Reflections (To Dad and Me)

Juices I Miss.

2010-03-24T21:28:00.000-07:00

Ya. I miss those times of stories just rolling-out from our imaginations.
Man, those are the juices I miss.

Your mom just called me, Honey . . . I got'a go.

LOVE YOU,
Dad.

Squinting Looking up Thinking Hard...

2010-03-12T22:17:00.000-08:00

This reminds me of something...I'm searching for the memory...ahhh HA...there-it-is...It reminds me of 2 things...first: I remember when we used to hug. I was a little girl...I would be in your arms with a smile on my face thinking...Yes he will I know he will...(me)TAP...(you)TAP...(me) TAP TAP (you) TAP TAP (me) TAP TAP TAPTAP TAP (you) TAPTAP!!!!! Second: I was walking through and open field -When I heard the sound of TwoFlat pieces of woodclap together; The Sun Blinked its lightoff-and-on Several Times- Quickly, and I heard,throughout the sky -The voice of a Grocery clerk attendant, saying: "Good evening EARTH Shoppers . . .We will be closing in Fifteen minutes. . . we will be Closing in Fifteen minutes.. . . . . . . thank you.................(you) and then what happened!!!! (me) in the far distance you saw the cutest little girl with black spirals dancing on her head. Her arms were reaching, stretching, twirling. Her head tilted back eyes closed.......(me) and then what happened daddy??? (I loved making up those wonderful stories)!!!!

A VERBAL CARTOON:

2010-03-12T16:08:00.002-08:00

I was walking through and open field -
When I heard the sound of

Two
Flat pieces of wood
clap together;

The Sun Blinked
its light
off-and-on
Several Times
- Quickly, and

I heard,
throughout the sky -
The voice of a Grocery clerk attendant, saying:

"Good evening
EARTH Shoppers . . .
We will be closing in
Fifteen minutes
. . . we will be
Closing in Fifteen minutes.

. . . . . . . thank you."

Kind of crazy, but

There it is . . .

Dad

Welllllll....

2010-03-12T16:08:00.001-08:00

I'll Try....Mama...dad is sure there was a robe...and I believe him!

oxox
Brandi

ABSOLUTELY.

2010-03-03T21:28:00.000-08:00

THE "ROBE" IS ABSOLUTELY, AND POSITIVELY A "FACT" - BEYOND THE SHADOW OF A DOUBT.

TELL THAT TO YOUR MOM.

Dad.

Robe??

2010-03-01T12:31:00.001-08:00

For the life of me I can not remember the robe?? Bummer...I think that would have been a super memory...When I told Darin about what you wrote...I told him how lucky I was that I was a part of a church that would begin shaping my gift so early...enough so to have a special robe made for me...wow!! Thank you Bellflower Church of God...

Memories

2010-02-27T17:39:00.000-08:00

I was remembereing you singing, "I'm going up yonder".

How the entro was no rhythm, and you would improvise - "If you wa'na know." . . .
"Where I'm going." . . . "Where I'm going." . . . . . . . . "soon" (pause) . . . "I'm going up (Rhythm starts on word "Yonder,")

Wow, you would shock those people - a little child singing in tune, with dynamics, emotion, and vibrato.

I was also remembering when the Church of God choir got new robes for Christmas, or something, and they also made a little robe for you. There you were in your little robe that looked just like the adult's robes - singing a special song with your mom backing you up on auto-harp.

What beautiful memories -

love you, honey.

Dad.

Never ever...

2010-02-27T00:56:00.000-08:00

Lets never get to busy to do this...just reading through these made my heart hurt...I miss you my sweet father...mom too...tell her for me. Sometimes my tears sting my face and I ask God WHY! WHY! WHY! Then...I wake up start my day live my life and say oh ya...sorry God...I forgot...I love you with all my heart dad...
oxoxox
B

Very Good.

2010-01-04T21:28:00.000-08:00

Good, honey.

In these days, there are two books (only) that I can read, and that minister to me.

"My Utmost for HIS Highest" by Oswald Chambers, and "The Hungering Dark" by Frederick

Buechner - and of course THE SCRIPTURES, but THEY are far more than books.

My copy of "Utmost" is at my job at my station. Its the one that has Champer's exact words -

not paraphrased. I have nothing against other translations, it's just that this is the transtlation

Frank Rice sent me - from God (and believe me this is true) during the worst time in my life.

I had never heared of the book, before.

Good, baby.

We'll do it.

Dad

It's not working...

2010-01-03T01:04:00.000-08:00

ok so the book of the bible thing just isn't working for me write now...sorry...I just started my utmost for His highest by Oswald Chambers and I thought since I know you have that book too maybe that would work better...if it doesn't work for you that's ok but that's the tool I'm using write now to plug into the word...

so I'm on day two and I keep running over the last sentence in my mind...so much so that I'm up writing this to you...the day is titled "Will you go out without knowing"?...and the last line is this...You must learn to "go out" through your convictions, creeds, or experiences until you come to the point in your faith where there is nothing between yourself and God. Could you imagine that dad...what if in your faith there was nothing between you and God...what would you hear him say...how far would we go to do His will?? What does that even look like??? How do we get there??? Maybe the first step is to identify what is standing between us...what sin has crept into my life that I excuse away, what flashes of glitter steel my attention from my precious God...what do I hold up in my hands above my head shouting NO I WILL NOT LAY It DOWN this is more important than You...

yes...I think I'll start there...

I love you my father...pray for God to reveal truth to me concerning this...

ox B

Old Man.

2010-01-02T11:22:00.000-08:00

That's not me, and You know it.

Where did you get the Impersonator?

What ever He cost - tell him he over did it.

. . . and besides . . . I look twenty years younger.

You look great.

The Impersonator's a Joke -

You should have has ME take the pictures with you.

Dad.

Dad and me Christmas morning...

2010-01-01T20:10:00.000-08:00

ox B

Happy New Year!!!

2009-12-31T18:24:00.000-08:00

Hope you and mom have a cozy new years...I can picture it now...you rubbing mom's feet as she stretches her toes out at you from her spot on the couch...mom dozing off telling you to turn down the tv because it's toooo loudddd...then you getting the glasses of sparkly pored just in time to gently wake mom up to toast in the new year...smooch...finally lets go to bed....

nightie night my little mama and daddy...

I love you

ox B

Thanks!

2009-12-24T15:09:00.000-08:00

Ha-Ha and thanks for picking up the cream cheese for me dad...you're the best and I love you very much!!! You totally cracked the kids up today on speaker phone...me too! Can't wait to see you guys tomorrow...

2009-12-24T08:07:00.000-08:00

- The beach is sandy.

- Cover your feet.

. . . no . . . wait, that's not it . . . Ah . . . Oh Ya . . .

- I want some candy.

- After you eat.

Dad

Songs.

2009-12-23T11:02:00.000-08:00

Hay, Brand'

Here are the songs:

Tune - "Stolen Moments"
CD -"The Blues And The Abstract Truth"
Artist - Oliver Nelson

Tune - "One Way Out"
CD - "Eat A Peach"
Band - The Allman Brothers Band"

Love Ya, and See Ya Later -

Dad

Luke 2 got me thinking about Matt 2...

2009-12-23T11:00:00.000-08:00

Luke 2
The Birth of Jesus
1In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. 2(This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) 3And everyone went to his own town to register.
4So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. 6While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.

The Escape to Egypt

13When they had gone, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream. "Get up," he said, "take the child and his mother and escape to Egypt. Stay there until I tell you, for Herod is going to search for the child to kill him." 14So he got up, took the child and his mother during the night and left for Egypt, 15where he stayed until the death of Herod. And so was fulfilled what the Lord had said through the prophet: "Out of Egypt I called my son."
16When Herod realized that he had been outwitted by the Magi, he was furious, and he gave orders to kill all the boys in Bethlehem and its vicinity who were two years old and under, in accordance with the time he had learned from the Magi. 17Then what was said through the prophet Jeremiah was fulfilled: 18"A voice is heard in Ramah, weeping and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more."

my thoughts:

Nothing can stand in the way of God's plan...Nothing....but...it's not always easy that's for sure...we know that huh dad...we may also have to bob and weave a few of the devil's body blows and sucker punches...but if we stick to the plan and believe in the promise...it WILL happen...also the thought comes to me that when you are following Gods plan looking for His direction you can't allow yourself to be influenced by circumstance...saying to yourself "well maybe because this happened God doesn't want me to do this" or "surely He didn't plan this to happen so it must be a sign"...Stay connected to God the whole way through so you can see beyond the circumstance

to God's true plan...

". . . The Holy Child" - Luke 1:35(b)

2009-12-21T18:36:00.000-08:00

Beautiful thoughts, honey.

I believe that the Holy Spirit really came upon Mary, and Something overshadowed her - if someone would have asked Michael the angel, "what is This that is directly above Mary?" Michael would have said, "It is the POWER of The Most High." And, at this time - Mary conceived.

I'm reading Luke, too - baby.

Dad.

Luke...

2009-12-21T15:05:00.000-08:00

Luke 1:39-45 from the Message

Mary didn't waste a minute. She got up and traveled to a town in Judah in the hill country, straight to Zachariah's house, and greeted Elizabeth. When Elizabeth heard Mary's greeting, the baby in her womb leaped. She was filled with the Holy Spirit, and sang out exuberantly,

You're so blessed among women,

and the babe in your womb, also blessed!

And why am I so blessed that

the mother of my Lord visits me?

The moment the sound of your

greeting entered my ears,

The babe in my womb

skipped like a lamb for sheer joy.

Blessed woman, who believed what God said,

believed every word would come true!

I love so many things about these scriptures...I love all the responses most...the responses to our Lord Jesus Savior of ALL...but I'm choosing to bring out this one... Blesses woman, who believed what God said, believed every word would come true! What would have happened if Mary would have doubted? I'm sure God chose Mary because He knew she would not but I guess my thought makes me think of how many times we doubt and things in our life just don't happen only because we have chosen not to believe...and when she believed is this when conception happened? I know there isn't a way to know for sure but these are the things that run through my mind as I read this story...I remember one time when Robin Garvin spoke on this passage she said she wondered of every Jewish girl waited in excited anticipation of being "the one" chosen to carry the Messiah...I love this thought...anywho...just some thoughts on the subject...love you dad...

How about you???

2009-12-18T10:30:00.000-08:00

where is your list...I'm waiting...even 1 or 2 at a time is fine...
ox
B

Ya . . . Yes, yes.

2009-12-17T18:26:00.000-08:00

Melody Gardot.

Great.

She's got a groove.

My (70) year old director at my job turned us on to her. She heard her on a hard-core,
straight-ahead Jazz station.

We hated to give her back her CD.

Good choice, baby.

I lOVE you,

Dad.

Roll out the red carpet baby...

2009-12-16T21:42:00.000-08:00

It's me...
ox
b

Incognito, again.

2009-12-16T19:04:00.000-08:00

Hay, I wonder why my "New Post" didn't show.

In the "New Post" I had said, "Man! Is that INCOGNITO you?!! I thought it was an American Music Awards-Star!!!"

Dad.

Oh ya...

2009-12-14T20:46:00.000-08:00

yes i TOTALLY agree...with in reason that is...
ox
b

Hippies.

2009-12-14T20:29:00.000-08:00

This is my favorite picture.

Lets just read according to the Inertia of the "Reading Time" . . . and not do, "A-CHAPTER-A-DAY" kind of things.

Dad.

Yay!!!

2009-12-14T20:17:00.000-08:00

Oh ya...I still got it!!! K I pick 1 Timothy...I'm starting tomorrow...that a warning...

Hey dad lets put a play list on here...give me a list of songs you want me to put on it...No I changed my mind...lets do Luke first...in honor of the birth of our most precious gift...yes lets do it...and I'm still starting tomorrow...and that is still a warning...

LETS DO IT !!!!!

2009-12-14T19:19:00.000-08:00

LETS DO THE BIBLE STUDY TOGETHER. I NEED SOMETHING LIKE THIS, HONEY.

I'D LIKE YOU TO PICK THE BOOK.

MAN, YOU ARE SO CUTE!!! I'M TELLING YOU, YOU HAD ME LAUGHING OUT-LOUD.

I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING WRITTEN LIKE THAT - I COULD ALMOST SEE YOU.

I LOVED IT, BABY.

Dad.

I've missed this...

2009-12-14T10:40:00.000-08:00

Man I've missed this and I am demanding using every daddy's girl power I have...stomp stomp stomp...I want some candy stomp stomp stomp...arms crossed...pout...that we start again...I have an idea...of course we can always right WHAT EVER we want no rules there...but how about we study a book of the bible together and write our thoughts on here...I would love that...I wish we could do it in person but this is the next best thing...how about it dad daddy papa batting my eyelashes hands folded to my face looking up at you smiling...what do you think??

your ever so loving daughter...

I'll email mom so you know I've writen to you...ox

WE'RE BACK . . .

2009-01-28T14:00:00.000-08:00

HI BABY –

TO YOUR QUESTION CONCERNING MATTHEW HENRY’S COMMENTARY:

THERE IS NO COMMENTARY THAT CAN BE CALLED “BETTER” THAN MATTHEW HENRY’S COMMENTARY.

FOR OVER THREE HUNDRED YEARS GOD HAS BEEN USING THIS COMMENTARY.

“ALL” COMMENTARY THAT IS ORDAINED BY GOD IS USED BY GOD AS A TOOL FOR FINDING HIM. THESE (FROM GOD) COMMENTARY’S STAND ON THEIR OWN,

MATTHEW HENRY PLAYED A BIG ROLL IN MY LIFE WHEN I BEGAN LOOKING AT SCRIPTURE.

I LOVE "SCREWTAPE LETTERS".

THIS SECTION YOU SENT ENCOURAGED ME.

IT TOLD ME THAT THOUGH YOUR “DESIRE” BECOMES CONFUSING - WHEN CHRIST’S “INTENTIIONS” STILL LIVE IN YOU; AND YOU KNOW THE STRENGTH THERE IS IN “OBEYING” GOD . . . . . YOU “ARE” AN ENEMY OF THE DEVIL.

THANKS HONEY

THIS IS A DESCRIPTION OF PRAYER - (FROM A SEVENTEENTH CENTURY BELIEVER).

TELL GOD ALL THAT IS IN YOUR HEART,

AS ONE UNLOADS ONE’S HEART (ITS PLEASURES AND ITS PAINS) TO A DEAR FRIEND.

TELL HIM YOUR TROUBLES, THAT HE MAY COMFORT YOU;

TELL HIM YOU YOUR JOYS, THAT HE MAY SOBER THEM;

TELL HIM YOUR LONGINGS, THAT HE MAY PURIFY THEM;

TELL HIM YOUR DISLIKES, THAT HE MAY HELP YOU CONQUER THEM;

TALK TO HIM OF YOUR TEMPTATIONS, THAT HE MAY SHIELD YOU FROM THEM;

SHOW HIM THE WOUNDS OF YOUR HEART, THAT HE MAY HEAL THEM;

LAY BARE YOUR INDIFFERENCE TO GOOD,
YOUR DEPRAVED TASTES FOR EVIL,
YOUR INSTABILITY.

TELL HIM HOW SELF-LOVE MAKES YOU UNJUST TO OTHERS,

HOW VANITY TEMPTS YOU TO BE INSINCERE,

HOW PRIDE DISGUISES YOU TO YOURSELF AND TO OTHERS.

IF YOU WILL POUR OUT ALL YOUR WEAKNESSES, NEEDS AND TROUBLES, THERE WILL BE NO LACK OF WHAT TO SAY. YOU WILL NEVER EXHAUST THE SUJECT. PEOPLE WHO HAVE NO SECRETS FROM EACH OTHER NEVER WANT FOR SUBJECTS OF CONVERSATION. THEY DO NOT WEIGH THEIR WORDS FOR THERE IS NOTHING TO BE HELD BACK; NIETHER DO THEY SEEK FOR SOMETHING TO SAY. THEY TALK OUT OF THE ABUNDANCE OF THE HEART AND WITHOUT CONSIDERATION THEY SAY JUST WHAT THEY THINK.

BLESSED ARE THEY WHO ATTAIN TO SUCH FAMILIAR, UNRESERVED INTIMACY WITH GOD.

WOW!

MAN! AMEN!

I LOVE YOU HONEY

DAD.

The Screwtape Letters

2009-01-25T20:30:00.000-08:00

Hey dad...we are reading The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis in our Lifegroup and as I was reading for this week I thought of you and decided to share this little excerpt from the book...

Screwtape's letter to Wormwood his Nephew:

Do not be deceived, Wormwood. Our cause is never more in danger than when a human, no longer desiring, but still intending, to do as our Enemy's will (God being the enemy), looks round upon a universe from which every trace of Him seems to have vanished, and asks why he has been forsaken, and still obeys.

But of course the troughs (being the dull or dry times of our spiritual walk...the deserts) afford opportunities to our side also. Next week I will give you some hints on how to exploit them,

Your affectionate uncle

Screwtape

I love this book...it has generated the best discussions in our group...it take you deep and wide...it really shakes your brain...

I wish you were here to mull it over with me...

I love you

ME

Commentaries

2009-01-23T05:49:00.000-08:00

Hey dad...I have been studying out of a Matthew Henry commentary...what do you think? Is there a better one I could be using?

ME

A little Slap Stick

2008-12-14T19:10:00.000-08:00

love it!!!

ME

GOD'S HAY-STACK

2008-12-04T15:53:00.000-08:00

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.

Thougts I'm having today...

2008-12-04T09:27:00.000-08:00

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,

In Response...

2008-12-02T20:32:00.000-08:00

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,

MY ENEMY IS GROWING MY HAIR ON HIS HEAD.

2008-11-26T19:28:00.000-08:00

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.

I've have to get used to this.

2008-11-20T17:13:00.000-08:00

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.

Hello!!!!

2008-11-20T08:35:00.000-08:00

Ummmmm...Hello...where are you....I'm waiting...(imagine my arms crossed and my foot tapping please)

ME

Wishing...

2008-11-17T16:10:00.000-08:00

Having a great day today...I wish I could stop by and see you guys...I miss sharing my days with you...

ME

LOLA

2008-11-14T17:16:00.000-08:00

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.

Thinking of you...

2008-11-13T19:46:00.000-08:00

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

GRAY SPIKES & POOP

2008-11-12T20:34:00.000-08:00

YOU
ARE
A
CRACK-UP!

DAD

P.S.

2008-11-12T20:13:00.000-08:00

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

The Paper...

2008-11-12T20:04:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-12T19:08:00.000-08:00

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.

Thanks!

2008-11-09T22:20:00.001-08:00

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

"Candy" explained...

2008-11-07T08:17:00.000-08:00

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...

CANDY

2008-11-06T16:34:00.000-08:00

AFTER

YOU

EEEEEAT . . .

DAD

AT LAST!!!

2008-11-05T18:27:00.000-08:00

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

AT LAST!

2008-11-05T18:06:00.001-08:00

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