Sunday, December 14, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
GOD'S HAY-STACK
SOUNDS LIKE A SONG:
LOSE ME BABY –
LOSE ME IN GOD’S “HAY STACK” –
BRANDI, YOU HAVE SAID IT TRUE: “EVERY GOOD THING THAT WE ARE COMES FROM GOD.”
I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS ABOUT US HUMANS. WE CAN SAY THIS, BUT WE SAY IT LIKE QUOTING “THE PLEDGE OF ALEGANCE”
LET ME TELL YOU, I HAVE “FOUND” WHAT YOU SAID IS TRUER THAN TRUE.
I’M KIND OF A MUTANT, . . . . ANYTHING IN ME THAT I MIGHT HAVE, HAS TO BE TOUCHED BY GOD TO BE “GOOD”. ALL THINGS IN ME NOT TOUCHED BY GOD ARE NOT GOOD. THAT’S MY BALL-OF-CLAY, THAT IS JUST THE WAY I’M CUNSTRUCTED.
YOU KNOW WHAT, HONEY –
SEEING THE “NEEDLE” DID ME GOOD.
GOD’S GRACE “SHOWED” ME, AND “humbled” ME.
AND, THAT’S GOOD.
I LOVE YOU MY SWEET, SWEET BABY.
Dad.
LOSE ME BABY –
LOSE ME IN GOD’S “HAY STACK” –
BRANDI, YOU HAVE SAID IT TRUE: “EVERY GOOD THING THAT WE ARE COMES FROM GOD.”
I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS ABOUT US HUMANS. WE CAN SAY THIS, BUT WE SAY IT LIKE QUOTING “THE PLEDGE OF ALEGANCE”
LET ME TELL YOU, I HAVE “FOUND” WHAT YOU SAID IS TRUER THAN TRUE.
I’M KIND OF A MUTANT, . . . . ANYTHING IN ME THAT I MIGHT HAVE, HAS TO BE TOUCHED BY GOD TO BE “GOOD”. ALL THINGS IN ME NOT TOUCHED BY GOD ARE NOT GOOD. THAT’S MY BALL-OF-CLAY, THAT IS JUST THE WAY I’M CUNSTRUCTED.
YOU KNOW WHAT, HONEY –
SEEING THE “NEEDLE” DID ME GOOD.
GOD’S GRACE “SHOWED” ME, AND “humbled” ME.
AND, THAT’S GOOD.
I LOVE YOU MY SWEET, SWEET BABY.
Dad.
Thougts I'm having today...
God is personal and relational...
We should be relational connecting with others on a personal level...
God reaches people through people...
How can you help God reach people if your not relational willing to sacrifice time and stepping out to connect with people in personal ways...maybe even little ways...a meaningful smile, a look of understanding to a mother that is having a hard time with her little one at the store, opening the door for a woman without a lustful eye...just kindness.
Sometimes I think we make it so hard...I don't think it has to be...
Just some thoughts rolling around in my head...
Love you Dad,
ME
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
In Response...
OK...first response as I was reading...WOW...I didn't even know he misspelled the word Internet...Hmmmm how do you spell Internet anyway???
I totally get what you are saying dad...T.O.T.A.L.L.Y. ... but the funny thing is...we are all the needle...yes I know I could say we have a needle...but for some reason I 'm feeling...we are the needle...and...Christ is every straw of hay that makes us who we are...every good thing that we are comes from Him and when we keep our eye off the needle we flourish...becoming all the things He created us to be...yes the needle is still there and always will be...but so what...I've given this needle to Him and I'm gett'n lost in His hay stack baby!!!!
I love you sooooo,
ME
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
MY ENEMY IS GROWING MY HAIR ON HIS HEAD.
I MISSPELLED “INTERNET” . . . BECAUSE OF MY IGNORANCE.
THE MORNING AFTER I POSTED THE BLOG I WAS AT WORK SITTING AT MY STATION, AND OUT OF NOWHERE THE THOUGHT CAME TO ME, “I THINK I MISSPELLED THE WORD “INTERNET” ON THE BLOG.” I ASKED ONE OF MY WORK-MATES, “DO YOU SPELL INTERNET WITH A “T” ?”
WHEN I REALIZED I HAD MISSPELLED INTERNET, I FELL INTO SUCH A RIDICULOUS DISPARE, I COULD HAVE CLOCKED-OUT AND GONE HOME - I FELT THAT BAD – AND, I COULDN’T SHAKE IT.
THEN THE FOLLOWING THOUGHT CAME TO ME:
BECAUSE OF A MISSPELLED WORD, I’M FEELING THIS WAY?
THIS IS WRONG.
I PAUSED, AND CAUSED MYSELF TO REALLY THINK ABOUT THIS.
THEN IT WAS LIKE IN MY THOUGHTS I SAW SOMETHING LIKE A “HAY-STACK.”
THE HAY-STACK LOOKED LIKE SOMETHING HAD CUT INTO THE LAYERS, AND LAYERS OF HAY, AND SHOWED ME THIS “NEEDLE”.
THEN SOMETHING CAUSED ME TO REALIZE THAT I HAD BEEN PUTTING LAYERS AND LAYERS OF HAY OVER THIS “NEEDLE” THROUGHOUT MY LIFETIME, AND NOW HAD COME THE TIME FOR ME TO TAKE A LOOK AT THE NEEDLE.
THIS NEEDLE WAS WHY I WAS FEELING THIS WAY.
AND I CLEARLY KNEW WHAT I WAS FEELING.
HERE IS WHAT I WAS FEELING:
OH NO!
“I MISSPELLED “INNER-NET”!
“THE JIG IS UP!
NOW, ENERYONE KNOWS! . . . .
YOU ARE A FAKE!
EVERY ONE NOW SEES HOW DUMB YOU ARE!
ALL THE “DRAWING- HAY”; . . . THE “CHURCH STUFF-HAY”; . . . THE “MUSIC-HAY” . . . HAS BEEN REMOVED, AND THERE YOU ARE . . . THE
REAL “YOU”.
BUT BRANDI, YOU KNOW WHAT -
WHEN I REALIZED THIS,
IT WAS LIKE I REALIZED IT IN THE CRADLE OF GOD’S HANDS.
IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN A SLAP IN THE FACE,
BUT IT WASN’T.
IT WAS WIERD,
BUT I JUST DIDN’T QUESTION IT.
IT WAS LIKE I WAS PUT IN A CERTAIN PLACE, AND THAT PLACE WAS WHERE I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE.
. . . . I TURNED, AND LOOKED AT ALL THE PEOPLE WORKING AROUND ME. IT WAS LIKE I SAW THEM FOR THE FIRST TIME - THE “HUMANITY” OF IT ALL - IT FELT LIKE A QUIET REALITY – GOOD AND RIGHT.
I WENT TO A CHRISTIAN FRIEND, AND TOLD HIM ABOUT IT. IT LED TO A VERY MEANINGFULL CONVERSATION. IN THE CONVERSATION, HE TOLD ME HE FELT THAT WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO ME WAS THAT I WAS “HUMBLED”.
YES.
I TOLD HIM THAT THERE WAS A SONG BY ONE OF THE “JUSUS FREAK” BANDS BACK IN THE “60’S” - I NEVER HEARD THE SONG - BUT I LOVED THE TITLE, THE TITLE WAS, “TODAY THERE’S BEEN A MERCY KILLING”.
THERE IT IS. THAT’S SALVATION LIKE IT OR NOT - A MERCY KILLING OF ONE’S SELF.
AND THERE’S JUST SOME THINGS IN OUR LIVES THAT THE ONLY WAY THEY’RE GOING TO GO AWAY IS . . . “DEATH BY KILLING.” . . . . NO RESOLUTIONS . . . . NO LOOKING FOR A CHANGE OF HEART - NO NOTHING – . . . . ONLY, BY “KILLING”.
HE SAID, “WE ARE OUR OWN WORST ENEMIES.”
I SAID, “YEP, MY ENEMY IS GROWING MY HAIR ON HIS HEAD.”
MAN, DID HE LAUGH.
HE SAID, “MY ENEMY IS GROWING MY HAIR ON HIS HEAD. MAN, AINT THAT THE TRUTH.”
I LOVE YOU, HONEY.
DAD.
THE MORNING AFTER I POSTED THE BLOG I WAS AT WORK SITTING AT MY STATION, AND OUT OF NOWHERE THE THOUGHT CAME TO ME, “I THINK I MISSPELLED THE WORD “INTERNET” ON THE BLOG.” I ASKED ONE OF MY WORK-MATES, “DO YOU SPELL INTERNET WITH A “T” ?”
WHEN I REALIZED I HAD MISSPELLED INTERNET, I FELL INTO SUCH A RIDICULOUS DISPARE, I COULD HAVE CLOCKED-OUT AND GONE HOME - I FELT THAT BAD – AND, I COULDN’T SHAKE IT.
THEN THE FOLLOWING THOUGHT CAME TO ME:
BECAUSE OF A MISSPELLED WORD, I’M FEELING THIS WAY?
THIS IS WRONG.
I PAUSED, AND CAUSED MYSELF TO REALLY THINK ABOUT THIS.
THEN IT WAS LIKE IN MY THOUGHTS I SAW SOMETHING LIKE A “HAY-STACK.”
THE HAY-STACK LOOKED LIKE SOMETHING HAD CUT INTO THE LAYERS, AND LAYERS OF HAY, AND SHOWED ME THIS “NEEDLE”.
THEN SOMETHING CAUSED ME TO REALIZE THAT I HAD BEEN PUTTING LAYERS AND LAYERS OF HAY OVER THIS “NEEDLE” THROUGHOUT MY LIFETIME, AND NOW HAD COME THE TIME FOR ME TO TAKE A LOOK AT THE NEEDLE.
THIS NEEDLE WAS WHY I WAS FEELING THIS WAY.
AND I CLEARLY KNEW WHAT I WAS FEELING.
HERE IS WHAT I WAS FEELING:
OH NO!
“I MISSPELLED “INNER-NET”!
“THE JIG IS UP!
NOW, ENERYONE KNOWS! . . . .
YOU ARE A FAKE!
EVERY ONE NOW SEES HOW DUMB YOU ARE!
ALL THE “DRAWING- HAY”; . . . THE “CHURCH STUFF-HAY”; . . . THE “MUSIC-HAY” . . . HAS BEEN REMOVED, AND THERE YOU ARE . . . THE
REAL “YOU”.
BUT BRANDI, YOU KNOW WHAT -
WHEN I REALIZED THIS,
IT WAS LIKE I REALIZED IT IN THE CRADLE OF GOD’S HANDS.
IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN A SLAP IN THE FACE,
BUT IT WASN’T.
IT WAS WIERD,
BUT I JUST DIDN’T QUESTION IT.
IT WAS LIKE I WAS PUT IN A CERTAIN PLACE, AND THAT PLACE WAS WHERE I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE.
. . . . I TURNED, AND LOOKED AT ALL THE PEOPLE WORKING AROUND ME. IT WAS LIKE I SAW THEM FOR THE FIRST TIME - THE “HUMANITY” OF IT ALL - IT FELT LIKE A QUIET REALITY – GOOD AND RIGHT.
I WENT TO A CHRISTIAN FRIEND, AND TOLD HIM ABOUT IT. IT LED TO A VERY MEANINGFULL CONVERSATION. IN THE CONVERSATION, HE TOLD ME HE FELT THAT WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO ME WAS THAT I WAS “HUMBLED”.
YES.
I TOLD HIM THAT THERE WAS A SONG BY ONE OF THE “JUSUS FREAK” BANDS BACK IN THE “60’S” - I NEVER HEARD THE SONG - BUT I LOVED THE TITLE, THE TITLE WAS, “TODAY THERE’S BEEN A MERCY KILLING”.
THERE IT IS. THAT’S SALVATION LIKE IT OR NOT - A MERCY KILLING OF ONE’S SELF.
AND THERE’S JUST SOME THINGS IN OUR LIVES THAT THE ONLY WAY THEY’RE GOING TO GO AWAY IS . . . “DEATH BY KILLING.” . . . . NO RESOLUTIONS . . . . NO LOOKING FOR A CHANGE OF HEART - NO NOTHING – . . . . ONLY, BY “KILLING”.
HE SAID, “WE ARE OUR OWN WORST ENEMIES.”
I SAID, “YEP, MY ENEMY IS GROWING MY HAIR ON HIS HEAD.”
MAN, DID HE LAUGH.
HE SAID, “MY ENEMY IS GROWING MY HAIR ON HIS HEAD. MAN, AINT THAT THE TRUTH.”
I LOVE YOU, HONEY.
DAD.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
I've have to get used to this.
WELL, LETS SEE . . .
A FRIEND AT THE JOB WAS TELLING ME ABOUT SOMETHING HE READ ON THE "INNER-NET". THEN HE SAID, "I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S TRUE OR NOT."
I SAID TO HIM, "YOU KNOW THAT GAME WE PLAY WHERE SOMEONE WHISPERS SOMETHING IN A PERSON'S EAR, AND THEN THAT PERSON WHISPERS THE SAME THING IN THE EAR OF THE PERSON NEXT TO THEM, THEN THAT PERSON WHISPERS THE SAME TO THE NEXT PERSON . . . AND SO ON . . . AND SO ON. THEN WHEN IT GOES THROUGH ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE ROOM, THE LAST PERSON TO HEAR THE WHISPER GETS UP AND TELLS THE WHOLE ROOM WHAT THEY HEARD . THEN, WHEN THE FIRST PERSON TELLS WHAT THE ORIGINAL STATEMENT WAS, THE LAST STATEMENT IS SO DIFFERENT EVERYBODY GETS A BIG LAUGH?"
MY FRIEND SAID, "YA,"
THEN I SAID, "THE INNER-NET IS DOING THAT TO THE WORLD."
My REFLECTION for the day, Baby.
Dad.
A FRIEND AT THE JOB WAS TELLING ME ABOUT SOMETHING HE READ ON THE "INNER-NET". THEN HE SAID, "I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S TRUE OR NOT."
I SAID TO HIM, "YOU KNOW THAT GAME WE PLAY WHERE SOMEONE WHISPERS SOMETHING IN A PERSON'S EAR, AND THEN THAT PERSON WHISPERS THE SAME THING IN THE EAR OF THE PERSON NEXT TO THEM, THEN THAT PERSON WHISPERS THE SAME TO THE NEXT PERSON . . . AND SO ON . . . AND SO ON. THEN WHEN IT GOES THROUGH ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE ROOM, THE LAST PERSON TO HEAR THE WHISPER GETS UP AND TELLS THE WHOLE ROOM WHAT THEY HEARD . THEN, WHEN THE FIRST PERSON TELLS WHAT THE ORIGINAL STATEMENT WAS, THE LAST STATEMENT IS SO DIFFERENT EVERYBODY GETS A BIG LAUGH?"
MY FRIEND SAID, "YA,"
THEN I SAID, "THE INNER-NET IS DOING THAT TO THE WORLD."
My REFLECTION for the day, Baby.
Dad.
Hello!!!!
Ummmmm...Hello...where are you....I'm waiting...(imagine my arms crossed and my foot tapping please)
ME
ME
Monday, November 17, 2008
Wishing...
Having a great day today...I wish I could stop by and see you guys...I miss sharing my days with you...
ME
ME
Friday, November 14, 2008
LOLA
THANK-YOU MY BABY.
I TALKED WITH HER JUST A FEW MINUITS AGO.
DURING THE CONVERSATION I ASKED HER, "IF I HAD A CHOICE BETWEEN BRAKING MY HIP, AND THE TOP OF MY REFRIGERATOR BEING DIRTY WHICH DO YOU THINK I WOULD COOSE?".
IT WAS A GOOD CONVERSATION.
HER SON ALLEN, AND HIS WIFE HAVE CAME TO SEE HER, SHE WAS THRILLED ABOUT THAT. MANY, MANY PEOPLE HAVE COME TO SEE HER - THIS IS SO GOOD, SHE'S BEEN SUCH A SERVANT OF THE LORD, AND HAS DONE SO VERY MANY THING FOR OTHERS THROUGH-OUT HER LIFE.
GOT TO GO, HONEY.
OFF TO ERIN'S, FOR DOUG'S B-DAY DINNER.
LOVE YOU SWEET-HEART.
DAD.
I TALKED WITH HER JUST A FEW MINUITS AGO.
DURING THE CONVERSATION I ASKED HER, "IF I HAD A CHOICE BETWEEN BRAKING MY HIP, AND THE TOP OF MY REFRIGERATOR BEING DIRTY WHICH DO YOU THINK I WOULD COOSE?".
IT WAS A GOOD CONVERSATION.
HER SON ALLEN, AND HIS WIFE HAVE CAME TO SEE HER, SHE WAS THRILLED ABOUT THAT. MANY, MANY PEOPLE HAVE COME TO SEE HER - THIS IS SO GOOD, SHE'S BEEN SUCH A SERVANT OF THE LORD, AND HAS DONE SO VERY MANY THING FOR OTHERS THROUGH-OUT HER LIFE.
GOT TO GO, HONEY.
OFF TO ERIN'S, FOR DOUG'S B-DAY DINNER.
LOVE YOU SWEET-HEART.
DAD.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Thinking of you...
Dad...I'm thinking of you tonight and my heart hurts because I know you are concerned/worried about Aunt Lola...I love you very much and I am praying for her and you...
ME
ME
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
P.S.
Can you take a picture of your self and post it the next time you turn into the "Hulk"...I'm having a hard time picturing him with little grey spiky hair and glasses...
Love you,
ME
Love you,
ME
The Paper...
Ok sooo I love the cartoon!!! But you definitely should have the little doggie waist coming out of the exit...hmmmmm that's the nicest way I could think of wording that...oh and maybe a little steam coming off of it too...I'm picturing a brisk morning...I like the disgusted look on the human's face...
ME
ME
IT'S FUNNY BECAUSE THE CONVERSATION WE HAD ON THE PHONE IS THE KIND OF THING I WAS THINKING OF FOR THE BLOG.
HONEY, BELIEVE ME, THOSE CONVERSATIONS ARE ALSO GOOD FOR ME. IT'S ALMOST LIKE THAT CHARACTER, "THE HULK". "SOMETHING" START'S TO HAPPEN IN HIS LIFE, AND THEN BECAUSE OF THAT "SOMETHING" HE STARTS TURNING GREEN, HIS BODY BEGINS TO CHANGE, AND THEN HE STARTS DOING THINGS THAT IN HIS EVERY-DAY LIFE HE DOESN'T DO. YOU AFFECT ME THAT WAY. YOU TELL OF A NEED, OR A THOUGHT, OR A CIRCUMSTANCE YOU HAVE - AND THEN I START TO TURN GREEN (YOU CAN'T SEE IT BECAUSE YOU'RE ON THE PHONE), MY SPIRITUAL BODY BEGINS TO CHANGE, AND THEN I FEEL "SOMETHING" THAT I SHOULD BE FEELING ALL THE TIME. IT'S LIKE, BECAUSE OF MY LOVE FOR YOU, THE OTHER "ME" OVERTAKES ME, LIKE IN A RACE, AND A RUNNER OVERTAKES ANOTHER RUNNER THAT WAS AHEAD OF HIM, AND THEN THE "WHAT-IT'S-REALLY-ALL-ABOUT" THINGS START COMING - AND WE TALK.
LOVE YOU, HONEY.
DAD.
HEY, HERE'S A CRAZY CARTOON I DREW.
HONEY, BELIEVE ME, THOSE CONVERSATIONS ARE ALSO GOOD FOR ME. IT'S ALMOST LIKE THAT CHARACTER, "THE HULK". "SOMETHING" START'S TO HAPPEN IN HIS LIFE, AND THEN BECAUSE OF THAT "SOMETHING" HE STARTS TURNING GREEN, HIS BODY BEGINS TO CHANGE, AND THEN HE STARTS DOING THINGS THAT IN HIS EVERY-DAY LIFE HE DOESN'T DO. YOU AFFECT ME THAT WAY. YOU TELL OF A NEED, OR A THOUGHT, OR A CIRCUMSTANCE YOU HAVE - AND THEN I START TO TURN GREEN (YOU CAN'T SEE IT BECAUSE YOU'RE ON THE PHONE), MY SPIRITUAL BODY BEGINS TO CHANGE, AND THEN I FEEL "SOMETHING" THAT I SHOULD BE FEELING ALL THE TIME. IT'S LIKE, BECAUSE OF MY LOVE FOR YOU, THE OTHER "ME" OVERTAKES ME, LIKE IN A RACE, AND A RUNNER OVERTAKES ANOTHER RUNNER THAT WAS AHEAD OF HIM, AND THEN THE "WHAT-IT'S-REALLY-ALL-ABOUT" THINGS START COMING - AND WE TALK.
LOVE YOU, HONEY.
DAD.
HEY, HERE'S A CRAZY CARTOON I DREW.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Thanks!
Hey dad...thanks for the talk tonight...God really used you to speak into my life...I seem to always walk away with a clearer perspective on things after our talks...or maybe I should say a more right or Godly perspective...anyway...thanks love you...
ME
ME
Friday, November 7, 2008
"Candy" explained...
So...one day long...LONG ago...there was a curly headed little girl happily rolling around on the floor in the living room playing with her daddy while her mommy cooked dinner in the kitchen of their very cozy apartment...when the little girl tried with all of her little girly ways to get her daddy to give her some candy before dinner...please...please...please...and then the smart daddy turned the asking into a wonderful game that made the little girl forget all about the candy and just wanted to play the game...I would say..." I WANT SOME CANDY"...very sing songy and dramatic...and daddy would say "AFTER YOU EAT"...just as sing songy and dramatic as me...it was very fun! Hmmmm what does that say to me now? The time I spend with my children make a life time of memories...
ME
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
AT LAST!!!
You did it!!!! I'm soooo proud of you...I'm very excited to enter into what I'm sure will be an amazing adventure with you!!!
I love you sooooo much!!!
(I want some candy!!!!!)
ME
I love you sooooo much!!!
(I want some candy!!!!!)
ME
AT LAST!
AT LAAAAST
OUR BLOGGING DAYS HAVE STARTED
OUR SILENT DAYS ARE OVER
AND LIFE IS LIKE . . . A SOOONG.
OH-U-OH-U-OH
AT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . LAST.
DAD
OUR BLOGGING DAYS HAVE STARTED
OUR SILENT DAYS ARE OVER
AND LIFE IS LIKE . . . A SOOONG.
OH-U-OH-U-OH
AT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . LAST.
DAD
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