  No martyrs here.  God loves all the little children because of their innocence… nothing bad will happen to them.  Off you go kids.”

The children went off and reached the Mediterrainian Sea…. This is what I think happened:

Boy 1: Oh man, this looks like it’s gonna be rough… how do we get across?

Boy 2: Umm boats?

Chaperon: The pope said you can just walk across – Jesus loves all of you.

Hoard of Children: YAY!! ::Run into the sea and start drowning::

Chaperon: oh man… this looks bad…. I’ll just turn around and start a new life elsewhere and everyone will think I’m a martyr too!

In this situation I believe everyone won – especially the people occupying Jerusalem because even if the kids made it to the Holy Land – they would have surely been defeated.  Chances are they weren’t armed with anything because God’s love was all the needed…. to get to the Holy Land… and win… against armies… of full grown men… who were trained in battle…

Would you believe I didn’t mean to write anything about the Children’s Crusade when  sat at my desk tonight?  Now, how’s that for inspiration!?

 JJRC