a MUST read . . .
"If all these politicians were as Christian in action as they are in words, we would have no poor, no hungry, no illiterate, no injustice, no homeless, no friendless in jails, no unwanted and abused children, no mentally ill on the streets, and no unwelcome strangers in our midst."
You simply must read the Militant Moderate today!!
Correcting a mistake
If you have been here in recent days, you have noticed that I have removed the last post to this site. That is the very least I could do.
At the very least, I need to reconsider some language choices I made. My words were considered by some hurtful and harmful, and that is never my intention or my will.
I will not repost this entry, but will be spending some time in the next several days attempting to apologize to those persons I have offended.
not sure what the problem is . . .
but you may have noticed yesterday or this morning that my blog went bonkers. For some unknown reason, it suddenly threw the sidebar all the way to the bottom of the blog.
So . . . I have played around with the templates, and this is one of the only ones that will put the sidebar back up there.
I will have to rebuild the links section, so be patient with me.
an unexcused absence . . .
I have been away from the computer - heavens, away from the office, for that matter. I have been "Habitating" at the Dunn house.
So - what progress have you made, O digger of dirt and builder of fences???
Well, the dog pens are complete. Including roof. Crockett and Amy couldn't be happier. BTW - we have been letting them "play" together in the yard, and Amy continues to be a holy attack terror. Crockett put up with it for quite a while, but then she tried to steal his bone, and he let her have it. I got to them about the time he was going back in for the kill. I think I'll have to let them play separate until she's a little bigger . . .
The placement of the dog pens requiried that I move the gate to the garden - so I sunk two new posts, and reattached the fence. Makes for a nice look, I think.
The pool is repaired. We had a collapsed return line, so a hole had to be dug under the concrete to the side wall of the pool. We took out the slide, and then we decided to move the Polaris to the side wall as well, so another hole had to be dug under the concrete. Those repairs have been completed, and the holes have been filled in.
The sprinkler system is up and running, as of yesterday afternoon. What a difference - no more schlepping of hoses for Doc Dunn. Bryan even installed a pipe to the garden, complete with two faucets, and so now I can water the dogs with well water using the sprinkler system. Pretty cool.
And on the 4th, Travis and I sunk 7 posts along the east fence to "shore things up." He was actually quite helpful. He manned the wheelbarrow, loaded the 40 lb. sacks of Quickcrete into the wheelbarrow, brought it around to the back fence, opened the sacks with a shovel, and then began adding water. He would control the wheelbarrow while I fed the concrete into the hole - it was quite a blast. He slept well that night . . .
There are a few projects left, and we'll keep at it until things look better. But all in all, things are starting to shape up.
Thanks for your patience during my absence from the keyboard . . .
too relevant not to post . . .
I subscribe to Christian Quote of the Day - it is downloaded to my e-mail every day. You can access it at http://cqod.gospelcom.net/. This one was too good not to post.
Quotation:
We sometimes come to God, not because we love Him best, but because we love our possessions best; we ask Christ to "save Western civilization," without asking ourselves whether it is entirely a civilization that Christ could want to save.
We pray, too often, not to do God’s will, but to enlist God’s assistance in maintaining our "continually increasing consumption." And yet, though Christ promised that God would feed us, he never promised that God would stuff us to bursting.
... Joy Davidman (1915-1960), Smoke on the Mountain [1955]
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Quiet time reflection:
Lord, may I not take Your bounty for granted. Lead me to understand my stewardship more thoroughly.
Amen, and Amen.
