The Kiss

The Kiss...
He had just saved her from a fire in her house, rescuing her by carrying her out of the house into her front yard, while he continued to fight the fire.

She is pregnant.

The firefighter was afraid of her at first, because he had never been around a Doberman before.

When he finally got done putting the fire out, he sat down to catch his breath and rest.
A photographer from the Charlotte, North Carolina newspaper, "The Observer," noticed this red Doberman in the distance looking at the fireman.

He saw her walking straight toward the fireman and wondered what she was going to do.

As he raised his camera, she came up to the tired man who had saved her life and the lives of her babies, and kissed him, just as the photographer snapped this Photograph.


And people say animals are dumb -
Yeah right....

-Author Unknown

Have you ever thought of what you are going to do when you get to Heaven and see Jesus for the first time? Like the Mercy Me songs says, "I Can Only Imagine." I can only imagine what I am going to do: fall at His feet, rejoice, or just simply give Him a kiss on the cheek and thank Him for saving me. Want to know how you can join me? There is a link on my header page you can go to and it will tell you how you can be saved.

God bless, Joe

The Kiss

You poor woman.

In my last post I received a comment from Well Woman and the one thing that stuck out was her comment about my wife. I think it went something like, "Your Poor Wife." If I had a nickel for every time I have heard that I would be a millionaire, no wait, a billionaire. Yeah, that's the ticket, a billionaire! Just because I do things a little different, I do not think my wife should get any sympathy. Hey she married me for better or worse. I will let you be the judge.

*"Sheila, I saw your husband yesterday, he was jumping from the trampoline to the swimming pool. Then I saw your son do the same thing. You poor thing."

My defense: I did it when I was young and I never got hurt.

*"Hey, I saw you husband today. He was with the eleventh grade boys. Wasn't he supposed to be mentoring them and spending the weekend with them as their disciple Now leader? I was just wondering because when I stopped to say hello they egged my car."
Sheila, "I am so sorry."
"I am the one who is sorry, sorry that you have to put up with him, you poor thing."

My defense: I don't really have one. Sorry. But I learned my lesson.

*"Hey, was that a picture of your husband with house paint all over his face and in his hair?"
Sheila, "I am afraid so."
"Everyone saw it, you poor thing."

My defense: I was an encourager on a mission trip. We were having fun. I got caught up in the moment. I will never do it again because it took me over an hour trying to get the paint out of my hair.

*"Sheila, I heard your husband was jumping off a 30 foot tall bridge with a bunch of kids from his Sunday school class. Please tell me it isn't so."
"Yeah it was him."
"Doesn't he know he is too old to do stuff like that. He is going to throw out a hip or something and then you are going to have to take care of him. You poor, poor thing."

My defense: The class was calling me chicken. I had to do it to save my family's honor, see I was looking out for my wife!

*"I heard Joe fell off the ladder while putting up Christmas lights. Is he OK?" Sheila, "Yeah, he just got on the ground and laid the ladder on top of him. Then he sent our son up to the neighbors house to get me. The only thing that kept me from freaking out was the fact that our son could not keep a straight face the whole time. If I could have got my hands on him, I would have killed him. Not so much for trying to trick me but for getting our six-year-old involved in his little scheme." "I am so so sorry, you poor woman."

My defense: It was a joke! Come on people, you can not go through life without a little fun in you life.

I say my wife is not a, "poor lady" I say she is rich. Rich on life! Rich for having a husband who is not a stick-in-the-mud. Rich for having someone to keep her on her toes. Rich for having someone to talk about, I mean think about it what a good way start a conversation with someone, "Did you hear what my husband did today?" So what do you say, Is she a poor wife or someone who is richly blessed for finding the perfect mate and husband who is kind, funny and loving?

Oh by the way, in June my wife and I will have been together for 20 years! My first and only. Unheard of now days. If she doesn't like what I do, she would have left a long time ago. So like I said, do not feel sorry for her. If you have been reading my blog, you know that I am turning 40 in a couple of months. So yes, I was married when I was twenty, and don't let my wife fool you. I did not marry her when she was twelve. To hear her talk she is only 32. Did I say that? Man there I go again. My poor wife, I don't see how she puts up with stuff like that. That poor lady.

You poor woman.

It finally happened.

Well, it has finally happened. It has taken eight months, eleven days and about 10.37 hours but it has finally happened. Actually it happened a little sooner than that but I have been on an old man kick lately and tried to play it off like I was losing my memory. You guessed it, I have been TAGGED. Not once but twice and with the same request.

Last week Old Guy over at Old Guy's Treehouse tagged me, I tried to act like I did not see it. Would that be considered a lie? Anyway, I can not try to sweep it under the rug any longer because Berrymom2005 over at The Sojourner's journey has just tagged me with same thing. I guess the old saying is true, "You can run but you can't hide."

So this is what I have to do:

1. Go into your archives.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it)
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.

That post I was talking about my son Hunter and how God can you things in your life to teach you humility.

"This year I wanted him to try something different, so when he mentioned basketball, I was thrilled."

That's it, I am done! Crud, I forgot I have to tag five people. Sorry guys but if I have to do it so do you. If you have already been tagged once before, sorry I must have missed that post. hehe

Jimmy @ Being God's since he tagged a phone pole I figured he could be tagged on the internet.

Joe @ Joe's Jottings just because he is a cross town high school rival.

Tey or is it Kristy @ Tey's Journal just because she is young and you are supposed to do what you elders tell you to do.

Well Woman @ 2 Corinthians 12:9 I have not spoken to her in a while, I figured this will give her a reason to say hello.

Nancy @ Golilox because she was rubbing it in that the Seahawks beat the Falcons. I told you I would get you back.

Ya'll have a great day. Oh yeah, I call - NO TAG BACKS.

Joe

It finally happened.

A little concerned.

I am starting to get a little concerned. In two months I turn forty. This past weekend I bought a mini-van. (Something I said I would never do.) Here lately, I have been wearing socks with my sandals. But let me get one thing straight, they are white socks and I don't wear them in public. I wonder what God is trying to tell me?

God bless, Joe

PS. Let me just add one thing, IF ANYONE EVER SEES ME WEARING BLACK SOCKS WITH SANDALS, JUST SHOOT ME.

A little concerned.