December 31, 2006

Happy New Year..

Let me be one of the first to wish you a Happy New Year. And for grins and maybe a smile or two, unless you’re too terribly religious, let me give you the TOP FIVE reasons why BEER Is Better Than RELIGION! (given to me by a friend who is very much a Christian, just non-religious.)

Some of you will have to think to even get these. So I guess this is for my non-religious, thinking friends.

1-No one will kill you for NOT drinking BEER!
2-BEER has never caused a major war!
3-There are LAWS saying BEER labels cannot LIE!
4-No one has been burned at the stake over his brand of BEER.
5-You don’t have to wait 2,000+ years for a second BEER!

These would be real funny if they weren't so true.

Lighten up a little! And may your 2007 be the most FREE & ENJOYABLE year of your spiritual journey thus far!

December 26, 2006

Fireside Memorial

It was somewhat sad that Preacher's Wife's dad died on Christmas day, but it was nice that all the children were home for Christmas and got to see him before he died. We had Christmas dinner together, then the children and grandchildren gathered around the fireplace as we had a family memorial service. We laughed as we recalled many wonderful memories with granddad. We decided not to have a funeral service since Mr. Lupher had out-lived all his friends. Preacher's Wife is doing fine and says thanks to all who have called and e-mailed. Mr. Lupher had been living with us for 5 years and she had been taking care of his needs 24/7. She told me she would like to take a restful trip. So off we go after the after the first of January.

December 25, 2006

UPDATE

To all our many friends, especially those who have been aware of the illness of Preacher's Wife's Dad. This is to inform you that he passed away at 11:20 a.m. today (Christmas Day). Thanks for your prayers.

The Preacher's Son

December 24, 2006

Creative Memories...

A university professor from Salt Lake City conducted an experiment at Christmas time, several years ago. He randomly selected six hundred names from telephone directories from several major cities and sent Christmas cards to each of them. His return address was included on the card, and he received an amazing one hundred and seventeen responses from the 600 cards sent to perfect strangers.

One replied, “I just got out of the hospital, and how good it was to hear from a longtime wonderful friend!” (Must have had amnesia!)

Another said, “We had difficulty at first remembering who you were, but after some thought, we finally remembered. Please give our love to your father. He is a wonderful man.” (What creative memories!)

One reply was unexpected, “It was really great to hear from you again. We will be in Salt Lake City this summer, and if you have a spare room, we would like to stay with you two or three days!” (I guess that’s what friends are for!)

December 23, 2006

Preacher's Wife's Dad

Preacher's Wife is such a loving and devoted daughter. She has been caring for her dad 24/7 for the past week. He took a turn for the worse and the doctors are saying now that he will not be with us but a few more days. Of course we cancelled our trip to Taos and the kids are coming here for Christmas. Hopefully, they will all arrive in time to see their granddad once more. You might keep Preacher's Wife in your prayers. Feel free to e-mail her at Preacher's Wife.
I know she would love to hear from you. As a preacher for over 30 years, people have told me they don't know what to say to their friends around the subject of death and dying. An old preacher once told me to just be my loving self. It has always seemed to work. So, just be your loving self. Preacher's Wife is one of the most realistic Christians I know, when it comes to life, death and dying. I will keep you posted.

The Preacher's Son

December 20, 2006

Ski San Antonio...Not!

We put our ski trip on hold, due to the fact that we had to take Anne's 85 year old dad to the hospital. He hasn't been doing well for a couple of weeks. We have decided as a family to all gather here and turn the A/C thermostat down as low as it will go, light the fireplace, and watch the Travel channel while eating a deep fried turkey. Being together as a family at Christmas, and eating turkey and ham is the most important thing anyway. We must always remember to keep the main thing --- the main thing.

December 18, 2006

Skiing Taos on Christmas Day

Everyone seems to be looking forward to leaving on Thursday to spend our Christmas in Taos, N.M. We have only skied Colorado and are looking forward to giving New Mexico a shot. I guess it all just depends on whether we get fresh snow. Anyway, our friends who have skied Taos said we will enjoy it and have a great time.

December 12, 2006

The devil's workshop...

Preacher's wife is determined to keep me busy during the holiday season. She said, "you know it is good for you to keep busy, because an idle mind is the devil's workshop". For some time now she has not liked our kitchen ceiling, so she chose this time of the year to keep the devil from overcoming me. Yesterday I overcame the devil by climbing in the attic and installing new lights in the kitchen, as well as a pot rack over her kitchen island. All we lack now is painting, and she will have her new kitchen look. For now I am free from the devil, but I am sure she will find something new for me to do, in order to keep me free. By the way the painting is now completed and this is the finished product.

December 5, 2006

Promises, Promises, Promises...

Why stay married? Simply because you promised you would. In my reading this week I came across something that I think sums it all up. At least it does for me.

In Thornton Wilder's 1940 drama The Skin of Our Teeth, a man named George comes back from the war to his wife Maggie, only to inform her that he has decided to leave her for another woman. Maggie counters with the announcement that she has a few words for him:

I did not marry you because you were perfect. I didn't even marry you because I deeply loved you. I married you because you gave me a promise. That promise made up for your faults. And the promise I gave you made up for mine. Two imperfect people got married and it was the promise that made our marriage... And when our children were growing up, it wasn't a house that protected them, and it wasn't our love that protected them, it was that promise. (Strong in the Broken Places, Leonard Sweet, page 150)

So the bottom line after acknowledging and dealing with our selfish human desires for greener pastures is... When we were married we made promises to each other. Promises are not made to be broken, they are made to be kept. We either keep them or we don't.

Why stay married?

Preacher's wife and I took some time out to discuss our 38 year marriage. We talked about the good, the bad, the ups, and the downs. Our conclusion was that we try it for another 38 years. Often people don't give marriage a fair shot. If they encounter something bad or difficult they just throw in the towel. We discovered that a lot of things that either was or seemed bad, actually turned out to work in our favor. I read an article this morning on Yahoo's home page about why spouses cheat on each other. There were some interesting insights, but the bottom line was that they take each other for granted and began to look for greener pastures. Preacher's wife and I both have observed lush greener pastures, but the problem is, they're not our pastures. And when we look closely there is always a 'No Trespassing' sign staring us in the face. So when the grass withers or flower fades what is it that keeps some couples together? I may address this in my next post.

December 1, 2006

Welcome back December

Well, December has arrived and it brought with it a cold spell to South Texas. I just love this time of the year. I love Thanksgiving and Christmas. I love turkey, ham, and pumpkin pies. I love being with family and friends. Oh, the smells, the goodies, and the music of Christmas brings to mind so many wonderful memories. Dr. Seuss was not thinking of me when he wrote, The Grinch That Stole Christmas. Charles Dickens would not have asked me to play Scrooge in his story. I don’t display the bumper sticker, Put Christ Back into Christmas. I have no bone to pick with this season, unless of course it’s off the turkey. I am not a preacher of anti-holidays or anti-Christmas trees. I choose to enjoy all of life without looking everywhere for something to be against. So what if others have forgotten the reason for the season, I haven’t. Did I fail to mention I love December because on the 6th day of this month every year I get to celebrate another year of being married to Preacher’s Wife. Yes, this year will be 38 years. It just seems to get better every year (at least for me).

November 28, 2006

Absence really does make the heart grow fonder

It's always so good to get home and sleep in your own bed. Preacher's wife picked me up at the airport patted my hand and said welcome home. I said, "thanks, it has been a long trip and I really missed you." But the reason I know absence makes the heart grow fonder was when I walked in the house, Bo our 4 year old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel whined and barked until I sat down petted him and let him lick my face. Now that is what I call a welcome home. After that I was off to bed. Now here I am thanks to jet lag up at 2 a.m. Oh well!

November 24, 2006

I'm leaving on a fast train...

I left Watford today for Bolton, England. Bolton is northwest of London near Manchester, about two hours by train. I love traveling by train, especially if it's a Virgin (don't get any wild ideas, you can see it is the name of a train line). They are one of the nicest train lines in all of England. Maybe it was because I was in first class, but the service was great. I am looking forward to seeing my friend Ian and spending a couple of days with him before I head home.

November 22, 2006

Just a few more days in London...

Things are going well here in London. I have spent the last week with my friends the Hibberts, and have been working with Pastor Tim Roberts at Watford Community Church. I leave Friday by train for Bolton, England which is north of Manchester. Then head home on Monday. I guess preacher's wife has had enough peace and quiet for a while and will be glad I am home. I am throughly enjoying the season of autumn while I am here. Thought you might enjoy my view into the garden.

November 18, 2006

For those who give a rip...

I am in London where it has been cold and rainy for the past few days. Actually the sun is shining at this moment. I am lying in bed thinking about getting up and going to work. Amazaing, how that thought just left me. I hear my friend rattling around downstairs. I think that means he wants me to get out of bed. Have a great weekend.

November 14, 2006

Father-Daughter Dance

Our son Philip took his daughters to a father-daughter dance at Eagle's Nest. Preacher's wife and I thought this was a good picture so I decided to share it with you.

November 13, 2006

Going from Happy to Happier...

I know she knows I leave Wednesday for 12 days, but I am refusing to mention it to her. The last time I mentioned it she gave me a long list of things she wanted me to do before I left. Well, I completed the list and she was very, very happy. Of course, I am pleased that it made her happy. I guess I am afraid that there are some more things around here to do that would make her even happier. I think she is happy enough. I am really hoping for a couple of days just to sit, relax, prepare, maybe pack and spend a little time with her.

November 8, 2006

Sorry I ever mentioned it...

I reminded Preacher's wife that I was leaving for England next week and would be gone for 12 days. Immediately she reminded me of all the things that needed to be done around the house before Thanksgiving and Christmas. I guess it was the 12 days that reminded her of the long list of things that needed to be done before Christmas. It is amazing how one simple little reminder would turn into such a large job. So here I sit trying to muster the energy to get started. I often wonder if that is the way things work in other homes with other husbands and wives. Looking back, I think one of my mistakes was early on in our marriage I tried to impress her by presenting myself as Mr. Fix-it or Mr. Handyman. Now she thinks I can do about anything. It is too late now to try and convince her otherwise so I will go ahead and get started.

November 2, 2006

Don't leave home without them...

Talk about being stretched this week. First the golf, now Preacher's wife is taking me to the Majestic Theatre tonight to see a Broadway play. This is generally where the sophisticated people go for entertainment. I have been there before, but because it's not a rodeo environment I usually feel out of place in boots and jeans. I have always prided myself in being pretty versatile, but two complete different wardrobes in two days is pushing the envelope. I can get by with my boots and jeans at the theatre because it is dark and people are not looking at your feet. I must admit though it is very hard to get by with your boots at the golf course where we are in shorts and people always seem to be checking out your stance when you tee off or you're putting. I don't think I have as much trouble going to these places as I do wearing the right attire. If it wasn't for Preacher's wife, I would probably sit at home all the time in my recliner wearing my PJ's with my boots. I do take them off to sleep though. That is my PJ's..

November 1, 2006

It's going to be one of those days...

Today I am going golfing. Now that's no big deal if you are a golfer. In fact it could be one of those great and exciting golf days when you play your best game. But if you have golfed less than 5 times in your lifetime, well.....it could be....a humiliating experience or worse. I am told by golfers that one just needs to relax and and enjoy the experience. I guess one could do that if they didn't have to think about swinging and missing the ball on tee off. I am pretty sure I will be teed off before the day is over.

October 29, 2006

Amazing!!

This blog can't compare to a wonderful wife, great children or beautiful grandchildren. But if we are talking dogs, well...my dog can't compare. I must admit this 8 minute 32 second video got my attention. I was touched almost to tears. If you have 8 minutes and 32 seconds this may touch you too. Click link The Amazing Dog from Quinlin,Texas"

October 27, 2006

More beautiful grandchildren

I was out of town when my grandchildren came by, but Preacher's Wife was able to get a few pictures. I thought you would agree that these are very cute kids. They are doing well in school and are excited and looking forward to the holidays ahead.

October 23, 2006

What else can I do for you?

Preacher’s Wife informed me that her dad’s window air conditioner bit the dust last night at bedtime. I assured her that I thought she was competent and would have no trouble installing a new one. After all, she is one of the most gifted, talented women I know. She is good at everything she sets her mind too. She is a great daughter, wife, mother, grandmother, friend, nurse, cook, and seamstress. She actually is a Jill of all trades. Today I was going about my daily routine when she called and said she needed me to come home and help her take her dad for an unexpected visit to the doctor. Being the compliant husband and servant that I am, I rushed right home. On the way to the doctor she noticed she needed gas in her car, so being the southern gentleman I am, I got out and filled the tank using my weekly allowance. By the time we got home from the doctor I was feeling so good about being a humble servant that I installed the air conditioner for her. So at present I am at the top of her list.

October 18, 2006

So you moved it again....

You know I am low on blog material when I have to resort to writing about my older sister. She lives in an apartment at the back of our home. She is retired and has way to much time on her hands. I drop by to see her every week only to discover that she has rearranged the furniture again. You have to understand this apartment is only 1,000 sq. feet. There are only so many ways to arrange the furniture in that amount of space. I usually don’t stay long because she begins to tell me how much her back is hurting. Somehow she has not made the connection between moving furniture and her back always hurting. Please understand I could care less, but I am amazed at her creativity. I guess the upside of this is, if she is upstairs rearranging furniture she is not downstairs trying to rearrange my life.

October 15, 2006

Is she not the cutest thing?

Preacher's wife and I are blessed with five beautiful grandchildren. Our youngest granddaughter Lenzy has decided she wants to take gymnastics. She agreed to pose for me after one of her classes. Is she not the cutest thing?

October 9, 2006

The girls ride again...

Preacher's wife got home this morning. She made a trip last week to Kansas with a group of Sister's on the Fly. They camped, visited, got to know each other, and rode horses. She said she had a great time but probably wouldn't be intrested in that lengthy of a trip for awhile. Anyway, I am sure glad to have her home.

October 7, 2006

The Backporch


As you know one of my hobbies is photographing old country churches. Since I sold my motorcycle I haven't been diligent about looking for them. But I still enjoy taking pictures. Of course you can tell if you are a real photographer that it's more of a hobby than a vocation. I decided in between times of not having much to say on son of a preacher that I will post a photo or two. This is our backporch where preacher's wife and I sit and ....... sit.

October 5, 2006

I'm home for a while..

Well, I came home today to an empty house (except for Bo). He was happy to see me as usual. Preahers's wife called and said that she made it safely to her destination in Kansas. The trip was about 12 hours from San Antonio. She stopped in Ft. Worth to spend one night with our youngest daughter. She said she was having a great time, and for that I am thrilled. I am so pleased be be married to a creative, adventerous, independent lady. You probably notice I write a lot about Preacher's wife, but it's because Preacher's wife is Preacher's life.

October 2, 2006

On The Road Again...

Preacher's wife and I had a great weekend. I drove to the Rio Grande Valley on Friday morning and she flew in on Friday evening. We had dinner together and talked about her upcoming trip to Kansas. We spent the day together on Saturday and she flew back to San Antonio on Sunday morning. I think her wanting to fly to the Valley instead of drive may of had something to do with her upcoming trip to Kansas in her little trailer to meet up with some Sister's on the Fly. I have to say she is some kind of woman to pull her trailer for 14 hours to Kansas by herself. Honestly though, I really do like the fact that she loves adventure and is independent enough to function without me. Occassionally, I will say to myself, "she really doesn't need me," then I am reminded that I am the one who has to wash and clean her trailer before and after a trip. So I guess I really am needed.

September 28, 2006

Friends should be friends forever..

I received a call this week from a funeral director in Harlingen, Texas. He tracked me down and ask if I would be willing to conduct the service of a man he said I knew 30 year ago. It’s been a long time since I have done a funeral, but I agreed to do it. This man and his family brought back many wonderful memories from the past. It was in 1976 that my family and I moved to Combes, Texas where I would pastor my first church. Being very young we attracted many young families. Dayton and Hope visited the church and soon became Christians. I was privileged to baptize them and eventually baptize their children. I was sad to hear that he had died so young. So today I find myself thinking about friendships. Preacher's wife and I are blessed to have so many friends. I have decided it is good to: 1) Value them more. 2) Keep all my present ones. 3) Hopefully add others along the way. Maybe today it would be good to call a friend and show appreciation for the friendship. My prayers today are for Hope and the children, as well as for all the Whitis family.

September 26, 2006

Slowly making my way...

Well I am starting to find my way around as I work on this one particular website. Thanks to my web master in Houston who initially helped me get up and running. If you visit www.sonofapreacher (simply a blogspot template) but you have never been to our ministry website you might check it out at www.cficonnection. I have gone with Word Press because it seems to give one more control over the sight, especially if you are a novice. I will be getting a more colorful header in the near future, but until then, this works. So come and visit me at CFI CONNECTION.

September 20, 2006

Needing Professional Help


OK. I admit I need help in building websites. Preacher’s wife encouraged me to get a tutor. So I decided to take her advise. This is my youngest grandson Silas who is four, nearly five. He loves to sit with a computer in his lap. It has become obvious to me that the younger generation is much more adept at computer skills. My only fear in hiring him is negotiating the price. He is a real businessman who already knows that a quarter will not buy much. So it may cost me five dollars but it is cheaper than alimony.

September 19, 2006

www.com

Recently I decided that I wanted to learn how to build websites. So I made the commitment, got the necessary equipment and instructions and began the journey. I now feel like Moses in the wilderness leading the children of God out of Egypt. Well to be perfectly honest, I feel more like the children of Israel. I’ve crossed the Red Sea and it has closed behind me so I can’t get back to where things are familiar and I am comfortable. Today I have gone in circles. I have whined, complained, cried, and criticized about any and every little thing. I made progress only to delete, by accident, all my work and had to start over. I guess that is why they say in the web world the three main words are <SAVE, SAVE, SAVE!>. Preacher’s wife, who is a very committed person, suggested I repent and let go of my commitment. She says our staying married is more important than any old website. I didn’t realize it would come to that in such a short time. So for the time being, I have closed the laptop and gone downstairs to work on my marriage...

September 12, 2006

Rain: God's gift to grass...

I was doing some “deep thinking” while sitting in my “thinking chair” at my “thinking place.” It is amazing at what thoughts come to mind when you get still and quiet. Only the birds were chirping when my mind was filled with this thought, Rain: God’s gift to grass. We have been without rain in San Antonio for a quite awhile now, so I was thrilled when it began to rain several days ago. I had already received a warning from the city for watering my lawn on the wrong day. I had decided that it was more important that my lawn get watered than the few days I would have to sit in jail. That would just be a different place to do more thinking. The new front lawn had already cost me an arm and a leg, plus a sore back, so what is a few days in jail. It seemed better than putting another new lawn in. I hope you can appreciate my thought processes when you look at these before and after pictures of my grass. It is enough to make any good man want to sit in jail for a few days.

September 6, 2006

My love for neon signs

Someone mentioned my neon Budweiser sign over my new Outdoor/Patio Kitchen. Why would a preacher ever hang a neon beer sign on his patio wall? Since the subject has been brought up let me be totally honest. I not only have a neon Budweiser sign, but also a neon Michelob sign, and a neon Bud Lite sign on the other side of the patio. The answer is, I like neon signs. So until I find a “Praise the Lord“ or ”God Rules” neon sign I am stuck with these. Be on the look out for me. I can always use another neon sign.

September 3, 2006

She said it would add value to the house

When she said she had a great idea I should have known it would involve money and some manual labor on my part. I have to admit she has great ideas but she also has what experts call “Magical Thinking.” That is when someone consistently underestimates the amount of time it will take to get something done. She said, “how long do you think this will take you?” I knew she wanted it done before dark and she was ready for me to get moving toward Home Depot or Lowes. What we’re talking about is an outdoor kitchen. Well, being the good husband I am, I headed straight for Home Depot and had her outdoor kitchen personally installed before dark. She was quite impressed. She should be because I installed prefabricated cabinets, a formica countertop, a stainless steel sink and added an outdoor under the counter fridge. The cabinets only need painting now, and she said she would do it on Labor Day. We’ll see?

August 31, 2006

The Important Things In Life....

I mentioned to Preacher’s wife in passing the other day, how much we had spent on her little vintage trailer. Looking back that was not a smart thing to do. She reminded me of every little toy, gadget, ipod, and fancy cell phone I had ever owned. And if that wasn’t enough she took off about all the computers on my desk. I said, “wait a minute! I need every one of those. They are for my work.” You would have to know her, but she simply shook her head from side to side, didn’t say another word and walked away. If you think her response was her saying, you are right Ron, you need 3 computers on your desk for your job, well you would be wrong. Her silence and walking away meant she knew she was right and there was nothing else that needed to be said. I continued to protest loud and long but it didn’t get any response from her. That is just the way she is. I don’t know why I ever brought up the subject of her little trailer anyway.

August 25, 2006

Happy Trails


The cowgirl just finished loading a few last items in her wagon and pulled out this morning for Brownwood. It was her first Sisters on the Fly outing. I was happy for her. Well.... maybe I was happy for me. I am sitting here recovering from giving her trailer backing lessons which I failed miserably. But what really matters is she is happy. She called me on the phone a little while ago to tell me she had hooked up with the caravan of sisters at Johnson City. So happy trails to you my dear, until we meet again.

August 23, 2006

Lord, Help me not to holler...

Unless you just happened upon this blog you are well aware of Preacher’s wife’s new hobby of RVing in a vintage trailer meeting new friends and enjoying the outdoors. Other than working my tail off helping her get this trailer road worthy, I would say I am very pleased, though tired. For 37 years she has been a wonderful daughter, great wife, loving and caring mother, and faithful preacher’s wife. She was the one who was always in the background at church, raising our children, and taking care of our home. She never asked for anything for herself. She just made sure the children’s needs were met. I couldn’t ask for a better wife and friend. So when she said she wanted to get involved with Sisters on the Fly to travel and enjoy the outdoors, I said that is fine with me. This weekend is her first outing. She and a group of sisters are traveling to Brownwood, Texas. Today, I have one last big project maybe two if you consider getting tires put on the trailer a big project . The last project I am speaking about though is giving her BACKING lessons. We are going to the church parking lot to practice. I suggested the church parking lot because we will need all the help from above we can muster. Please pray!!! I will keep you posted.

August 20, 2006

I'll be back..

If anyone is wondering where I am. I am still around but just busy in the RGV. Preacher's wife and I came here for a wedding this weekend. I have preached more than usual this week which leaves little time for blogging. Have a great day.

August 17, 2006

Time Moves On

This weekend will be another one of those moments we all have when we realize we are not as young as we once were. Preacher's wife and I will be in the Rio Grande Valley where I will perform the wedding ceremony of Kelsey Johnson and Charlie Stocker. It seems just like yesterday that I conducted her dedication service to the Lord. Kelsey has grown into a beautiful young lady. Her husband Charlie is a good guy but he is getting one great gal. Congratulations Kelsey, Charlie.

August 15, 2006

The Law of Responsibility

As you may have noticed I haven’t had much to blog about for a few days, because I have been on the road and been busy. I leave again tomorrow but since I was working on my sermon for Sunday I decided to share some of my thoughts with you. The sermon is called the Law of Responsibility. It deals with the need to set boundaries for our lives. No one can do this for you. You have to be responsible and do it for yourself. And everybody needs to do it.

The words that primarily set the boundaries of our lives are YES and NO. Matthew 5:37 “But let your Yes be Yes, and your No, No. For whatever is more than these is from the evil one.” We as humans don’t like to say NO or hear NO but they are a must to live a sane life.

They are the words that commit us to something. They are the words that direct us and define us. We seem to have problems saying the right one at the right time. Often, we just give in to the pressure of the moment. Jesus taught that the correct use of these words is vital to human life. You and I must own responsibility for these words because we have this illusion we don’t really have a choice about the way our lives are running. If life is exhausting, unmanageable or out of control, it’s usually because of work, family, financial pressure, or our season of life. But the Bible teaches individual responsibility. You are responsible for your life – nobody else’s. You have enormous power – the power to say YES or NO.

There are times when we all want to say YES but we have to say NO. No one likes to hear the word NO. I have had to learn when people say NO, it is not rejection or even correction it is just someone taking responsibility for their lives.

This weekend I will discuss the four areas where we need clear boundaries: Friendships, Family, Work, and Spiritual boundaries....

August 10, 2006

Yesterday was a good day.

Every year I try to have a physical to some degree. Yesterday was the Big One. This year it included stress test, blood work-up, and a whole lot of other things that were not that exciting. Yet, I am excited because with the exception of a few pictures that need to come back from the lab, the doctor says everything looks real good. My children say I will probably live a long time because most ornery people do. I think they are right and to this I plead guilty.
My daddy always said, every day above ground was a good day. So yesterday was a good day and today is off to a great start. Phil and I leave for Albuquerque today for the weekend with Eddie and Mary Ann Howard. This is always an enjoyable trip. One, because they are such great people and great host. Two, because Albuquerque has little or no humidity. After the past few weeks in the Texas heat this sounds great to to me. So it looks like it will be a great weekend.

August 8, 2006

Hooray!!!!

I did it! I did it! It only took me 30 minutes....but I did it! THAT IS ONLY 15 minutes per eye, but I got them in.

August 7, 2006

Vanity, Vanity, all is Vanity...

I decided last week to get contact lenses. I thought I would look much younger without glasses. Preacher’s wife was out of town or she would have lit into me about vanity, and she also would have bestowed upon me some of her wisdom gained from wearing contacts for 40 years. But no, I had to have contacts, and I had to have them that day. Well, I have contacts now and I love them. And I do look younger if I say so myself. However, there is one problem. After I take them out, I can’t get them back in. My sister helped me for 30 minutes one morning and then I slept in them that night just to avoid asking for her help again. This morning Preacher’s wife worked with me for quite a while. I finally had to kneel in front of her while she put them in for me. I have been forewarned that we will not be doing this every morning. So I guess I will be practicing all day.

August 3, 2006

The end of the pictures..

OK, You've seen enough pictures of Maxine and are ready for me to get back to my charming, witty self. Right! Ha! Well, these are the last of the pictures. I thought I would give you a visit inside and one of Preacher's wife sitting outside with her all set up. I promise no more pictures.

August 2, 2006

Maxine all dressed up...

The transformation is coming along quite well as you can see below. We dropped Maxine off yesterday to get her decals put on. She really looks a lot better now. It is kinda like a woman with that many miles needs a lot of make-up. Preacher's wife said she would be hitting the road the end of August for Brownwood, Texas if things continue to progress.


August 1, 2006

Trailer Trash Transformation

The topic or heading Trailer Trash Transformation is not to be taken personally by anyone. The next few days will be dedicated to the transformation of Preacher’s wife vintage trailer. Tomorrow we take “Maxine” to Fast Signs to get her decals put on. The first phase of this inexpensive (ha! ha!) project was getting this 50 year old trailer painted. Now for the decals. Someone ask, “Why the name ‘Maxine’ for the trailer?” Maxine is the name of son of a preacher’s mother-in-law. Every mother-in-law ought to have a trailer named after her, don’t you think? To be real honest I hope preacher’s wife doesn’t put my picture on a vintage trailer after I am gone to remember me. Anyway, here is some pictures before and after paint. Later this week we will do before and after decals.

July 31, 2006

It's Monday again...

Well, it’s Monday again. Are you optimistic about your day, your week? Did I hear you say you didn’t want to go to work? What’s the problem? The same old boring routine, huh!

I don’t mean to be preachy, even though I am the son of a preacher, but I really want you to have a good week.

Here’s a lesson I’ve learned along the way: One of the most important tools in your “spiritual tool bag” is the ability to remain optimistic. There are other important tools to be sure … like passion, drive and focus. But without optimism, you’ll never get beyond where you are today.

Now optimism isn’t about denying reality. It’s not like there are no problems and challenges at home and work.

Webster’s Dictionary defines optimism as “an inclination to put the most favorable construction upon actions and events, or to anticipate the best possible outcome.”

Many people seem more adept at practicing dissatisfaction than optimism. They worry about money, complain about their spouse, their children, their job, and are always comparing themselves to others.

Try this: As you go about your day today, be aware of how you are responding to what is happening around you. Try making a conscious choice to respond, rather than just automatically react in your customary way. I also find it helpful to wear a smile and give it away to as many people as possible.

I wish it were simpler, but it really boils down to you and me making a choice.

Have a great day!

July 29, 2006

Where there is a will there is a way...

My vocation calls for me to travel. I do it and enjoy it throughly, but I prefer traveling with Preacher’s wife. There is something about being in love and married for 37 years that just makes traveling together more enjoyable. I do realize though that in a healthy marriage each person needs their own space from time to time. Preacher’s wife enjoys traveling with me, but there are times when just being alone at home while I am on the road makes her really happy. I can usually tell it when she is smiling as I pull away from the house. I think it has to do with not having to wait on me hand and foot, and getting to sleep in a big king size bed all by herself without having to hear me snore. But I always miss her and find it hard on the road getting to sleep without her next to me. Years ago someone suggested that I try shaving one of my legs and rubbing them together when I get into bed. Sure enough it worked! Now I immediately fall off to sleep every time. So the old saying, “where there is a will there is a way” is really true.

July 26, 2006

It's ok to say, "I don't know."

Jesus is asked 183 questions directly or indirectly in the four Gospels. Do you know that he only answered 3 of them forthrightly? The others he either ignored, kept silent about, asked them a question in return, changed the subject, told a story or gave a parable to make his point, told them it was the wrong question, revealed their insincerity or hypocrisy, made the exactly opposite point, or redirected the question elsewhere! Check it out for yourself. He himself asks 307 questions, which would seem to set a pattern for us to follow. Considering this, it is really rather amazing that we individually and the church corporately became an official answering machine. I am finding the older I get the more questions I have, and fewer pat answers. I do believe in some absolutes but they are fewer than what they once were.

July 25, 2006

The No-Good Grandpa...

Preacher’s wife invited Preacher’s Granddaughters over for a few days, so the house has been quiet interesting, I mean quite interesting. I was reminded again how little girls are so different from little boys. They have spent a lot of time in their bedroom together listening to music and talking girl stuff. At 7 p.m. last night they all ask me if i wanted to go play miniature golf. I said, “are you kidding the sun will be down in an hour and we are in a big city and must not go out after dark.” Everyone knows my bedtime is just before sundown. So I graciously declined. They didn’t seem to mind because they were ready to get out of the house. Well, I sat there in the quiet for a few moments and leaned back in my big recliner and sure enough as habit would have it, I fell asleep. There may be a few valid reasons that I am a good grandpa, but going out after dark is not one of them. My hat is off to all the good grandpas who can stay awake past 7 p.m. You are all heroes in my book.

July 24, 2006

Fun @ Work

So your job is not always fun, or it doesn’t always seem meaningful. I guess most months it pays, or helps pay the bills. Right!

There is a thought pattern in many Christians that implies that going to church is godly and spiritual, and going to work is a necessary evil.

Let me ask you to take two minutes and think about this job of yours that you have a love hate attitude toward. Think about the tasks involved, the people with whom you typically associate, the work environment, the product or service you provide. Think about what you like and don't like about it. And think about what you're doing in your place of work that matters the most.

That last one is kind of tricky. Many can rattle off their daily routine to anyone who asks. And they can talk for days about what they enjoy at work and what can be improved. But identifying what really matters in our work—what has lasting significance—is another question. Could it possibly be people and how they see God in you?

What should matter most in the Christian's work life is not always what matters to the world. It's not just the size of the paycheck, the impressiveness of the business card, or the prestige. Instead, when it comes to your job, what matters most is the extent of your Christ-like attitude and influence. This is what being a witness is all about.

Stop the presses! This is a new way of thinking, right? Probably not!

We both have been around long enough to know what is expected of us, how we are to think, talk and act, but we often grow tired in the everyday routine of life.

Maybe you've made some effort to apply your faith in the workplace, only to be repeatedly discouraged by the results. You may have even reached the point of concluding that real, enduring change is hopeless for you and your fellow employees.

So today you can give up and give in, or you can get up and dive in.

About 90% of life is in showing up and thinking right. The job, the day, the week will be what you think and make of it. “As a man thinks in his heart, so is he.”

Just a thought: Could walking into work today be as valuable of an experience with God as walking into church yesterday?

Fun @ Work? It could be if you saw it as a ministry and not just a job.

July 22, 2006

She is such a nice person...

Preacher’s wife is such a nice person. I guess after all the blogs I have written about her, I expected her to give a scathing rebuttal and tell what it’s really like living with son of a preacher. But being the person she is, she just gives a gracious thank you to our many friends and readers. If she ever starts her own blog though, I may be in real big trouble. The scripture says in Proverbs 18:17, “The first to present their case seems right, till another comes forward and questions (or answers) him.” She has soooooo much she could share about me. I am amazed I have escaped what she could say for so many years, 37 to be exact. To know her is to love her, and for all of you who do, you’ll agree, she is such a nice person. Having said all of this, I will probably not stop writing about her, because she is a bright light in my life. STAY TUNED FOR MORE!

July 21, 2006

A Word From Preacher's Wife

Many thanks to those of you who sent birthday greetings this week. It was a great couple of days. On the actual day we did some running around and then had a delicious dinner at "THE LODGE". When you are in San Antonio you must go to dinner there. We recently ate at a restaurant that is rated the top one in France, but we actually prefer the one just down the street in San Antonio. On Thursday we we went SHOPPING!!!!!!!!!! I got new boots and a new hat to wear when I take out my little trailer. I’m sure you will see pictures soon. The backing and hitching lessons begin in a couple of weeks and somehow I know it will be blog material as well. Son of a Preacher was gracious to let me write this little note, but I am going to have to get my own blog to write rebuttals to his. Thanks again.

July 20, 2006

Look! It's Super Dave

Preacher’s wife got a belated Birthday e-card from one of our spiritual sons. David Silva Jr. and his wife Heather live in Michigan. Dave is the Assistant News Director for a local network affiliate. I choose to withhold the information as to which affiliate. Just when I thought he had outgrown dressing in costumes we get this card with him appearing as Superman. I have to say he is one secure man to dress in all the costumes that I have seen him in. Thanks for remembering Preacher’s wife Dave. You made her day.

July 19, 2006

"THE LODGE"... one of her favorite places...

For all those interested, Preacher’s wife decided it would be nice to have brunch around 11 a.m. since we would be going to "THE LODGE" for dinner. So brunch it was. We then took our own “Parade of Homes Tour” in northwest San Antonio to see how rich people live. On the way home we stopped at a nursery to buy plants for the backyard of our little old house (which we are grateful for). Then it was home for our afternoon nap. You might want to click on the red link above to see the place she will be dining with her favorite man.

Today is her Birthday and I am all hers..

As previously mentioned, I set my alarm to awake me at midnight to wish Preacher’s wife a Happy Birthday, then went back to bed. I then got up early this morning and started this exciting day by letting her sleep in. While she slept in I took her car to get the tires rotated, balanced and the front end aligned. Will she ever be surprised when she gets up and finds out what I have done. I told her that I would be hers forever and TODAY. I will only do today what she wants. So, here I sit watching her pet her dog and play Sudoku. What a wife! What a life! I am so blessed. If she will allow me, I think I will take her to “THE LODGE” tonight to wine and dine her. She is one heck of a woman. So deserving of having her tires balanced and rotated, and a fine meal on her Birthday.

July 18, 2006

Consider wishing someone special a Happy Birthday

I haven’t forgotten that tomorrow is Preacher’s wife’s birthday. In fact I have set my alarm to wake up just before midnight tonight to wish her a Happy Birthday. She doesn’t usually come to bed until 1 a.m. so I will surprise her. You would help me make it a wonderful Birthday if you would leave a Birthday Greeting. Just click “comments” below. If you sign on as Anonymous leave your name so she will know who sent her the greeting. Thanks for helping me make this a special day for her.

July 15, 2006

I am determined to Remember...

I will never forget the year I forgot Preacher’s Wife’s birthday. There are several reasons I will never forget, but I will not go into that. I woke up that morning and the new computer came within the hour. I was like a kid with a new toy. I took it out of the box, set it up, tested it, and then began to read the manuals. The day passed and I did not come out of my office. Two days later my wife showed me her new pair of fuzzy slippers she had gotten from our youngest daughter. I made some smart remark about our daughter always sending things to her to keep on her good side. Then she informed that they were sent for her birthday. I said, “BIRTHDAY?” Yes, “BIRTHDAY!” And then it hit me, I had forgotten her birthday. I don’t remember which birthday it was, it really doesn’t matter. What matters now is that I must never forget another one. I have my computer calendar set to remind me. As a backup I have sticky notes posted. But what I know I can count on is my youngest daughter calling to remind me to remember. So here I sit all excited four days before the big celebration unable to concentrate on anything else, lest I forget.

July 12, 2006

I fished all day and caught nothing. She fished all night and caught everything.

This past weekend I preached 3 times on Sunday. By 8:00 p.m. on Sunday I was exhausted. I wanted to go to bed, but no, Preacher’s wife decided she wanted to go fishing in the bay at Arroyo CIty. So guess what we did? We, or shall I say she, went fishing. I tagged along to bait her hook and retrieve her catch. I don’t know what it is with her but every time she cast she brought in a fish. I was very busy. For over 3 hours I kept baiting and retrieving. We got home and got in bed at 3 a.m. She was so pleased. Of course I was tired, but pleased that she was pleased, since I live to please her.

July 7, 2006

Sister Anne getting ready to fly

About 8 months ago Preacher’s wife joined a group of ladies who caravan in small vintage trailers they buy and fix up. They call themselves Sisters on the Fly. They camp, fly fish, visit dude ranches, ride horses and just have a good time. Well, she wouldn’t be happy until she found her a trailer. So we made a trip to Springfield Missouri to buy this 47 year old trailer. Now for the last 3 months she has been repairing the inside as well as having the outside painted. Presently, she is waiting for the decals and then she will be ready to go on her first outing. I thought I would post the before and after trailer.

July 3, 2006

Let the CELEBRATION begin!!!

Happy Birthday to my good friend Ron Hibbert. Ron was born in England and resides outside of London in nice place called Watford. Ron was born on July 4 therefore, I will never forget his birthday.

July 1, 2006

Oh how I miss the London Daily Mail

While Preacher’s wife and I we were in London and France, I became addicted to the London Daily Mail. I don’t know what it was about that daily newspaper that caused me to get hooked. Maybe it was all the big color pictures or maybe it was the bizarre stories about peoples lives. Anyway, I just loved reading that paper. My English friend said it was because of all the WAG news. Now before you read something into this let me explain. “WAGS” simply stands for “Wives and Girlfriends“ of their soccer (football) players. Since the 2006 World Cup was in full swing I enjoyed reading about how these rich, spoiled young wives and girlfriends spent their husband’s and boyfriend’s money. One of well-known players wives was not allowed to travel on a well-known airline because of her outlandish conduct. So what did she do? She chartered a private jet one way from England to Germany for 20 thousand British pounds. I thought, ”I wish it was where Preacher’s wife could spend that much money at the drop of a hat.“ But since it is not,and I didn’t want her getting any ideas, I just made sure the London Daily Mail didn’t get delivered to her.

June 29, 2006

Men can win by simply following instructions

You know how I love preacher’s wife! Right? Well, she let me know that my previous blog template was not easy to read. She said black was a nice background color for all my pictures, but reading white on black was very very difficult. You know me, Right? The one who is so open and teachable. So I said, “what in the world are you talking about?” She went silent, continued on with what she was doing and never said another word about it. I wanted to continue the conversation by defending and explaining my choice of colors. Not her. She had said all she was going to say. I guess you have noticed by now that the template is no longer black and white. She wins again with few words, without even trying. Remember, I wrote in my last post about good and bad influences. I warned everyone to be careful about who you associate with, because somebody would end up influencing somebody. Well, now you know. Her good influence has rubbed off on me again. Thanks darling. It’s so nice to be talking with you again.

June 25, 2006

Good and Bad Influences

This is my story and I hope you will learn from it. Many years ago I began traveling overseas spending a great deal of time in England on my way to and from Africa and Eastern Europe. In the process I met many wonderful people who were insightful and very helpful and taught me a great deal about being more effective in my call and vocation. Before I knew it I was talking different. Oh, I still retained my accent but I was using words and phrases like, “checking my diary for an open date” rather than just saying “I will take a look at my calendar” or “going on holiday together” rather than saying “let’s take our vacation together”. On one occasion my friend ask me if I was a tad peckish? I was a little put off by the question because I thought my peckish tendencies were such a personal and private thing and really none of his business. I found out that he just wanted to know if I was hungry. Then I began to eat with my fork upside down in my left hand while holding a knife in my right hand and pushing green peas up on my fork. I am telling you that this influence was so subtle. Even though most of my words still have two or three syllables, it became obvious that I had been messed or tampered with as we would say in Texas. The lesson here is it’s important who you associate with, because somebody is going to influence somebody. Another reason I know I have been messed with is because I am sitting here in the Bible belt on Sunday morning having gone to church Saturday night because I am all excited about watching England play Ecuador in football, when really I know deep in my heart it is nothing more than a game of soccer.

June 22, 2006

Sleepless in San Antoino

As if my sleeping habits aren’t weird enough, when jet lag is added you have one totally screwed up person. I only use the word ‘weird’ concerning my sleeping habits because most of my friends think going to bed at 7 p.m. is weird. You call it what you will, I simply call it the end of my day. I have yet to understand Preacher’s Wife, and pretty much women in general. On those rare occasions when I have stayed up late, I heard Preacher’s Wife say, “I am going to get ready for bed.” I thought, you mean get ready like you do when we are going out. What do you mean get ready for bed? Forty-five minutes later, she floats to the bed. Mind you, I have only been awake a few times to observe this ritual. I have never gotten ready for bed in my life. I simply sit on the side of my bed, sometimes I even take my clothes off, and then lay back and I’m gone. THAT SIMPLE! So what is this getting ready for bed stuff?

June 18, 2006

London via St. Tropez on the French Riviera


Preacher's wife has not traveled abroad with me for almost 5 years. I decided that on the next ministry trip overseas I would take her and we would spend a week together in some far away romantic place. So it was St. Tropez. We had a great ministry trip but also a great time together. If you are interested in seeing our photos you can click on this link Our Pictures of France

June 17, 2006

Guess where we have been...

Well we are back and I will tell you more about it after a good night's sleep. Just a hint... Where we are staying tonight, the bridge isn't really falling down.

May 31, 2006

Every man needs a good wife...

Preacher’s wife and I have been busy the past couple of days getting ready as well as entertaining my pastor friends from different parts of the country. A couple of times a year we all gather here in San Antonio for a little R and R. We both enjoy it, even though Preacher’s wife gets pretty worn out because she is such a great hostess. She puts her dad to bed at 1 a.m. and then grabs a few hours sleep and then is up at 5:30 a.m. preparing food for breakfast. She is one “ low maintenance” “high impact” lady. After all her hard work this week I told her if she wanted to she could wait until tomorrow to mow the lawn.

May 26, 2006

GOD'S WRATH???

As I stated in my last post, Preacher’s wife and I went to see the Da Vinci Code. We had an enjoyable time seeing a well made movie with one of our favorite actors, Tom Hanks. When we came out of the movie theater we discovered that my truck had been broken in to. I gave it a quick once over and found that my Treo 650 cell phone, that was left over the visor, was missing and then on to the console where my Roadmate 700 Magellan was missing. I think all told about $1600.00 worth of stuff was gone. What ticked me off the most was a set of keys to my RV was taken. I find it strange how different things affect different people. I was actually very calm and Preacher’s wife, who is normally calm, was having a fit. She took her phone and called my number and left a voice mail that even I hope the thieves don’t retrieve. To top it all off, when I got home my good friend Rick called and said the reason I was having this trouble was because I went to a heretical movie. So I asked what was the reason that he was home for two days waiting for a service man to repair his well pump, and why were armadillos destroying his flower beds. He could not answer the question, but only replied that he would probably go see the movie too since he wasn’t any better off than I was.

May 25, 2006

The Da Vinci Code

Yes, Preacher's wife and I saw the movie. I also read a blog of one of my friends that I tend to agree with. I thought you might be interested in how some other Christians think.

My friend writes:
I’ve read the Da Vinci Code. I plan on seeing the movie, which I hear is better than the book. I liked the book. It was a fun read.

I have no interest in discussing Dan Brown’s scholarship or lack thereof. Anyone who paid attention in seminary has heard of these extra-biblical sources and knows that Mr. Brown’s book is an adventure story and not a biblical or historical treatise. The Da Vinci Code has roughly the same relationship to biblical and church history that James Bond has to the world of secret agents. And hey, what’s wrong with that? It’s a good read. Like a Clancy novel.

I’m interested in two larger issues that this whole Da Vinci Code debacle has brought to my mind. The first is interesting, but the second is more important.

First, when will religious groups finally figure out that publicly denouncing a book or a movie is the surest way to guarantee its success? Religious people never seem to understand that the world is filled with people who do the exact opposite of whatever they suggest. Hell, I'm one of those people myself. If I hear that church people hate a movie, I'm in line for tickets on opening day. Has the Church forgotten Salman Rushdie? Would any of us know that name if he hadn’t been condemned by the Muslims? Has the Church forgotten Martin Scorcese’s movie, “The Last Temptation of Christ?” In that case, the Church in America single-handedly turned a mediocre movie into a blockbuster hit.

Nice move Church. Perhaps you should have added some basic chess lessons to your seminary curriculum.

But whatever. If the Church wants to make a lot of money for Dan Brown and Ron Howard, what do I care? Both the book and the movie will be off the radar in a few months. Nothing will have changed.

The second thing I’d like to mention is more important for the Church to consider. Christianity is a major, world-wide religion. It is 2000 years old and is the largest common expression of spirituality in the history of humanity. Does the Christian Church really need to worry about a book and a movie? These things are here today and gone tomorrow, almost literally. The Christian Church has withstood the Roman Empire, medieval Christianity, and the Age of Enlightenment. Somehow the Church even manages to survive its most dangerous challenge - scandal, decadence, and corruption within its ranks. Will Dan Brown now topple us?

I understand a carefully worded response to scholarly inaccuracies, but I don't understand the anger, the outrage, and the hoopla. Anything more than a gentle, factual correction is as silly as if George Bush were to show up at Patooka Elementary School with the secret service because a 4th grader said something mean about him. It's as silly as if Ron Howard and Tom Hanks were to show up at my door, screaming at me for lifting a Da Vinci Code graphic from their website. Why would they bother? What threat am I to them?

The best and only appropriate response for the Church is to be about the business of the Church. Don't we have, I don't know, CHURCH things to be doing? Or even better, human things to be doing? If our love of humanity was as radical as Jesus called it to be, then we would never have to say a word.

In my mind, every time the Church responds to something like this with angry words, it is a bold indictment of our lack of active love, and therefore lack of relevance in this world.

May 22, 2006

Goodbye Friend


Well, I am finally saying goodbye to my motorcycle. Preacher’s wife and I had a talk and we decided it was time for me to say goodbye to my neglected friend. I bought her in August of 2004 during what some said was my mid-life crisis. If that was a mid-life crisis it wasn’t too bad. Some of my friends left their wives and families during theirs. I simply bought a big expensive toy that I didn’t need. I would ride off during the day but always came home to my wife at night. In light of what a mid-life crisis cost my friends (alimony and child support) I got by pretty cheap. Plus, I still have my life to show for it. Preacher’s wife and the Lord both let me live. I have many wonderful memories of our times together riding through the hill country of Texas. I will always treasure those memories. Now, I must move on to setting up and tearing down camp at RV parks. So now I bid farewell by saying, “So long friend. You were enjoyable and good to me.”

May 18, 2006

The final chapter...

Hopefully, I am writing the last chapter of “The Saga Of Our New Residents”. I boarded up the hole in the attic where the raccoons were living. I had hired Critter Control to help me vacate the attic at 70 bucks a critter, plus the initiation fee of $199.00 (of course that included the first critter). The total bill was a little over $500.00. Having now refinanced and gotten a home improvement loan to close all future possible points of entry I feel a little better, at least I am sleeping better. There is nothing that compares to the sound of two 30-pound raccoons in your attic fighting, playing tennis, making love, or whatever they were doing. Preacher’s wife said last night that today is the day I work on the roof, so I am up early ready to bring loads of joy to her heart. There is nothing quite like the feeling of being a submissive husband unless it is getting rid of critters from ones attic.

May 17, 2006

So what is new...

Quite often people ask me what I am reading. So I have placed my most current reading list at the bottom of my blog below the old church pictures for those of you who are interested.

May 11, 2006

Did you spell Albuquerque correctly?

Preacher's wife had never been to the top of the Sandia Mountains, so we took a tram to the top and had dinner at the High Finance Restaurant. We had a wonderful time. I thought I would post a few pictures to allow you to see the beauty of Albuquerque and New Mexico. (Top:) Sandia Peak Tram (Center:) Sandias from the top (Bottom:) Albuquerque at night from 10,000 feet

May 10, 2006

Can you spell Albuquerque?

Preacher's wife and I flew out to Albuquerque last Friday. It was past time for our visit to the CFI church we oversee here. Pastor Eddie Howard and I have been in relationship for almost 20 years. He and his wife Mary Ann are such good friends. I will post some pictures in a day or two. We are having a great time catching up on old times.

May 4, 2006

Raccoon Relocation

For those following the saga of new residents, the score now stands at raccoons 4, and opossums 0. I may go broke supporting the raccoon relocation program. Did you know it cost $70.00 to relocate one raccoon. We think there may be at least one if not two or three more snooping around. If anyone would like to relocate a raccoon in honor or memory of someone, please let me know.

May 3, 2006

What a catch!

Well, as I stated, I called Critter Control. I thought I had possums but my catch proved me wrong. It was raccoons. When I awoke this morning and climbed on the roof both my traps had a raccoon in it. One of them weighed almost 30 lbs. No wonder it sounded like a thunderstorm in the attic. Anyway, the critter man took them away and reset the traps. If nothing breaks the barrier in a couple days and we have no new catches, I can seal up the house and hopefully be through with critters in the attic.

May 1, 2006

I give up!!!

I am not a quitter. Ask anyone who knows me. But I am tired of dealing with possums. I was told to put lights in the attic and keep a radio playing all the time. This would make them uncomfortable and they would eventually leave. So, I put the only lights I had, which were not that bright, but they were lights. I also put a radio there with some Frank Sinatra playing. I thought based on the instruction I was given that this was doing something that would eventually eliminate these critters from my attic. The only thing I didn’t do was put out some wine. Obviously, I created the mood for romance with the lights and music. I am convinced they are starting to breed. The noise is horrendous. I give up! I am calling Critter Control.

April 28, 2006

The saga of our new residents

Many of you know Preacher’s wife and I take in house guests. Her father lives in the garage and my sister lives in an upstairs apartment. We now have a new family that has moved in. It’s a family of opossums. Somehow they found a small opening somewhere and made their way in. They seem to have set up housekeeping in the attic and have become very comfortable living off of us. Every morning I hear them coming home from a night on the prowl as I am getting up. I have never heard so much noise in my life. Yesterday I called the wild animal control center to ask for their wisdom on how to get rid of these noisy critters. The nice lady I talked to immediately gave me hope and confidence that I could do the job. She had this Australian accent like Steve the Crocodile Hunter on the Discovery Channel. I just knew by her accent that she knew what she was talking about. She said I needed to take an old bed sheet and rip it into long strips, then tie each strip in a ball and soak them in ammonia, then throw a few in the attic every day. As well, I should put a radio with music playing and leave a light burning up there all the time. Except for the ammonia, it sounded to me like I would be helping them set up house. Anyway, today I begin this process. I feel a little stupid doing this, but I am trusting her Australian accent and the fact that she is employed at the wild animal control center surely means she knows what she is talking about.

April 26, 2006

I'm Home!!!!!!

I just returned from Paris (Texas that is) where I spent the weekend visiting one of our CFI churches. I always enjoy spending time with Paul and Susan Dearinger. The church is doing well and new people are being added on a regular basis. I left Monday morning and flew to Houston to be with more good friends. Come to think of it ,I am so blessed with good friends. Ernie and Lyn Fritzpatrick pastor LRC in northwest Houston. They have a great church that is always reaching out to their community. It was my first time ever to go to church for a wine auction. I actually enjoyed myself. It was somewhat refreshing drinking wine in church rather than grape juice. The wine auction was for a very good cause. Rather than me explain the cause, you might visit Cultureshapers. While I love the community of believers called the church, I really have a passion to see the Kingdom of God extended throughout our world. I am glad to a part of such a church.

April 18, 2006

Stonewall here I come...

Well, today Preacher’s wife is dragging me out to Stonewall, Texas to see all her Sisters on the Fly trailers. She and a friend have actually joined up and are officially members of this organization. I guess I don’t mind her being a member as long as I don’t have to spend the rest of my life backing her trailer. In fact, I told her I would take her to the Wal-Mart parking lot with some orange cones and teach her how to back. She didn’t seem to excited about going to Wal-Mart for this purpose. What is it about Wal-Mart and women? I guess I will never know! I did tell her not long ago that I wanted to be buried outside of Wal-Mart, that way I knew she would come and visit me every day.

April 11, 2006

Maxine is her name...

Since preacher’s wife has joined Sisters on the Fly she has kept me pretty busy getting her vintage trailer (we are talking really vintage-like a 1959 10 ft. Cub) in shape to travel. She is really giving me plenty of blog fodder. I told her, in a nice way of course, I thought it was dumb to pull around something that old and that rattles. She curtly replied that she had been pulling me around for 37 years so what’s the big deal. I guess I should have worded it a little different. Anyway, I guess I am stuck with Maxine. That is what she named her trailer. I can understand naming a dog or a cat, but naming a trailer. Oh well, I will keep my mouth shut for now.

April 9, 2006

One great big caring family...

I don't know about your family, but ours is just one great big caring bunch. We call, write, e-mail, text message... anything to stay in touch. If you believe that, I have a nice ocean front lot in Phoenix for sale. My niece Kelly Gregory and her husband David live in Piggott, Arkansas. That is pronounced pig-it. Anyway, Kelly called last week after the spree of tornados made an unwanted visit to their area. She said after a few days had passed she thought she should call to say they were OK just in case anyone in her family even cared about their well-being. I guess it just never dawned on me that a tornado could find Piggott, AK.

April 5, 2006

They call themselves...Sisters on the Fly

It all started when we purchased a 5th wheeler. I wanted to read about RV living so I bought the March 2006 issue of Trailer Life. The cover read COWGIRL POWER. It’s about an organization made up of women called Sisters on the Fly. They all own small vintage (1950 and 1960) trailers. They decorate and furnish their trailers with their husband’s money, then leave home without him to go off caravanning. They fly fish in Montana, stay on a horse ranch in Colorado, as well as enjoy the Hill country of Texas. They seem to be fun loving, independent women who enjoy getting together and showing off their trailers by caravanning and camping. I am still doing research on them. I just hope they all love and admire their husbands. Preacher’s wife got all excited about becoming one of the sisters. This seemed a little out of character for her, but she is a fun loving, independent woman. I really love and admire that about her. She is not afraid to hook up a trailer and take off down the road. I am thinking if she gets real good at this she can set up our 5th wheeler every time we travel together and pull into a RV park. You might want to check out www.sistersonthefly.com.