Pig Hunting

My best mates are really into bowhunting pigs at the moment. Just hoping they never run into something like this one. Found at the Roy Hill Station in WA near Pilbara...I'd want more than a bow as a weapon....and some wet wipes

Kids

All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better. Ralph Waldo Emerson

Also reminds me of a female commedian who always say " we have 5 children! BUT - we are committed, we're going to keep trying until we get one we like!"

From the May edition - Calvary Creative Arts Roster

Being a part of the creative arts team gives us the awesome privilege of ministering to the church both behind the scenes and on platform. As servants of the house we naturally become leaders in some way, as Jesus told us in order to lead others we must serve.

One top quality of effective leadership is personal warmth, our ability to get along with others. As a team, we are brilliant encouragers and always uplift each other, which becomes easy to see as more and more people become a part of the creative ministries. Personal warmth attracts people.

From this position of influence and leadership our personal warmth builds something greater again, other people. “Great people are those who can make others feel that they, too, can become great.” – Mark TwainWarm people are approachable, easy to talk to, genuinely interested in others lives and believe in God’s best for them.

The warmth of our team encourages others to live victorious lives through faith in Jesus and that is one thing that will contribute to the continual growth of God’s house.

“IT’S ALL ABOUT PEOPLE”

With what spirit 2

I always find it interesting that I might do something, which I think is the right thing to do at the time, however the response I get isn't quite what I was expecting. Always a great thing to happen though as it really tests the heart in which you did it to start with. Found this great example today.

There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job it was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God. He thought he should open it to see what it was about. The letter read:

Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterdaysomeone stole my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension check. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. Can you please help me?
Sincerely,
Edna

The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few dollars. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected $96, which they put into an envelope and sent to the woman. The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share with her friends.

Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter came from the old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened. It read:

Dear God,
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the way, there was $4 missing. I think it must have been those thieving bastards at the Post Office.

A White Knuckle Christmas

An elderly man in Miami calls his son in New York and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are getting divorced. Forty-five years of misery is enough."
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.
"We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the old man says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her," and he hangs up.

Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone, "Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this." She calls her father immediately and screams at the old man, "You are NOT getting divorced! Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME!?" and hangs up.

The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says, "They're coming for Christmas and paying their own airfares."

Golf amongst other insanities!

I played a round of Golf this afternoon with some freinds from Calvary for our "Ambrose Golf Day Challenge." I failed to win any awards, which is fantastic in a way as "shortest drive" and "worst score on a single hole" we up for grabs, so I was thankful not to take those out.

It's amazing how taking a single month off can really damage an already poor game. It may take 9 holes to get into the swing of things again, by which time you have finally hit that "miracle shot" which you have waited your whole round to hit. 9 holes has always been a tease for me. It becons me on to another 9 after which I feel terrible as my performance won't seem to improve much at all.

It made me think, how many things do I do in life, that I begin to get good at, or I have a good performance once or twice, giving me the confidence or motivation to go on. So many times I might throw something away because "more often than not" I am not performing well. I need to get some golf character about myself. If I live for the best stroke on the course and only look at the other strokes in terms of how I can improve, why wouldn't I look at life the same way.

Just a thought

How would you cast?

Is this the new simpsons movie to hit our screens soon! I wonder if Lisa would play the Oracle instead of Marge, Mr Burns should definately be the architect, the jury is definately out on who would have that pivitol role of Trinity...and what of Morpheous??