Day of Resurrection?
I try to find at least one funny little tidbit every day. At present it is only 9:00-ish in the morning, and my day has been a doozy. So I hit Islam Q & A to find this question to make me laugh:
When the books of deeds fly to people’s hands on the Day of Resurrection, will the one who takes it in his right hand never enter Hell at all? And will the one who takes it in his left hand never enter Paradise at all? How will the people of Paradise who will be punished first in Hell take their books?
If you are so inclined, you can read the answer here:
How will the sinful Muslim take his book of deeds on the Day of Resurrection? (But you may need this glossary to get through some of the Arabic terms)
Personally, I just find the fact that someone bothered asking the question downright entertaining in a sick and twisted way. But I thought the subject ties in nicely with yesterdays aimless rambling about the Grateful Dead.
And it leads in nicely to a wonderful little "news clip" I received yesterday via e-mail. First, some background: Whenever anybody asks me the meaning of life, I have to smile. Every American, and probably a large number of other "English" speaking people already know the answer. They sing it starting in childhood -- "You do the hokey pokey, and you turn yourself around, THAT is what it's all about!!!" So keep that under your hat, or put it in your pipe and smoke it, or whatever, here is the news:
With all the sadness and trauma going on in the world
at the moment, it is worth reflecting on the death of
a very important person, which almost went unnoticed last week.
Larry LaPrise, the man who wrote "The Hokey Pokey,"
died peacefully at age 93. The most traumatic part for
his family was getting him into the coffin. They put
his left leg in. And then the trouble started.
Since you are fortunate enough to still be alive and kicking, I'd suggest some popcorn with a spoon until you can find someone to do the hokey pokey with you.