Being a Christian in today's world is very hard. But do not let that scare you, anything worthwhile is worth working for. Being a Christian can be hard but it can also be fun. That is my objective, through my own stories, stories of my friends and a lot of plagiarism (Just kidding, only a little plagiarism.), I am going to show that you can be a Christian and still have fun!

the most wasted of all days is one without
laughter - e e cummings

Friday, May 27, 2005

  I just don't know.

Posted by HelloI love this picture! I just don't know what to title this post. What do you guys think?

I am planning on taking my oldest son fishing sometime this weekend. I was just wondering if I can get this guy to build me a two seater?

Have a Great Memorial Day weekend!


I just don't know.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

  Encourage one another!

The other day a friend of mine sent me this story. I know we all need a bit of encouragement every once in a while. As a matter of fact, I see people needing encouragement just by reading their blogs. So here is a little story that kind of puts it all into perspective.

A Mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and is wife opening a package. "What food might this contain?" He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning. "There Is a mousetrap in the house!; there is a mousetrap in the house!" The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it." The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house." The pig sympathized but said, "I am so very sorry Mr. Mouse, But there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured that you are in my prayers." The mouse turned to the cow. She said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you. But it's no skin off my nose."

So the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone. That very night a sound was heard throughout the house like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness she did not see that it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife.

The farmer rushed her to the hospital and she returned home with a fever. Now everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient. But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. The farmer's wife did not get well. She died; And so many people came for her funeral the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.

So next time you hear that someone is facing a problem and think that it doesn't concern you, remember that when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. In the book of Genesis, Cain said about Able his brother to our God: "Am I my brother's keeper?" We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and be willing to make that extra effort to encourage one another.

Author Unknown

I hope this helps. And remember, "Don't tell God how big your storms are, tell your storms how big your God is!" God bless, Joe

Encourage one another!

Sunday, May 22, 2005

  More guy stuff.

A few bloggers out there have really enjoyed the post about the "Guy Rules" I found and posted a few weeks ago. I have found something almost as humorous.

Why guys are (justifiably) proud of themselves.

1. We know stuff about tanks.
2. We can open all our own jars.
3. We can go to the bathroom without a "support group".
4. We don't have to learn to spell a new last name.
5. We can leave a hotel bed unmade.
6. We can kill our own food.
7. We get extra credit for the slightest act of kindness.
8. Wedding plans take care of themselves.
9. A 5 day trip requires only one suitcase.
10. If someone forgets to invite us to something they can still be our friend.
11. Underwear is $10 a 3-pack.
12. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
13. We don't have to clean the house if the meter reader is coming.
14. We can sit quietly and watch a game with a friend for hours without thinking, "he must be mad at me".
15. Grey hair and wrinkles add character.
16. We can drop by and see a friend without having to bring a little gift.
17. If another guy shows up at a party in the same outfit you might just become lifelong friends.
18. Your pals never trap you with: "So, notice anything different?"
19. We are not expected to know the names of more than 5 colors.
20. We are totally unable to see wrinkles in our clothes.
21. We The same hairstyle lasts for years... maybe decades.
22. We don't have to shave below the neck.
23. Our belly usually hides our big hips.
24. One wallet, One pair of shoes, one color, all seasons.
25. We can do our nails with a pocketknife.
26. We have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
27. Christmas shopping can be accomplished for 25 people on the day before Christmas and in 45 minutes.

Author Unknown

Please believe me when I tell you, I believe God has His own rules for men and women. This post is only a joke.

The comments posted here are not the thoughts and views of the management. (My wife made me include this disclaimer.)

I hope you have enjoyed these as much as I have. Have a great day.

God bless, Joe

More guy stuff.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

  God bless us all.

Posted by Hello
I found this picture on, it is a real picture and has not been touched up.

I do not care what country you are from, if you like neat things, this is a cool picture. You can find God in everything.

"Don't tell God how big your storms are, tell the storms how big your God is."
God bless,

God bless us all.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

  Dad, do you love me?

Posted by Hello
This is my youngest son, Zack. Lately he has been on a kick of asking me questions. Actually, he has been asking me two specific questions, "Dad, are you my friend?" (I have no idea where that question came from, but I like it.) And my favorite, "Daddy, do you love me?" Which my answer to both questions is, "Yes!" Then 30 seconds later, he asks me again, "Dad, do you love me?" And I tell him once again, "Man, you know I love you." Then 43 seconds later he asks, "Dad, do you love me?" That is when I stop doing what I am doing and look into those cute little eyes and say, "Buddy, you are my friend and I will always love you." That pacifies him for about seven and 1/2 minutes, then it starts all over again. Man, I really love that game.

The other day, after our game, I thought to myself, man this sounds very familiar. That's when a small little voice speaks to me, "Joe, do you love Me?" I knew right away where it came from, "Yes, Lord I love You." "Then why don't you read your Bible like you should?" I sit quietly, then I go back to playing on the computer. Later I hear it again, "Joe, are you my friend?" Lord, you know you are my friend." "Then why don't you spend some quiet time with me?" Feeling a little guilty, I go back to watching my favorite TV show. Then I heard it one more time, "Joe, do you love me?" This time it was a lot more clear and I could actually sense God's Holy Spirit. And at that time I realized where I had heard the story before.

John 21:15-17
When they had finished eating, Jesus said to Simon Peter, "Simon son of John, do you truly love me more than these?" "Yes, Lord," he said, "you know that I love you." Jesus said, "Feed my lambs."
Again Jesus said, "Simon son of John, do you truly love me?" He answered, "Yes, Lord, you know that I love you." Jesus said, "Take care of my sheep."
The third time he said to him, "Simon son of John, do you love me?" Peter was hurt because Jesus asked him the third time, "Do you love me?" He said, "Lord, you know all things; you know that I love you." Jesus said, "Feed my sheep."

With tears in my eyes I said, "Lord, I get it! I am sorry for not showing my love for You like I should. I love you Lord, please forgive me of all my sins. I am not perfect, but I will try to do better."

I hope God continues to talk to me like he did that day. It was pretty cool and eye opening. I hope everyone one, at least once in their lives, has an experience like that.

It is funny how God sometimes talks to us. There are times when it is a still small voice. Then there are times when God smacks you in the head and says, "Wake up boy (or girl), I am trying to tell you something." All I can say, always keep your ears, eyes and heart open. God will talk to you. It is up to you to listen and obey Him.

Remember, don't tell God how big your storms are, tell your storms how big your God is.
God bless,

Dad, do you love me?

Saturday, May 14, 2005

  Eye of God.

Posted by Hello
I verified this through and it is a real picture taken by NASA. They call it "The Eye of God." Just thought some of you may like to see it. I think it is very cool.

God bless,

Eye of God.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

  My lawyer.

I know a lot of you have probably read this before, but I like it and I feel it needs repeating.

After living what I felt was a "decent" life, my time on earth came to the end.

The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a court house.

The doors opened and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table.

As I looked around I saw the "prosecutor." He was a villainous looking gent who snarled as he stared at me. He definitely was the most evil person I have ever seen.

I sat down and looked to my left and there sat My Attorney, a kind and gentle looking man whose appearance seemed so familiar to me, I felt I knew Him.

The corner door flew open and there appeared the Judge in full flowing robes. He commanded an awesome presence as He moved across the room I couldn't take my eyes off of Him. As He took His seat behind the bench, He said, "Let us begin."

The prosecutor rose and said, "My name is Satan and I am here to show you why this man belongs in hell." He proceeded to tell of lies that I told, things that I stole, and in the past when I cheated others. Satan told of other horrible perversions that were once in my life and the more he spoke, the further down in my seat I sank. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't look at anyone, even my own Attorney, as the Devil told of sins that even I had completely forgotten about. As upset as I was at Satan for telling all these things about me, I was equally upset at My Attorney who sat there silently not offering any form of defense at all. I know I had been guilty of those things, but I had done some good in my life - couldn't hat at least equal out part of the harm I'd done? Satan finished with a fury and said, "This man belongs in hell, he is guilty of all that I have charged and there is not a person who can prove otherwise."

When it was His turn, My Attorney first asked if He might approach the bench. The Judge allowed this over the strong objection of Satan, and beckoned Him to come forward.
As He got up and started walking, I was able to see Him in His full splendor and majesty.
I realized why He seemed so familiar; this was Jesus representing me, my Lord and my Savior.

He stopped at the bench and softly said to the Judge, "Hi, Dad," and then He turned to address the court. "Satan was correct in saying that this man had sinned, I won't deny any of these allegations. And, yes, the wage of sin is death, and this man deserves to be punished." Jesus took a deep breath and turned to His Father with outstretched arms and proclaimed, "However, I died on the cross so that this person might have eternal life and he has accepted Me as his Savior, so he is Mine. " My Lord continued with, "His name is written in the book of life and no one can snatch him from Me. Satan still does not understand yet. This man is not to be given justice, but rather mercy."

As Jesus sat down He quietly paused, looked at His Father and said, "There is nothing else that needs to be done.

I've done it all."

The Judge lifted His mighty hand and slammed the gavel down. The following words bellowed from His lips..

"This man is free."

"The penalty for him has already been paid in full. Case dismissed."

As my Lord led me away, I could hear Satan ranting and raving,
"I won't give up, I will win the next one." I asked Jesus as He gave me my instructions where to go next, "Have you ever lost a case?"

Christ lovingly smiled and said, "Everyone that has come to Me and asked Me to represent them has received the same verdict as you,

~Paid In Full~

Author Unknown

I love this quote:

"Don't tell God how big your storm is. Tell the storm how big your God is."

God Bless,

My lawyer.

Monday, May 09, 2005

  Guy Rules.

I am sorry, I know my last post made everyone cry, including myself, so here is one I hope will make everyone chuckle (especially the guys.)

My church co-ed softball team is always sending messages to each other about who is best, guys or gals, so I have decided to post something I found a long time ago. Please take this for what it is worth. (It's a joke people, come on!)

We always hear "the rules" from the female side. Now here are the rules from the male side. Finally!! So these are OUR rules!

Please note... these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!

1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. You can handle it. We need it up, you need it down. you don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

1. Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon. Let it be.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

1. Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothings wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.

1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.

1. You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. ROUND is a shape.

1. Thank you for reading this; Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight, but did you know men really don't mind that, it's like camping.

Author Unknown (I think he is in hiding.)

Have a great day,

Guy Rules.

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

  Firemen are the best!

AWESOME...This is a true story... Stop telling God how big your storm is. Instead tell your storm how big your GOD is.

In Phoenix, Arizona, a 26-year-old mother stared down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no longer possible.

The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son's dreams to come true. She took her son's hand and asked, "Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up? Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?"

Mommy, "I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up." Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can make your wish come true."

Later that day she went to her local fire department in Phoenix, Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix. She explained her son's final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her 6- year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine.

Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than that. If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning, we'll make him An honorary fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat-not a toy one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department. They're all manufactured right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast."

Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his fire uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines, the paramedic's van, and even the fire chief's car.

He was also videotaped for the local news program. Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.

One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in the hospice concept that no one should die alone, began to call the family members to the hospital. Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition.

The chief replied, "We can do better than that. We'll be there in 5 minutes. Will you please do me a favor? When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire? It's just the fire department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And will you open the window to his room?" About 5 minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window. Sixteen firefighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room.

With his mother's permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they loved him. With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said, "Chief, am I really a fireman now?" "Billy, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand," the chief said.

With those words, Billy smiled and said, "I know, He's been holding my hand all day, and the angels have been singing." He closed his eyes one last time.

This story always gets to me. I have a soft spot in my heart for kids and for firemen. If you have been reading any of my blog, you know why I have a soft spot for kids. They are our future and I feel God has given me a gift to deal with them.

As for firemen, I used to be a volunteer fireman. I have a lot of friends from those days as a firemen. You become close, like brothers, you put your life in their hands everyday. Speaking of which my brother Tim, is a fireman and a youth pastor. He kind of feels the say way I do about firemen and youth. I am here to tell you I have no doubt that this story is true. Firemen, when they set there sights on something will go above and beyond of what is asked of them. If anyone knows a fireman, shake their hand and Tell them thanks. Hard work and little pay, these guys are awesome.

Back to the story, I love the title. "Don't tell God how big your storm is. Tell the storm, how big your God is." Just think about that statement for a while. Tell the storm how big your God is. Wow, that is just so simple. But if you are like me, the devil lies to you and he tries to make you think that your storms are so big, that there isn't any way out. God says He will never leave you or forsake you. He also says He will not make your storms so big that you cannot handle them.

Tim, Jeff, Ben, if you read this, I love you guys. Tell all the guys around the fire house to be safe and thanks for the work they do.

God bless,

Firemen are the best!

Tuesday, May 03, 2005


It Depends on Whose Hands It Is In

A basketball in my hands is worth about $19
A basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is worth about $33 million
It depends whose hands it's in

A baseball in my hands is worth about $6
A baseball in Mark Mcquire's hands is worth $19 million
It depends whose hands it's in

A tennis racket is useless in my hands
A tennis racket in Pete Sampras' hands is a Wimbledon Championship
It depends whose hands it's in

A rod in my hands will keep away a wild animal
A rod in Moses' hands will part the mighty sea
It depends whose hands it's in

A sling shot in my hands is a kid's toy
A sling shot in David's hand is a mighty weapon...
It depends whose hands it's in

Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in my hands is a couple of fish sandwiches...
Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in God's hands will feed thousands
It depends whose hands it's in

Nails in my hands might produce a birdhouse
Nails in Jesus Christ's hands will produce salvation for the entire world
It depends whose hands it's in

As you see now it depends whose hands it's in.
So put your concerns, your worries, your fears, your hopes, your
dreams, your families and your relationships in God's hands because
It depends whose hands it's in...

Author Unknown