Thursday, August 25, 2011


I have a friend. Let's call him....Ken.

Ken is going "under the knife" soon and I thought I would share a verse that has been rolling around in my head (which I don't believe is coincidence by the way).

"As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another." Proverbs 27:17

If I could chose a friend for my own daughter, I would choose someone just like my friend Ken: Someone who loves you as you are; someone who is genuinely interested in what you think; someone who would never speak ill of you to others; someone who makes you better for having known them; a true friend.

I, as a father would choose just that kind of friend for my daughter.

I'm glad God, my Father, choose someone just like that for me.

And, God may not "move the chess pieces," as my friend Ken likes to say, but He is powerful enough to get us to move them where they need to go, when we are listening.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Dreaming of A Response

I had an interesting dream last night. I was checking my blog, seeing if there were any responses to my previous blog, and there was a new one. It simply said, "What does the bible say about it?"

I know what the bible says about it. It says "forgive." It says "Pray for your enemies." It says "Love your neighbor as yourself." It says, "If someone takes your coat, give them your cloak also."


I'll be working on that.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Some People, and Satan, suck(s)

You know, I work hard for my money. In fact, in order to try to get out of debt before Obama's economic collapse re-hits Texas, I have been working late at the expense of my family. Ask my precious daughter and my wonderful's been hard, and very stressful.

So, when I come home from a 2 day break (thank you God that we could get away) and smell gas in the house, I am alarmed. Now, I am not a hands on guy...I am a brain guy. I've replaced my share of water-heaters but...let me just say that we have a great dishwasher...that hasn't worked in a year...we have two of which is completely gutted. Sorry...I'm not handy. But when you smell gas in your freak out. I did the water and soap looking for bubbles thing. No luck. I called a plumber. Not just any plumber, but the plumber that goes to our church. Good phone call, they know us. See you after lunch. Great.

You know how this goes. You know why I feel like a stupid failure as a man. You could see it coming that the 2 guys who showed up, hired hands, NOT church members by any means, took full advantage...and you know that after $944 the gas leak was still there. (And took me 10 more minutes to locate and turn off.)

$100 is a LOT of money to us...and you, right now. I can't even explain to you what $1000 means. I'm just typing to say to those who think they are entitled to MY VERY hard earned money that they can kiss my A__. So I'm an idiot. So I jumped the gun and freaked about an hot water...whatever. If you were willing to spend 1.5 hours changing out the water heater (which you billed as if it was 3 hours) then at least FIND THE LEAK!

I'm really, really, really, really, really .... not surprised.

Satan loves low lifes. He specializes in them. He nurtures them; caresses them; owns them; and uses them to hurt his opposition. Tell you what low lifes: "Greater is He that is in ME than is in the world." Enjoy my money. I'll earn more as long as I can...and I'll pay my taxes, and I'll stay honest...but, I'll miss that $1000. I earned it. I liked it. I thought about it. We needed it.

You stink.