ignoring signs

Remember the battle of Carlton Drive?

It continues.  Several weeks ago one of Carter Lumber's delivery trucks ignored the posted signs of "No Parking". I tried letting the truck driver know, but he ignored my shouts and horn toots to try and rouse him from his truck's cabin. I tried calling the local police, but the officer informed me that unless they were blocking traffic or parked on my own land, there really was nothing they could do.

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a turkey, an old building, and an answer to prayer (part 2)

TurkeyI was coming home from plant shopping with my sister on Mother’s Day when I noticed people walking into my property as I was driving toward the house.  I was about a half mile away from the property, so I couldn’t see who it was.  Initial thoughts were that I had caught someone trying to hop the fence into the backyard.

When I pulled up to my property and tried to see who was invading my space, I had to laugh. It was my neighbor’s daughter Brooke, her husband Kyle, and their son Ryder.  I rolled down the window and said hello. 

“We were just looking into your back yard.  A wild turkey just flew into it,” Brooke said.  We started laughing and joking about the whole thing.  I pulled around the house into the driveway and decided to begin the search for the turkey.

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a turkey, an old building, and an answer to prayer (part 1)

Shed2It was one of the last things my dad did – or was able to do – before cancer weakened him and then took his life.

The saga of the garden shed is a story in itself. First there was a metal shed with sliding doors that dad and my granddad assembled – only they didn’t quiet follow instructions and it was about a foot shorter in width than it should have been. Dad never said much about it after it was built; the “short shed” was always a reminder to “read the instructions” from that point on.

It got old, and rusty, and dad had to tear it down in order to make way for the two-car garage he was having built.  So after the garage was built, he had one of those Amish outbuildings brought onto the property to hold garden tools and other stuff.  It had two windows, hunter green shutters, and two front doors closed at the center and trimmed in the same hunter green. 

And then, he died.

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new creation

Spring. The world reborn. How beautiful the world must have been when it was a new creation if the beauty it currently has is so breathtaking...

The birds of the heavens
and the fish of the sea,
Whatever passes through the paths of the seas.
O LORD, our Lord, How majestic is your name in all the earth.
(Psalm 8:8-9)

Music: Paul Cardall, "New Creation"


The Vicious Bully

WinkyI wrote this blog entry a year ago - just about the time I was leaving one job and beginning another. Emotions were pretty raw at the time. But after a year, I think it's time to post it.

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Recently I had interaction with someone who was trying to alter facets of my job but who neglected to discuss the proposal with me. Now granted, the person was within their rights to pursue developments and changes based upon their views and discussions with others. Nevertheless, professionalism -- and just plain common courtesy -- dictates that one should necessarily consider the proposals with the one doing the lion's share of the work -- which was me.

But they did not.

 

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the modern church?

PlaneI wrote about them before on my blog.

And yes, I've probably been too snarky about them, and should probably just ignore them.

But it bothers me when a church seems to go too far to scratch people where they itch - or seem to say, "Hey, we're no different than anyone else and we're certainly not as stuffy as that old-fashioned gathering of persimmons down the road."

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