Friday, January 26, 2007

We just finished our last prison services in Alabama with We Care, and had a great week. Going in the prisons was great and I really enjoyed it. I mean, I would never want to live there, but being able to go in and share with men the love of Christ. Hearing the testimonies of how Christ takes a life everybody gave up on, everybody but our loving savior Jesus, and changes their heart. That person is not “the same person”, but a new creation in Christ. Then to realize that if it were not for that same work in my own heart, I would be in the same place as them. That makes me so thankful for God’s grace.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Wow, tomorrow we will be leaving for a seven week trip down south, for two prison crusades, two family seminars, and a lot of services in between. As you can imagine, life is pretty busy around here at the moment. Dad and us boys are doing last minuet repairs and such on the bus, to get it ready for the trip. And the girls are doing a lot of cooking and packing.

One thing I wanted to get done before we left was to take FAA CFII written test. (FAA is the Federal Aviation Administration, CFII is the Certified Flight Instructor Instrument.) The test went well and when the test administrator pulled up the score, I scored a 98%. Which is real good, but means out of the fifty question on the test, I only missed one. One away from perfect. I was real happy about the good score, the best I have ever scored. But to be only one away from perfect, is perhaps just a little disappointing. Kind of mixed emotions, yea I got a good score, but I could have done a little better. I suppose its all what standers we hold ourselves to. Is good, good enough? Or is my best effort the only thing that is good enough?

Col 3:23&24 And whatever you do, do it heartily, as unto the Lord and not to men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance; for you serve the Lord Christ.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Home after seeing family over Christmas and New Years. And
for Christmas on mom’s side of the family we decided to go bowling instead of having the traditional gift exchange. So everyone got to bowl, even down to little five year old Nathanael. I watched as he struggled to carry the ball the lane and then set it down. He leans over, and with all his might he rolls, or should I say pushes the ball as hard as he can. What seemed to be minuets later, the ball is two thrids down the lane and Nathanael gets all excited. The ball is heading straight for the head pin. And what looked like slow motion, the ball hit’s the head pin a little off center at a speed you’d expect the ball bounce off it, and one by one the pins start falling down hitting each other. And I’m still not sure if the ball made it to the back row of pins or not, but when it was all over, all the pins were down. That’s right my little five year old brother Natanael bowled a strike, and boy was he happy. The thing was, he got as many strikes as I had got that day.