FiveChildren

Changes

2006-03-11T16:01:00.000-07:00

As you can see, the site has changed. It was pretty much offline for a while as I foolishly tried to use Wordpress's import feature which trashed this site. I've decided to use this site again as my experiment with hosting my own is not yet where it should be. Free, as they say, is for me. I hope to be posting regularly again, but then again with my readership, it really doesn't matter.

Book Review

2006-02-27T09:07:00.000-07:00

I decided while I was at the library with my youngest son picking out books for his science fair research, that I would grab a couple of new titles. One of the books I checked out was God's Politics by Jim Wallis. He starts off with a number of religious references, and why it is important for Christians to stand up and be heard on more than just gay marriage and abortion, which I agree with him on. The problem is, within the first 15 pages you realize what his perspective really is. Anger. Anger at George W. Bush, Republicans, and the so-called religious right. He is a Democrat, and although he attempts to strike hard at the left, he always returns to bashing Bush, the war in Iraq, and Republicans. I do like a lot of what he says, especially about poverty and the environment, but whenever he makes a point, he goes very easy on the left, and attempts to crush those of us who are more conservative leaning. He does state that he is against abortion, which I respect, but then tries to find a middle ground with those Democrats who are Pro-Choice. Hmm, don't think there is much ground to be had on that one. For me, the author seems to be a caring serious Christian, but he constantly leans too far to the left, and his message suffers for the constant bashing of conservatives to be taken at face value. If he had stuck with his premise that God is neither a Republican nor a Democrat, and followed that train of thought, the book would be much better. Just my two cents worth.

Damned Democrats

2006-02-21T20:59:00.000-07:00

Before I start this post, let me say that I am a registered Democrat, so it is with great displeasure that I read this. Three years ago, we finally got our Congressmen to reform the Tort system of no fault auto coverage. I save an average of $440 dollars a year under the new system. Now of course since we elected another group of tax and spend Democrats, they want to fix what ain't broke. Somebody cries about how ambulance companies can't make money under the new system, and so our representatives have to fix it. How to fix it you say? Screw the taxpayers out of their hard earned money is the answer. Unfreakinbelievable! Only in Colorado could we the voters do something as dumb as allowing the Democrats to control our Congress. This is the price we pay...

You're from Colorado if...

2006-02-21T20:51:00.000-07:00

You have absolutely no recognizable accent. If the humidity gets above 25%, you consider it "muggy". You have been skiing less than 10 times in your life. You are the third car to run a red light after it has changed. You say things like "I don't care how big Golden is, it's still a one-horse town". When giving directions, you never say "Turn left, turn right", it's always go West, then South. During a thunderstorm you wonder "which I-25 underpass is flooding". If it rains more than 2 days straight you compare the weather to being in Seattle. You have a broken windshield. You carry your $3,000 mountain bike on top of your $500 car. You have a business degree and are frying burgers at a McDonald's in Vail. You've never seen the tourist attractions in your own city. You think a pass does not involve a football or a woman. You are 82 years old and take up snowboarding. The entire top of your head is bald, but you still have a pony tail. You get depressed after one day of foggy weather. You think that formal wear is ironed denim. North means "mountains to the left;" south is "mountains to the right;" and east and west are where all those damned liberals keep moving in from. You consider a three-piece suit to be a pair of shorts, a sweatshirt and Birkenstocks. You think gun control is a steady hand. You know what the "Peoples Republic of Boulder" means. You can drive over a 12,000 foot pass in 4 feet of snow, but can't get to work if there are 4 inches of snow. You know the correct pronunciation of Buena Vista. Your car insurance costs more than your car. April showers bring May blizzards. You know what a "Chinook" is. You know what a "rocky mountain oyster" is. You know what a "fourteener" is. But you don't know what a "turn signal" is. A bear on your front porch doesn't bother you nearly as much as a Democrat in Congress does. Driving directions usually include 'Go over ____ Pass... You've gone skiing in July. You've gone sunbathing in January. They were both in the same year. You know the elevation of a town, but not its population. You or someone you know plays golf 12 months of the year. You don't have AC in your home, but you use it in your car all winter long. If it snows in the morning you expect it to be gone by lunchtime.

Discovery

2006-02-17T20:51:00.000-07:00

Philippians 4:8 Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy meditate on these things. Sometimes after many years, couples grow apart. They may not realize it, but it happens. You may be further a long on your spiritual walk then your spouse, or the things you once found interesting, you now find annoying. Because of so many things, you don't recognize the signs of a dreary marriage, you just know that you are uncomfortable and or unhappy. Re-discovering your spouse, focusing on their positive aspects instead of dwelling on the negative is one step in avoiding the rejection of your spouse that leads to divorce. Look at the way the differences in the two of you complement each other. I know I am sometimes too loose with money, spending it on the things I choose, my wife on the other hand always knows the balance in the checkbook. Find the beauty in your spouse, and you find the reasons to work on your marriage. Focus on the negatives, the things that annoy you, and you risk losing far too much. I've been married now for almost 23 years, and I appreciate my wife more now that I ever have. I look at her with a new respect, a love that has grown stronger despite her faults (and mine too). I see a woman who has grown in herself and the Lord over the years, a woman who has given birth to five children, and lost one. A woman who has recently suffered an illness that came out of nowhere, and devastated us, but a woman who has fought through it and won, something I'm not sure she could have done ten years ago. Graciousness in accepting the Lords gifts in our lives is sometimes difficult, but I am certainly grateful for my wife's strength and love, in that I am truly blessed.

Reminds me of Caddyshack

2006-02-15T22:20:00.000-07:00

No offense to the Dalai Lama, but traveling to Israel to see if he can get an open dialog with Hamas and the Israeli leaders is a bit much (snappy analogy missing, sorry I'm tired). Oh the Hamas will more than likely have their picture taken with him, lots of warm fuzzy talk, then after he leaves, start in with the violence. He says: "The prophet Muhammad should not be blamed for the violence, said the Dalai Lama, adding that the problem is the lack of separation between politics and religion, a situation which creates violence because emotion is involved. " So even the Lama thinks separation of church and state is a good thing. I'd sure hate to let my beliefs influence how I act towards others. Just ask John Kerry where that got him (hint, he couldn't even carry the Catholic vote). So what should the Lama do? He should go back to Tibet and try and work on the problems they are facing, seeing how he is their leader.

The Stang

2006-02-15T16:22:00.000-07:00

So I have the following left to do on my 1968 Mustang project car: Suspension - replacing the upper and lower control arms, should have the parts this weekend. Still need to replace some steering system bushings and get an alignment. Engine - Figure out why the choke is sticking... Interior - Get new floorpans welded in, order underlay, carpet, dash components, door panels, armrests, etc... Get it all put together, yea! Exterior - Weatherstripping all around (the old rubber is D-R-Y), complete etching primer and paint. This will wait for a while (until money is found that is). I drover her to see my Dad in the hospital, felt soooo good to get her out on the road. Nothing quite like driving a V-8, especially a 300 HP engine in a 1700 lb car!!! God has blessed me each time I seem to lose my patience with how fast the restoration is going, recently more money became available so things can be done. I just need to stay the course and not get anxious. Easier said than done.

Stupid Wal-Mart Law

2006-02-15T10:36:00.000-07:00

So Colorado is trying to pass the same brain-dead type of law Maryland did just last year that pretty much only affects Wal-Mart. When will politicians learn that these types of laws only have a negative effect on the economy. "HB1316 would require large corporations that employ 3,500 or more people to provide health insurance to their workers, the workers made clear the measure was aimed at Wal-Mart." Guess what will happen. Wal-Mart will raise prices to cover the cost of the 11% medical set aside, a cost you and I (including the employees of Wal-Mart) will wall pay going forward. Hmm, let me think how that will help again... Oh, that's right, it won't, it will only hurt everyone because either prices will go up, or employees will be let go (or both). I hope the Colorado Legislature doesn't bow to the unions on this one.

The end of a long day

2006-02-14T17:47:00.000-07:00

So I am staring at my laptop at the end of a busy and often times stressful day. What am I thinking about? Is it myself, is it something I forgot to do, something I did? No. I am thinking about Christianity. About how all the questions I have hinge on one basic tenet of Christianity: Jesus dying on the cross. The one thing that separates Christianity from other religions is that God conquered death. And sin, my sin, your sin, was atoned for. No matter what else I may face, whether it is simple like work related problems, or complex like family issues or cancer, the answer lies in the hope God gives us because of the bodily resurrection Jesus Christ offers to all who believe in Him. Now as I sit here feeling pretty darn good, and smelling the wonderful stuffed peppers my beautiful wife is making for dinner, I realize that all the issues, and doubts I have are washed away by the grace God provides. 1 Corinthians 15:16-18 For if the dead do not rise, then Christ is not risen. And if Christ is not risen, your faith is futile; you are still in your sins! Then also those who have fallen asleep in Christ have perished. That pretty much sums it all up. For all those out there struggling, pray. Pray that God will fill you with the hope of the Resurrection. That is where all the answers are found.

Great site, amazing news

2006-02-14T15:35:00.000-07:00

Just found this site and I have to say, I am impressed. I try and read a few new blogs a week, just to see what is out there, and if mine is even remotely good. This article is truly inspiring, the possibility of erradicating AIDS/HIV in our lifetime. Think of the positive effects if the research is proven out. Stunning is all that comes to mind!

Media Bias

2006-02-14T13:38:00.000-07:00

Well, it didn't take long for the media to try and lynch the VP. I thought this was a most appropriate response.

Tuesday Happenings

2006-02-14T08:24:00.000-07:00

The dog goes to the vet today to have her teeth cleaned. I wish my dental insurance covered the dog! My father is home and doing well after his weekend in the hospital, no sign of an embolism. The chemo is really hurting him, but he is toughing it out. I'm very proud of him. Megan comes home tomorrow as the college has "snow days". It'll be good to see her, I miss my baby. Not going to comment on the political scene just now, sufficed to say there is enough stupidity to go around.

Ah, pro-choice

2006-02-13T09:13:00.000-07:00

One of my favorite bloggers is Carol Platt Liebau (mental note, add to blogroll). She has a piece today that makes me think...hmmm Pro-Choice... Not sure I would categorzie this woman as pro-choice. By the way, happy birthday Carol!

Family news

2006-02-11T21:49:00.000-07:00

Well, my Dad is recovering from whatever infection he got and should be home from the hospital tomorrow. Rough times when the chemo all but eliminates the immune system. All of his vital counts were down at critical levels. The good folks at the hospital made sure he recovered. Kudos! Went to Lowes today and picked up my new 60 gallon compressor! Yeah baby, once I get it wired, the real work on the Mustang begins. Also picked up insulation and sheetrock to finish off the garage (12 months same as cash until 2/20, it doesn't get better than that). Gets a bit cold working in there these days. I think today was around 30 degrees. Next week will be hectic as we start our benefits cut over with the new company. I believe this will be my 5th medical/dental/vision change in the past 6 years. Looks like all the docs are on the new plan, the Wife will be happy. Rocky Mountain News reports that both Democrats and Republicans will be working on bi-partisan bills to curb illegal immigration here in Colorado. I'll be keeping a very close eye on the changes they are proposing.

Can't wait

2006-02-10T16:18:00.000-07:00

I really cant wait to hear what bigoted Al has to say. Maybe I'll email my niece who attends CU and ask how the speech goes. Look at the bull**** that the site has written about him: "He is considered an outspoken fighter for social justice and has been a representative for underrepresented groups in American society over the last 40 years. A political and civil rights activist, Sharpton has become known as a powerful orator. In 2004 he sought the Democratic Party nomination for president." Reading this would lead you to believe he is a truly inspiring man, the truth, here, here, and here dulls the shine quite a bit. I don't care for the kind of bitter, angry racism Mr. Sharpton calls dialog, so I guess I'll take a pass on this one.

Standardized Testing

2006-02-10T16:09:00.000-07:00

I hate the CSAP tests we have here in Colorado, but without some standards, what we'll get is more of this. I happen to agree with these folks on their dislike for the testing, but they have nothing to offer as an alternative. What we parents see, are our children studying for the tests. What teachers are forced to do is teach the test. So much pressure is put on the teachers and schools, it becomes difficult for them to actually educate our children. I would be all for eliminating the CSAP's if the state would put in place vouchers. With school choice truly available, I believe the testing will take care of itself. Parents would be free to choose those schools who more closely represent what we want for our children, a better education. Until school choice becomes real, we'll be stuck with the monoply that government sponsered schooling has become.

Battlelines are drawn

2006-02-10T15:52:00.000-07:00

So the battlelines are being drawn on the latest gay marriage debate. On the one side you have Coloradans for Marriage, which includes Focus on the Family among many others. They want to put in the Colorado Constitution (as opposed to the statute is currently is) which would make it much harder to change. On the other side, we have Tim Gill and Coloradans for Fairness and Equality (who apparently can't get a website working) pushing money into having folks go door to door "talking" about discrimination against gays. Hmmm, seems like this will be an interesting battle. Colorado has been more and more liberal as the years have gone by. It used to be a very staunchly conservative state, but with the influx of Californians (no offense, I was born there), family values, marriage, and education are slowly being moved in a leftist swing. We have to pick out battles, this one will be made out as homophobes vs. the rest of Colorado, when at its core, it is about how marriage should be defined based upon true Christian beliefs. Marriage is a bonding of one man and one woman, make no mistake, if the proponents of "gay marriage" get their way now, we will be facing an epidemic of other odd pairings who want to be "married". I have nothing against gays per se, live your life, and I'll live mine. Lets all try and get along and have an intelligent dialog on the issues. No need to shout folks down, or get violent, speak clearly and concisely about the subject.

Your money and mine

2006-02-10T13:22:00.000-07:00

I really like this guy. He's the kind of politician we need more of. Hard to find an honest politician, but he is as close as we'll get.

When it hurts

2006-02-09T15:11:00.000-07:00

Everything was going well this morning. The kids were going to school, my wife had the to do list, we were picking out tile for my latest project (the kitchen floor). I was at work, readying myself for a series of calls, when my Mom called and said she had to take my father to the emergency room. Just like that, my chest tightened, my heart raced, and I struggled to concentrate. It took me about 5 minutes to decide I was going to meet them there. As I headed out, I began what is a ritual for me when bad news strikes and the hurt begins; I pray. As I drove to the hospital, praying that the Lord would be merciful and again shower His grace on my parents, I began to feel warm and felt that everything would be ok. The Lord also gave me a message for my Dad, it was as clear as if He had whispered it into my ear from the passenger seat of my car. "Your vines have born much fruit in My name, you are blessed in My eyes." So, when it hurts really bad, turn to the Lord and listen, He will be there for you.

Random Thoughts

2006-02-09T08:37:00.000-07:00

So if education is so important, why is it that the school system is the last great government monopoly? I'm really getting tired of Christian bashing. Why is it that we keep electing fools to represent us? I mean really, how difficult is it to find someone who will stick to their principles and do the right thing? Can the press ever be trusted to tell the truth, can they just report the facts, or is that asking too much? My kids are great, sure they act silly and out of control sometimes, but then they surprise you. Last night my daughter made me a bookmark, just out of the blue. You gotta love them! Great news in the battle for cancer victims! My Dad is one of the survivors so far, and with God's grace, he will go into full remission. I should stop reading the news, all that happens is the MSM bashes Bushm, Republicans, Christians, and family values...

Race Relations

2006-02-08T13:02:00.000-07:00

A woman of quiet strength, Corretta Scott King, who battled against racism and bigotry passed away this week. Many leaders, including the current and some past Presidents showed up and honored her. One, however chose to turn the event into a soapbox for his bigoted and malicious remarks. Jimmy Carter, arguably the worst President in U.S. history, the giver of double digit inflation, skyrocketing gas prices, and the Iranian Embassy debacle, spewed forth meaningless garbage about everything from the War in Iraq, to Katrina. Nary a word about Mrs. King or the greatness of the life she lead. Sad to see in this country when a genuinely good persons funeral is turned into a ultra left wing propaganda opportunity. Mr. Carter, you should stick with peanut farming and building homes for the underprivileged, because you sir are an embarrassment to the Democratic party, and to this great country.

God's Strength

2006-02-05T20:22:00.000-07:00

I've been struggling with my relationship with the Lord. My Dad's cancer, my wife's illness and subsequent surgery, holidays and the job. Any couple of these things and I'm probably ok. In my case, these all combined to beat me down. I wouldn't say that I left the path, but I've certainly been roaming around the bushes near it. Every now and then I spy the narrow hard to find trail that leads to God. One of the hardest things for me to do lately is go to church. You see, I usher at my church, and I took January off. I have not been to a service since before Christmas. I just couldn't or wouldn't go. That all changed today. I ended up ushering at one of the morning services, and all the way to church, I prayed that the Lord would provide the strength for me to not just get through it, but that He would allow my heart to be worked on. God did indeed provide the strength. Not only did I feel encouraged, I was able to share the things that had been happening in my life with others. I felt so good being able to speak about all these things I had been holding inside. One of my good friends and his wife listened and wept with me as I recounted the stress (and success) of my fathers battle with cancer. They also listened as I spoke of my wife's surgery and the stress that brought into my life. When I left church today, I was a new man, refreshed and strengthened by God and my brothers and sisters in Christ. If we let him, God does find a way to help us. Psalm 86 1-13 Bow down Your ear, O LORD, hear me; For I am poor and needy. Preserve my life, for I am holy; You are my God; Save Your servant who trusts in You! Be merciful to me, O Lord, For I cry to You all day long. Rejoice the soul of Your servant, For to You, O Lord, I lift up my soul. For You, Lord, are good, and ready to forgive, And abundant in mercy to all those who call upon You. Give ear, O LORD, to my prayer; And attend to the voice of my supplications. In the day of my trouble I will call upon You, For You will answer me. Among the gods there is none like You, O Lord; Nor are there any works like Your works. All nations whom You have made Shall come and worship before You, O Lord, And shall glorify Your name. For You are great, and do wondrous things; You alone are God.

Good News Friday

2006-02-03T15:27:00.000-07:00

So every since the announced takeover of my company by another, I've been a bit pensive. "Not another one", I kept thinking. Not sure how many times I've had the opportunity to change insurance, and locations in the last 5 years, but it has been too many. I always thought I would be with the same company for 20 years...you know the same thing our parents did. Not anymore. Today was the day when offer letters went out. A number of folks I know did not get them, so it makes it bittersweet that I did receive one. So I will move on with the new company and wish my friends the best.

Religious Bias

2006-02-03T09:22:00.000-07:00

Why is it ok to print offensive cartoons about Christians, or have shows on TV that denigrate the Christian faith, but when Muslims get all pissy about it, our liberal media caves in under the auspices of not wanting to offend their sensibilities. Come on, this is the religion of peace? I realize that we Christians aren't perfect, but we don't have armed thugs storming buildings and threatening anyone who doesn't agree with us with death. We may protest, we may send letters to the editor, we may even band together and make a statement by spending our hard earned dollars elsewhere, but we certainly don't go around promoting terrorism just because a few cartoons offend us. From Powerline "Everything that reasonable people need to know about the cartoon uproar is embodied in the comments of yesterday of Hassan Nasrallah, leader of Hezbollah. He said: "If there had been a Muslim to carry out Imam Khomeini's fatwa against the renegade Salman Rushdie, this rabble who insult our Prophet Mohammed in Denmark, Norway and France would not have dared to do so." And that is it, isn't it? He's given away the game. This is not piety or religion or offense-taking. It is terrorism." There you have it, to these radical Muslim, religion is second to spreading terror around the world.

Learnin and stuff

2006-02-01T15:42:00.000-07:00

I frequently wonder about the quality of my children's education, but since I have children in all levels of school from elementary to college, I get a first hand look at how well my district here in Colorado is doing. This convinces me that regardless of state, throwing more money at education yields less and less of the results we are expecting. I was on the road to putting my kids into a private school, that is until I saw the bill. For one of the better schools in my area, it was going to set me back 13K per year for three of mine. Now it's not that I don't love my kids, but the wife and I will homeschool them before I shell out that kind of money. I so respect families that can do it, but for now, I guess we'll stick with public education as it seems to be working for us. All my kids are exceptional students, either in their SOAR (gifted and talented) programs, or on the honor roll for GPA. Now I am not bragging, but as long as parent stay involved, the stories like the one above should never happen.

Disappointed

2006-02-01T12:47:00.000-07:00

So I was hoping to hear the President talk about illegal immigration last night, but what I heard was "amnesty, amnesty, amnesty". What is it about this serious problem that he cannot come to grips with. I mean, I like the man, and appreciate what he has done for the country, but this incessant pandering to illegal immigrants has got to stop. The men and women of the Border Patrol are suffering because of his (and most other politicians) myopic vision of what is really going on. I mean really, will it take more of this for them to see clearly, or maybe this will make it clear. It seems that the more Americans bring up the issue of illegal immigration, the more ignorant our leaders become. You can only stick your head in the sand for so long Mr. President.

Faith

2006-01-29T16:32:00.000-07:00

Why is it that some folks have such a hard time believing in God? Is it because we often times try to reason through issues like "How can evil exist if God is good?" You wouldn't be the first to stumble on that question. Many struggle with the idea of evil, it can be a large obstacle to believing in God. But consider this, without a concept of ultimate good, how can we have any idea of what evil is? I believe that the limit of my knowledge prevents me from being able to understand how God could allow the pain and suffering we see in the world each day. But I also believe that God is not limited, that he uses these situations to bring us closer to him, that he has allowed these things to happen for our own greater good. We may not understand them now, but we will have the opportunity to understand them once we join the Lord. The Weaver by Grant Colfax Tuller My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me. I cannot choose the colors, He worketh steadily. Oft times He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride, Forget He sees the upper and I the underside. Not till the looms are silent and the shuttles cease to fly, Will God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why. The dark threads are as needful in the Weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned. A little knowlede is helpful, but a little faith goes much further. You have to try very hard to deny the existence of God, but very little effort is needed to believe in Him. The Bible says (Proverbs 8:17 among many) I love them that love me; and those that seek me early shall find me. It does not say all will find Him. It says some, those that seek. If our hearts are on discovering God, then we will. It has been said that God shows just enough of Himself so we can find Him if we are looking. Seems pretty simple after all. Seek Him out, He is there for us. Of course, you could blind yourself to the clues that are there, try to deny they exist, but then that would be a lot of hard work...

Superbowl

2006-01-26T13:16:00.000-07:00

Since our beloved Broncos lost in the AFC Championship game, there has been a dilemma in the house. Are we going to watch the SuperBowl or not. My youngest son Dylan was adamant about watching not only the SuperBowl, but also the Pro Bowl (that one I can skip). If I can get a picture of it, I'll post the drawing of the helmet Dylan made. It will be the team we will be rooting for. What a fan...

Humble

2006-01-26T12:49:00.000-07:00

James 4:10 Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and He will lift you up. So we all have lessons we can learn. Pride is a double-edged sword. We can swell with it when our children do something wonderful, and we can suffer loss when we thump our chests about something we did or accomplished. James 4:6 But He gives more grace. Therefore He says: “God resists the proud, But gives grace to the humble." My company is currently in the process of being acquired by a larger organization and as we get closer to the day when the merger occurs, my stress level continues to rise. Will I have a job, will I have to take a pay cut...etc. All I can do at this point is lay it at God's feet and pray that the change is a good one. I try to stay humble, I try to focus on my work and let everything sort itself out, but I am always aware of my responsibilities to my family. That is why I am cautiously optimistic about what will happen in the next two weeks. I trust that whatever happens, God will take care of us. Sometimes, that is all that is needed. A quiet commitment to the Lord. Be humble and serve. Easy to say, hard to do.

Main Stream Idiocy

2006-01-24T13:39:00.000-07:00

This epitomizes the stupidity of the main stream press. Sorry for an extra post today, but it really got under my skin. My father served in Vietnam and as a 9 year old, I remember the protesters at the airport when he arrived home. To say that you don't support the troops because they are "willingly signing up to be a fighting tool of American imperialism" is completely beyond me. Mr. Stein, you are the worst sort of liberal hack, one who can't see the good that is being done because you are blinded by the stinging defeat of two of the worst presidential candidates to ever try for the office (Gore and Kerry). Your hatred of all that the current president stands for limits your ability to reason and saps you of any possiblity of being a patriot. The current situation in Iraq is nothing like Vietnam, I know, I have a father who served there. And claiming that all soldiers serving the U.S.A are tools of the Bush administration is simply disgusting. It is truly unfortunate that thousands of Americans have died so that a limited, mean, narrow-minded, petty, intolerant person like this could continue to put forth the pious, partisan, slanted, and twisted garbage that is somehow considered newsworthy. (I like to use the thesaurus, in case you couldn't tell). If anything, Stein is a tool of the lunatic left, unable to accept anything, (good) that our troops, our President, or our country are doing. Okay, I will now abdicate my soapbox. I rarely get angry like this, but if you read the article, I'm sure you'll understand.

Children and things

2006-01-24T10:37:00.000-07:00

At some point in the not so distant past, I used to be one of those folks that thought abortion was ok in very specific circumstances (such as rape). After reading scripture and reflecting on comments made by others, I quickly realize that my thinking was wrong-headed. Abortion is wrong under any circumstances. Only God has the right to give or take life. We need to stand up for that which is correct and have our voices heard above the din of the ultra liberal left who would have us believe that abortion should be a choice. Please tell me the difference between murdering your child outside the womb, and your unborn. I would like to hear how the two acts are different. 44 million (probably higher) abortions since the landmark Roe v Wade case in 1973 says what about our country. Hint: Nothing good! Just because big brother says it is ok does not make it right. Nowhere in the Constitution is it spelled out that a woman has the right to abort a child. Yet somehow, our courts are afraid to correct this enormous wrong that has been foisted upon the unborn children of this country. I pray that we see a day when the Federal government steps away from this flawed interpretation of our Constitution, but realize it may never happen. That is why we as Christians must step up and stand together. I have four children who are living and would give anything to have my son Logan with us, it is beyond anything in me to consider murdering one of my children, I just wish it was the same for everyone else.

The Mustang

2006-01-08T15:36:00.000-07:00

Well, here is the project car. Like me, it needs work on the interior. Like me, it is full of promise, and like me, its owner will be working on it for a very long time. Funny how car restorations and the work God does with each of us are so similar. By the way, my wife refers to the car as the disgustang!... Me, I call her Lucy...

New Year

2006-01-03T13:41:00.000-07:00

So the holidays are over, and I am back to work yet again. I took down the Christmas (Yes Christmas) lights, de-ornamented the tree and slowy started putting things back where they were (or rather my wife did). I am getting ready to send my daughter back to college, my kids back to school, help my Mom and sister get some weight back on my Dad, and help my wife through surgery to remove an ovarian cyst. So far it is a very busy year! I also had to chat with my youngest son, Dylan, about Kwanzaa. He saw it on the calendar at my mother-in-laws and stated "It's not a real holiday, why is it on the calendar". So yesterday while we were waiting for an oil change and emissions test, we discussed it. I explained what Kwanzaa is. (Read for an excellent christian (not to mention black) perspective.) He now understands that as long as everyone (blacks, whites, asians, etc.) continue to make race an issue, it will be an issue. Only when we see folks for what they are rather than the color of their skin will we be able to move past phony-baloney "celebrations" like Kwanzaa.

A Christmas Gift

2005-12-27T14:02:00.000-07:00

My father has been dealing with cancer now for three years. He has endured three surgeries, and is on his third round of chemotherapy. I love my father, he is my hero, he is one of the main reasons I am the man I am today. I can't say it hasn't been tough watching him lose weight, lose his hair, and at times lose his patience, but he has never lost hope. To me, he is the epitome of tough. I hope that when my time is through, that I will be half the man he is today. This year, as in almost all years, we spent Christmas eve at my In-laws with the majority of my wifes family, after we drove home, my two youngest children were busy writing notes to Santa and getting the cookies and carrots out. Molly carefully counted out 8 small carrots, double checking for accuracy as she wanted to make sure each reindeer received a bit of nourishment. Before I went to bed, I read each of their notes, Mollys was great, asking Santa about getting around the world to all the children, and making sure she was on the "nice" list. It was Dylans note that was a gut punch, one of those moments as a parent when you realize that, yes indeed, my children do get it, they really understand the reason for the season. Dylan, my wonderful 11 year old had written a note to Santa that was as loving and selfless as I have ever read. The shortened version goes like this: Dear Santa, I hope you are having a Merry Christmas. I don't care if I don't get anything that I wanted for Christmas, could you please just pray for my Grandpa. WOW! I was awestruck, and had to clear the tears from my eyes (acutally both my wife and I had a hard time seeing for a few seconds there). When I saw my parents on Christmas day, I shared with them what Dylan had asked. My father was moved to tears, and hugged Dylan and told him how proud he is of him. Dylan, being somewhat shy, but understanding the enormity of what his Grandfather was saying to him, teared up too. I guess that my kids really are listening and learning, and that makes me one proud parent.

I've been gone

2005-07-01T09:10:00.000-06:00

So much work, so little time. Between all the work going on, the new project car, and the family, there has been precious little time to blog. I just came back and read some of your comments and figured I should post something about this summer. My oldest daughter, Megan, has a job (actually she had one and quit) at a local Montessori school. Truly a great experience for her. Number 1 son, Kyle is also working in the fast food industry. The rest of us are working around the house and trying to spend enough time at the pool to justify the membership fee. I am trying to finish the deck, just a few more things and it will be complete! The mustang is running better, and I have begun on the interior work. Our church just went through a major change with our pastor of 14 years moving on with God's calling to a Calvary Chapel in Las Vegas. We have what I consider to be one of the best young pastors around as our new senior pastor. He has been with the church for quite a while, and while pretty young (26 or 27), he is the Timothy to our former pastors Paul. I hope everyone is doing well and has a safe and blessed summer. We are going on vacation shortly for 8 days, so I will check back then. Many blessings!

Jobs and Cars

2005-05-23T10:30:00.000-06:00

My oldest finally got a job last Friday. She is working at a local nursery (plants & trees). Although she is not thrilled to be working 50 hours a week, the paycheck makes all that wanking go away. She can now pay fo the insurance on her car and pretty much all her expenses for the summer (maybe I can sneak a few college expenses in there for her to pay!!!). Okay, so a lot of praying, and hard looks by me, my dad, and a good friend have lead me to finally buy a 1968 Mustang. I've been looking for about a year now, never finding anything that was in my price range (of wasn't a pile of rust). That all changed last week. Found one not too far from my house, and I am going to pick it up tonight. Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Before my wife will let me work on it, I have to finish the deck and a few other odds and ends around the house. No problemo! Thank you God for putting me through this search, making me grow! Thanks to my wife for allowing a primer grey car to share the garage! Thanks to my daughter for getting a really good job! James 1:12 Blessed is the man who endures temptation; for when he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life which the Lord has promised to those who love Him.

Mistakes

2005-05-17T08:14:00.000-06:00

Why is it no matter how hard I try, I continue to make mistakes. Oh, yeah, that little thing about being an imperfect being. Each day I start with the same prayer: "God, please help me to be a better man today than I was yesterday, please help me to lead by example, and glorify You in my actions". Each night before I go to sleep, no matter how hard I tried that day, I have to pray for God's forgiveness. The good news from Romans 5:20: Moreover the law entered that the offense might abound. But where sin abounded, grace abounded much more, God continues to forgive, somehow he sees my heart and works on me day by day. Being too close to myself (hard to figure that one, huh), I don't always see the changes. Kind of like with kids, when folks haven't seen them for a while, they go on and on about how they have changed. Sometimes it takes others to notice the small and not so small changes in our lives. Have you told someone close to you how much they have changed for the positive? An encouraging word could be music to someone's ears.

Marriage

2005-05-10T12:23:00.000-06:00

Tomorrow will be my parents 48th anniversary! Now when I think that I've been married for 22 years, that sounds like a long time, but then I compare to both my folks and my in-laws. No matter how you cut it, 48 years is a long time to be married (actually that is a long time to be alive too). I went to see my Mom (and Dad) on Mothers Day, and just kind of looked at them to see if I could find out what was so special about their marriage that it would last that long. You know, nothing stood out, maybe that is the answer. Neither one is special by themself (although they might think differently), but together, somehow, they fill in the voids that the other has. I believe that is the secret to marriage, completing (or at least trying) the other person. Now I personally am fairly blind to my "blind spots", as most of us are, but when others view us, I think they can spot the flaws pretty quick. I think most successful marriages are a melding of two flawed personalities that somehow become one strong union. My Dad is strong, faithful, easy going (not when I was younger though!!!). My Mom on the other hand requires an investment, she is a bit selfish, faithful, and caring. Together, they somehow form an incredible couple that struggles through life, never forgetting who they brought to the dance and never looking past each other. I realize when I see both my parents and my in-laws (who've been married 47 years this year) that I see my wife and me in them, and that my friends is a wonderful thing. 1 Corinthians 7:3 Let the husband render to his wife the affection due her, and likewise also the wife to her husband.

Art Awards

2005-05-04T16:00:00.000-06:00

So I get home last night and find out my baby, Molly, is entered in the district art contest. The show is tonight, and unfortunately my VP is in town and has made arrangements to take our team to dinner. Somehow the timing has worked out, I will rush home, take the family to the school, view the artwork, rush home, rush to dinner, then rush to pick up Kyle at work. I am tired already.... When I asked Molly what artwork she did that was so good her teacher felt compelled to enter it in the contest, she of course told me "I don't know Daddy, but it must've been good, huh". That's my baby!

Almost home

2005-05-03T08:19:00.000-06:00

So my oldest daughter, Megan, is almost finished with her freshman year at college. She was supposed to find storage for much of her things on campus (read free) because she is going to be a resident assistant next year, however she dragged out contacting the housing director for so long that, amazingly, there is no storage left. I think kids believe their parents actually have hidden money reserves sometimes. So now instead of free storage, we will pay yet another fee...ah the college life! Of course she is excited to come home, finishing her finals this week. Her mom and I will be driving down this weekend to get her as we did not let her take her car this year. And me, the mechanical genius, has her car working again after stubbornly refusing to look at a manual when changing the oil, and breaking off one important sensor... Lesson learned. We have been trying to get our son Kyle to clean his stuff out of Megans' room so when she returns, it will be nice and neat, (he is using it for his computer and homework area) however, he is a slow moving boy when it comes to doing stuff like that... I am tempted to just throw all his stuff on his bed and let him sort it out. Just a few more days and we will be a whole family again, at least for three months. Now if Megan can just find a job...

God's Comfort

2005-04-29T11:15:00.000-06:00

Part of the reason I have not blogged in a week (although this is the second today) is that I had a family emergency to deal with. On Monday, I trudged off to work as usual, kissing my two youngest and my wife goodbye, and looking in on Kyle, my oldest son, who was home sick. I was about half way to work when my cell phone rang. My son Kyle (who was upset) told me "Dad, you have to come home. Something is wrong with Mom." I can't express in words, the emotion that was in that phone call. Now in 22 years of marriage, I can count on two fingers the times my wife has gone in to see her doctor (outside of normal female checkups and stuff), so when she says something is wrong, I listen. I turned the car around and breaking most traffic laws (except running a red light), I pulled up to the house in about 6 minutes. With a fire truck pulled up out front, I knew things had to be bad. I rushed in the house, up the stairs and into our bedroom to see my wife lying on the bed with 4 firemen around (Thank you to all the guys at Station 17) checking her vitals and such. She had been finishing Dylans' hair for school when her vision became distorted and she felt a bit faint. She decided to lay down and see if it would pass (stubborn woman). After lying down, the symptoms not only did not get better, they got worse. Kyle ended up calling 911 (great job too). She was confused and her blood pressure was alarmingly low, so Paramedics were called. Then the phone rang and Kyle answered, at this point he was panicking, talking to his Aunt who lived just 10 houses away. I was upstairs making sure Molly and Dylan were ok (a long with the dog), I got downstairs in time to hug Kyle and comfort him before the Paramedics and my sister-in-law showed up. I forgot to add that before I got home, but after the firemen arrived, Kim heard Dylan tell Molly that they should go to her room and pray. Have I said how much I love my kids! My sister-in-law, a wonderful woman, watched the kids while I followed the ambulance to the hospital. We spent four hours there, with Kim being tested, poked, prodded, and tested (Cat Scan). Everyone in the ER was great and very understanding. Kudos to those folks. To make a long story short, Kim was released, came home and rested the remainder of the day. Tuesday she went in to get both an MRI and MRA to make sure nothing funny was going on in her head. Through this whole situation, I felt Gods presence. From the first phone call, until yesterday when we reviews the MRI/MRA results with the doctor, I felt all would turn out ok, and I would have my normally healthy wife back. As of right now, the cause is still unknown, although a few opinions have been offered, and my wife is feeling fine (maybe a little tired). Needless to say, I love my wife, and if anything, will cherish our time together even more in the future than I did in the past. Psalm 138:8 The LORD will perfect that which concerns me; Your mercy, O LORD, endures forever; Do not forsake the works of Your hands.

Saved

2005-04-29T08:12:00.000-06:00

I have been so busy lately that I have not had time to make any entries. This one though is special to me. My Dad has been saved. Now for those who have read my other entries, you know my father is a God fearing man, and a Catholic all his life. A few weeks ago, he went to his first ever men's retreat. I was unable to go because of family and business commitments, but my brother-in-law went with him. Now my Dad, who is 69 years young (and just finished his last round of chemo, YEA!) is not a big singer, or one to let on about his beliefs too much, but he was so overcome by the Spirit at this retreat, that he sang himself hoarse. The most stunning part of the weekend was the last morning, when the Pastor was calling anyone who wanted to accept Christ as their Savior to come down and be prayed with. Much to my brother-in-laws surprise, when he looked up, there was my Dad. Absolutely awesome! He publicly claimed Christ as his Lord and Savior! I cannot begin to express the emotions I felt when I heard that. After getting home, he told us he was a new man, he could feel the difference. Of course to him he was not saved, as he had always accepted Christ, but it was his way of showing others how much God means in his life. I have always been proud of my father, but never more proud than after that weekend! Yea God, another soul delivered!

Marines

2005-04-22T08:40:00.000-06:00

Not much time to blog this morning, but this article is a great example of our soldiers bravery. I have always been, and will always be very proud of the men and women of our armed forces. Semper Fi!

Birthday Girl

2005-04-18T08:56:00.000-06:00

My youngest, Molly, turns 8 today. We took her out Saturday to pick out a new bike (she looked like a giant on the old one). She has grown so much in the last year that her regular jeans are now capris' , luckily she still fits in them... So all day yesterday, she and her brother were riding bikes, playing croquet, and generally just being kids (finally had some great weather). Molly got all excited as Grandma and Grandpa came over last night to give her some presents. She is a really good egg, thanking them and all. (My Mom has great taste in kids clothes!) This is the first year we are not having an all hands party (I like to call them that as we have so many relatives in town), she is having a friends party at a local gymnastics club. Very exciting stuff. Very proud of little angel, she is special not only because she is our baby, but she is a special gift from God after losing our Logan. Thank you God for all you provide! You are indeed a gracious and loving God.

Living for the Lord

2005-04-15T08:12:00.000-06:00

Are you living your life for yourself? Are you unable to deal with not knowing what will happen tomorrow, next week, next month? If your answer is yes, then you have a problem. We all need to consider these questions. If being yourself means being different for different people, than you are not being yourself. To be a man or woman of God, desiring to live a Godly life that will forever impact others (knowingly or not), means we must stand in the shadow of Christ. We must trust Him to help us work through the trials we encounter, through extreme circumstances that we cannot handle on our own. My God is the God of impossible situations, He can handle anything, and so can I if I trust in Him. Psalm 37:3 Trust in the LORD, and do good; Dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness. Do good, but do it consistently. We will all have good and bad days, days for me like yesterday. A so-so start followed by a great finish. Or two days ago, bad news to start the day, going slowly downhill from there. Anger and pain, but at the end of the day, I put my trust in the Lord, that he would make all things right. He has! To walk with the Lord means consistency. It means we must put our desires aside. I may not always offer my best to the Lord, but I strive to improve each day. I don't know where the Lord will take me each day, but I figure I'll just take it one day at a time and He will let me know. 1 Kings 17, read it to understand. Elijah was in the same predicament (except of course he was a prophet and a pretty interesting guy to boot!). He took it one step at a time, trusting the Lord with his future. That is where we all need to be. Trusting in the Lord. I look at my Dad each day for an example of trusting in the Lord. Even though he is battling cancer, he looks forward to each day. Living it as best he can, and asking God for help. No selfish "poor me" attitude, just grateful for another day, another opportunity. We all need to be like that.

The weather and God

2005-04-11T09:03:00.000-06:00

For those that don't know, Colorado has been in near blizzard conditions since yesterday morning. It was so bad that I could not get to church to usher, in fact they closed the church. Wind and blowing snow conspired to keep us somewhat blind for most of the day. It gave me time for a few things. One was to continue my little bible study with my children, we made it through John chapter 4. Then a neighbor called and said they checked the attic and found snow blowing in. Well of course I want to climb around our attic in a blizzard...so I did! Now both the front and back of my house have these neat little architectural vents, so naturally I thought they may be allowing the snow in (seeing that the wind was at 30-50 mph), so I got out my ladder, entered the attic through my boys room, and found.....snow. Not much, and not coming in the vents I thought it would be. You see, those vents actually have a mesh over the inside, so the snow doesn't get in. The same cannot be said for the roof vents. We had our roof re-done a few years ago and lo and behold, the snow was being forced under the little plastic covers, and between the slits. No mesh on these, so the snow could just come right in. The vents on the south side of the house were no problem, but on the north side, oh my. I called to my son Dylan to get me a garbage bag so I could get rid of the snow. Now at the time, the vents were clogged just enough that no new snow was coming in. So I trapsed around the attic (watching my step, no use in falling through the ceiling) cleaning up. I decided to move over by our bedroom ceiling (which like the family room is vaulted) and I was shocked to see a foot of snow under one of the vents. Now I am not a small man (not fat so quit yer laughing) and that section is narrow. Knowing my duty, I navigated through the support beams and started gathering the snow in the bag. Not easy, but I made it to the far end where the most snow was. It was at that moment I decided to stop and pray (now the rafters are 24" apart, so my knees and stomach were hurting pretty quick). God took care of me while I took care of the snow. I was able to get the majority of the snow, somehow contort my 6 foot plus frame around and head back the other direction (that would have been a really funny picture!!! :-) ) got out and back down the ladder with little damage to myself (frozen fingers) or the attic. Cleaned up and took a nice hot shower, thanking God for not only the weather (when this melts, it will help the lawn), but for keeping us all safe. After that, I took a short nap and then went through some more of John 4 with the kids. All in all a fine day (even with a blizzard).

Wonderful daughters

2005-04-08T08:07:00.000-06:00

So my oldest daughter Megan is finishing up her freshman year in college (another few grey hairs just popped in my beard!). At the beginning of the year, she would call everyday (thank goodness for cell phones), as the year wore on, and she developed more independence, the calls became less and less. Her mother and I still call her, but now she calls once a week. I know she is busy, she is the treasurer of Circle K club, a christian based club at her college that does wonderful things in the community. She also carries a full load of credits, and works in the mail room (her work study job). Since I (her mother had spoken to her on Wednesday) had not talked to her recently, I thought I'd send another email her way. I typically send her one each week, chatting about general stuff, and giving her a biblical reference to keep her going. For some strange reason, she does not regularly read her school provided email account, so she gets my messages a few days after I send them (one of these days I will learn to cc the message to her yahoo account...). She called me yesterday and we chatted, I miss my baby so much, but can't really let on too much, as she is becoming the woman God is calling her to be. Don't need old dad quite so much these days... This morning, I come in and get this message:

Hey Papa!
It was good to talk to you today! Ya, I've been really busy,
but I'll try and keep in touch better:) Church was good the
other night, the music was awesome! All the songs they
played I knew, because Rocky Mountain Calvary plays them
too:) It's been really nice weather lately, very beautiful
outside! Well, have a good night! I love you!
                Megs

As I sit here tearing up, I realize that she is indeed a woman of God, that is why todays Daily Thought is for her.

No Internet

2005-04-07T07:59:00.000-06:00

So my oldest son Kyle calls me at work and says the internet is down. Yikes! "How can this be, the internet" I ask. Sooooo he proceeds to tell me how bad our internet provider is... I get home and call Sprint Broadband and lo and behold, yes we do have an outage (not the whole internet mind you ) and they are happily working the problem. It has now been two and a half days of an outage, which is why I am writing this from work. I am in a state of bliss, no email, no nothing. Now my wife on the other hand misses her message boards, and of course the ability to check on our Ebay items for sale. Since I work on computers all day, and then a little more at home, this is like a mini vacation (once I am away from work that is). I think I'll soak up a little reading and bible study with my children. In fact, once the internet is back up (love that my son thinks the whole internet is affected) I think I'll take a break from it more often. Yes!

Medal of Honor

2005-04-04T16:51:00.000-06:00

President Bush today awarded the Medal of Honor to Sgt. 1st Class Paul R. Smith. Sgt. Smith died two years ago today in a battle outside Baghdad. For all those who are serving, as well as those who have made the ultimate sacrifice in service of their country, I salute you! Sgt. Smiths 11 year old son accepted the award for his father. I pray that no other sons have to do the same ever again, but I know as long as corrupt regimes exist, there will be a need for the United States military, and sacrifices will continue to be made on behalf of freedom.

Strange Weekend?

2005-04-04T08:30:00.000-06:00

So as I sit here this morning pondering my weekend, I have mixed feelings. Maybe it was that darn time change...Oh how I hate springing forward and falling back... At first it did not seem like a very good weekend, kind of slow (although the weather was wonderful!), but I had hoped to accomplish more. The basement is still there waiting for us to go through it and get rid of stuff, the garage still needs to be cleaned, the deck awaits finishing....blah blah, yada yada. But as I think about it, I was able to get out with my kids and do some shopping (Sears....hardware...mmmmm). Begin a new chapter in the bible with them (book of John) and take my son Kyle out job hunting. Then my daughter Megan called and let us know she got the RA position for next year at her college. For those that don't know what an RA (Residence Assistant) is, they are responsible for what happens on their floor, kind of a hall monitor! The good news is that (for those without kids in college) it will save the wife and I a very large sum of money as RA's get their room and board free. Now back in the day, 25 years ago (I think I just sprouted a few more grey hairs) my yearly college cost, going to a large university here in Colorado was $2500. Yes, you read that right, $2500 for the entire year, tuition, fees, room, and board. That amount today barely covers tuition. So my wonderful daughter has just saved me about $7ooo by taking on the RA responsibility. YES! Yesterday afternoon, I spoke with my Dad. Now some of you know my Dad is battling cancer, he has a very rare (less than 5 people in a million) form of cancer that little is known about. He's almost done with his second round of chemo. I firmly believe that a positive attitude goes a long way when dealing with this type of disease. Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Well, my Dad went to his first ever mens conference with my brother-in-law, who attends a church similar to the one I attend. I listened to my Dad talk about the experience and realized that God has indeed changed him throughout this battle. My father has become a one man support group for others he knows going through a similar situation. He is supporting one of he and my Moms' best friends in her battle with lung cancer, and making calls and encouraging my wifes aunt who just found out she has cancer. I guess my expectations were a little off this weekend, it was not so bad after all, God chose to show me some things I needed to see and hear, and do, rather that what I wanted. I am glad that God is in my life, for without Him, I cannot imagine how my weekend would have gone. Psalm 48:14 For this is God, Our God forever and ever; He will be our guide Even to death.

Triumphant Hope!

2005-03-31T10:42:00.000-07:00

For me to continue on each day, I have to believe in triumphant hope. Chuck Swindoll states that triumphant hope is "the kind of hope where all things end right. In the midst of the struggles and the storms and the sufferings of life, we can advance our thoughts beyond today and see releif...triumph...victory. Because, in the end, God does indeed win." Hope is how I continue on each day in the face of bad news. This week I found out one of the men in my office who I have been friends with for a few years had to deal with two mini-strokes his wife (37 years old) had last Friday. Luckily the good Lord saw fit to begin the healing process, and last night she was able to come home. I have been talking to him and praying for his wife and family since finding out. The emotion for whatever reason has been somewhat overwhelming. I also realized this week that despite my prayers, God has chosen to work on me in an area that I had not expected. I found wonderful relief in him last night as anger overtook me when I was dealing with my family. I was able (much to my surprise) to clearly state the problem and how I felt about it. I was also able, once I had my say, to simply walk away (even though I was still angry) and allow the person involved to mull over the conversation. Later when I returned, that person apologized and gave me a big hug! Anger gone, feelings not hurt, forgiveness mode enabled. Yes God is indeed great. For once I was able to see beyond the moment and realize the love the Lord was pouring out on me. I was able to work through the situation calmly (ok, relatively calmly...The Lord does take His time) and resolve the issue with love and grace. Thank you God!!!

Easter and kids

2005-03-25T22:47:00.000-07:00

I resurrected this from the blogger ash heap, how ironic! (Okay, I couldn't wait, since I am working late I figured I might as well fix this instead of complaining.) So I am torn once again at this time of year. I read posts about folks and how they celebrate "Resurrection Day". With two little ones, I struggle to not do some of the Easter bunny stuff. My wife and I have taught our children what the real meaning of Easter is, they know that it revolves around the Jesus' resurrection and ascension into heaven. They know that for Christians, it is the most important day we celebrate. They do in fact ask about reading applicable bible passages each year (after watching some silly Easter bunny show!!! Ha) So we will do a few things, Easter baskets, coloring eggs, and doing the old Easter egg hunt. The look on their faces is so precious, and they are only children once. The reason I don't struggle too much with it, is that I have no doubts that my kids know what the real meaning of Easter, they, as opposed to so many adults, really do get it!

Stupid Blogger

2005-03-25T22:44:00.000-07:00

I had a great post about Easter that this stupid blogger thing ate. Will try to recreate tomorrow. Stupid Blogger...

Kids and God

2005-03-23T14:48:00.000-07:00

So as we watched the Ten Commandments (great movie, even if it is Hollywood) my two youngest became very interested in the whole story. Later we discussed Exodus a bit, then my daughter Molly, who is almost 8 wanted to read in "her" bible about how Jesus died. Then next morning, both Dylan and Molly were discussing the bible. We spent some more time going over the gospel of John, while Dylan read through Exodus. That afternoon, the kids went with my wife to do some grocery shopping (no small feat in my household), and argued back and forth about Abraham and the different parts of the bible he is mentioned in. My wife happily laughed all the way home before telling me about it. Isn't it great when kids start to get really interested in the bible? Now Dylan is drawing Noah's Ark, and Molly is happily trying to get through the gospel of John! Children rock!

Logan Daniel Demers - March 21, 1996

2005-03-21T08:11:00.000-07:00

The portion of the song in bold is on my sons' headstone, God put this song in my life at a time when I was struggling with his death, and my faith the most. I heard this song over and over again during the days and weeks after Logans' death. I share it with you now. Go Rest High on that Mountain - Vince Gill I know your life On earth was troubled And only you could know the pain You weren't afraid to face the devil You were no stranger to the rain Go rest high on that mountain Son, you work on earth is done Go to heaven a shoutin' Love for the Father and Son Oh, how we cried the day you left us We gathered round your grave to grieve I wish I could see the angels faces When they hear your sweet voice sing. Go rest high on that mountain Son, you work on earth is done Go to heaven a shoutin' Love for the Father and Son

Fantasy Football

2005-03-19T23:06:00.000-07:00

So tonight was our fantasy football post season party. Great party except that only six of the twelve guys were able to show up. A few were sick, some just could not make it, and one, my Dad, was off skiing for the weekend. The last two years have been very difficult for me, dealing with my Dads health issues. If you knew me, you would know how competitive I am. I really enjoy football, and so fantasy football is a (fairly) natural extension for me. I have run a league now for 8 years, and been playing for almost 15 years. With all the problems my Dad has faced with his cancer, it has taken an emotional toll (on both of us). My Dad is also in my league, which is fun for us. Last year, he struggled as the chemo kicked in and really did a job on him. This year, we were heading into the season with a renewed interest and energy, only to have the cancer reappear. So much for this season. I have been down about my league for a few months now, but realized that I truly do enjoy the interaction with my friends (and Dad) at this level. That fact was very evident tonight as we jabbered on for a few hours, stopping only to check the hockey game between Colorado College and Denver. Great fun with a great group of guys.

Dealing with our own phantoms

2005-03-18T20:02:00.000-07:00

I was reading an article about dealing with our own phantoms. It made me think, what is a phantom of mine, you know, the things that bug you about yourself, things you wish you would or could do better. Here you go... He gets up on time, never tired because he stayed up too late the night before, has a quiet time reading the Bible and praying. He remembers each person important to him in a prayer every morning. Makes sure his kids get a good lunch packed each morning, when leaving, he never forgets to hug and kiss his wife and children good-bye, he arrives at work 5 minutes early. He does his job well, never losing his temper or saying a bad word. He gets a long with all his co-workers, leading by example. He arrives home on time every day and never turns down his his wife's request to work on a "new" project, or play with his kids, or help them with homework. He always remembers that each year, near his son in heavens birthday, that family members sometimes have tough days, and helps deal with them in a loving way. He is well read, always has a good post for his blog, and always has a relevant comment for someone else's blog. He never gets discouraged, never wants to quit and always has the right words for any circumstances. He always remembers to do something romantic with his wife each month (okay, maybe week). He can quote large sections of Scripture in a single bound, has faith more powerful than a locomotive and is faster than a speeding bullet when solving family conflicts. That man is my phantom, that man is who I aspire to be. Good thing the Lord is continually working on me...Whew!!! What is your phantom like?

Five Days

2005-03-16T08:03:00.000-07:00

In five days, Logan Daniel would have been nine years old. March 21, 1996, the day my wife had to endure labor pains to deliver a child that would never be with us. Although it has been almost nine years, the week leading up to Logans' birthday is still a solemn one. I can still recall the phone call from my wife, as I was on my way to a job interview with a prestigious company in Denver. She was at the doctors office, for a routine visit. "They can't find a heartbeat". There are no words to describe the anguish I felt at that moment. I raced to the doctors office, and we comforted each other as best as possible. I was 33 years old at the time, and nothing in my life could have remotely prepared me for what I was going to face. For those of you who have lost children, you know, you know. I never imagined having to bury one of my children. Never. I cannot imagine anything worse than that. Yet through all the pain, God was there with us. Loving us, showing us mercy, and putting people in our lives that would provide a catalyst for change. He drew me close and held me when I had nothing left, He gave me strength when I my own was exhausted. He brought me to Him when there was no where else to turn. If not for the loss of my beloved Logan Daniel, I would not be the man I am today. And so in five days, I will pick up seven balloons, one for each of us, and one for Logan. We will write our love notes to him, and release them one by one to the heavens. The only thing that remains is to watch which direction they head, for the past eight years, the balloons have never gone the same way twice. Thank you God.

Doctrine

2005-03-12T11:24:00.000-07:00

Thanks to Molly for her comment on my post Religion Part II. Although I am not feeling very well, it sparked a line of thought I had been having since the posts on Religion and wanted to put down in writing before my head fogs up again. Doctrine, is the basic body of teaching or understanding. Christian doctrine is composed of teachings which are passed from generation to generation through instruction and proclamation. The problem we as Christians have is ensuring the doctrine we pass on is constantly updated and not allowed to be bound to tradition, becoming static and unchanging. Now, I am not going to pick on Calvinism, as there are hundreds of doctrines out there. The problem with many is that like Calvinism, they have intellectualized scripture, attempting to explain and narrow the scripture to a point where the mystery of God is removed. We as Christians must be suspicious of any teachings that claim to have a definitive or infallible statement of doctrine. The only thing infallible is the word of God. Only God and his word remain consistent and unchanging. Since doctrine is teaching and understanding, it must change. The Christian doctrine should be ever changing, so it may speak to each new generation. It must do this without abandoning basic affirmations, our doctrine must adjust to the things that are happening to us each day. Holding onto certain principles (not core affirmations) from doctrines that are hundreds if not thousands of years old does nothing to help the Christian of today gain a better understanding of God and His word. Our churches, culture, and language change, and we must adapt our teaching to those changes, otherwise we risk becoming deaf to the word of God, irrelevant, or worse, meaningless. To quote Molly Marshall-Green of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, "Scripture must be interpreted in language appropriate to present experience and in categories shaped by human intellect. Thus, the church must continue to clarify the focus of its teaching." Okay, fog overcoming my head, must rest now.

My baby is home again

2005-03-11T18:27:00.000-07:00

My oldest daughter is home from college for spring break! So good to have her back, even if it is only for a week. She has her time off planned: Shopping, shopping, shopping, job hunting for a summer job, get together with friends and relatives, and may be a little more shopping. Amazing how her youngest brother and sister missed her. I walked in the house after a long day at work, and poof, nobody said hello. They were too busy playing with their sister to notice me. That's ok, I'm glad to see how much they love her. Busy for the weekend, so I'm not sure what will be posted, but with all the kids together I'm sure I'll have some material...

Religion - Part II

2005-03-10T21:41:00.000-07:00

Just as Luther was partially wrong when he stated "Man's will is enslaved either to God or to Satan, but it is never free", so Calvin is also partially wrong with his stance on predestination. I am not a Calvinist, nor am I an Armenianist(hope that is the correct spelling). Only the scripture is correct, and there are many verses that support both stances. So what we have here is a problem with mutual exclusivity by both doctrines. Let me make one thing very clear, I don't feel that there is anything wrong with any denomination (as my parents are Catholic, and I know they are saved). I don't want to give the appearance of bashing anyone's beliefs. What I am stating here and in my previous post are my opinions. I disagree with much of what is taught in many churches, denominational or not. I have been to a number of each, and left feeling far worse than when I went in. I believe in Gods' word, not in any particular doctrine. I'll leave it at that. Calvins Five Points doctrine is interesting, yet unfullfilling. I am not going to talk about Total depravity, or Limited atonement, or Irresistible grace or even Perseverance of the Saints. I am going to challenge Calvinism on only one point; Unconditional Election, or in plain English, God selecting those to be saved before they were created. Calvin uses Romans 8:29-30 and 9:16 for the basis of the second of his five points, which boiled down to its basics is this: Election means "choice". God's choice from eternity, of whom He will bring to Himself, it is not based on foreseen virtue, merit or faith in the persons He chooses but rather, is unconditionally grounded in His own mercy. We as Gods children don't have a choice in the matter, unfortunately, the scripture does not bear Calvins stance out, at least not completely. What we find with certain doctrines, is that some scriptures, that contradict the message being taught, become discounted, made to sound ambiguous, or conveniently ignored, verses like; 2 Peter 3:9 The Lord is not slack concerning His promise, as some count slackness, but is longsuffering toward us, not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance. Isaiah 55:6-7 Seek the LORD while He may be found, Call upon Him while He is near. Let the wicked forsake his way, And the unrighteous man his thoughts; Let him return to the LORD, And He will have mercy on him; And to our God, For He will abundantly pardon. Ephesians 1:13 In Him you also trusted, after you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation; in whom also, having believed, you were sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise, These passages show there are two truths held in tension, (that should be a dead giveaway as to the church I attend), that we are called by God (Predestined), but that we still have a choice, we can accept (free will) the call from the Lord, or reject it. Calvinism or maybe instead, hyper-Calvinism (which minimized the moral responsibility we as sinners bear) while not being entirely wrong, is also not entirely right. That is the crux of the problem. An analogy would be like the lie that gets told so often, that the teller starts to believe it. Calvinism has denied certain truths and so has, to this simple sinner, mislead a great number of Christians for a very long time. Calvinism does not teach all of Gods revealed word, only that which supports the stance that was taken almost 500 years ago. I don't mean to pick on Calvinism, I'm sure there are more than enough flaws in any doctrine to go around, that is why it is so important to actually read and comprehend the bible, so we as Christians can discern the truth from that which seeks to mislead us.

Religion - Part 1

2005-03-08T19:52:00.000-07:00

This is the first part of a multi-part post, I started putting it all together and realized it was too big for a single post. Part 1 is about Religion, Part 2 will be about Calvinism, specifically predestination. Beyond that, I'll see what remains and go on from there. A bit of backgroud is usually helpful, and in this case, I believe important. I was raised Catholic. I left Catholicism when I was 18, and with one or two exceptions, I have never been back (I was however married in a Catholic Cathedral, old habits do die hard I guess). I have been for many years as is my wife, a Christian. If you spoke to my relatives and most of my close friends, confrontational is a word that might be used to describe me (among many other, much nicer, gentler words. Ok maybe not). Generally, in regard to my beliefs, I am not that way. With this post, that is about to change. I would like to define one word for now, one that is important to this discussion: Religion - Websters and Britannica define religion as: The service and worship of God or the supernatural Relation of human beings to God or the gods or to whatever they consider sacred or, in some cases, merely supernatural. So religion is something we "do", a word that can be assigned to things other than the worship of the one true God. Religion is not something we "are". This seems to be a problem for many professed Christians. I've asked many people about their beliefs, and many of the answers are; "I'm Catholic", "I'm Mormon", "I'm Methodist", "I'm (insert name of religion here)". Well for the record, I am a Christian, a believer in God the Father, a follower of His Son, Jesus Christ, and a reader of His textbook, the bible. I am not any religious denomination, nor am I reformed. To me, reformed is to Calvin as protestant is to Luther, a word that describes what happened after their theology was accepted. It has great meaning today to a number of folks (I keep reading that word on a large number of the blogs I frequent), but means nothing to me. For if I am reformed, then one would be lead to believe that I follow Calvins' Five Points which while interesting, I don't completely agree with. According to the US Census Bureau statistics for 2000, there were almost 285 million Americans, out of that number it is estimated that there are between 160 and 217 million Christians (Of all denominations). That is an amazing, almost unbelievable number. Since the US Census Bureau does not actually query religious preference, that number is a weighted estimate based upon numerous groups surveys. The numbers below are approximate only: 60 million Catholics 145 million Protestants (Methodists, Baptists, Pentecostal, Episcopalian, etc) 5 million Mormons The one thing I found researching this post is that there are somewhere around 4400 different religions registered in the US. Folks, that is a lot of "religion", but how many of those who claim to be a Christian, actually follow the teachings of God and His revealed word? Only God knows! The one group (if you will) missing from that list are those who have no specific denomination, numbering around 8 million. I have never really understood some of the religions listed, not that I think there is anything wrong with them, I just don't want to be a part of something that is more interested in how rather than why or what I pray. One that is more worried about me genuflecting in front of an altar rather than living the word of God. One that thrives on ritual rather than substance. I've chosen not to be associated with a specific religion. I go to a church that teaches the word of God book by book, verse by verse. That is what works for me. Does that mean the folks who attend Catholic Mass aren't good Christians, no (my parents, for those who have not read a few of my posts are active Catholics, and wonderful God fearing people). I just think that as Christians, we have a tendency to get so caught up in our "religion" that we forget to get caught up in our God, His Son, and His word. By and large, Christians are good people, but way too many think of themselves as something besides a Christian. See my second paragraph for details. Christianity is not about sitting in a church, reciting words that have been said for so long that they have lost their meaning. It is not about a Pastor/Minister/Priest reading a verse or two from the bible, then spending thirty minutes or more telling what he/she thinks it means, and how it might relate to your life. It is not about having the offering plate (or whatever) being passed around and having those around you watch to see what you tithe. It is not about saying words and singing songs once a week and then going out and living your life any way you choose. Christianity is about a relationship with God. It is about reading and understanding the bible and how we should try and live our lives. Christianity is about following (some would say finding) the narrow difficult path and trying to stay on it. It is about fellowshipping with other believers, providing love and support when you can, and drawing the same from others when you need to. It is about challenging those who quote the bible incorrectly to support a stance that they know is built on sand, not solid rock. As my Pastor has said many times, "Don't trust what I am telling you, go verify it yourself". Let me rephrase that one for you, because I believe that is one of the single most important things we, as Christians, need to do. Just because someone is a Pastor, Minister, Priest, or Theologian, it does not mean we should trust what they say. If the bible does not confirm what you have been told, then it is not true. Always, always, always verify the truth of what is being said by a person or persons quoting the bible. Christianity is about faith, and faith has only one name, religion has many. In part 2, I want to discuss Calvin and his teachings on predestination (Unconditional Election) . I believe Calvin is flawed in this area, I don't just believe God has called us (truth), but I also believe we have a responsibility to accept or deny the call. Why else would God have given us free will. That discussion is coming. At this point, if you have not already left my site, commenting on my stupidity or whatever, it is my sincerest hope is that you are motivated to challenge me and what I have said. If so, I look forward to your comments/criticisms..

Beautiful Music

2005-03-07T22:02:00.000-07:00

For now as I continue to work on my multi-part post, I have just this one song that is in my heart, and on my lips; The Wonderous Cross. When I survey the wonderous cross On which the Prince of glory died My richest gain I count but loss And pour contempt on all my pride See from His head His hands His feet Sorrow and love flow mingled down Did e'er such love and sorrow meet Or thorns compose so rich a crown Were the whole realm of nature mine That were an offering far too small Love so amazing so divine Demand my soul my life my all Oh the wonderful cross Bids me come and die And find that I may truly live Oh the wonderful cross All who gather here By faith draw near and bless Your name

Working on a post

2005-03-06T15:58:00.000-07:00

I am working on a fairly extensive post on religion in general, and Calvinism somewhat more specifically. In doing so, I am trying to gather a number of facts, so you the readers can check out what I say and see if it holds water. Lot of googling to get facts, and a lot of scripture checking. I realized last night after our Saturday evening service, God was putting this on my heart. I just hope that I can measure up! Still reading Galatians. Love the way it supports and is supported by Pauls earlier writings in Romans, specifically parts of chapter 8. After pouring over it for a few days, I realize how little time I had spent in this book, much to my regret. I should have everything together for the post in a few days (I hope!).

Gifts from God

2005-03-03T21:40:00.000-07:00

Gods will is divine. No ifs ands or buts about it. When we try to rationalize the things of the Lord, we fail, no eye has seen, no ear has heard, no heart can truly know (great song by the way). Why is it so hard for Christians (not all, just a lot of us...) to say "I don't know" or "I don't understand why", or simply "That is beyond me". Let me let you in on a secret, it's okay to say those things when a question or situation comes up that you can't explain. God knows! I've been reading Galatians, and it is a powerful book. The letter by the Apostle Paul to the church at Galatia is a powerful representation of justification by faith and freedom. Within the church today, there exists a schism about the sufficiency of faith alone for our salvation. The faith we (and our Gentile predecessors before us) put in the Lord Jesus Christ is enough for our eternal salvation. Why isn't this enough... We have spent 2000 years arguing over something that is incontrovertible. God's revealed word tells us clearly that our salvation rests in our faith in His Son alone, not in any and all things we may do. So why are there pastors and churches still preaching and teaching that we must do good deeds in order to "qualify" for Heaven? I was just reading something about when you follow Gods will and you find yourself in a situation that you can't explain, don't, don't even try, because "human wisdom" will always fail you. So the short answer to my question above is, I don't know. If you have an answer you are confident you can support, drop me a line here.

Time away

2005-03-02T13:56:00.000-07:00

I am swamped at work what with an office move and other things going on, so I won't be blogging much for the rest of this week. Life gets crazy sometimes... Psalm 46:10 Be still, and know that I am God;

God 24x7

2005-03-01T12:48:00.000-07:00

Have you ever been praying and had the Lord answer so quickly that it was almost like you were having a conversation with Him. I did at 2:54am this morning. You see I woke up (or rather my wife woke me up) because my youngest, Molly, was screaming due to a nightmare. After settling her into a makeshift bed on the floor beside us, I rolled over (no easy feat with a surgically repaired right shoulder) and was staring at the clock. 2:54AM, I decided this was as good as any time to pray. Wow! God must have been waiting for me. The thoughts that filled my head went on and on, I felt like I had been conversing with the Lord for an hour. Looking at the clock, it was 3:01AM...seven minutes, SEVEN minutes, in that amount of time, God had passed enough information to me to write a few days worth of entries here. I was feeling pretty bad about my new office, and some things I had said about it, so I wasn't too sure what the Lord would say. Actually, nothing about the office, but a lot about me and Him. I was overwhelmed by the swiftness of His response, not to mention the volume of things he passed a long to me. James 1:19-20 So then, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath; for the wrath of man does not produce the righteousness of God. James 4:3 You ask and do not receive, because you ask amiss, that you may spend it on your pleasures. Thank You God for being forever faithful. Thank You for continuing to work in the life of this pitiful sinner. Thank You for Your boundless grace and mercy, and Your word that is food for my soul.

Just for Amy

2005-02-28T13:48:00.000-07:00

So this is a follow-on to a post Amy made this weekend. bold the states you've been to, underline the states you've lived in and italicize the state you're in now... Alabama / Alaska / Arizona / Arkansas / California / Colorado / Connecticut / Delaware / Florida / Georgia / Hawaii / Idaho / Illinois / Indiana / Iowa / Kansas / Kentucky / Louisiana / Maine / Maryland / Massachusetts / Michigan / Minnesota / Mississippi / Missouri / Montana / Nebraska / Nevada / New Hampshire / New Jersey / New Mexico / New York / North Carolina / North Dakota / Ohio / Oklahoma / Oregon / Pennsylvania / Rhode Island / South Carolina / South Dakota / Tennessee / Texas / Utah / Vermont / Virginia / Washington / West Virginia / Wisconsin / Wyoming / Washington D.C / Go HERE to have a form generate the HTML for you. As you can see, I have been to and lived in a number of states. Many thanks to the USAF (my father), and to MCI, who sent me to more states than I care to think of, especially the time away from my family. My goal is to one day travel to each and every state in the Union...maybe after I am retired...

Great post about heroes

2005-02-25T22:21:00.000-07:00

I just finished reading this(I mean't to have a link here, but when I checked it, it was broken, the story is below, written by Michael T. Powers) and wanted to share it with everyone. I am among many things, a military history buff, so the article was very important to me. It is important for us to remember our history and be able to explain why we have monuments to our children and grandchildren. I have been to Washington D.C. many times, and visited most of the War Memorials, I know the history behind them, it is great to see our youngsters learning a bit more than the plaques will tell. World War II is a bit of close history for me, you see I have three uncles that served, one in the Navy, and two in the Army Air Corp. My Dad was too young to serve in that war, but made it to Vietnam in the Air Force. It's amazing when history comes alive, to see how it affects people, especially children. Makes us stop, and remember a time, when things were different, when this great country was a bit more simple (at least for some of us who are older). Reading about these type of men, then seeing the great things our young soldiers are doing in Iraq and Afghanistan, makes me all the more proud to be an American. Please read this story, it was posted on one of my favorite sites Powerline, but is not there now: THE BOYS OF IWO JIMA Each year I travel to Washington D.C. with the eighth grade class, from Clinton, Wisconsin, where I grew up, to videotape their trip. I greatly enjoy visiting our nation's capitol, and each year I take some special memories back with me. This fall's trip was especially memorable. On the last night of our trip, we stopped at the Iwo Jima Memorial. This memorial is the largest bronze statue in the world and depicts one of the most famous photographs in history -- that of the six brave soldiers raising the American Flag at the top of a rocky hill on the Island of Iwo Jima, Japan during WW II. We piled off the buses and headed towards the memorial, where I noticed a solitary figure at the base of the statue. As I approached him, he asked, "Where are you guys from?" I told him that we were from Wisconsin. "Hey, I'm a Cheesehead too! Come gather around Cheeseheads, and I will tell you a story." His name is James Bradley and he just happened to be in Washington D.C. to speak at the memorial the following day. He was there that evening to say goodnight to his dad, who had passed away. I videotaped him as he spoke to us, and received his permission to share what he said from my videotape. Touring the incredible monuments in Washington, DC, is spectacular, but it can't compare to the insight we received that night. When we had gathered around him, he reverently began to speak... My name is James Bradley and I'm from Antigo, Wisconsin. My dad is on that statue, and I just wrote a book called "Flags of Our Father's"which is #5 on the New York Times Bestseller list right now. It is the story of the six boys you see behind me. The six boys who raised the flag. "The first guy putting the pole in the ground is Harlon Block. Harlon was an all-state football player. He enlisted in the Marine Corps with all the senior members of his football team. They were off to play another type of game. A game called "War." But it didn't turn out to be a game. Harlon, at the age of 21, died horribly. I say that because there are generals who stand in front of this statue and talk about the glory of war. You guys need to know that most of the boys in Iwo Jima were 17, 18, and19 years old. "You see this next guy? That's Rene Gagnon from New Hampshire. If you took Rene's helmet off at the moment this photo was taken, and looked in the webbing of that helmet, you would find a photograph. A photograph of his girlfriend. Rene put that in there for protection, because he was scared. He was 18 years old. Boys won the battle of Iwo Jima. Boys. Not old men. The next guy here, the third guy in this tableau, was Sergeant Mike Strank. Mike is my hero. He was the hero of all these guys. They called him the "old man" because he was so old. He was already 24. When Mike would motivate his boys in training camp, he didn't say, "Let's die for our country." He knew he was talking to little boys. Instead, he would say, "You do what I say, and I'll get you home to your mothers." "The last guy on this side of the statue is Ira Hayes, a Pima Indian from Arizona. Ira Hayes walked off Iwo Jima. He went into the White House with my dad. President Truman told him, "You're a hero." He told reporters, "How can I feel like a hero when 250 of my buddies hit the island with me and only 27 of us walked off alive? "The next guy, going around the statue is Franklin Sousley from Hilltop, Kentucky. A fun-lovin' hillbilly boy. Franklin died on Iwo Jima at the age of 19. When the telegram came to tell his mother that he was dead, it went to the Hilltop General Store. A barefoot boy ran that telegram up to his mother's farm. The neighbors could hear her scream all night and into the morning. The neighbors lived a quarter of a mile away. "The next guy, as we continue to go around the statue is my dad, John Bradley from Antigo, Wisconsin, where I was raised. My dad lived until 1994, but he would never give interviews. You see, my dad didn't see himself as a hero. Everyone thinks these guys are heroes, 'cause they are in a photo and a monument. My dad knew better. He was a medic. John Bradley from Wisconsin was a caregiver. In Iwo Jima he probably held over200 boys as they died. And when boys died in Iwo Jima, they writhed and screamed in pain. "When I was a little boy, my third grade teacher told me that my dad was a hero. When I went home and told my dad that, he looked at me and said, "I want you always to remember that the heroes of Iwo Jima are the guys who did not come back -- did NOT come back." "So that's the story about six nice young boys. Three died on Iwo Jima, and three came back as national heroes. Overall, 7000 boys died on Iwo Jima in the worst battle in the history of the Marine Corps. My voice is giving out, so I will end here. Thank you for your time." Suddenly the monument wasn't just a big old piece of metal with a flag sticking out of the top. It came to life before our eyes with the heartfelt words of a son who did indeed have a father who was a hero. Maybe not a hero for the reasons most people would believe, but a hero nonetheless.

Working from home

2005-02-25T14:01:00.000-07:00

So today my office is moving and I am working from home. Not as much fun as it sounds , although I did get to go out and eat lunch with my wife. Kyle is home sick, but we did get some good news (proud father mode), Kyle is getting an academic award. We are not sure what for yet as it has not been posted, but we did receive a note about the award banquet coming up in March. Way to go Kyle! As I sit here in the basement (with my little space heater going full on), I cannot help but be proud of all my kids, they are "generally speaking", warm, friendly, thoughtful (ok, ok), and kind. They excel at many things, although rarely sharing an area of excellence. They are pretty darn good kids, and I am blessed to be their parent. I've tried to teach themmany things: They should always keep their word, always fulfill their promises to others, always set the bar high enough to have to work just a bit harder to reach it. I've tried to teach them to always remember who is in charge, that God is always there, He is there when things are going right, and He is there when things are bad, that we need to lean on Him, that His plan is sovereign, that God ALWAYS keeps his word. Psalms 5:11-12 But let all those rejoice who put their trust in You; Let them ever shout for joy, because You defend them; Let those also who love Your name Be joyful in You. For You, O LORD, will bless the righteous; With favor You will surround him as with a shield.

Quick notes

2005-02-24T18:24:00.000-07:00

Just a few quick thoughts: God gave me a wonderful first day back at work. Light duty, some packing (as our office is being moved tomorrow). Saw the nurse today to get bandages changed, shoulder feels pretty good. Trying to stay off the meds, and just take Advil. Kyle started his driving classes tonight. My wife told me he was nervous tonight. You can always tell when he is nervous about something, as he will just not shut up... Trying to find the money to get a piano for Molly, her lessons are going so well. She is now putting so much effort into it, I am truly amazed at her talent. (Thanks God!) Megan is working with a group at college called Circle K. They do stuff like Habitat for Humanity, volunteer around the small college town at various businesses that help the needy. Her group is heading to Boulder this weekend for a conference (Trust in the Lord...I will, but I shall still worry some) Ok, so my wonderful wife picked up one of those "memory foam" things for the bed because she was having problems sleeping. It came in yesterday and we slept on it last night. That was absolutely the best $75 we have ever spent. She slept soundly for the first time in months, and I, well, I slept well too. That thing is amazing, why we did not get one earlier, I do not know. Highly recommended!!! Oh there is this to ponder: Ecclesiastes 7:13-14 Consider the work of God; For who can make straight what He has made crooked? In the day of prosperity be joyful, But in the day of adversity consider: Surely God has appointed the one as well as the other, So that man can find out nothing that will come after him.

How to be miserable

2005-02-23T14:37:00.000-07:00

Found this when going through one of my many drawers of stuff I haven't cleaned out yet. I feel that God has put this on my heart to share as I recover slowly (of course if you know me, you know I will push my recovery as fast as possible). What a great thing to remember as we go through this life on the narrow path. Thank you Lord for your wonderous blessings, as the song says, "I can only imagine". How to be miserable - Think about yourself. Talk about yourself. Use "I" as often as possible. Mirror yourself continually in the opinion of others. Listen greedily to what people say about you. Expect to be appreciated. Be suspicious. Be jealous and envious. Be sensitive to slights. Never forgive a criticism. Trust nobody but yourself. Insist on consideration and respect. Demand agreement with your own views on everything. Sulk if people are not grateful to you for favors shown them. Never forget a service you have rendered. Shirk your duties if you can. Do as little as possible for others. Seeing ourselves as the center of the universe leads to misery. We weren't made to be the focus of our own attention. According to Isaiah 57:15-21, we were made to give our hearts to "the High and Lofty One", who lives with those who have a contrite and humble spirit. He brings comfort and peace to those who sense their need of him. Lord, help us to turn our thoughts away from ourselves and focus our attention on You, the only source of true and lasting peace. Self-centeredness brings misery, A proud ear brings much pain; But those with true humility A lasting peace will gain. - Sper

Left handed blogging

2005-02-22T21:36:00.000-07:00

So this is entirely a left handed blog as I am trying not tostrain my shoulder. Surgery was great(so to speak). I was in on time and done an hour later. Went home around 11am (started surgery at 7:45am) much to my and my wifes surprise! The Doc was great, all the nurses and staff were awesome. I had prayed about this all last night, asking Gods' will to be done. I went in with a superb attitude, conversing and having fun with the staff. Since I was the first patient of the day, I figured I had an obligation (try spelling that with only your left hand...takes a while) to make their day the best it could be. Everyone responded wonderfully, laughing, talking, and most of all, taking really good care of me. It was a chance for me to be the man God wants me to be. I thanked each and everyone of them, God bless them, they work so hard, and I appreciated it. Got home (thanks to my wonderful wife, who orchestrated getting everyone ready and out of the house on time) and slept for a while. Ate a delicious lunch, prepared by who else, my wonderful wife! Then, as the drugs wore off a bit, I decided to pull out the laptop and kind of meander around the net. I ended up posting on Kristens' site, and answering an email from a wonderful gal from Amys' site, all left handed! YES! The drugs kicked in again, and I was forced to go back to bed, but here I am at 9pm deciding to post. I just took my meds for the night and am going to bed, but I am having fun listening to my shoulder make funny squishy noises...Not sure if that is normal, but I'll attribute it to fluid from the surgery...I hope! Shoulder feels pretty good, I am sure this won't last, especially when I have to start physical therapy, but that is another story. Thanks for all your prayers, I truly am a blessed man to have so many that I don't know (at least personally) praying for me.

The right church...

2005-02-21T18:12:00.000-07:00

This will be my last post for a little while, I am having shoulder surgery (again, third time is a charm) tomorrow morning. I don't imaging it will be easy to reach the keyboard for a while, so think about what I am asking below: If you could pick out the perfect church, what would it be like? One of my favorite speakers is Dr. Charles Swindoll, he writes this about choosing a church today: We live in an age where preference rules. Today's culture values personal choice so highly, it prevents many from committing to real priorities. Fifth marriages, live-in lovers, and quick flings often characterized our restless society while commitment is at an all-time low. Sadly, many Christians allow the culture of personal preference to influence their idea of a perfect church. As a result, many treat their church like a beloved spouse during the honeymoon stage, but when the romance wears off, they trade up for something new, driven by preferences rather than priorities. Should personal preference be the deciding factor in committing to a local church? Single adults have a slew of preferences for an ideal mate - personality, beauty, love, laughter, wealth. We may have similar expectations for a church - contemporary music or traditional hymns, youth activities, personable pastors, a fancy facility. The reality is, if we focus on our preferences, we'll never be content or committed to our local churches. The solution isn't to compose a new "me-centered" shopping list, but to adopt God's priorities for a healthy church. When we do this, we'll be able to: Focus on our church's central strengths rather than its inevitable weaknesses. Determine if our church might be missing the mark. Establish criteria for finding a healthy local church. The Bible refers to the church as the "wife" of Christ, (Ephesians 5:25-32). W - Worship I - Instruction F - Fellowship E - Evangelism So I ask again "If you could pick out the perfect church, what would it be like?" Will it be driven by your preferences, or the priorities God has set for you. If you remember the WIFE priorities, then even though you may have a tough time finding the right church, you will know it is the right one . My family has gone through a number of "good" churchs, but not the right ones. We finally found the church for us five years ago, and have been growing in God because of it. Many blessings to you all, I hope my surgery will provide a few good stories for later on. Todd

I need to hear the word

2005-02-20T17:15:00.000-07:00

So I was at church ushering today, and we had a guest pastor. Seems like a really nice guy, has been at our church before (although I am drawing a blank as to when). We also had a large display in our foyer about supporting children in India (a la Compassion International, but not them). So the first thing I and most of the folks there notice is that we cannot understand him very well. He is using a lapel mike and unless he tilts his head down, we can barely understand what he is saying. It's not like he is a foreigner or something, he has command of the Queens english... The next thing I and others notice is that instead of reading the bible (as we are all used to, since our church goes verse by verse, book by book), he is telling us all about the poor in India, showing pictures, and tugging at our heartstrings. Now I am all for supporting our missions to far away lands, but a hard sell is something I just don't cater to. We saw pictures of children who had died due to malnourishment, etc., which is very moving, and saddening, but this was not a sermon, it was a sales pitch. I noticed a few folks leaving early (of which I have mixed feelings about), but most stayed, then went to the tables setup and pored over the materials, which was heartening. I spoke with a number of folks after the service, and while they did not want to say anything bad about the Pastor (God Bless them), the did indicate they felt the following: 1. I know all about the missions in India. 2. I know that there are hundreds of millions of poor there, sold into slavery, especially children. 3. I donate money to our missions happily and willfully. 4. I don't need a pastor to send me on a guilt trip by showing sad images and harping on how we should give. I don't mean to be harsh about today, but I told my wife after I got home "I was almost happy we missed church last night so I didn't have to listen to this man". I go to hear the word of God, and have something to mull over during the week, something to help me grow as a man of God. Today did absolutely nothing for me, and that, I think, is what really bothers me.

Who am I?

2005-02-18T22:38:00.000-07:00

So in my last post, I mentioned that I have two girls and two boys. You might ask, "How does that add up to the five you have in your profile?" Well it doesn't, you see one thing my father and I have in common (other than a shortage of hair on top of our heads, and the way we walk) is that we have both lost a son. My brother Matthew lived for only a few short hours, after having the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck, something they could not see back in 1959. My son Logan Daniel would have been 9 years old in a month. He was stillborn at 33 weeks. It was without a doubt the worst time in my life. I felt enormous guilt, as if I had not been a good enough father, or husband. I struggled with my faith, but ultimately found my bond with God much stronger. I spent the better part of two years grieving, and along with my wife and three other children, felt a great loss. Even after nine years the pain is still there, but most of the edge has been taken off knowing he is with the good Lord. God saw fit to bless us with another little girl , Molly is truly Heaven sent. Every year around the beginning of March, we start to make plans for Logans' birthday. On that very special day, we write notes to him, attach them to balloons, and send them to the heavens. I realize this is just symbolic, but it helps each of us. The Lord used this loss to work on my heart, standing beside me as I wept, lashed out at others and struggled with myself. One of the most loving acts came not from a family member, but at work. You see I worked for MCI at the time, and shortly after going back to work, a woman I barely knew (Anne, she was an administrative assistant to one of my VP's), but had contact with stopped me in the hallway outside her office and simply asked if she could hug me. She knew I had lost a child, she and I wept for a few minutes before I went about my business. I still see her angelic face, once a year around this time, and I thank God that He knew exactly what I needed at that moment so I could continue on. I did not mean to make this such a sappy post (as I sit here crying, while trying to see the screen), I just hope a few of those who read it will take something positive away, all while seeing just a little deeper into what has made me the man I am today.

Great kids/Not so great kids

2005-02-18T07:22:00.000-07:00

So my youngest daughter, Molly, had to write a letter to her hero. I am proud to say she picked her older sister. Here is the text of Mollys' letter: Dear Megan, You are my hero because you taught me how to talk and to defend myself. You are a great big sister and my hero. Love Molly It's the simple things in life that are the best. Now for Amys' sake, here is the more normal side of life with a family of four (two girls bookending two boys): With my oldest daughter home from college over the weekend, she of course was in "her" room. My oldest son Kyle has "his" computer in "her" room. So Saturday night (after Church I might add), we get home and Kyle says "When is Megan leaving?", my wife replies (not hearing his condescending tone) tomorrow. "Good" he says (hard to describe the way he said it, but it was anything BUT loving). Sheesh!

Being different

2005-02-17T10:50:00.000-07:00

There was a conversation yesterday in my office about comparisons. For those who are parents, we are all guilty at one time or another of comparing our kids to each other. As adults, we are also guilty of comparing ourselves to others, what they have, how they act, etc. But God has created us all different. I know my two oldest are like night and day. One excels at writing and creative things, the other at sports and technical things. I know I have compared them before, the old "Why can't you do as well as your sister in (insert area here)". I am working to step away from those stereotypes, but sometimes we fall back. When I do, I remember the following: 1 Corinthians 12:18-19 But now God has set the members, each one of them, in the body just as He pleased. And if they were all one member, where would the body be? As I once heard, if God made you a duck, then swim like mad, but don't get bent out of shape if you wobble when you run. We are all different in how we act, the things we say, and what we are good at. We need to embrace it, and not fight it. How would the world look if we were all good at the same things? Cherish what sets you apart from your brethren, God will bless you when you do.

Great quiz

2005-02-16T10:20:00.000-07:00

So one of my favorite blogs is having a Pop Quiz today. I thought all the comments were excellent reading. If you get a chance, visit and if nothing else, please read Phillipians 2 today, but if the Lord prompts you, please leave a comment. Todd

God speaks

2005-02-15T13:35:00.000-07:00

This post is related to my post earlier today on Being men. Most of us have always "believed" in God, but used our "moral compass" in deciding what was right and wrong. The problem with that (and I speak from experience) is that your right and wrong will eventually butt up against the word of God. When that happens, we fail God. We need to seek God and allow him to speak to us, to guide us in all we do. The reason I bring that up is to tell you about God speaking to me this past Sunday. You see, my wife and I were at odds on a few things, and I was irritated (to say the least). When I went to bed, I prayed specifically that God would speak to my heart about these issues. Well, I have my timetable and the Lord has his (why is that so hard to remember). Well at lunch yesterday, God spoke. I was being rebuked for my actions, yet lead down a path towards retribution. I could make things right with my wife (and God...duh) if only I would listen. Needless to say, I listened, the burden on my heart was lifted, and I was ecstatic. I could not wait to get home and ask for my wifes' forgiveness. Well, as you know by my earlier post, all worked out extremely well. Both I and my wife felt a renewed love for each other, apparently God had been working on her heart too, go figure! There are times when I ask God to speak and He chooses not to, and there are times when He elects to make the answers so clear, even I cannot miss them. He spoke inside me, a feeling so wonderful, it defies explanation. I am so thankful that God is so full of grace. That he can speak to and continue to shape a sinner like myself. Psalm 91:14-16 "Because he has set his love upon Me, therefore I will deliver him; I will set him on high, because he has known My name. He shall call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him, And show him My salvation."

Being men

2005-02-15T07:31:00.000-07:00

So I spent most of the day at work upset at myself. God had spoken to my heart about my treatment of my wife. That is one of the reasons for todays "Daily Thought". After finally giving myself over to the conviction of the Holy Spirit, I decided I needed to express not only my love for my wife, but my renewed dedication to her. I spent my lunch hour getting to a great day spa, picking out just what I thought she would like (in a gift certificate, of course. I may not be a smart man, but I am smart enough). The rest of the day was like a new opportunity for me. Everything seemed fresh and glorious. Thank you Lord! When I got home, I could tell she was still a bit irritated with me, but nothing was going to ruin this Valentines day, not even her "lol". I saw that she had picked up a card and a giant (and I do mean giant) hershey's kiss for me (does my wife know what I love or what!!). She opened the gift and we embraced. She said she didn't deserve it, I told her that I was the one who did not deserve her. It was a wonderful moment, one that taught us each a lesson, one I know I will not be so quick to forget again. I love my wife, and I thank God each day that she loves me.

Living well

2005-02-14T09:18:00.000-07:00

So my wife felt good enough to take our daughter back to college yesterday. I was able to spend the day with my other children. Unfortunately the two youngest got in trouble when their friends came over and so the day that began with so much promise, started to fade. Even though they were mad at me for sending them to their rooms, they understood the reason. Eventually my son Dylan helped me finish putting up the chair rail in his room. Later after they were un-grounded, things got better. My daughter was safely returned to school, my wife finally made it home (after dinner) and all was seemingly well. Then my wife started to feel tired again, not fully recovered from whatever this crud is that is affecting her. Sometimes our anger gets the better of us when we are less than 100% and we say or do things that we regret. Without going into detail, I can honestly say that I was not a happy man going to work today, and that made me think. The average lifespan is 75 to 80 years, but who can say if I or anyone else will make it that far or beyond? Since only the good Lord knows, we should do our best to make the time we have on this Earth count. We should live with exuberance, not reluctance. Instead of fearing what is in store for us, try to face it with enthusiasm. We can spend so much of our lives worrying about what might happen that we don't take the time to enjoy what is happening. Life is short, so try really hard to make it as sweet as possible. I know I am going to try a little harder when I get home tonight!

Busy...

2005-02-12T22:09:00.000-07:00

Ok, so there will probably be no time to post tomorrow, so here you go! Tonights service was great, moved my Mom and Dad visibly (me too for that matter). It is amazing what the Holy Spirit does when convicting your heart! Romans 8 rocks! Get home, check on my wife who still has some of this crud that is going around bothering her. Get the kids to bed and lo and behold, in comes Dylan with his little toe bleeding. Yikes, he has crossed the entire upstairs bleeding on the carpet. Get the bleeding stopped ( he stubbed his toe on the moulding I left in his room...Stupid Dad!), try to blot the carpet...Uh No! Get out the carpet cleaner and spend an hour trying to get the blood up. Just what I wanted to do! OK, so that is finished (will have to hit some spots tomorrow...ah well). Megan heads back to school tomorrow,and if Kim is sick,then guess who gets to make the six hour roundtrip...Drumroll please...Me! So at least I will have some quality time with her, as Carl Spackler would say: "So I have that going for me!". I will leave you with a piece of scripture, one that I take great comfort in: John 8:2-12 Now early in the morning He came again into the temple, and all the people came to Him; and He sat down and taught them. Then the scribes and Pharisees brought to Him a woman caught in adultery. And when they had set her in the midst, they said to Him, "Teacher, this woman was caught in adultery, in the very act. Now Moses, in the law, commanded us that such should be stoned. But what do You say?" This they said, testing Him, that they might have something of which to accuse Him. But Jesus stooped down and wrote on the ground with His finger, as though He did not hear.

So when they continued asking Him, He raised Himself up and said to them, "He who is without sin among you, let him throw a stone at her first." And again He stooped down and wrote on the ground. Then those who heard it, being convicted by their conscience, went out one by one, beginning with the oldest even to the last. And Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst. When Jesus had raised Himself up and saw no one but the woman, He said to her, "Woman, where are those accusers of yours? Has no one condemned you?"

She said, "No one, Lord."

And Jesus said to her, "Neither do I condemn you; go and sin no more."

Then Jesus spoke to them again, saying, "I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life."

Growing close

2005-02-12T13:40:00.000-07:00

My Dad called last night and asked if we were going to church tonight. I told him yes. He said he and my Mom would like to meet us there. I've already provided some background on my Dad, what you don't know is that he has been a practicing Catholic all his life, as is my Mom. They raised my sister and myself in the church also. When I was heading off to college, I started questioning some of the church teachings, not drawing comfort from Mass each Sunday, I set out to try and find a church that would "do something" for me. It took a long time to find what I believe is the "right" church, somewhere I can learn the Word and grow stronger in it. After my Dads' cancer set in, I put in a number of prayer requests at church. I let my dad Dad know this, and we started talking about God more. My Dad and I have grown much closer, both emotionally and spiritually over the past two years. I believe God has worked on both our hearts through each other in this difficult time. A few months back, my parents called and told me they wanted to go to our church, so they could meet and thank all the folks praying for them. I was ecstatic, and somewhat nervous. You see, my church is a Calvary Chapel, we learn the Word, chapter by chapter, book by book. We also have a great band that plays more of the contemporary music (and kind of loud too!!!). For those of you who grew up Catholic back in the day, then you will understand my consternation at having my parents come to church. What would they think? Would they like the Pastor, the music? I had know idea, but I placed my trust in the Lord. We showed up on a Saturday night at the early service (usually very packed), I introduced my Dad to some of the staff that had been praying for him. He was totally overwhelmed with Gods' grace! What a sight, he hugged and thanked so many people. After we were seated, the band started to play. Both my parents looked a bit shocked (I know they are used to singing a few older style hymns), but soon started singing along. About two or three songs in, my wife nudged me and told me to look at my father, he was crying as he sang the song (Jesus, lover of my soul). After the service, I didn't even need to ask if they enjoyed it, they couldn't stop talking about it. My Dad told me he felt God talking to him through that song. They loved hearing the Word (we were in the book of Daniel at the time). Since that day, they have gone to church with us a couple of times a month, still going to their church St. Gabriels. My Dad and I talk of the scripture a lot more now. I had never realized his knowledge of it, somthing he rarely shared with me. It's something I share with all my kids, I now realize how important it is, and the profound effect it can have on their lives. Can't wait to hear the music tonight!!!

Girls night

2005-02-11T09:03:00.000-07:00

So tonight is girls night in our house. When my youngest, Molly, found out her older sister was going to come home from college this week, she started planning "girls night". My wife and two daughters will get in their pj's, have hot chocolate(or tea) , popcorn and watch a movie or two in our basement and of course talk. My wife asked me this morning "What are you and the boys going to do?" Hmmm, not sure. Maybe we could play Lord of the Rings Risk, or go to the local Lowes (mmm, hardware). I told her that I was unsure, butI hope it would involve a little teaching/discussion of my daily thought (see sidebar). I know my oldest will complain of not being able to get on his Xbox (gosh I'm sorry, NOT), but that is the way things are on "Girls Night". We may go driving, as Kyle needs to build up his hours (mmm, Lowes), or we may work on the chair rail in their room. The best thing about "Girls Night" is that I don't have to know what I will do with my sons. I will let God lead me .

My baby is home...

2005-02-10T08:30:00.000-07:00

My oldest daughter Megan came home from college for a few days yesterday. Apparently these kids (and professors) have not had enough time off, so they invented "Snow Days". The stretch between Christmas break and Spring break must be too much for them, so they gave the students two days off this week. Luckily, Megans' roomate Michelle was able to drop her off on her way home. I met them at a Starbucks (which cost me $8 worth of whatever it was in those cups) threw her suitcase in the back and went back to work with her. Did I say how much I miss my firstborn! I pray for her each day, and twice on days she is travelling somewhere. Somehow, a lesson was about to be taught, not only to me, but to the men I work with, you see I work in a small office for a very large corporation. My office has 7 men and no women in it. Needless to say, not everyone speaks without using colorful euphemisms. She did not want to wait in the car until her mother came to pick her up (she was at the school picking up the two little ones), so I brought her into the office and introduced her to everyone, except my Director (who is a great guy, I previously worked for him elsewhere). She sat at my desk while we had a conference call (my Directors office is about 4 feet away from my desk) which are usually long, yet somehow interesting. At some point near the end of the call, my boss made a comment (i won't repeat) and one of the other guys in the meeting told him my daughter was out in my office. He said, "No way",(me laughing now) I actually had Megan say hi (which was really funny), he turned beet red. Fortunately Megan did not hear the comment, so it was no big deal, however I believe it served a higher purpose. I think maybe each of us will think a little more about what we say, even when we think nobody is around to hear it. While I am writing this, I believe God is putting the verse below on my heart: James 3:8-11 But no man can tame the tongue. It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our God and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the similitude of God. Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be so. Does a spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening?

Struggling with sin

2005-02-09T11:26:00.000-07:00

If anyone out there tells you they no longer struggle with sin, they are a liar. That sounds strong, and it is *Whew*. But it is also true. No matter where we are in our walk with Christ, we will face temptation. Just because we are Christians doesn't mean that Satan will stop and say "Shucks, that guy is a Christian, I can't get him to sin". Just the opposite, we face enormous tempation to sin, and we will fail. I fail each day, despite my prayers, my efforts, I sin pretty much each day. The difference is I am convicted of that sin, not condemned. Conviction drives us nearer to God, we understand we sinned, but are forgiven. Condemnation drives us away from God, which is Satans' goal. I am thankful for the Apostle Paul and his writings, for through them I can begin to understand my sin. Romans 7:14-15 For we know that the Law is spiritual, but I am of flesh, sold into bondage to sin. For what I am doing, I do not understand; for I am not practicing what I would like to do, but I am doing the very thing I hate. Sin will always be in us, the capability to sin will always exist. But we can choose to serve God, and not our own flesh. Paul was (in my mind) one of THE greatest men of God, and yet he fought with his flesh everyday. Some days he failed, some he suceeded, but he still battled. Romans 7:21-25 I find then a law, that evil is present with me, the one who wills to do good. For I delight in the law of God according to the inward man. But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members. O wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death? I thank God--through Jesus Christ our Lord! God is never disappointed in us. He knows our nature. He knows we will fail. We battle daily, that is what we as Christians have to deal with, not just today or tomorrow, but for the rest of our days. How can you know for sure God loves you, that He wants to use you: Romans 8:1 There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus, who do not walk according to the flesh, but according to the Spirit. No condemnation! God loves us! We can walk with our heads held high. God is lifter of our heads, not in arrogance, but in loving worship of His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ. Thank you Lord.

God at work

2005-02-09T08:28:00.000-07:00

I was listening to the radio on the way in to work this morning and heard a story about the smallest baby to be born, just under 9oz, finally going home today. She was born on Sept. 19th, 2004. It warmed my heart, God has changed lives yet again! I would love to hear of the deeds of this child later in life. 1 Chronicles 16:8 Oh, give thanks to the LORD! Call upon His name; Make known His deeds among the peoples! Here is the link - http://news.scotsman.com/health.cfm?id=152302005

At a loss for words

2005-02-08T08:11:00.000-07:00

There are times in our lives when we just don't know what to say. I have been on both sides of that problem, but that is a story for another time. When something happens to a friend or a loved one, how do we respond. Sometimes we have no clue how they feel. Most folks are tempted to try and make the other person feel better, most of know the type of conversation "Everything will be ok", or "You're young, you can rebound". Those mean very little for people trying to cope with a death, or loss of a job. When you are at a loss for words with someone, pray. Allow God to speak through you. A young co-worker was down one day, I could not help but notice so I asked him what was wrong. He was dealing with the anniversary of his younger sisters death. I suddenly remembered the story in the news a few years earlier about two young girls struck and killed while crossing the road on the way to their bus stop. I had nothing to offer, my mind was blank. I allowed God to speak to this young man through me (a peaceful feeling came over me at that time). We talked for an hour, at the end of that time, he asked me, "How did you know that is exactly what I needed to hear?" I told him that I did not know, but (not knowing if he had a relationship with God) that God knew what he needed. God will put people into your life at moments like this, when you need him most. I believe we both took away something from that conversation that day. He needed comfort, I needed to know the Lord was willing to work through a pitiful sinner like myself. I thank God each and everyday for being in my life. Have you thanked Him today?

Answering Gods call...

2005-02-07T22:29:00.000-07:00

One woman, one voice, saved an entire nation. Esther. One woman to stand in the gap, willing to get personally involved, willing to sacrifice. She didn't stop to think if she should, she didn't stop and think "Somebody else can do this, I don't need to get involved. She got involved. She ignored the risks and went to the King, willing to sacrifice her own life for that of her family for what she knew in her heart to be the truth. She was willing to make a difference! Can the same be said of you? In this life, we have many choices battling for our attention. What sacrifice are you willing to make for your family. It may be one of time, or money. We all know deep down that our families, our children, are all we really have in this earthly world. When all is said and done, what will you be remembered for, the things you owned, how many hours you worked each week? None of the above. You will be remembered for the fruit you bore, the people you touched, the lives YOU made a difference in. Just as Esther answered Gods' call, so must we all. To ignore this call, to be unwilling to listen, unwilling to make sacrifices for our families, our loved ones, would be to deny our Father and His Son their rightful glory. Take a little extra time with your loved ones, put down the book, (the computer!!!). Turn off the tv, play a game, take a walk, or just talk. The little things we do each day are the ones that will be remembered.

Little one sick

2005-02-07T11:13:00.000-07:00

Molly, my youngest has been complaining of her jaw hurting for a few days. We thought it might be molars coming in, but alas that was too simple. This morning there was a bit of swelling at the back of her jaw/neck so we decided to get her in to see the doctor. Now understand, Molly rarely complains about anything, unlike my boys who whimper at the sight of a hangnail. I rarely worry about her(as she is infrequently sick), but for some reason today, I am a bit nervous. I am trying to work, while waiting for my wife to call and let me know all is ok. To compound the issue, we have extremely bad weather with severe icing on the roads beginning last night, and it is worse the direction they have to head to get to the doctors office. Argh! Why do Mondays always seem to start off this way. **Update - Molly has a gland infection, doctor prescribed antibiotic. Everything else is normal. Yea!

Men of God

2005-02-06T12:45:00.000-07:00

Have you ever been at a place in your walk with God where you prayed, and felt emptiness. Nothing, no warmth, no overwhelming sense of security and love. I have been there, and it is disturbing. Some churches teach that if God does not speak to you, then there must be sin in your life. You must examine all aspects and root out the sin. After reading John 11, where Jesus delayed seeing Martha and Mary until after Lazarus had died, I realized the thinking above is not entirely correct. Jesus delayed for the glory of God, he knew he could heal Lazarus, but they were ready for a greater declaration of Gods power through him. They were ready for a revelation! How can I feel anything but happy, anticipating Gods blessing in my life? If we are worried about Gods silence, we need to search our lives for sin, worry, doubt, fear etc., something that may be keeping the glory of God from being revealed to us. If you are prepared for God to reveal his blessing in your life, then pray, ask God to remove the sin, the worry, the doubt in your life.

Paint day

2005-02-05T22:26:00.000-07:00

So today was paint day. I spent the entire (0r at least most) day painting my sons room. My wife had a great idea to paint the top two thirds one color (pebble sand) and the bottom third a warm dark something Garnet. I have been blessed by the Lord with the ability to work with my hands, so this went well, much faster than I anticipated. The boys love the color, and the room is so much warmer feeling. Next is the chair rail that will cover the line where the colors meet. I need to do some minor touch-ups, and re-do some of their closet, but it will be done. Now all we have to do is get all their stuff out of my oldest daughters room before she comes home from college for a few days next week... Now Molly, my youngest, wants me to work on her room. Yikes. With the exception of the kids bathroom, I have now painted every room in the house, some more than once. Luckily, I enjoy painting.

Doing the right thing

2005-02-04T08:31:00.001-07:00

When I got home last night, my oldest son Kyle was anxious to tell me something. He showed me his right hand and there on his knuckle was an enormous bruise. I asked how he got it, he smiled and told me: He was in gym class with his friend Jeff, playing something called pickleball (no clue what that is), when Jeff threw the ball and it accidentally hit two older boys who where there to speak with the gym teacher. Apparently they decided they did not like the fact that the ball had hit them and attacked Jeff. Now I asked Kyle "Were these boys older", he told me he thought they were juniors (Kyle and Jeff are sophmores). The two boys jumped Jeff (the gym teacher was at the other end of the gym at this point), Kyle said he felt that if only one of them had jumped his friend, he probably would have done something different. At this stage, Jeff is down on the ground being kicked and punched, Kyle jumps in and clocks one of the boys (now I don't advocate physical violence, but in this case, well, lets just say I am smiling broadly). The other boy spins around and punches Kyle in the gut, knocking the wind out of him, then jumps on him while he is on the floor. It is at this point that three teachers jump in and drag off the two older boys. Kyle and Jeff are taken to the school nurse and checked out. Apparently the original gym teacher saw the whole thing, but was across the gym and could not get there to prevent what happened. Kyle was smiling through the whole story, and I must admit, so was I. I am proud that my son jumped in to protect someone (especially a friend) from an unwarranted attack. He now wears that bruise as a badge of honor. For this reason and many others, I am proud to be MY sons father.

One of those days

2005-02-03T08:15:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was just one of those days, first my wife gets stuck, then there is so much busy work, that I get almost nothing accomplished. It was a tweener, somewhere between a good and a bad day. I have this inner desire to actually earn the money my company pays me, a work ethic my Father instilled in me. My Dad is an amazing man. When we moved to Colorado in 1975, he was in the Air Force. Two years later he retired. My sister and I were both in high school at the time, my sister was a senior and getting ready to go off to college. I remember nobody wanting to hire my Dad for anywhere near enough money (he was a retiree, and back then most employers discriminated against military retirees, as they had their retirement money and so felt they could pay them less). Knowing he had commitments, he went out and worked two jobs. Here was a man who was at the top of his profession (electronics expert, having worked on the best the USAF had to offer), working at a Total gas station at night and installing car radios and CB's during the day so he could pay his bills and help send his kids to college. About a year later he went to work for American Family Insurance as an agent, a couple of years later, he had moved up and was doing well, but decided to go back to school and get his degree. I am proud to say he maintained a 4.0 average, something I never came close to. Fast forward 25 years, my Dad is now battling cancer, he was diagnosed in June of 2003 having a tumor growing on his appendix(Adeno Carcinoid for those wondering). Surgery and six months of chemo could not defeat his spirit, and though I prayed daily, I could not help worrying about losing him at 68 years of age. He survived, but the chemo took its toll on his body, he looked like one of those pictures you see of a concentration camp survivor. Going to church, he had to take a blanket to sit on as he had lost almost 40 pounds. When the six months of chemical poisoning was up, he seemed to be in remission (we never say cured). During that time period, my Dad and I grew very close and spoke of God everyday. He became a new man in Christ, and I grew immensely in my walk with the Lord. I believe my Dad found a new calling from God, to work with developmentally disabled kids in our school system. He began substituting in the special needs classes, and loving every minute of it. He connected with so many kids, they new him by name, and if he was not there, the asked about him. The good Lord had worked a wonderous deed in my Fathers life. Then this past September brought more heartache, the cancer had returned. He had to go in for surgery again. He was hurt, but not because the cancer was back, but because he had just signed on for a long term session in one of the schools working with an especially needy group of children. He was devastated, the kids would not understand, how could this happen to them. WOW that was an eye opener for me. He never once thought of himself. Just the work he felt the Lord wanted him to do. That is why I feel so compelled to do as much as I can everyday, that is why I feel guilty at the end of a day like yesterday, because I feel like I let someone down, that I did not give everything I had. And that is why I am especially proud to be MY Fathers son.

Medal of Honor Winner

2005-02-02T14:09:00.000-07:00

The first American serviceman to be awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor - Sgt. Paul Smith was announced today. Michelle Malkin has a link to the story. A fine example of the men and women serving our country today. My prayers go out to his family and fellow servicemen.

Stuck

2005-02-02T10:20:00.000-07:00

So my wife calls me this morning and tells me she is going to her parents house today. I'm like, ok. They live about 30 minutes away in the mountains, always good to see them (I love my in-laws by the way). I just got a call from her, she is stuck in their driveway... Understand, we have an 4WD Expedition, so this is no easy feat. She decided to (for whatever reason) make a pass through their driveway and got stuck going out(their driveway can be entered or exited from either side). Now this is not funny(at least not while I am on the phone with her), because at some point, she will need to get out of there so she can pick up the kids from school. So I am at work, at least 30 minutes away, trying to coax her out of this. Put it in 4 wheel low, go into first gear(it's an automatic)...no luck. Ok try reverse, no luck. She is high-centered on some snow. Now if you know how high up an Expedition sits, you also realize how much snow must be under the vehicle. To compound the problem, one side of my in-laws driveway is a steep drop off. I tell her to put it in reverse and cut the wheels. She'll call me back. Right... She - Ok, I'm out, now I am going to go back up the driveway. What?(I ask in a stupid tone) She - It's ok, I am not going out the other end again. Uh, ok... She - Ok, I'm fine, I was worried I would not be able to leave to pickup the kids(laughing really hard) Uh, yeah...(That's what I was thinking too, not) Uh, how did you get out? She - I just put it in 4 wheel low and hit the gas! Uh, ok... So we are both laughing at how close she came to basically rolling the car. Must be the adrenaline rush. Next disaster please...

How do you deal with stress?

2005-02-01T22:00:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I am stressed out. (Wow that sounds so stupid as I sit here quietly staring at the screen, all my kids are in bed.) It has been a busy year so far. My full-time job is crazy as we are trying to get this very large hosted application ready for prime time. In addition, I have my oldest daughter in college and the stupid FAFSA (for those without kids in college, it is the bane of my parenting existence) to fill out again this year. Throw in taxes, and some consulting on the side and that makes Todd a very busy(read dull- LOL) man. There are days when being a good parent is difficult at best. It is times like these that I need (and should) turn to the scripture. Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. James 1:2-4 My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing. Why is it that as parents we put on so many hats and take on so much responsiblity that we forget to actually be parents. I was reading an email from Dennis Rainey from Family Life Today about "The need for Involvement". Very thought provoking, I have included the text below: It was 11:00 P.M., and I was "history." It had been a particularly stress-filled day. I could hear the sheets on my bed calling me, and all I wanted to do was to lie down and let them grab me. The only problem was that our 16-year-old son, Benjamin, was sprawled across the foot of our bed. He wanted to talk. I'm not a perfect father, but I do try to learn from my previous errors. And I have learned that when a teenager wants to talk, you'd better seize the moment-even when you're semi-comatose! I leaned forward on my side, looked Benjamin in the eye, and said, "What's up?" Benjamin proceeded to give me an unbelievable description of a seminar he'd attended on how to counsel his peers about preventing AIDS. He had been selected by his school counselors to be one of six students to represent his high school for the seminar, sponsored by a well-known organization. This conservative organization's official position is that "abstinence" is the best prevention for AIDS. So Barbara and I had signed the parental release form. At the seminar, five boring minutes were given to abstinence. These adult "educators" all but told the kids, "Hey, we know you don't have any character. We know you can't control yourselves. So here's how you can do it creatively and 'safely.'" Now, they didn't use these exact words, but they might as well have. What followed was 60 scintillating, titillating and descriptive minutes devoted to creative "safe sex." It was the most graphic public description and explanation of heterosexual and homosexual sex that I have ever heard. By the time my son had finished sharing and showing me all the material he had been given, I was fully awake. And angry. I also was faced with a choice. There were a lot of things going on in my life at the time-a lot of responsibilities and a lot of problems to solve. This was the last thing I wanted to worry about. But this was my child. Was I going to let it pass, or was I going to get involved? I'll tell you tomorrow... Now I know that most parents have been in this situation, some more than once. For me one of the true measures of a good parent is how we respond when our kids just need to talk. I know there have been many times when my oldest son (16, and God help me driving) has casually started a conversation, somewhere along the way, it took a turn I was not expecting and we had an in depth discussion. There have been other times, I am ashamed to say, when I have ignored the need to talk signs, and missed something very important. Luckily for me, I have an extraordinary wife who has picked up where I failed and done a wonderful job (and filled me in later, so I could go and talk some more to whomever I ignored earlier, feeling like a lousy parent...). As parents, being able to put our children first is a must. While I am not always wildly successful, I keep trying, that is the best I can do.

Iraqi Courage

2005-02-01T11:03:00.000-07:00

After seeing the elections and what the Iraqi people went through, I was amazed to hear American news outlets talk about the "low turnout". What is truly stunning about this statement is that almost 60% of registered Iraqi voters actually braved threats and voted. During the 2004 Presidential elections, with no threat over our head, no car bombers, no terrorists looking to stop us, Americans turned out at about 56% (Which is ok). I saw great pride and joy in many of the Iraqi faces, too bad our own press can't see what is right before their eyes. Too often, reporters slant their articles toward their own views, I finally found a decent article from Deborah Orin on the vote. If only the press would report what it sees, I would not have to keep explaining to my 16 year old that "You can't always believe what gets reported in the news". James 1:12 Blessed is the man who endures temptation; for when he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life which the Lord has promised to those who love Him.

Long time coming...

2005-02-01T08:50:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I am a new blogger. I've been reading so many interesting blogs over the past year that I decided "I can do that". Well here I am, finally ready to begin. I had hoped to have this hosted on my server at home, but at 11pm last night, I still did not have WordPress running. You would think being a computer geek/programmer/network engineer that I could get a simple program running, but alas, I was bested. My 16 year old kept bugging me "What are you doing?". I told him "Nothing". Ha! I was getting really ticked off and wondering if this whole blog thing was such a good idea. I decided this morning while waiting for a ride to work (mine was getting the transmission serviced), that I would try this site and at least get started. Then I could move everything over to my own server (assuming I could install the software on Windows 2003 server) and run from home. I am slowly coming to the realization that time is finite and I cannot simply do everything myself. I have been repeating the line "I am not a smart man" over and over the last couple of days, maybe that will help me realize I don't need to have my home network configured like a datacenter... Ah well, time will tell. The first post is always the hardest they say. This was not so bad, I might be able to stick with it...