Meet Spicoli Joe - The Monday Morning Memo

Spicoli Joe drove from Austin to Coldwater, Michigan
to pick up Quixote’s Rocinante for you.

“I don’t often write dark thoughts, and when I do, I rarely share them. But I woke up very early today and wrote a few things down. When Pennie woke up, she mentioned that it was Yom Kippur, a day of repentance. And then it made more sense.

This is what I wrote before the sun came up:

Autumn is coming little-by-little to the hill country of Texas, and with it comes that end-of-the-year introspection that causes us to forecast what might lie head. We joke about our anxiousness for 2020 to finally end, but we all know that it won’t end on December 31st.

Some people believe there is a secret society of wealthy and powerful people who are pulling the strings of all the world governments. Other people believe that everything is progressing according to the perfect will of God.

But I don’t believe either of those things. I believe God sees a future that wasn’t his plan. I believe “made in his image” means that we were given free will, the ability to look God in the face and say, “No.”

I believe things are screwed up because we are in charge.

I am aware that these thoughts are comical to people who have outgrown God, who place him somewhere between the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny, and I know these thoughts are comical to Christians who believe the sovereignty of God makes it impossible for you and me to be in charge of this planet.

I understand all of that.

What I don’t understand is why we continue making bad choices. Have we fallen so deeply into the habit of blaming “those others” that we no longer feel accountable when yesterday’s proud pronouncements become today’s tragic reality?

It seems like things are spinning around us.

Or is it we who are spinning as we circle the drain with ever-increasing speed?

Either way, amazement is imminent.

Prepare yourself accordingly.”

- Roy H. Williams, Sept. 28, 2020

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