Dead Squirrel

I have decided to give in to the pressure of my family and at least trim my facial hair. I have been growing a beard (gotee) for about two months and it is getting into the fringe of being socially unacceptable. My wife has been saying it looks like I have a dead squirrel on my face and of course my kids thinks that is the funniest saying anyone could possible say about someones face.

So, under great pressure and with sadness, I will at least trim my gotee and be again accepted by society or at least my family.

Now my wife will have to find some other minor item about me that she feels needs fixing and make that her new life's goal.

It is with great regret that I say good by to my DEAD SQUIRREL.

The Best Wrestle Match Ever.

Once upon a time there was a little girl
and her two little brothers.
They both love her father dearly.
They would wrestle all day and night.
One day dad said ‘lets stop I am tired’.
So they stopped and the children said thanks for wrestling.
They all lived happily ever after.
By the way the kids won.

Author - 9 year old daughter

The Fellowship of the Unashamed

I am part of the Fellowship of the Unashamed. I have Holy Spirit power. The die has been cast. I’ve stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I am a disciple of Jesus Christ.
I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.

My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is secure.
I am finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame visions, mundane talking, chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals.
I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded.
I now live by presence, learn by faith, love by patience, live by prayer, and labor by power.
My face is set, my fait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions few, my guide reliable, my mission clear.
I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, diluted, or delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.
I won’t give up, shut up, let up, or slow up until I’ve preached up, prayed up, paid up, stored up, and stayed up for the cause of Christ. I am a disciple of Jesus.

I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work till He stops.

And when He comes to get His own, He’ll have no problems recognizing me.
My colors will be clear!"
Author Unknown

Uncle Jerry

My uncle Jerry died this past week and he was my last living uncle. I was sad from his death, but not due to usual reasons, but from thinking that he wasted his life. He died a drunk alone with no family members at his side. I know that he did not have a realtionship with his only son and that he was divorced from his last wife. My only memories of Uncle Jerry was of him drinking and or being drunk. He was a small man and always had a large beer gut. Just like my other uncle, who died in a gutter drunk, they both seemed to try and drink their lives away. I guess they both finally succeeded.


My brother told me that he thinks Uncle Jerry went to church some before he died, so I take some peace in thinking that he accepted Jesus Christ as his lord and savior and is in heaven. I know that any place in Heaven is better than the best place here on Earth, so that gives me comfort.


Alcohol has stolen too much from my extended family, I pray that the vicious cycle is broken and the curse is removed.