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"Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel it. Thanks for being the pee in my pants."
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Thursday, August 30, 2007
Birthday Card
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Shutter Bugs
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Busted
It was the mid 1970's. Time to go to Community Gospel Church to get pictures taken for the Church directory. After we got the directory I was looking through it and I noticed this picture of a little kid named Jeff. Jeff has quite the shocked look on his face. His parents must have been very proud. Tip of the day- When posing for the church photo make sure your hands are not down your pants.
It's Not My Job

I took this picture about a 1/4 mile from our house. Ben noticed that the white line was painted right over the road kill. We laughed about it. Perhaps the driver didn't see it. More likely he didn't want to take the time to shovel it off the road.
Too often I just want to do the minimum. Ever heard yourself say this? "If I do more they'll expect it every time." "I don't get paid to do that." "No one will notice if I do it or not." "It's not my job."
As believers we are called to be maximum, rather than minimum, thinkers. Minimum thinking asks, "What's the least I have to do to get through this?" Maximum thinking asks, "What's the most I can do to make a difference?"
I must remember that ultimately, my boss is the Lord. I am to do everything unto the Lord as an act of worship. Everything? Doing paper work? Cleaning the toilet? Answering phones? Sitting in meetings? Yes, yes, yes, and yes. The part of our jobs we hate the most, we can do for God's glory. Praising and thanking Him as we do our best for the Master.
Excuse me, I think I see some "road kill" in my life that needs shoveling.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
My friend Terry
My friend Terry is a great guy. I love him because he has an enormous heart, he loves Jesus, he prays for me, he gets my warped sense of humor, he paid for my breakfast on Sunday (yes, I can be bought), he has an infectious, hearty laugh. I like being Terry's friend because he has guns. When it all goes down, when there is rioting in the streets, when we are invaded by another country or aliens from outer space, I'm going over to Terry's house. Terry even carries a gun in his Bible. I'm serious. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition indeed. He is a Harley riding gifted musician who can fix anything and will give you the shirt off his back. Everyone should have a friend like Terry, but they can't, because there is only one Terry.
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