My FIRST blog. (original)

Hello and welcome to my first blog. I am not much of a writer. As a matter of fact, I don't like to write at all, but my buddy Jimmy told me I should start one of these things. And since Jimmy is never wrong, just ask him, I figured I would take his advice and at least give it a shot.


Any way, I would like to get one thing straight from the get go. I would like to apologize to anyone I have offended with the name of my Blogspot. I know there is someone out there who thinks the word "idiot" is politically incorrect. I did not mean it like, "a village who has lost an idiot" or "look at that idiot driving 35 in the fast lane." I also did not mean it like I was stupid. One time, my very good friend Jimmy and I took an IQ test that was being televised and I think I scored a 138 and Jimmy scored a 139, he cheated. Jimmy told me a genius has an IQ score of 145. So, I am almost sure I am not challenged in that area. I meant it like an idiot who is a goofball or is zany. That's me, a big ole zany goofball. A big ole goofball who will do almost anything for God. Especially, if it has anything to do with a youth group, teenagers, or a high school Sunday School class. What do I mean, you ask. Well for example, a couple of years ago I went on a mission trip to Savannah on a project called World Changers. World Changers sends teenagers into a area where, let's just say, that is less fortunate than others. People who cannot afford to have repairs done to their houses. These teenagers volunteer a week to work in the hot blazing sun, roofing, painting and repairing houses. In their spare time they talk to people about Christ and what he can do for them. My job during that week was to encourage my small group of teens. What better way than to let them paint my head with house paint. That's right, HEAD, not face, but head. Hair and all! Now many of you would say,"Yeah, I can see where you are an idiot." Well, like I said, I am a goofball. I still have people from that group who keep in touch with me. They may not remember the person who's house they painted, the not-so-good food they ate, or the hard floors they slept on, but they still talk about the guy who took a week off of work just to be with them for a week, encouraged them and let them paint his head. Let me assure you of one thing, I am not telling you this story to brag. I am telling you this story as a testimony, because God used me that week to show kids you do not have to be a stuffed shirt to be a Christian. You can have fun and walk around town with gray, red, and white paint in your hair. And believe me, it was not easy to get that stuff out, but it was all worth it.

In conclusion, I would like to say I apologize for for the other word in the name of my Blogspot, GOD. But I am not going to, God is the reason why I am writing these Blogs. I just figured out what I am going to start writing about. I am going to share my stories of the fun things Christians do. I guess Jimmy was right, AGAIN, I do need to start one of these things.

God Bless,
Joe

My FIRST blog. (original)