Archive for April 2007

Monday Rambles

Nothing of any significance to post this morning, but since I haven’t written in ages I feel pressed to do so.

GIG Logo 2007 The wife and I had a great weekend. We both took off early on Friday so we could head up to Gettysburg, PA to the annual Greyhounds in Gettysburg event.
Friday afternoon Battlefield Harley Davidson had an open house and treated us to Hot Dog dinner on their incredible grounds.
If you’re a biker and you’ve never been here before you’ve got to make a point of stopping in and checking out their store, it’s incredible. Harley Street Bob Unfortunately the wife keeps telling me NO when it comes to picking up a toy from their wonderful stock. This year she told me, “Maybe when you’re 50.” I’ll be remembering that comment, dear!

Friday evening the Farnsworth House Inn opened up their spacious front patio to us, with a cash bar and plenty of hors devours. We had a wonderful time chatting with other greyhound fanatics. My wife, who frequents the Greytalk greyhound forum got a kick out of meeting people that she’s only known previously from their online monikers. We then ended the evening by walking around and grabbing a couple of gilati’s.

Saturday was spent checking out the various vendors (our dogs are better outfitted than our kids) and just generally hanging out. On the way home we made our normal pilgrimage to Boyds Bear Country.

Sunday was an incredibly beautiful day in the D.C area. The weather could not have been more gorgeous. At church we had our first annual Ministry Fair. It was great to talk to all the various ministry teams and see what their visions were for the coming year. I even signed up to become an ESOL tutor. We wrapped up the weekend by going over to my Mother-In-Laws and celebrating my wifes birthday.

All in all an incredibly relaxing weekend.

ciao

A Warrior’s Resolve

You may have seen this before, but take a minute to re-read it. How I pray for this mans resolve.

I’m part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit power. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made – I’m a disciple of his. I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure. I’m finished and done with low living, sight walking, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, worldly talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don’t have the right to be first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean in his presence, walk by patience, am uplifted by prayer, and I labor with power.

- A young pastor in Zimbabwe, Africa, later martyred for his faith in Christ

Posed by my Son

If there were no Threat of Hell,
If there were no Hope of Heaven,
If at the end of life there was nothing,
Would you still worship God?

Give it some thought. I too quickly went to dismiss it as an insane mental exercise. Trapped in the car with him on our drive home from Grove City he brought it up again and this time I was forced to give thought to what he was really implying by this question. I have to admit that my first thoughts, given further consideration, were and still are quite disturbing.