A sermon must always do at least one thing; point the hearers to Christ.
An answer is not a good answer unless it moves someone closer to Jesus.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Daddy & Sami
Daddy: "Sami, why do you have to dress all fancy for church?"
Sami: "So I can spin."
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Sami: "Daddy, will you please put on my shoes."
Daddy: "Yes."
Mom: "Sami, you know how to put on your shoe."
Sami: "Yes, but I want Daddy too."
Eli: "Sami, you just want to sit on Daddy's lap."
Samara: "Yep, 'cause I want snuggles."
Sami: "So I can spin."
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Sami: "Daddy, will you please put on my shoes."
Daddy: "Yes."
Mom: "Sami, you know how to put on your shoe."
Sami: "Yes, but I want Daddy too."
Eli: "Sami, you just want to sit on Daddy's lap."
Samara: "Yep, 'cause I want snuggles."
Monday, December 17, 2007
We Made a Phone Call to Nigeria
Today my wife called me at work to inquire, "Did you call someone in Nigeria?"
I thought about it then replied, "No."
"Well we have a $3 charge on our phone bill for a call to Nigeria," says the wife.
"I don't know," is all I can say.
Later she calls me back. She explains that she has put an international call block on our phone. Sounds good to me. But I am curious so I ask, "Why did you put the block on?"
She explains, "I think I know who made the call. The number was 0003456789."
The baby Blue girl strikes again!
I thought about it then replied, "No."
"Well we have a $3 charge on our phone bill for a call to Nigeria," says the wife.
"I don't know," is all I can say.
Later she calls me back. She explains that she has put an international call block on our phone. Sounds good to me. But I am curious so I ask, "Why did you put the block on?"
She explains, "I think I know who made the call. The number was 0003456789."
The baby Blue girl strikes again!
Unmanly Event #1 - Christmas Family Pictures
Christmas Family Pictures
I have not yet met the man who would go to have his picture taken if not required by law or woman. I recently went with my wife and four daughters to have our Christmas pictures taken; out of love for my wife. It was just the mayhem I have come to expect from previous experiences. Here is the scene…
My gorgeous wife rounds up my four beautiful daughters and we all drive down to the mall. Upon entering the studio we discover that one of the photographers has called in sick so there will be a slight delay. One and a half hours later, we would have our turn. In the mean time, we dress the girls in their stockings and dresses then try to keep them from destroying their clothes. My wife does their hair and then my daughters undo their hair. The wife gets frustrated. I get left to watch the kids while my wife goes to talk with an old friend from church. The kids get anxious and start to argue. They get into the photographers stuff. “Stop that!”
My eighteen month old decides the mall area is more interesting then the studio and decides to leave. She thinks mom chasing her is even more fun!
By the way, it’s Monday night. I am missing football for this? That is when I started thinking about how I could make this place a little more appealing to men. First of all I would add a couple of big flat screen TV’s with the game on. Then they need to add a contained child care area where the kids can play. A micro brewery would be nice too.
Back in the real world we got our turn in front of the camera. The photographer puts us into position, then the girls move out of position. Mom and dad put them back in position. The girls move out of position. “Sit still,” “Sit down,” “Look at the camera,” “Quit looking at your sister,” “Stay on the table.” Baby starts fussing. Photographer starts making baby sounds and waves a big fuzzy wand. Baby smiles. Pop! goes the camera and we have the picture. Hoorah!
Picture looks great and we go home.
I have not yet met the man who would go to have his picture taken if not required by law or woman. I recently went with my wife and four daughters to have our Christmas pictures taken; out of love for my wife. It was just the mayhem I have come to expect from previous experiences. Here is the scene…
My gorgeous wife rounds up my four beautiful daughters and we all drive down to the mall. Upon entering the studio we discover that one of the photographers has called in sick so there will be a slight delay. One and a half hours later, we would have our turn. In the mean time, we dress the girls in their stockings and dresses then try to keep them from destroying their clothes. My wife does their hair and then my daughters undo their hair. The wife gets frustrated. I get left to watch the kids while my wife goes to talk with an old friend from church. The kids get anxious and start to argue. They get into the photographers stuff. “Stop that!”
My eighteen month old decides the mall area is more interesting then the studio and decides to leave. She thinks mom chasing her is even more fun!
By the way, it’s Monday night. I am missing football for this? That is when I started thinking about how I could make this place a little more appealing to men. First of all I would add a couple of big flat screen TV’s with the game on. Then they need to add a contained child care area where the kids can play. A micro brewery would be nice too.
Back in the real world we got our turn in front of the camera. The photographer puts us into position, then the girls move out of position. Mom and dad put them back in position. The girls move out of position. “Sit still,” “Sit down,” “Look at the camera,” “Quit looking at your sister,” “Stay on the table.” Baby starts fussing. Photographer starts making baby sounds and waves a big fuzzy wand. Baby smiles. Pop! goes the camera and we have the picture. Hoorah!
Picture looks great and we go home.
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