WHAT'S GOING ON

Both of my brother's who live in Louisville are having to deal with the winter weather
in a rough way. Tree limbs have caused power shortages and the water has caused
some flooding due to sup pumps not working well. What a way to live in Louisville.
We're blessed in Bowling Green with all utilities working well. While it is cold outside
it's warm within. I just hate to see what it will cost us. That's ok. I can survive.
I've been snug as a bug in a church rug while reading and watching out for things
around here and people elsewhere. My daughter and I may go out after ahwile to
look for her a car. Her's was totalled in a wreck so she has to get one soon. Maybe
the sales person will be help her out due to wanting to sell cars.
I'm ready for the Super Bowl. I've got the popcorn, drinks and a cozy chair. Bring
it on! Are you ready for some football? I want to see a great game and I want the
Steeler's to steal & seal the game.

A DATE WITH OUR DAUGHTER

Yesterday afternoon I took our daughter on a date. We went to Barnes and Noble where
I bought yet another book. I get so much out of Eugne Peterson's books that I just have
to read them if I can. The book I bought is, Eat This Book. It may sound like a strange
name, but it is about how we really need to read The Bible rather than giveit a glance.
I've finished Peterson's latest book, Tell It Slant and found it to be his best book. It is a
book I will re-read again and again. While I get some sermon ideas from what he writes,
most of all I am blessed by what he has to say.
It is going to snow and be icy around Kentucky tonight and Tuesday so I will wait to
start reading this book that I pickedup yesterday. While we were at Barnes and Noble
we had coffee and cheescake as we watched a lot of others spending a Sunday afternoon
at Barnes and Noble. We will have to do it again some Sunday afternoon. Maybe she
will buy me a birthday present next month. Hint -hint.

An Open & Closed Case

This afternoon when I went to see my hearing aid representative, he asked me if I
still like my hearing aid. After he asked me twice, I told him that they were working
well. That's when he told me loudly that I didn't have them turned on at all. In my
rush to get going this morning I failed to open the case enough to start them. After
he did what I hadn't done, I could hear. He laughed. I didn't.
Maybe I could use this for an excuse whenever my wife wants something from me
or someone else. I will simply tell her I forgot to open and close the hearing aids
as I'm instructed to do. But knowing her, it would be an open and closed case before
I could even begin to talk my way out of it. Again!
He also told me to get the ear wax out of my ears. I knew there was something wrong
when I saw all that stuff on his screen. I guess I need to wash my ears more than once
a week. Ha!

SERVANTS IN SERVICE

This Sunday I will be serving Communion at the 8:15 service at church, our daughter
will be back in the praise band after a long time out and, my wife will be at the desk
at 9:00 to assist people at worship. The three of us are busy at Broadway. It feels
good to be servants in service.
We have to be at Broadway by 7:45 a.m. Sunday. It makes for a long morning but
after all we do, we get to go out to eat. Yea!

HAVE YOU SEEN MY SHOES?

For the first time in 17 weeks I'm wearing both of my regular shoes. I can put my boot
out of sight, out of mind now. Yea! It feels so gooooooooood to walk without the boot.
I hope I never have to wear one again.
I hope that I can start doing things again that I have put on hold for four months. I
want to drive now. I want to help serve Communion each Sunday again. I want to do
things around the house that I've had to let my wife do. I can lift things again. Most
of all, I can thank God again. Now, it's nap time again. I'll leave the porch light on for
ya.

A HELPING HAND

After spending several minutes having my car worked on this morning, I started to
get up off the couch in the waiting area. I tried twice when all of the sudden I saw a
young man who had been beside me stand up and stretch his arm out to give me a
lift. I hadn't asked him to help, he did it all on his own. I let him lift me up and then
I thanked him gladlyand went on my way.
I wonder who needs a helping hand today from me? From you? I'm sure someone
is in need of a helping hand in one way or another. Maybe a word spoken. Maybe
a kind deed. Maybe a simple smile.
Before getting out of bed this morning I asked the Lord to use me in some way.
Little did I know then that God used someone to help me. Maybe that's why I'm
asking you, who needs your helping hand today? Just look. Just listen. Someone
needs a lift today.

"EVERYTHING IS READY NOW"

In June of 2002 I read a small book that left a big impact upon my soul, As I Lay Dying
by Richard John Neuhaus. Neuhaus shares some thoughts about preparing for his death.
He thought then that it wasn't too far off into the future. He thought that he had been
granted a message to prepare him which was, "Everything is ready now." Those four
words gave him hope and encouragement.
I've read this small book seven times because it has helped my own faith journey. It
has reminded me that Jesus has gone to preapre a place for me. That's all I really
need to know.
This morning I read where Richard John Neuhaus died last Thursday at the age of
72. Surely, everything was ready for him indeed. I want to be ready too to experience
the things God's preparing for me one of these days. Don't you?

A REAL PICK ME UP

I drove today for the first time since breaking my right foot. I drove myself to get
a haircut. I didn't wear my boot (don't tell the Doctor), I wore tennis shoes. I see
my Doctor Tuesday with high hopes and great expectations to give the boot a boot!
I didn't experience any problems in my six mile get-away.
My wife has had to drive me everywhere for these past 17 weeks and I am glad
she did such a good job, even if I was a back seat driver. She passed her driver's
test with flying colors.
I had breakfast at a resturant with a couple of friends for the first time in a long
time yesterday morning. They picked me up and brought me back so I told them
they had to keep on doing it. They told me to take a hike. Why is everybody always
picking on me? All I can say is that it was a real pick me up.

WRINKLES

What a way to start a new year! This morning an eye Doctor examined my eyes
and told me theyhad a wrinkle and not to worry it's part of the aging process. I
already knew I had wrinkles. All I have to do daily is look at the man in the big
mirror to see them. The Doctor did say that I could come back in six months and
he would see my eye's had more wrinkles. Wow! I can't wait for that!
Next week I hope to give the boot on my right foot off and get on with my life
without a boot and a broken foot. It seems like I've had either a boot or a cast
my foot forever. I'm just glad I can do what I do when I do what I do as well as
I do.
Next month my twin turns 65 and I just hope he has more wrinkles that I do.
I know I've got more good looks. I take a good look at myself every day and
then I go back to bed!! I'm trying to give my wrinkles some rest. Maybe I
should go get some wrinkle cream before I look like another brother I have.
I won't call names to protect the guilty guy.

Happy New Year

I'm amazed at how fast our January, 2009 calendar dates are already full of places to
go, people to see and things to do. Most of the dates are to see Doctor's. I guess that's
what happens when you get my age! I'm just hope I can remember to remember the
who, when and why of it all.
I could of preached yesterday and again this Sunday but chose not to yesterday and
I have a wedding to attend out of town this weekend. It's nice to be asked though. I
hope I get to preach more in 2009 than I did this year. I also hope to get the boot
off my right foot in a couple of weeks so that I can get back to a regular routine.
Mywife and I will celebrate our 40 years of marriage in August and my twin will
turn 65 in February . We both will retire as well in 2009. I get tired just thinking
about it. As my Dad said, "John, when did I get old?" That's what I'm asking these
days.
Have a great New Year in 2009. Keep the SON in your eye's!

WELL WORTH STAYING UP

Since I was so sleepy last night I thought I might miss the 11:00 pm Christmas
Eve service at our church. I go to bed by 10:00 most of the time so staying up
after midnight really is hard on me. But, I stayed up and went to worship and
I'm glad I did.
The music was wonderful, the sermon was deep but lifted my soul up in thanks
for the reason for the season called Christmas. The candle lighting is always a
very moving moment for me. As I stood to sing I thought of a song our daughter
used to sing as a child , "Light a candle, light a candle and tell the world, and tell
the world, Jesus Christ is born, Jesus Christis born on Christmas morn, on
Christmas morn."
One other thing that touched me were the number of people who gave greetings
before and after the service. They could of been somewhere else doing something
else but they were like me, blessed by staying up a little longer to be blessed in a
big way. Merry Christmas.

WHAT I'M READING

Yesterday I read The Christmas Sweater written by Glenn Beck. I couldn't put
it down. It took awhile to read it but I stayed with it and am glad I did. I saw
so many rear-view miror things as I read this small book with a big message.
I highly recommend Beck's book to anyone. These days it's great to read a book
without profanity or off colored stories.
I'm still reading Eugene Peterson's, Tell It Slant slowly so that I get all he has to
say from it. He has a way of saying things that stir my soul and send me forth
seeking to be a better Christ-follower. I love to read fromit for awhile and then
take time to let what he has to say sink in down deep in my soul. Most all of his
books do that for me.
A few years ago a dear friend of mine gave my father a new Bible as a gift. It is
a Revised King James edition of The Bible. Dad always wrote scribbles in the
Scriptures so I want to see what he has to say in this translation. I've aready
found sermon outlines and one or two other notations that I find precious. Dad
died last June at the age of 96 but he still speaks to me through this means.
I already have my eye's on a couple of books I want to read as soon as I can get
out of the house and read them.Till then, I'm writing a book entitled, Down and
Out Because I Can't Go Out. (I broke my right foot 15 weeks ago and have been
in a cast and now in a boot for a few more weeks.) Or, All I Want for Christmas
Is Freedom from a Broken Foot.

GO BIG BLUE!

A month ago I started wearing a cast which was blue. Today I said, "Go, Big Blue!"
So after a month the cast is gone but I got the boot. I have to wear this one for a
month and can only be up and about for no more than three hours a day. So it looks
like I'm slowly but surely healing.
I am glad to get the cast off. I don't miss it even if it is UK blue. My foot feels better
and so do I. Thank the Lord.

OUCH, GET OFF THE COUCH!!

I hope to hear this afternoon that my broken foot has healed and that this heavy cast
can come off. I have named it Ouch. Ouch hurts me day and night. I have found that
Ouch delights in rubbing up against my left leg when I'm trying to get to sleep at
night. The only thing that helps is for me to wear a sock over the cast. So, I have on
my Snoopy Christmas sock for protection.
One thing Ouch likes is to be on the couch. That way Ouch gets to rest. I know it's a
real drag for Ouch to have to be dragged everywhere I go but he will get over it. Soon,
I hope! Very soon!! Ouch likes Oprah and The Doctors every afternoon. He has to be
still while I watch tv as part of his daily routine. Poor Ouch!
I sure do hope I can tell Ouch to get off the couch and stay off after today. If not, he
will be Ouch the Grouch!!! Me too!!!!!

I KNOW THAT VOICE

I had just sat down with a cup of coffee to read this morning's paper when the phone
rang. I picked it up and heard a voice that I hadn't heard in a long, long time. Before
she told me who it was, I knew it was Lola. Lola has a laugh that no one else has and
she has a way of speaking that sparkles.
Lola was a member of the church my wife and I attended when I was in Seminary
just outside of Chicago. When I beame youth minister at the church, Lola worked
with me in trying to teach and tame teenagers. We had our hands full! After coming
back to Kentucky we didn't see or hear from Lola very often except a brief visit or
something in the mail. So it was great to get the phone call early this morning.
There are some people who come into our lives and then they are gone. Then there
are some people who are always there in one way or another. Lola and Clete are like
that. Time and space may separate us but we're bound together anyway. I wish we
were closer or able to see one another more often but we're not able to do that. So
we have to keep in contact one way or another. Lola told me she reads my Blogg so
I better watch what I say about here because she might get even with me.
What a wonderful Christmas gift to get this morning as I drank my coffee and
talked with a dear friend. I hope we can get together soon because I need a hug
from friends like Lola and Clete.

AFTERNOON APPOINTMENT

I have an appointment today at 3:00 with my Distrist Superintendent to talk about
several things. The most important thing will be my retirement after 44 years as a
minister. My twin brother and I both will retire at Conference in June. It is hard to
believe that Harold is so old!
One of the gift's God's given our family is to be back at Broadway in Bowling Green.
I served as pastor for five many years ago never thinking I would make Broadway
our church home. But that is what Broadway s for us, home. We're so blessed by
the many ministries that take place week after week through this church.
I look forward to being back at the 8:15 a. m. worship service soon so that I can
be back in ministry after so many weeks off with a broken foot. It is a high honor
to consecrate and serve Communion so that the Senior Minister can leave early
and be ready for the 9:30 a.m. service.
This afternoon's appointment is approaching as I write this Blogg so I best be
getting up and getting on out because it's very, very important appointment to
keep. Maybe my D S will give me appointment!

*Update: I had a good time with my D.S. yesterday. I didn't ask for an appointment
nor was one offered to me which is just fine. If I'm needed, he has my number.

WELCOME

I went to worship Sunday for the first time in several weeks. It was wonderful! I emailed
the pastor to tell him I was in pain the whole time he preached. He hasn't responded yet.
I wonder why?
My wife and I are to be greeter's Sunday. I will stand up as much as possible as people
approach but I may have to be seated for some. I always enjoy being a doorkeeper in
the House of the Lord.
My prayer is that the next x-ray will show that my broken foot has healed and that I
can soon be back on my feet. Carrying this cast around is hard work even if it is Wild-
Cat blue! I welcome the day when I am able to be back up and at it!

MEALS ON WHEELS

Last Tuesday night our family was fed a meal on wheels when some people from
our church came by with food for the family. Since I have a broken foot and some
fractured ribs and our daughter had surgery and a sore foot, we're depending so
much upon one person to feed us daily. My wife has gone the 2nd mile and more
in taking care of us. So it was so special when meals on wheels showed up to give
Janice a chance to "eat, dtink & be happy."
Speaking of being happy, we were fed fantatstic food and it was served by two
servants of the Lord. We couldn't of asked for more! (well, they could come back!)
They even did the dishes while we ate and watched tv from the couch and chairs
in the family room.
Our family is so blessed to be at Broadway UMC. We hope that we can serve our
Lord as well as these dear people of God have us. By the way, we're still eating
left overs from our meal on wheels. Yum! Yum!

"GO AND DO LIKEWISE"

Here I go again. I bought Daily Guideposts 2009 yesterday and am not waiting till
January 1st to start reading it. I did the very same thing last year with the Daily
Guideposts 2008. Why wait when I can be blessed now?
Last year I found the word coffee several times as I read. I made a notation as to
how many times and plan to do so again as I read the 2009 edition. Another word
that comes up often is the word home. So I'm looking out for that one as well. It's
amazing how many times the writers say something about their pets. Dogs and
cats appear quite often.
These kinds of books help me see that others deal with similiar issues that I do.
It helps to see how they handle hardships and how they get on with their lives.
It gives me encouragment and reminds me that I should go and do likewise. So
should you. And as you do, keep the SON in your eye's!

WATCH YOUR WORDS

Today was my first day out of the house in several days due to my broken foot and
fractured ribs. I felt like saying, "Thank God, I'm free at last!" But I really wasn't at
all since my wife was with me as well as our daughter. While Jennifer was in a shop,
Janice dropped me off to see my two best friends, Barnes & Noble. I felt as if I had
gone to Heaven!
I read a new book by Rick Warren about Christmas and looked over another book
ot two. I ended up buying Tell It Slant by Eugene Peterson. I love his writings and
look forward to getting into the 276 pages of another one of his books. I find myself
going to the bookcase in my study and picking up a Peterson book re-read more
than any other. I'm sure this will be a book I will pick up again and again as it picks
my soul up and gives it a good shaking only to put me back down far better than
when I started reading the book. Peterson also has a way of getting me into The
Bible again and again. I see Scriptures through a new lense that lets my soul see
things I otherwise might miss.
Tell It Slant deals with the language of the Lord through His stories and prayers.
Peterson offers a challenge to see not only what Jesus said but how He said it. He
then says that we might learn from the Lord ways that our words can bring others
nearer to the heart of God. I'm for that, aren't you? Then watch your words.

AN UPDATE

Everyone is gone today and it is very quite around here. My wife and daughter have
gone to Nashville to see a Doctor. Stephen is working.The big dogs are outside untill
the rain arrives this afternoon. Derby and I snuck in some sleep right after watching
local news on tv.
I finished reading, The Story of Edgar Sawtelle Monday night and was let down by
it. What was a delight to read became a disappointment to read. I think I wanted a
better ending to this big book. I still will re-read it but I'm not sure it will change my
mind about the book.
My broken foot is healing inside a cast that seems to weigh more day by day. My
ribs still hurt if I'm not careful how I turn over in bed at night. Pain pills have helped
me deal with sharp jabs every once in awhile.
That's an update from Grider Pond Road for now. Remember, keep the SON in your
eye's.

A NOVEMBER TO REMEMBER

My right foot hasn't healed so it's now in a cast. I will wear it for a few weeks to see
how the healing is going. To top that, I have six fractured ribs and now wear a wrapping
day and night. I look like a mummy except that I did get a blue (go big blue!) cast on
my foot.
I have an idea this will be a November to remember. I have to stay off my right foot
and that's hard on me as much as I like to up and about. My family has been after me
whenever I don't behave. They also take good care of me as well. The good news is
I can't do dishes, run the vacumn cleaner, drive, wash cars, etc.. I'm sure there will
be a long list of things for me to do when I do get to wear I can. I can hardly wait.
Till then, I have to remember to be a good boy. I'm so good at being bad!

WHAT A PAIN!

Last week was quite a week around here. Our daughter had to have surgery on her
back all of the sudden. When she was driving home from work she was in such pain
that she had to have help getting on home. A friend brought her home and then we
ended up back in Nashville where surgery was done to relieve the severe pain in
her back.
Since surgery last week she is doing so much better. While her parents are both
worn out from a few days of not knowing what whould happen next, they are so
happy that Jennifer is doing well. She will be out of work for a few weeks.
To get attention, I fell Saturday afternoon and broke ribs again. I'm doing pretty
well but sharp pains still hit hard whenever I move. I fell on my back but I'm back
up and going with my healing right broken foot to boot! We all need a "time out"
so we can heal. Time is the key along with patience. Lot's of patience.

OPRAH'S BOOK CLUB

I'm on page 82 of The Story of Edgar Sawtelle and am finding it hard to put teh book
down. As I read, I remember so many dogs that I had as a child. As I read out on the
back deck, I look at and listen to the three dogs that reside at our house. One of the
funny things that has happened is that I get so caught up in reading about dogs that
I fail to give attention to our daughter's dog Derby. At times he rubs up against my
leg or places his small paw on my foot as if to say, "Hey! Hey you! Let's play!" So I
close the big book of 567 pages and go play with Derby.
I have an idea that this book will be one of my favorities as time goes by. Every once
in awhile my mind goes back to my Granddaddy's farm and the dog he had named
Brownie. There were two other bloodhounds but old Brownie was my buddy. We
liked to go to the barn and sit in the straw and just take it easy, real easy. Maybe I
should write a book entitled, The Story of John and Brownie. Might be a best
seller. Not!
It's time for some football so I better be get going and watch the game. Who knows,
I just might read a chapter or two while I'm watching the game. While I'm not in a
rush to read the book and be done with it, I find myself drawn to it. No wonder it's
on Oprah's Book Club.

ONE DOWN & ONE TO GO

While I was in Barnes & Noble yesterday I bought The Story of Edgar Sawtelle since
it's a New York Time bestseller. There are 562 pages for me to read whenever I can
do it. I hope to start some time today since it will be sunny and I can be on the deck,
drink coffee and relax.
As much as I read religious books, I need to get away from that habit and read books
that have something to say that can entertain me. From what I've heard and read, I
think this book will be well worth reading at my leisure.
I have finished, Faith & Doubt by John Ortberg and found it be a very helpful book
in that it will help me discover my faith and my doubts in a way that will firm up my
faith. This 177 page book is one of the best that John Ortbery has written. I highly
recomend it for those who want to grow in God's grace.
Well, I have one down and one to go. That is until I find something else to read. I'm
already giving thought to another new book that caught my eye while I was in the
bookstore yesterday. Instead of buying it, I will read it while I have a cup of Starbucks
coffee.

BARKING AT THE BARK

Our daughter's dog, Derby,is barking at the bark as I write this. The man who is going to
trim a tree in our back yard is talking with my wife as he looks the tree over. Derby barks
at anyone or anything that he isn't sure about. He is a good guard dog to have around the
house but there are those times when I want to muzzle his mouth. This is one of those
times!
Last night one of the lines that holds our other dogs in the back yard snapped and one
of the dogs was trying to escape when I stopped her. Now we have to go get another
line or two because we can't keep two huskies in the house. Dog food and things like
lines add up when it comes the cost of having them at our house. But that is fine since
they belong to our son and daughter. My wife and I are the care takers of three dogs
that think they are boss around here. Not! My wife is. Talk about a bark!

A REAL PICK ME UP!

Yesterday morning a friend came by and picked me up to take me out for breakfast.
It's the first time in a long time since I have a broken foot and can't drive. We went
to the same place we go about every three weeks and the waiter asked, "Where have
you been?" It was nice to have been missed.
Paul and I ordered our food and had a great time being with one another again as
we caught up on what's going on. We missed having Bob being with us because we
wanted Bob to buy of breakfast. Maybe next time. Bob's been unable to meet too
because of having heart surgery. I doubt he can eat with us much any more since
he has to watch what he eats. I'm a member of Weight Watchers as I watch what
I eat.
What made my day was that Paul paid for my meal too. I gave a tip to the waitress
who had missed us. I told her to brush her teeth daily. Not really, I gave her a big
tip. Then I asked for change. What a guy! Paul brought me back home and went on
his way. As I watched him leave, I thanked the Lord for a friend like Paul. He picked
me up for sure!

A SATURDAY SALE

There is a yard sale going on next door as I write this. It is interesting to watch the
people come and go. They seem so excited as they approach the sale but let down
as they leave without anything. I've seen some with some things but for the most
part it's been slow, very slow. Very few taking anything with them back to their car
or truck. If so, not much.
I went over and looked for a bargain. I came home without anything too. But, when
my wife went over, she brought home something for me. A tray to hold my food
and drink while on the bed watching tv. I'm having to do lots of that these days
with my broken foot. If I can persuade her to bring me breakfast in bed now I will
have it made in the shade! Dream on.
I offered my next door neighbor $5 for her car but she said she had to have $7. I
told her I didn't have that kind of money, I'm just a poor preacher. She said, "I
know, I've heard you preach!" Ouch! Just see if I ever go back!

NAME THE NAME

Very few people ever call me by my full name. Someone with a similiar name always
called me John Carroll. Carol Smith passed away last Monday afternoon in the town
where our daughter was born 35 years ago today. I will miss hearing John Carroll
from Carol.
Although I go by John, a few years ago my father told me that since I was moving
near him that I should go by John Carroll since his name was John. I did what he
told me to do and now that he is gone, I miss hearing him call my name too.
Both my father and Carol knew the name above all names, Jesus. Now they are
both bow before Him and call Him Holy. So should you and I. Name the Name of
the One whose Name is above every other name.

I TIP MY HAT

Tomorrow my wife and I will attend the funeral of a dear friend who died Monday
afternoon. Carol was only 61 years old and had such a wonderful witness to give.
Carol was the widow of Jerry Smith whom I had known for many, many years.
I think of him most of all today because today is our daughter's birthday and
Jerry was the first visitor to see her at the hospital and give her a gift of a small
teddy bear. Jerry died a number of years ago and was buried in the grave yard
next to Carol's home church. Tomorrow Carol will be buried next to his grave.
My wife and I went to Pittsburgh with Jerry and Carol primarly to hear someone
preach. Of course we did others things while we were there, but when we heard
Dr. Robert Cleaveland Holland stand in the pulpit and proclaim the word with such
power, we knew the trip was well worth while. Jerry and I loved to hear great
preachers and traveled to Nashville, Chicago and Pittsburgh just to hear someone
preach. Jerry was an outstanding preacher himself and touched many lives.
Carol was always by his side cherring and encouraging him on.
Carol came to Bowling Green to attend church with us and then we went out to eat
with her and another couple. We had a great visit with Carol not knowing that would
be the last time we would see her again.
Carol loved to have friends gather at her place and dine with her. She was a great
cook and always made us feel so special. Carol now dines at the table of the Lord
reunited with family and friends who have gone on before. We can't question why
she died when she did. All we can do is thank the Lord for letting us know a very,
very special woman.
Carol loved to wear a hat to church each and every Sunday. So today I tip my hat to
a lovely lady who made life much more lovely for those who knew her. I have an idea
that every time I see someone in worship with a hat on, I will think of Carol.

SPIRITUAL DIP-STICKS

I've been reading Faith & Doubt by John Ortberg as a means of spiritual heart cleaning.
Ortberg has a way of making me dig down deep in my soul to see what's really going on
in my life. Every now and again I feel a poke in my spiritual ribs that is uncomfortable
to say the least. Whenever that happens, I know I need to pay close attention to what's
going on spititually.
I have an idea that by the time I complete Faith & Doubt, I will be better off than when
I first began reading it a few days ago. My study Bible along side Ortberg's book both
are really great in helping me in my spiritual walk. Without taking and making time
for this time, I'm sure my soul would be drying up. So these two are books are like
spiritual dip-sticks to check things out. Is my faith low or is it high? Is it cold, cool or
hot? What must I do to correct things that need my attention right now? I have no doubt
that my faith will be firmed up if I don't just read another book or two but put into daily
practice those things that work. If I don't do it, I'm a dip-stick!

ONE HUNDRED DAYS TODAY

As I was looking at my daily calendar today all of the sudden I realized that my Dad
celebrated his 100th day in heaven today. Wow! Double Wow!! It seems like yesterday
and yet, so long, long ago. What matters most is that today and for all eternity, Dad is
in Heaven with Almighty God and the One who saved his soul upon an old rugged cross.
Just yesterday afternoon, I reached down at my bookcase and touched the molded
hand of Dad that was made a number of years ago. As I touched that dusty white
hand, I felt as if it was touching mine. Maybe, just maybe, God granted me that moment
so that I might celebrate the touch of the Master's hand. I still have holy goose bumps
up and down my soul. To that I again say, Wow!

Standing on the Promises

I felt free today as I attended worship withmy wife and daughter. I had to miss going
last Sunday so it felt so good to be backin the House of the Lord! I wanted to stand and
sing even if I did have a boot on my boken right foot. I wanted to walk up front and
take Communion and, I wanted to let mylittle light shine.
It was nice to be greated by person after person before and after the service. My soul
was fed through the preaching as well as the music to the Mighty God. I simply can't
understand why people stay away from worship when they could go because one of
these days theyjust might want to go really, really bad and not be able to go at all. I
remember different family members taking my Mom to worship for as long as she
could go even if it was in a wheel chair. Sure enough, the time came when she wasn't
able to attend again. It was hard on her but she worshipped the Lord at her house
since she couldn't be in the Lords' House. What a witness. That's what I want to do
too.

BOOT THE BOOT!

My Doctor says that my broken foot still hasn't healed so I have to wear the boot
awhile longer. While it is heavy, it does give me stability when walking. It is hard
to know when it will be healed enough to give the boot the boot. So for now, this
boot is made for walking.
I was hit hard with a bug early this week and was left weak. Even though I'm
feeling better, I still sense weakness from time to time. I sure hope this will
go away and stay away soon.
Sounds like I'm a grumby old man, doesn't it? Yep! I've worked hard to get
down and out. Ha! I'm working hard to get going as soon as I possibly can.
I am indeed thankful that I'm doing as well as I am and that my family has
been right here for me. I feel so sorry for anyone who hasn't got family or
friends in tough times.

GATHER TO SCATTER

After missing a couple of Wednesday night Soul life gatherings at Broadway, I hope to
go tonight for the last session. I've missed the teachings and the fellowship of our small
group. The subject for Soul Life tonight will be service so I want to hear what others
have to say about it.
Soul Life has been short-term study with big time results. We've all been blessed by
being together in the Word of the Lord and now we are sent to be a blessing to others.
It would be a waste of time to just gather and then not scatter. We are to enter and
also exit. We are to come and get something and then take to someone else. We can't
learn our parts and then not be in the play. Soul Life has inspired and informed me to
become involved. If I don't, I am a hearer of the Wod but not a doer of the Word. And
I don't want that to happen. Neither does my Lord.

"MAKE MY DAY"

I didn't go to either worship service yesterday in an attempt to stay off my broken foot.
I stayed off of it by reading two Sunday newspapers and then watching the Ryder Cub
golf match on tv. While watching the golf game I found myself becoming exhausted. I
had gotten so into the matches that I was wearing myself out. It wasn't a day of rest at
all. It was a day of excitement. So exciting that I was tense and tired.
Since I know J B Holmes and his caddie (I took his caddie into the church on profession
of faith while at Campbellsville First UMC) I wanted to see him win as well as Kenny
Perry who went to Western Ky University right here in Bowling Green. I thought that
it would make my day!
What did make my day was missing worship with my family and friends. Throughout
the morning I wondered how things were going. The three morning services at Broadway
included a Ministry Fair where booths by different groups were set up for people to
stop at before or after worship. My wife was at one and our daughter at another. A great
deal of time and effort had been poured into what they were doing. I wanted each booth
to inform and inspire those who stopped to see what was there. I hated to miss being
there but I was in spirit and in prayer. That's why I was glad to hear from the two of
them when they got home. It was more important than the Ryder Cup or anything
else. It was what was done on the Lords' Day that mattered most to me. While I was exhausted after a long day of watching golf and seeing the USA win, I was pumped up by
what was taking place at church. Even though I didn't go to worship at church, it made my day!

SOARING SOUL

I signed up to pray from 8:30 till 9:00 this morning for Soul Life at Broadway UMC. I
know that lives have been changed through this study over the past few weeks. Soul
Life isn't just a study, it's a spiritual life to live with and for our Lord Jesus Christ.
I had wanted to pray at the alar of our church but can't due to my broken foot. So I
will pray from here at home. My prayer is that we all continue to grow in the grace
and knowledge of our Lord daily and that we bring others to know our Lord.
I was touched by the service last Sunday as Broadway celebrated 100 years of
ministry. The music and message was awesome as we came together to worship.
Even though I couldn't stand up on my feet, my soul was standing up as it soared
to the highest heaven as we parised God in unsion.
The new look in the MAC is amazing. What a wonderful new look as we look unto
the Lord!

BLESS YOUR FOOT

While attending worship yesterday, a woman bent over to me and said, "Well bless your
heart, I mean your foot." Down deep inside my soul I said, "bless them both, Lord" As I
was taken to the car in a wheel chair, I thought how blessed I am that I'm not in one daily.
It takes a lot of people and patience for me to get about with my boot on my right foot or
being pushed around.
I am getting use to taking it easy and letting others take care of me. I'm not use to being
the one for whom help is given. I like being the caregiver. When I see my Doctor the
26th, I hope he tells me to "get up and walk" although I have my doubts. Until that day
I will have to hang in there as best I can.
I'm thankful for a loving and caring family that takes great care of me. I also realize
how much my church means to me. I am truly blessed.

I'VE BEEN GIVEN THE BOOT!

Monday afternoon I broke my right foot as I was taking the garbage cans out to the
street. I knew when it happened that it was going to be bad. I didn't realize how bad.
The good news about the bad news is that my right leg is my weakest leg so that I can
still get about with my stronger leg.
I will be wearing a boot for several weeks while healing takes place. It will be early
November before it is better. I will have to hold off on helping consecrate Communion
each Sunday at the early worship service and I may have to hold off on being a table
leader at our Soul Life sessions. To top that, I've had to turn down two things that
I've been asked to do within the Bowling Green District.
My family has been so good at helping me get around with my walker and big black
boot. I am having to learn that I can't do some of the things I do around the house
to help the family. One of the things I can't do is take care of the dogs. They will have
to depend upon others to feed, water and take them outside.
I've broken ribs twice, injured a toe and now hurt my foot since we've been in Bowling
Green for four years. Maybe I should move to some safer place. Just call me Crip!

ALL IN THE FAMILY

I had a wonderful time Friday with two friends at the Whistle Stop in Glendale, Ky. I had
been with one a few months ago but hadn't seen John for almost twenty years. What was
so amazing was that we were the same wild and crazy guys we were twenty years ago
and that neither one of us had changed at all!Not!!
We spent three hours together and I as much as I hate to say it, we talked non-stop.
Thom is moving this Tuesday to Gainsville, Florida to pastor there. I don't know when
we will be together again, if ever. I do know that I hope he has a great time in Gainsville.
While we were there I saw someone I knew from Bowling Green and introduced him to
Thom and John. Then John saw someone he knows and introduced us to him. It is indeed
a small, small world, after all.
My youngest brother will be staying with us for a few days following a couple of days in
the hospital. Wayne needs some time to rest and heal from some infections he has had.
Being my brother's keeper that I am, I will giving him a discount on our bed & breakfast
if he doesn't eat too much while he is here. Yesterday my older brother and his wife were
here to visit Wayne and us. It was so good to see them again. Now if my younger twin
brother will show up, I will be more than happy.
Our daughter is taking a vacation next week and wants to paint her bedroom so I think
I'll get out of town before she tells me I have to help her move things in and out of her
room as well as remove old wallpaper and then paint. I've been there & done that! Of
course being the great father I am, I will stay and help her if she lets me rest while
working. Isn't what Labor Day is about? Even God rested on the 7th day.

TOGETHER AGAIN

I am looking forward to this Friday when I will meet a couple of friends at the Whistle
Stop in Glendale, KY. Thom and I met at a resturant a number of months ago to renew
our friendship after a number of years of not seeing one another. Another John will b
there Friday whom I haven't seen in several years. He was my lawyer when we lived
in Shepherdsville, KY.
Thom is moving to the sunshine state in September, The two John's will have to hold
down the fort with Thom leaving us. It amazes me that these two fellows would want
to be with a much older man than they are. All I can think of is that they want to
draw from the deep well of my wisdom or hope I'll buy their lunch Friday. Not! I
may be dumb but I'm not stupid!
Speaking of getting old, I might have to have John update my will since it's been
awhile since we did it before. He did if for free way back when. I wonder if he will
do it for free again? I doubt it since he has been a Judge since I last saw him. But
I'll let him be the judge of that. All I really want is to get together again.

I'm Bushed!

I have been busy working at my younger brother's house for the past couple of days. He
had two trees removed in the front yard and was needing others things done as well. So
being my brother's keeper, I have been pulling weeds, trimming bushes and putting the
trash out to be picked up. Therefore, I'm sore all over my old body!
It will take a few more days before I'm finished. The back yard is in severe need of lots
of work. Hard work! My only hesitation are the snakes that might be in them there bushes.
I hate a snake. I dread that there might be more than one as I work for the night is
coming. But being the good brother that I am, I will sweat it all out until it's done. Even if
I do say so myself, "I'm bushed!"

A Bob Blessing

After a visit with a friend who had triple bypass surgery last Monday, my wife and I paid
a short visit with him Thursday. When we leaving the hospital my wife said, "Bless Bob's
heart!" I responded by saying, "That's why he is here." We had a long laugh as we left
to return home.
The heart of the matter is the matter of the heart. Bob is coping with a crisis that could
have been much worse had he not had surgery when he did. He will have to take things
step by step in order to heal. I'm sure his faith, family and friends will enable him to
heal over the coming weeks. We were blessed by being with Bob and hope he was
blessed by our being with him. As my wife said, "Bless Bob's heart." And, may God bless
you!

GET LOST!

I have been busy this morning wth places to go, things to do and people to see. Just as I
ready to relax after returning home, my wife asked if I wanted to go out to eat with her.
I don't know where we're going but I have an idea that there will more than one place
to go, if you know what I mean. But that will okay as long as I get a good meal.
Isn't it amazing that there are always places to go, things to do and people to see! That's
why we have to hit the pause button from time to time so our souls, as someone said,
can catch up with our bodies. It so easy to go places, do things and see people, what's
hard is making and taking time to rest. Jesus knew He had to "get lost" from time to
time so that He could keep on keeping on doing God's will. Maybe we all need to "get
lost" soon. Very soon.

ADVANCE WARNING

I finished reading The Last Lecture, last night. I recommend this 206 page book by
Randy Pausch. Often I found myself pausing to think about what I had just read. I
circled the page number so I can go back and re-read that page again. As I was
reading I found myself looking in rear view mirror of my life to see some things I
had forgotten or needed to see again.
Randy Pausch had advance warning that he wouldn't life a long life. With that in
mind, he sought to live life to the fullest rather than have a pity party about his
passing soon. In looking back in his rear view mirror of his own life, Pausch was
able to celebrate so many things that he had done or said. He also was able to
see some flaws that he had but he didn't dwell on them long enough for them
to pull him down. We all could learn from that lession, couldn't we?
God's given each of us advance warning that we too will die at some time. What
we need to do is to enjoy each day and be ready for the last day of our life. While
we might not know when that day shall be, we can know the One who gives us
the days of our lives. Let us live them with great gusto!

TOP TEN THINGS I MISS ABOUT MY FATHER

10. His trying to get me to eat his food when we were with him at the Rest Home.
9. His telling me what to do even though I'm 64 years old.
8. His handing me his to read his mail whenever I visited him.
7. His mini-sermons and sermon notes.
6. His calling me just to say "I love you."
5. My calling Dad to say "I love you. Take good care of my daddy."
4. His prayers.
3. His warm smiles.
2. His hugs.
1. Dad!

"A SMALL, SMALL WORLD, AFTER ALL"

My wife and I had a great get away in Berea, Ky over this past weekend as we celebrated
our 39th anniversary. We ate far too much and saw sight after sight after sight. While she
was in a small shop, I sat down out on the front porch to wait. There were two other men
there as well. One of the men asked where we were from. When I told him he threw both
arms up in the air and said he was from near there! Then he said they had just gotten a
new pastor. He stared to tell me the pastor's name but couldn't remember the last name.
That's when I told him his new pastor used to work for me and I have preached for him
a number of times at his former church when he was away. What a small world!
On our way home we stopped to see my step-mother and to go by the cemetary where
my dad and mom are buried. It was our first time to be there since dad died in late June.
Needless to say, it was a moving moment for both of us.
We're glad to be back home with our family following are few days away. There's no place
like home in such a small, small world.

The Trick is Quick

I bought two books to take with me this weekend as my wife and I celebrate our 39th
wedding anniversary. While she shops, I will relax by reading. I've been wanting to
read, The Last Lecture by the late Randy Pausch and Ax . i .om by Bill Hybels. These
two books will encourage and equip me to live a fuller life.
We are going to Berea to spend some time together and see the sights. One of my friends
told me he was going to send her a sympathy card rather than a congratulations card.
I don't understand why he would do such a silly thing. Can you? Hush!
The trouble with buying books is that there are so many to consider. Whenever I can,
I read an entire books at Barnes and Noble while I'm there. It saves me money and
then if I like the books, I just might go ahead and buy them. Maybe I should write a
book about the books I've read for free at Barnes and Noble. How's this, The Trick is
Quick.?
You know, I think I will send my wife a sympathy card now that I stop and think about
it. Poor woman!

"I'M BACK!"

The local television station in Bowling Green broadcast the Governor's Town Meeting
last night. When I watched the news this morning I was on tv! The news showed the
back of my head and back in living color as I sat next to the asile. I've never looked so
good. This was my way of backing our Governor. Maybe they will show my better side
next time. I can assure you, it's a sight to see!

A HAND SHAKE AND A HUG

Our Governor was in Bowling Green last night so I went to see him. While I waited, I
watched to see who else I knew. I saw a few and then I saw Steve Beshear coming in
my direction as he shook hands with the crowd. As he approached, I stood and asked
if he remembered Carroll Coomer who used to live across the street from him when
we were kids. All of the sudden he shook my hand and hugged me. When I told him
dad died a month ago, he said he had seen it in the newspaper. He spoke highly of
him even though dad wasn't satisfied with Steve on some issues. Before he got away
from me I had him autograph the town hall paper in my hand. He didn't ask for mine.
The IRS does!
I was impressed with the way he answered questions and paid close attention to what
people had to say. His wife is from Bowling Green and was with him. I wanted to tell
the Governor his wife sure is better looking than him but I was afraid he wouldn't
pardon me if I had said that to him. I also wanted to ask him why he is Governor and
I'm just a poor Preacher but I didn't go there! I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid!
It was great to greet my Governor and see a that neither one of us have changed
all that much. He has much more gray hair than I do and less of it than I do. Maybe
being Governor grays the hair faster. I wish Steve well as he serves our State because
he has his hands full!

I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP!

After attending worship at 8:15 and 9:30 this morning, my family went out to eat. I
then went back to Broadway around noon to drop off some boxes of things for the
Mountain Mission Truck to pick up this Tuesday.
I had to wait for worship to finish before I could take the boxes into the building.
As I was going to get my car, I tripped and fell down on the sidewalk. Before I was
able to get up, several people showed up to help me up. The only thing that was hurt
was my pride. I dusted myself off and headed to my car. One of the men told me to stay
still and he would bring the car to the church entrance for me. Afterwards two men
unloaded the boxes and checked once again to see if I was okay. I then drove on
home thankful that I was fine. No real damage done.
I did cut my left knee but not enough to be bothered by it. I took a couple of pills and
went to bed for about an hour and then got up and watched goff on tv. As I write this
Blogg I offer a prayer of thanksgiving to God to to some good samaritians who gave
me real lift. Next time I'll let my wife take things to the church to be picked up.

THAT'S WHAT I THINK

This morning I took Me, Myself and I to McDonald's for breakfast. Since I wanted some
coffee, Myself bought him some. Since Me wanted a susage, eggMcMuffin, I bought that
too. After the three of us sat down, I told Myself that Me was getting his food all over
the table. Me just laughed at Myself and so I dropped the subject.
While I watched those there eating, Me gobbled down his food and Myself drank his
coffee while it was still hot. I enjoyed My being there so much that I thought I ought
to take these guys there more often. Me, Myself and I are pretty good company except
I talks too much.
After a refill of coffee, I put Me and Myself in the car and drove back home. The only
trouble is, I have to go to the bathroom if Me can do it. I think I can. I think I can. I can!
Come on, guy's, I gotta go now!! "Me, don't trip over Myself again."

OLD OUTLINES AND FRESH MEMORIES

I have some sermon outlines of my dad's that I've been going through since
he died last month. Most of these are hand written and could only be used
by him. I recall that many years ago I tried to preach from an outline of his.
While I did a pretty good job, I wasn't able to preach like dad.
One of the outlines is about twins. After dad preached it, his twin boy's made
professions of faith and joined the church. I will treasure that outline for a long,
long time. Both of us became pastors many years later as we sought to do what
dad did, service the Heavenly Father. If we have done half the job dad did, we
served the Lord well. To God the be the glory forever and ever. Thanks dad.

"THIS ONE THING I WANT..."

My dad died last month at the age of 96. When I was talking to one of my brothers,
I told him that the only thing I wanted from dad's estate was one of his belts. What
a weird thing to say and want! Let me explain why I want one of dad's belts.
When I was a little boy I did something I shouldn't of done and so dad gave me a
spanking with a plastic belt. To get even, I took a pair of scissors and cut that
belt into several pieces and placed them at the bottom of a waste basket and
covered the belt beneath the trash.
Guess what? I found out that when dad took the waste basket out, he found out
what I had done with his belt. I found out that he had another belt to get out
of the closet and use on my bottom. But he was laughing so hard that he simply
hugged me and sent me on my way. " O Happy Day! O Happy Day" when dad
put he belt away!
So you see why I want one belt of dad's. I want to cut it up and keep it as a
daily reminder of Amazing Grace. That's really the one thing I need and want
most of all. After all, I need grace given to me daily. Don't you? Now, fess up!!

THE DOG DAY'S OF SUMMER

These are the dog day's of Summer. Since it is so hot, we're keeping the three dogs inside
for the most part. One will go in the living room and plop down on the floor, one will get
right in the middle of the family room floor, and one will hop up onto a chair in the family
room. They have it made in the shade!
I'm the water boy. I put water into their bowls several times a day. I also am the one to
take the three dogs outside several times a day they can rid themselves of all the water.
We have to vacumn the floor often to keep things clean from room to room.
Without hesitation I can safely say I'm in the dog house now. But that 's just fine. After
all, isn't a dog a man's best friend? What else could I ask for on a sunny Summer day?
Help!!!

SAME NAME

I have a friend where we attend church who always approaches me and says, "Morning,
Same." I, in return say, "Hey, Same!" We have the same name so why bother calling
each other John when we have more fun doing it this way. We do the very same thing
every time we see one another. At times, those around us look at us wondering what
we're doing. At times, some around us know what we're all about
If you work with someone with the same name, greet them with, "Hello Same" and see
what happens. It could become a great greeting and create lots of laughter and thus lift
sagging spirits.
You can call me JOHN or you can call me, SAME, most of all, call me FRIEND. Or,
better yet, call me out to eat. You know my name, it's always the SAME NAME!

JOHN

Tonight I took my wife and son out to eat at KFC. As we entered,I told my wife I was
going to the Men's Room while she went ahead and ordered our food. I went on into
to the restroom and as I was leaving I wondered if I had made a mistake. Before I
could answer my own question, my wife walked through the door and saw me standing
in the Women's Restroom. Without saying anything, I left as quickly as possible.
I am glad it was my wife that I met at the door rather than some other woman. I'm
not sure what I would of said except, "Hello, I'm Carroll." Then I would take my purse
and leave very, very fast! I know that this John needed a John and not a Jane.

What a Week

I took my wife out for breakfast this morning and then to Jackson's Orchard to look at the
flowers and apples. After that we went to Ace Hardware where we saw five people whom
we know. One mother told her son that I was the person who baptized her when she was
a teenager. It was a moment to remember.
I will be glad to be back at Broadway UMC after missing a couple of times due to my dad's
death and me preaching elsewhere last Sunday. I will consecrate Communion at the 8:15
service and then be a Greeter ar the 9:30 service. I need the spiritual food and fellowship
that helps me so very much.
This has been a busy week so I'm looking forward to resting this weekend. I will watch
golf on tv and try to relax as much as I possibly can. I might even catch up on some
reading.

That Cat

That cat from next door isn't home. The cat from next door is at our front door! When I
took Derby (dog) out, the two of them acted as if they were best of friends. I just gave
the cat a look and left. I wish it would. soon. Very soon!
Maybe the cat will run away from our home back to it's home when the neighbor's get
home. I wish it would be soon. very soon! For now, that cat is right at home here at
our house. Here kitty, kitty.

MILK MAN

I saw our neighbor's leave last Saturday on vacation. For the past week I've seen their
cat out in their yard. A couple of days ago I saw their cat in our yard and then on our
front porch. Being the nice man that I am, I gave the cat some milk. Then yesterday
I gave the cat milk again yesterday. My mistake.
Years ago I adopted a stray cat. My family named the cat Mr. Kitty. He stayed until we
moved but we didn't move Mr. Kitty to Bowling Green with us. I sure hope the next
door neighbors get home soon, milk is expensive! Not knowing the nameof the cat, I've
named the cat Miss Milk. By the way, I'm Milk Man. I hope I get fired for the Fourth!

THE CASE OF THE MISSING PAPER

This afternoon I sat down to read the local newspaper. After a glance at the front page, I
got up for some pie and ice cream. When I sat back down, I couldn't find the front page of
the paper anywhere. I asked my daughter if she had it. Not. I asked the dogs if they had
eaten it. Not.
I have searched and searched and have yet to find the front section of the newspaper. If
I had not already glanced at the paper, I would of thought it didn't come with the rest of
the paper. But it did. I held it. I saw it. I even read the headlines. But the news of tonight
is that missing paper. I can live without it. What I can't live with is the fact that I can't
find it. Now, what did I do with my glasses?

"Blest Be the Tie That Binds"

One of the best blessings of being a United Methodist is being connected to other churches.
When my dad died last week, our family wanted the churches dad had served to know as
well as the churches other family members. My twin and I both have served churches as
pastors and so we were not at all surprised when person after person from former churces showed up at the Funeral and the Funeral Home. Some driving a great distance.
"Blest Be the Tie That Binds." is a song we not only sing but seek to put into practice. Dad
would be amazed if he knew how many people came by to express their thanks for his
life and witness, I wasn't. One lady who showed up was a member of his church in the
early days of his ministry. She shared many "Precious Memories" with me at the table
as we ate after the service Tuesday. I was truly blessed by hearing what she had to say.

CELEBRATE

This coming Sunday I will preach at a small country church. I plan to preach about freedom since we will be celebrating Independence Day. I will talk about things we want to be free
from in our lives. For example: freedom from hunger and poverty, oppresion and war,
sin and death. The good news is that through Jesus Christ we can experience freedom
from sin and death.
You and I can help people experience all of these things if we would only we would be
more like the Master and share the Master. After all, Jesus is the One who sets us free.
Now, that's something to celebrate!

LONG DISTANT

My wife told me tonight to remember to call my dad. If I did, it would belong distant.
Dad was buried today at the young age of 96. There were very few nights when one
of his children failed to call him. He loved to hear from us and we loved to hear from him.
We were astonished at how many people visited the funeral home and attended the
funeral. But more than that, we were amazed at how most of the thanked the Lord
for letting Bro John touch their lives in so many ways.
Dad has had his prayers answered now and he is with the Lord Jesus who touched
and transformed his life so many years ago. Dad touched my life so many times, in
so many ways. That's why I want to walk in his footsteps for I know they lead to
the Lord.

FOLLOW THE LEADER

A few weeks ago while at Barnes and Noble , I read Led to Follow, by J. Howard Olds
and Cal Turner, Jr. I didn't buy the book, I just read it and left it. Then a few days ago
I saw Howard Olds and had him autograph the copy of it I had just bought. He wrote,
"To John, Matthew 4:20, Howard Olds." I started wondering what Matthew 4:20 was
so I took a look in my Bible. It reads, "Immediately they left their nets and followed him."
They were led by the Lord to follow theLord."
A few years ago I attended brunch where Howard Olds shared some thoughts about his
call to ministry. As I sat there I soaked in each and every word he had to say. I knew
then that here was a man called by Christ to follow him and share the good news of the
Gospel. I left being led to go and do likewise.
Howard has always inspired people with the words he speaks but most of all it is the
life he lives that touches so many people. Howard has been fighting cancer off and on
over a number of years. As I live my life with M S, I hope I can follow this leader just
as Howard does.

BLOGGED DOWN

It has been awhile since I have Blogged anything. I think I got Blogged down
somehow. Well, I'm back! I might not say much worth reading but I will keep
on sharing from time to time.
My whole purpose in writing is to help the reader have a better day. So, if
you keep coming back, I'll keep the porch light on, ya hear. So, go out there
and have a great day.

WALK & TALK

One of my favorite writers is John Eldredge so last month I read his newest book,
Walking with God. I was fed some real good spititual soul food that makes me
want to walk with God more and more. Maybe that is why I am blessed by the
books that Eldredge writes. I think I have read each one of his books over the
years.
One sentence that struck me was, "Sitting here on the porch with God..." It made
me stop and think of just how close God is. God is everywhere. That's why I want
to walk with Him day by day. I hope you do as well.

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

I've been busy with preaching for the past three weeks at a small church nearby. I've
preached at Bever Dam UMC ten times over the past few years. They have been a
delight to worship with and work with. But now there pastor is moving after ten
years. The good news for me is that he will be just a few miles from where we live.
I will miss being at Bever Dam. They have let me be me, which is dangerous. I hope
I didn't do too much damage. Maybe Gary will have me at his new church one of these
days. If he does, that proves he is a nut!
I've missed my home church where I consecrate Communion at the early service each
Sunday, So I look forward to being back tommorow morning. After attending the 8:15
service I go to the 9:30 contemporary service with my family. Then we flip the coin
on where we go to eat lunch. Anywhere but White Castle is fine with this nut!

PEOPLE NEED PEOPLE

Last week I bought a new book by Leonard Sweet entitled, 11. Sweet shares some thoughts
about how people need people to accomplish much in life. Eleven people from the Scriptures
are excellent examples of how being connected is so crucial. We are made for one another.
I think this one of his best books I've read.
I met Leonard Sweet a few years ago and look forward to hearing him in person in a few
weeks in Louisville, Ky. He will sharing thoughts from his book, The Gospel According to
Starbucks. While I don't agree with all he has to say, I think what he has to say is right on
target for the most part. He thinks "ouside the box."

UNTIL THEN

My father's last sibling died today. She was 89 years old. Dad will be 96 April 2nd. Who
would of ever thought that things would go like that? Not me. Dad has gone through the
valley of the shadow so many times during his lenghty life time. Yet he has always come
out on top. He amazes us with his firm faith and deep desire to live his life for the glory
of God.
Dad will not be able to attend the funeral due to his health and the weather. It' so sad
that he can't be there for a sister who meant so much to him. But one of these days
Dad will reunite with those who have gone on before him. Until then, Dad will seek to
encourage others who walk through valleys such as the one he is walking through right
now. I know from personal experience as I myself walk through a deep, dark valley of
my own. Dad would hold out his tired old wrinkled hands and point up to Heaven and
say, "But until then..." That's what keeps me going in the valley or own a high mountain.
What keeps you going until then?

LIFE LESSONS

I came across a quote that says volumes: "The difference between school and life?
In school, you're taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you're given a test
that teaches you a lesson."( Tom Bodett)
Speaking from personal experience, I've had lots of lessons. I just hope I pass the
test! It seems as if there is a new test every day. Just about the time you're feeling
good about things, boom! Something else takes place. They say that experience is
a great teacher. Well, I've been taught by teachers with PHD's of all sorts!!
What is your life lesson today? What are you going to do with it? I hope you pass
the test with flying colors. I also hope you share what you learn with others. Who
knows, it just might be what they need to know.

WORTH WHILE

"I don't want to get to the end of my life and find I have just lived the length of it. I want
to have lived the width of it as well." This quote is in a new bookI bought last week, One
Month To Live.
After just seeing the movie "Bucket List", I came across this 220 page book at Barnes
and Noble. I sat down and read it right there, right then. Then I bought the book because
it said so much to me that I was taken by.
So, what if you had one month to live, what would you do? What would you say? Who would
you want to see? These three questions are included in a book that I had to have. So should
you. It will help you take inventory of the way you are living your life. It will help you to see what is important and what isn't important and then do something about it. I know I am.
The Dash between the date of your birth and your death represents your life. What are you
doing with your dash today? Do it before that last date is put in stone. "This is the day the
Lord has made..." Make it worth while while you can

BUCKET LIST

I turned 64 today. I'm 64 and wonder what's in store. I don't mean a department store, I
mean much more than that. I wonder what will happen in my life in the future. Will I be
able to keep on keeping on as well as I do now? While my walking presents problems from
time to time, thus far it doesn't hold me back too much. I may have M S but M S doesn't
have me. For years I have said I have M S. By that I mean, I have My Saviour and He has
me. What else would I want?
My wife and I watched Bucket List last Friday night. It is a movie about two men who
are dying and having a long list of things that they want to do before their deaths. The two
then set out to do several things that they had never done before. The movie makes you
think about the things that you've never done that you would like to do before you kick the
bucket.
I am working on a short list of things that I want to do before I kick the bucket. It isn't all
that easy. I want to create a list of things that are well worth while. From time to time I
will share some of these things with you. The first thing is to take a trip out West. There
are a couple of places I'd like to go and a couple of preachers I'd love to hear preach.
So, Happy Birthday John Coomer! There's lots more in store when you're 64!

"I'II TELL YOU WHAT."

My twin has another birthday Monday. Poor old man! I wonder what it feels liketo be that
old. If I know him,and I think I do, I'm sure he will tell me much more than I want to know.
Of course I'll have to turn up my hearing aid.
My older brother is having surgery at the end of the month and I'm sure he will have
something to say about that. I say,milk it for all you can, old man! As for me, did I ever
tell you about.............Thanks for asking. My twin will be 64. No wonder he is sore!
Enough is enough.

SOLO

SOLO is a new book I'm reading each evening as part of my spiritual growth. Each page of
SOLO has a Scripture to study and reflect upon. SOLO provides points for consideration
and oppotunities to change.
SOLO was written by Eugene Peterson along with others who helped him develope some
new ways to study Scripture. SOLO is a solo event as the reader under goes it all alone in
an attempt to mature in the faith. Thus far, I'm finding SOLO to be a valuable tool to use
daily.
SOLO is something I will read slowly so I won't miss the message in God's Word.

J. B. HOLMES BRINGS IT HOME

I spent Sunday afternoon watching a golf match to see if J.B.Holmes from Campbellsville,
Ky would win for the 2nd time. He did!!! He won in a play off that showed he has the skill
to thrill still.
I met J.B a few years ago at the church where I was pastor. Even if he is a Baptist, he is
a great guy. I wish J.B. well as he celebrates this victory. I hope he has many more victories
in the future. J.B.Holmes is a winner! I love it when the good guy wins!
By the way, his caddie is a United Methodist who made a profession faith and joined First
Church whenI was pastor. Brandon Parson's mother is the organist.

What I'm Reading and Re-Reading

I finished reading The Shack last night. It is one of those books that I will want to read again
and again. At times I had a hard time connecting all the dots. I had to re-read a page or
even a chapter but by staying at it, it all made sense. I'm sure I will re-read the entire
book again in the future.
Speaking of re-reading, I'm re-reading Who Stole My Church? since I read it quickly at
the bookstore before buying it a few weeks later. It says some things that would help
people understand why we worship in Church the way we do. The primary thing I've
gotten out of it thus far is that the Church has always been in change. If not, the Church
becomes stale and out of touch with the times.
I have some other books I want to read whenever I can find them. Two are by Leonard
Sweet and one is by Stephen White. The three are yet to be released as far as I know.
One is a mystery and the other two deal with spiritual things. I've met Leonard Sweet
and always look forward to what he has to say. I read Stephen White as a change of
pace. The main character in his books former wife has M.S., as I do, thus, it is interesting
to see how she is doing even if it is make believe. Besides, I love a good mystery!

MY SPACE

They say to "let sleeping dogs lie." Well, "we have a problem, Houston." Derby, our
daughter's dog, has a habit of climbing to the top of our Living Room couch and going
to sleep there. While he looks so cute and comfy, he is leaving a lasting impression.
So, we have had to build a barrier to keep him from his perch.
Derby can't comprehend what has happened. His "my space" isn't his place now. So
he is back to his old ways. Derby will lie down at my feet while I work at "my space",
the computer. If he had it his way, he would be at my back on the clean couch. For
now he has to try not to be a problem puppy and be taught new tricks.
He is a lap dog for his Granny. He is a best friend for playing with his Grandaddy. And,
he is a spoiled dog for our daughter. We really don't have a problem, Houston. What we
have is a dog named Derby who is a delight! We're all s0 happy that he has such a space
in our hearts.

GLAD TO GO

I started reading a new book last night. It is entitled, The Shack. After reading only one
chapter I found myself wanting to take my time to read the story it tells. I have already
been blessed by just the introduction and the first chapter.
This morning I served Coummunion at the 8:15 service at church and then served as a
greeter with my wife at the 9:30 service. We left half way through to travel out of town
to a small country church where I preached. I was ready for my afternoon nap as soon
as we arrived home. It was a long one!
In my study of the Scriptures I discovered that the word "bell" is only used twice and
both times are in the Old Testament. My theme was bells being used to call people to
worship. Even if the congregation didn't get much out of the sermon today, I did. Both
times point to the coming of the Messiah, Jesus Christ. Both "bells" focus upon how we
are to approach God with reverance.
This was my 13th time to preach at Sugar Grove over the past four years. Even though
it is a very small church it has been a very big blessing to my wife any myself. It is like
going from over 1200 to 29 in worship on the same Sunday. The great thing is how so
many people are blessed by both churches. Indeed, "I was glad when they said 'let us
go into the house of the Lord.'" I was glad to go to the house of the Lord today.

UPDATE

Last night my wife and I met a couple at Cracker Barrel. While we were there we saw
two other couples whom we know. After we ate, we went to their house to watch a movie.
We never got around to it because the two women got to talking about how to decorate
and Bob and talked about other things. Even though we were tired, it was a wonderful
evening.
I've been busy working with my sermon for the 27th. I've tried a time or two to toss
it and with something else but I feel led to go ahead and preach this new one. While I'm
still searching for illustrations, I find myself seeking just the right things to say. I don't
to just preach and get on my way. I want to show that Jesus is the way.
I will consecrate Communion in the morning at 8:15 as I do each Sunday. This is a time
when I feel I can serve the Lord as I serve the people.I look forward to it even on a very
cold Winter's morning like Sunday will be.
Well, that's an update as to what we've been doing for a few days. I hope you have a
great day.

CHANGE IS IN THE AIR

With all the promises for change by politicians these days, I've found something that's for
sure. I think it would be a great sign above the door into a nursery:

"LISTEN, I WILL TELL YOU A MYSTERY! WE
WILL NOT ALL DIE, BUT WE WILL ALL BE
CHANGED..." I Cor.15:51-52

Yep!, Change is in the air!

PREACHING

I am working with a new sermon for Sugar Grove the 27th of this month. Even though I
have a large file of sermons, I feel led to work with a brand new one for a brand new year.
One of the things I miss the most is not having to work with sermons from Sunday to
Sunday. It kept me on my spiritual tip toes in seeking God's word to proclaim.
I think I will preach a sermon entitled,"For Whom the Bells Tolls." I have two text that
keep speaking to my soul almost on a daily basis. I could preach the Lectionary lession
about Jesus calling the disciples to follow him but I think I'll follow these two text instead.
Since I have to study some Scriptures I better be getting back to work. The last Sunday
will be here before I know it if I'm not careful and I want to be ready.

Going My Way?

I think our daughter's dog, Derby, thinks he is a mountain goat. Whenever I start working at
the computer, Derby does a "no - no" by climbing up on the backrest of our couch. He gets
himself real comfy and takes a nice nap. He has been told not get up there but when he does,
he looks so cute that I hate to have him move. All it takes to get him off his high post is for
me to get up to do something else, somewhere else.
As I write this, Derb is at his high post taking a snooze. I'm about to get up so I'll see what
he does. My money is on him going my way. I will let you know what the little feller does
when I write next time. Here goes...............

The rest of the story:
I was right! He was right behind me as I walked seven steps into the kitchen. Guess where
he is now? Right! Right back upon the couch looking cute. What a life! He has it made in the
shade. Lucky dog!
Come on, Derby.................

CHECK IT OUT

Have you heard about the old woman who had so many children she didn't know what to
do? The story is told about a woman who had several children and grandchildren that
she realized she couldn't buy something for each and every one of them at Christmas. So
she decided to send each one a check and a note,"Buy your own present."
As time went buy she wondered why she hadn't gotten one"thank you" from even one
of her children or grandchildren. Needless to say, she was disappointed.Truth be told,
she was so hurt that she was going to tell them all off whenever she saw them the next
time.
But one day while she was looking at a stack of enevelopes she came across one filled
full of checks. They were the checks for the children and grandchildren. She had failed
to put them in each envelope with the note saying,"Buy your own gift."
Have you ever made a mistake? She sure did, didn't she? Her family must of thought
that they were to buy their own Christmas gift because she wasn't going to gift them
each a gift.
As you start out on another new year, don't forget to include a note of thanks to God
for being present with you day and night. He is waiting and wanting to hear from you.
Don't let Him down. Don't be late in 2008. By the way, Happy New Year!

The Today Show

It was nice not having to be up and at it early this morning. So, I stayed in bed until
5:58 a.m.. I took the three dogs outside as well as the recycle containers and then I
watched tv and read the morning paper with my morning coffee. It was a very good
morning until the news came on about an assination. So sad.
We were with most of our family at my father's yesterday. It was a delightful day as
we celebrated Christmas as the Coomer clan in Columbia. I shed a tear or two when
my 95 year dad prayed the prayer for the meal. Just having him still with us is a
gift from God.
While we have lots of cleaning up to do around the house, mainly I want to take it
easy and reflect on the reason for the season.

LIGHT A CANDLE

While I was waiting for my family to show up for the second service at church this
morning, a good friend started speaking to me. He asked if I remembered what I
had done in a Christmas Eve service several years ago. He went on to say that he
had never forgotten how I handled a situation in the service.
As we were closing the candlelight coummunion service, I had people to stand in a
circle and each one light a candle. After I had lit the first candle I stepped aside and
watched as the darkness was overcome with bright light. When I looked down at
my own candle, I noticed that it had gone out. I stood stilland didn't speak. I simply
waited to see if someone would re-light my candle with their candle. All of the
sudden a little girl reached out to me and lit my candle again. That's when I told those
there that there are others whose light has gone out of their lives and that they need
someone to say or do something to bring light to their lives. After all, that's what the
true meaning of Christmas is all about.
We then sang a simple song: "Light a candle, light a candle and tell the world, and tell the
world, Jesus Christ was born, Jesus Christ was born, on Christmas morn, on Christmas
morn." To close we sang, "Silent Night" and then we went on our different ways. Now
after all these years, a man told me that he has never forgotten that service. Neither
have I. The light still shines after all these years.

GEORGIA ON MY MIND

As I was getting out of our car at church this morning, I reached down to get my cain. There
was no cain. And, I didn't have time to travel back home and get it. I walked into church and
told three people there what I had done. I felt that I could carry on without it even though
I was in charge of Communion at the 8:25 service.
As I started to walk into the sanctuary, someone handed me something that she thought I
could use. It wasn't a cane but a golf club. Not being bashful, I walked on in with it at my side.
As it went, I didn't need to use it. But I was glad to have it just in case I needed it. It was an
expected Christmas gift from someone being thoughful of a man with M S and has trouble
walking at times.
God and Georgia worked well together to see to it that I would have help if I needed it.
While I didn't, I was sure glad to know it was there for a forgetful preacher on a Sunday
morning.

ON LOAN

I was loaned a book by Frederick Buechner earlier this week, The Longing for Home. Just
last week I almost bought it at Barnes & Nobles but didn't. The copy I have belongs to two
people I've known for thirty five years or so. Jerry & Carol have meant so much to my own
life and to the lives of so many more people.
This Buechner book deals with two topics: recollection and reflection. Maybe that's why I
think of Jerry on almost every page. Even though he has been dead for a few years, I
think of him almost every time I read books. Jerry loved to read too.
When I read the table of contents I realized that I've already read most of the sermons
that are in it. But there are a few that I have yet to read as well as what else he has to
say. I keep this borrowed book by my bed and read a page or two each evening before
turning the light out and going to sleep.
I can't keep this book. I can't even make marks in it, but I'm sure it willl leave it's marks
on me. When I return it to Carol, I know that I will want to hug her and offer words of
recollection and reflection with her from down deep in my heart. It's the owners of the
book that leave a lasting impression on me far more than the book it's self.

LISTEN

Since Frederick Buechner is one of my favorite writers, I bought one of his books last
week. Listening to Your Life is the title of this book of daily meditations. One of the
reasons I bought the book is that like the title and the thought that what he has to
say will assist me in looking at my own life in a new way.
During these days of Advent I feel a strong urge to look at my spiritual life. Buechners'
book will be my guide as I take a look under the rug of my soul and see what is hidden
there that needs to be swept out and done away with. It might take some time since
I tend to hate house cleaning, if youknow what I mean. I have an idea I'm in good
company about doing something bad. Can I hear an "Amen!"? So I invite you to take
time during these days of Advent to listen to your life and get a pulse beat of what's
go on down deep inside your soul. Take The Bible and let it lead you as you pray
about spiritual things.
Rather than starting my day with Listening to Your Life, I'm going to let it be my
sleeping pill. That is to say, if I sleep well, things are well with my soul.But if I
have trouble sleeping it might mean that something has touched a sore spot of my
soul that needs attention and action. I sure hope and pray that I can sleep well as
I read through these daily mediations. Maybe that's what it means to have a good
night's sleep.

I LOVE TO TELL THE STORY

Little did I know that what I said in my last post would happen so soon. Yesterday I
mentioned that my 95 year old father would preach in a minute's time if asked. He
did just that just this morning. He is a resident in a retirement home where they
have someone preach to the residents from time to time. The speaker for today
was a no-show so, they asked dad if he would preach to them. Without even giving
it much thought he told them that he would.
Dad needed his Bible so someone was sent to get it. When she returned, she
handed him a Hymn book, not his Bible. Rather than sending her back, he turned
to the back of the Hymn book and picked out a Scripture to talk about. He shared
some thoughts for a few minutes and had a closing prayer. No notes and no time
to prepare himself, dad just let the Lord speak through him. I wish I could of been
there to over hear the Gospel.
The reason I know that dad did what he did is that I called him long distance at
noon to see how he was doing. I'm delighted to say that dad is doing just fine. He
got to do his favorite thing in all the world today, tell others about Jesus. It made
his day and I'm sure it helped others have a better day too. I know I feel better
after hearing about my father telling his story about telling the old, old story.

ON CALL

Since I have been helping serve Communion at our 8:15 a. m. service for awhile, the Pastor
has asked if I can do it every Sunday. I've told him I will unless there is a conflict of some sort.
Since I preach for others from time to time, I will still be able to "fill in" if I'm called upon. It
is one of my ways of being in ministry.
I miss preaching weekly, being with people in their homes or at the hospital, etc. After all,
after all these years in the pastorate I don't want to do nothing at all. It is a high calling to
do the work of a pastor. It isn't something I take lighlty. I guess I'm a lot like my 95 year
old father who was a pastor. If he could preach, he would in a minute's time! So would I.
It is so sad to see so much bad press given these days to the Church and pastors. Some of
it is deserved, but where is the good news about the Good News? We don't do it for applause
and attention, we do it for the love of theLord and people. We simply go about doing good
like the Lord did.
I like being "on call" because it means my ministry is still worth while to others in one way
or another.

A HOLY HUSH

I started re-reading, The Returnof the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming,
by Henri Nouwen again. The first time I read it was in 1998 at New Harmony Inn.
The second time was in my study at First UMC in Campbellsville, Ky in 2000.
This is the third time for me to read a small book with a big message.
After I started reading it I realized that I was reading a book about a home coming
in my very own home. I've always lived in a home owned by the church.
Nouwen has always spoken to my soul in ways that seem to sneak up on me. I didn't even
know something spritually when all of the sudden it is right before my spiritual eyes. It is
always an eye opener for me. He makes me aware that there are others who struggle in
their souls with the same issues that I struggle with. And, he has a way of dealing with an
issue in such a way that I am able to find comfort and help.
Nouwen died several years ago of a heart attack. I have many of the books by Henri
Nouwen that I treasure. I have one I've read and re- read over twenty times.
There is a Scripture that says, "even though he is gone, he still speaks." Henri Nouwen
still speaks to me. At times he seems to shout and at times it is so soft that I have to
lean over and listen intently. In that hush, I hear the holy. This time the message of the
holy hush was that I'm home. And what a blessing that truly is for me tonight.

What's Your Story?

This morning I finished reading, How Starbucks Saved My Life. While there are a few
things I don't like about the book, it still said some things to help me help others. The
book shows how Starbucks gave the author affirmation, acceptance and a purpose for
living.
One of the things that stood out for me was that Starbucks wants to make people feel better.
So should I. So should the Church. There are lessions to be learned in how to make people
feel better on almost every page of this 265 page book. Also, the author speaks of how
Starbucks was like a life raft in tumultuous times. The Church can be a life raft for
people going through tough times. The Church can offer hope and help in so many ways.
This book tells how a man found a purpose for living when he was just about to give up.
The Church is filled full of people who can testify to the fact that God gave them hope
and help to keep on keeping on. If I were to tell my story, there would be similiar stories
of how I was saved, not by Starbucks but by someone who gave me a lift to my life.
That someone is Jesus. He can do the same for anyone, anywhere.
I understand that Tom Hanks may be in a movie about this book. If so, I'm sure it
will succeed just as the man the movie will be about is. If it comes out, I want to see
it as I drink my cup of coffee from Starbucks. I might even sneak in a couple of cookies,
who knows? I do, that's who!

SECOND THOUGHTS

I took our car in for work yesterday. While I was waiting, I started re-reading Richard
Morgan's, Settling In. In it, Morgan shares some thoughts about settling into a
Retirement community a few years ago. I first read this helpful book in October in an
effort to see what he has to say on the subject. I was deeply impressed with it then but
felt I needed a second reading so I could soak it in better.
I found myself thinking that what my wife and I really need to do is to take time to
read it together. That way, we would talk about the things he has to say. In fact, I
think this book would help anyone who is dealing with these matters for the future.
I highly suggest having a class in church for mid-age adults.
The trouble with reading so many books is that we rush through them without taking
time to stop and soak in the subject. We get onto the next read and leave the last one
behind in the dust. Buy this book and take time to let it read you. It will open your
eyes to things that you just might happen to have to deal with one of these days not
too far down the road.

STARBUCKS

I've gone and done it again. Yesterday I bought, How Starbucks Saved My Life. Since
Starbucks seems to get so much attention these days, I thought I'd like to get on board
and see why. So, I bought yet another book about the Starbucks.
I am amazed at how much influence Starbucks has on so many lives. We have a brand
new one that just opened a few days ago and it is already an attraction to so many people.
While I haven't been in it yet, I know that I will drop in soon. I might even take this new
book with me and see how Starbucks saved his life. Although I am only a few pages into
this new book, I have an idea that I know what it's all about and how it had something to
do with helping this man who wrote it.
I've read several sermons on the subject of Starbucks as well as Leonard Sweet's,
The Gospel Accrding To Starbucks, and see some of the things that Starbucks does
that the Church could and should be doing. I think it is great that we can learn how to
do better from someone who puts it into practice so well. So very well.
Maybe I should write a book about books about Starbucks. It just might be a best
seller. I'll drink to that! Starbucks, that is. Or, I might just save my time and my money
and read on some other subject while I drink water.

PAUSE FOR PRAYER

I was very moved while watching a service over the internet a few minutes ago.
They were celebrating All Saints Sunday. First United Methodist Church in Dallas,
Texas is a very large and old church. Therefore, I wasn't surprised when the
Pastor read the names of thirty or more people. As he read each name, they showed
someone lighting a candle at the altar.
It took time. Lots of time. But that was what I thought was so wonderful. No need to
rush to the next thing on the bulletin. No need to try to get it over with an go out to eat.
I didn't know any of the names. But I found myself pausing in prayer to thank God for
each and every one. After all, I want someone to pray a prayer of thanks whenever my
name is called out one of these All Saints Sunday's. I don't when that might happen. I
hope not too soon. I just know that it has to happen.

STEVE

When I was ten years old I played a game called "Kick the Can" with some kids from our
neighborhood. There were two boys named Steve who played the game at times. One
Steve had trouble with his school work while the other ended up graduating at the top of
his class may years later.
A few months ago I learned that one Steve died as a lonely man. Last night, the other
Steve became the Governor elect of the State ofKentucky. While I haven't seen either
Steve for many, many years, I've wondered where they were and what they were doing.
Now I know, and so do you.
As I was about to sign off from this Blog, I just thought of another Steve. Our Son is
named Stephen. He is good looking like his father and is works hard from day to day.
Three guys named Steve stand tall in my mind. I thank God for each one.

Yesterday

I had a date with my mate yesterday afternoon so we went out to eat and then we went to
Barnes & Noble. While she read one book, I read two. While she read, I drank Starbucks
strong coffee and watched people. Some sat all alone. Some were with others. Some worked
at the lap tops and drank their cups of coffee.
As we were leaving, I happened to see a book that I must go back and read, How Starbucks
Saved My Life. Really? I've read three books about Starbucks already but I don't recall
anyone saying it saved their lives. Leonard Sweet's book might mention how Starbucks
can help save souls but I haven't come across saving lives yet. I'll get a cup of Starbucks
and see what this man has to say about how his life has been saved. I'll let you know when I
know what he knows. Know what I mean?
I read some thoughts about solitude and the soul as I drank my cup of coffee yesterday. I
wasn't all alone, yet I was refreshed as I was reminded of my need for more "time out"
with and for God. I think I will try to "get lost" today while my wife is out and about. The
silence of the soul allows God to whisper to me in ways that I other wise might miss. It's
in times like this that I feel closer to God. What is it for you? What works best?

ON CALL

Who can you call at 3:30 in the morning if you need someone? Would that person get mad
and hang up on you or say, "I'll be right there"? I hope you have a list of people who would
want to help you if asked. St. Paul had a list of people he could depend upon. When he was
in prison he depened upon a young man named Timothy. He was assured that Timothy
would come through for him. Who is your Timothy? Are you a Timothy for someone else?
When I think back, I don't remember the services at churches I've pastored as much as
the people who served the Lord with gladness. When I'm gone, I hope people remember
what I've done more than what I've said. And, I hope that they are grateful that I was
there for them when they needed me most. While my name isn't Timothy, I want to be
a Timothy for someone in some way. What about you? Are you on call?

SIGHT SEEING

While my wife was shopping at RiverGate Mall in Nashville yesterday, I watched as people
passed by. What caught my eye was that so many walked by as they talked on their cell
phones. Also, most of them were not alone. Someone was with them. In fact, one group
of guys that passed by had three people who were on their cell phones. It was a sight to
see!
Then there were the people who passed by without any packages in their hands. Maybe
they couldn't find what they wanted or they couldn't afford what they wanted. But only
one or two had sacks showing they had bought something at one of the stores. It made
me wonder why they had even shown up in the first place.
When my wife showed up, she too didn't have anything for her troubles. Since she didn't
say much about it, I kept my big mouth closed. Now that was a sight to see!
(Maybe she hid my Christmas present or put it on lay away. I didn't dare ask. After all it
was out of my sight seeing.)