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| I like change, at least when I think it's time. I started
using IM and thought of a good screen name, dvycrkkt. You know like the old Wild
West hero and frontiersman, Davey Crockett, but spelled a little different.
Why, because I can't spell. Anywho, go to my new site and let me kno how you like the new name?
Ok so I am not the king of the wired frontier, but it sounds good with the
song. You know Davey Davey Crockett, King of the wild frontier. Born on a
mountain top in Tennesse, Greenest state in the land of the free. Be thankful
you cannot hear me sing! I sound alot like a bad dial up connection. I have
another Xanga site but I thought of this name later and thought i would give it
a spin. Let me know if you like the new name? | | |
| When Traditions Pass
This Holiday Season has come all too quickly and has hit us
hard this week-end. We had planned to travel to Walkerton for the annual
Sellers family tradition of cutting down o’ the Christmas tree and pictures
with Santa. We should have known something was off when our daughter started to
throw up Friday night at 12:30 and
continued through till dawn. We put off our journey till Sunday afternoon after
a confirming call to the tree farm. Skip ahead to Sunday afternoon, We get up
early, go to church and after a quick lunch off to the farm for fun and frolic
as we ride the hay wagon to select the perfect tree. As we approach the farm
the boys are getting excited to see Santa! As we pull in to the farm we are
perplexed by the lack of cars in the parking lot, and it is heightened by the
absence of Christmas music filling the air. Upon returning to the van after a
quick bathroom break my wife and son look as though they’ve seen Rudolph
mounted to the wall! Then the words I can scarcely comprehend fall from their
lips, “There’s no Santa, No Christmas store, No high school band boosters
selling hot chocolate, No hay ride, nothing! As we soon find out this is the
last year for the Christmas tree farm! Christmas at the farm has been bought
out by the Powered parachute business! After sixty two years they are giving it
up! Disappointment is hard to fight off as we are told we have to drive
ourselves back to the trees. The muddy path back to the trees is much like our
emotions. Should we stay and at least get a tree, or should we leave empty
handed? We suck up our feelings and stay to harvest the perfect tree! I think
this one has been the best tree we have ever chosen, and it only takes five
minutes! As our tree is shaken, wrapped and drilled my emotions feel much the
same. The dull disappointment is playing like Christmas carols on an out of
tune piano. This just isn’t right! The van is quiet as we travel the fifty five
minute trip home. Our oldest son of seven years questions if Santa will come
this year, or if he will know what they want? We tell him we can write Santa,
or we can catch up him somewhere else. This tradition has passed, only to be
filled with another no doubt. I wonder if I am too disappointed by this, after
all it’s just a Christmas tree, an old man in red suit? We did get to spend
time together as a family, and that’s a tradition that I pray will not pass
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| How do you like the chicken? Ok I was on this rant about the
meaningless corporate world, but I don't even want to write a post
about it because it is so meaningless! The real important stuff is that
God said no yesterday. He said no to a camp job I was looking at. I am
ok with it because it is a clear answer, but still a little
diappointed. At least I am not being hunted by a mad king who wants to
kill me. Davids' Psalms are such a comfort in times like these. Thank
you God for your word! Even when you say no.
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| Be afraid... Be very afraid!
For all you people on the go Hardees’
restaurants (www.hardees.com) have just saved you time and money! For only $7.09 you can
have one
meal and not have to worry about eating the rest of the day, therefore
saving
you all that time and money you would have spent eating breakfast and
dinner. The
"Monster Thickburger" is two 1/3-pound slabs of Angus beef, four
strips of bacon, three slices of cheese and mayonnaise on a buttered
sesame
seed bun (1420 calories) sells alone for $5.49 or $7.09 with medium
fries (520
calories) and a soda (400 calories). Yes, that’s right; get all the
calories
you need for the day, 2340 calories in one meal, what a Deal! I wonder
if they
will run a promotion to get a free angioplasty with
the purchase of 10 monster meals? | | |
| Last night I was driving through the little town of Bristol,
Indiana with my two boys talking about the fun we had at our Cub Scout
Pack
Meeting when I noticed flashing lights behind me! What is this, I
thought, what
did I do? I calmly looked for my registration and license as the
officer walked
up to the truck. He politely informed me that I had neglected to signal
my last
two turns and that he wanted to see my driver’s license and
registration. I
gladly turned them over and waited as he walked back to his patrol car
to check
my history. As my boys and I sat waiting for him to return we were able
to
discuss the need to obey all of the rules of the road, no matter how
small they
seemed to be. The officer returned to our vehicle with a nice smile and
a
courteous verbal warning and sent us on our way. Later as we finished
our
devotions, I asked if god was behind them with flashing lights. When my
two sons’s
shared what God was warning them about. My oldest son shared how the
younger
son was being mean to him and how he was struggling with being a
distraction
during devotion time. The younger son shared how he agreed he was being
mean
and needed to be nicer. I was humbled and blown away at what God was
revealing to my sons,
they are seven and five! This morning I was reflecting on what God was
warning
me about and thought I need to be more deliberate with our direction
right now.
I am reading "Shadow of the Almighty, The Life and Testimony of Jim Elliot" by Elizabeth Elliot, and I am amazed at this man’s focus on
serving God from a very
young
age to his marterdom at age 28. I certainly need to be more focused and
more dependant on God as I lead my family into ministry in
the coming months. I also was reminded of the grace that was given to
me by the
officer who could have given me two tickets, and how we receive God’s
Grace
upon Grace on a daily basis. Is God pulling you over to give you a
spiritual warning? Romans 5:20 "The law was added so that the trespass might increase. But where sin increased, grace increased all the more," (NIV)
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