Tony and I were talking during our anniversary lunch about the Terry Schiavo case. We really feel the Lord is drawing the nations attention to this case for a reason. Perhaps challenging us on our stand on life. We are becoming reckless. I agree with the President. “Err on the side of life.” I mean, who wouldn’t want to give …
Faith Chick Dot Com & me at the gym
Here’s me at the gym: on the curl machine, third set of reps. 1….2…..3…4….5…6… Eyeing the leg press machine I’m supposed to work next. Ooooh, that old guy is getting on the leg press. Shoot. Takes him 15 minutes to work on machine… 7,8,9,10. Hop up, run over to the other leg press machine so I can work my legs …
Please don’t empale me
I was almost empaled. Not by a torturer, for pain, or death, but by a love sick, radical bass playing worshipper. (Love the way you worship, dude.) At Fire Dwellers Friday night, Jake and I did a warm up song for a sound check, next thing we know, we’re in the zone. It was awesome. Saturday I went to Ezra’s …
Rainy days and Thursdays
It’s raining. Guess spring has sprung in central Florida. I only have two minutes to write this so pardon all goofs.I wore my shorts inside out to the gym yesterday. Noticed while doing sit ups, “Gee, there’s a tag.” Don’t read anything deep into this. I was tired when I got up at 6:30. I went to prayer, then the …
Two Gold Fish
Every time one of our former youthees grows up, gets married and has a baby or two, I beg them out of sheer lunacy, “If it’s a boy, name him Rachel, er, no, I mean Tony. If it’s a girl, Rachel. Naaammee herrr Rachel.” They laugh. I laugh. They think I’m kidding…. I begged my sister, who recently had a …
Vignettes at the Cross
She didn’t recognize him. Bruised, bloody, beaten. He stumbled under the weight of the splintered Cross. Wind tunneled down the narrow street, billowing his blood soaked robe. Flesh hung and she could see the jagged edges of his skin and muscle. She could see through to the bone. She looked away as bile rose in her throat and tears streamed …
Oooo, eeee, aaahhh, ouch!
We watched the Contender tonight. Didn’t intend to watch this but oohh, aaahhh, owee. I felt bad for the guy who lost, Jonathon Reid. He had such a great heart. And such a large family. I racquetballed with Jim Travis Tuesday. I let him win. You know, male ego and all. Right… I am still sore today. Add to that, …
Fireside chat
As it turns out, last rainy but warm Sunday was not our last chance for a fire. Indeed not. This whole week has been chilly and this Saturday night is the perfect night for a fire. So, we have one. The neighbor has not come over concerned the house is burning down. I’ve been writing most of the day. My …
Laugh out Loud
Cruising the Weight Watchers message boards I caught up with the results of The Bachelorette. I never knew when that show was going to be on, so I didn’t watch it. After squandering my time watching Jesse Palmer, I couldn’t make another effort of this purposeless series. I’m going to have to account for that wasted time before the Holy …
Rainy Day Feeling Again
It’s Sunday afternoon, and raining. I like it. Kind of cozy. Rocky V is on the WB and for some reason, I’m watching it. I actually cooked Sunday dinner. I know, I know, pass the smelling salts, revive the masses. Rachel Hauck cooked a whole meal! I smooshed together hamburger, onions, egg and A-1 sauce to make a meat loaf. …