Some Family Photos - Enjoy!

See my cool shades!









Down Syndrome Fly-in at Indianapolis Executive Airport...sitting the Helicopter.








Alice Watching Matthew on the Horse....she also loves Horsie day.





Matthew at Hippotherapy (helps to strengthen his muscles). He is a natural with the animals. Children's Theraplay










Dad's Birthday Present was a great hit!

$10 is $10

Every year, Smitty and his wife Martha went to the State Fair. And every year, Smitty would say, "Martha, I'd like to ride in that there airplane." And every year, Martha would reply, "I know, Smitty, but that airplane ride costs ten dollars, and ten dollars is ten dollars we don’t have."

This one-year Smitty and Martha went to the fair and Smitty said, "Martha, I'm 71 years old. If I don't ride that airplane this year I may never get another chance. "

Martha replied, "Smitty, that there airplane ride costs ten dollars, and ten dollars is ten dollars."

The pilot overheard them and said, "Folks, I'll make you a deal. I'll take you both up for a ride. If you can stay quiet for the entire ride and not say one word, I won't charge you, but if you say one word it's ten dollars." Smitty and Martha agreed, and up they went.

The pilot performed all kinds of twists and turns, rolls and dives, but not a word is heard. He even does a nosedive, pulling up 15 feet above the ground, but still not a word. They land and the pilot turns to Smitty, "By golly, I did everything I could think of to get you to yell out, but you didn't."

Smitty replied, "Well, I was gonna say something when Martha fell out, ...but ten dollars is ten dollars!"


Feel free to share the story ...you can always change who fell out. Laughter is good for the soul and great for a Friday! (Oh by the way, Karen said she wanted to take us to the state fair this evening....hummmmm.)

God's Reputation

MATTHEW AND ALICE IN APRIL
I LOVE THIS PICTURE!

Psalm 31:1-3

1 In you, O LORD, I have taken refuge;
let me never be put to shame; deliver me in your righteousness.

2 Turn your ear to me, come quickly to my rescue;
be my rock of refuge, a strong fortress to save me.

3 Since you are my rock and my fortress, for the sake of your name lead and guide me.

I love this passage. I think it is becoming my life verse....at least for now. I love that I can take refuge in God. It also amazes me that God's reputation is at stake on my behalf. As a Christ follower, I have committed to submitting my will to God's direction and ultimate plan. In return He is willing to allow me to take refuge, to seek rescue, and to stand on His promises like they are solid ground that will never quake. It is through my faith that I will be faithful because I would not want God's name to have a tarnished reputation BUT ALSO God will never back out because His name and reputation are put on the line for me....WOW! that is a little heavier than I thought it would turn out to be.

God put His reputation on the wooden line or should I say on the cross beam at Calvary. It is imperative that I (we) never take advantage of that reputation and cling to His mercies that are new every morning. In order to find comfort in the task before us, I cling to the closing line of Jude (another favorite verse) Now to Him who is able to keep me from falling and to present me without blemish goes all the glory and honor. He can keep me from tarnishing His name....another promise that brings comfort. Thank You, Lord.

You know we love ya, Don

Trouble, Who Needs it?

Peter Marshall wrote, "God will not permit any trouble to come upon us unless He has a specific plan by which great blessing will come out of the difficulty." As I reflect, I think this is true. All the troubles in my life have always been a shared experience. I have a loving family and they have always been there to share in the trouble and encourage me along. I have great friendships and relationships that have been awesome and supportive on this journey toward heaven.

Yet, it is my relationship with Jesus Christ that holds me together and keeps my from drowning in all the "trouble" this life brings. In fact, I can testify that in every valley (surgeries, death of a parent, college pressures, my ambitions & arrogance, just to name a few) God has consistently proven His love and that His mercies are new each and every morning. It is true that the valley is the place that fruit trees grow. I have learned the most while traveling in the valley.

I guess it is the trouble in our life that defines "who" we are. Thus, I need more trouble to grow...did I actually write that? I am NOT looking for more trouble, struggles, or stress but I suppose it is to be expected because I also am praying for God to strengthen, stretch, and bring me wisdom. Trouble, who needs it? I guess I do...and maybe you too.

Take Care, Don

Couldn't live without it!

- Updated picture of Matthew and Alice....we were at Shriner's Hospital to get Matthew a new pair of shoes.

Last night we had our Fresh touch prayer service at Park Chapel. (Fresh Touch Prayer service is the first Tuesday of the Month at 7 PM and we gather just to pray and seek God's direction.)David had us walk around the church parking lot and in the building praying for the up coming season and those in leadership and in attendance. He read scripture, we sang a song, and then we prayed. It was a great service.

It made me think of this quote from William Lyon Phelps, "I believe a knowledge of the Bible without a college course is more valuable than a college course without a Bible." The Bible is God's revealed word of Himself and His love for us. It applies to every aspect of our lives and when we dedicate ourselves to its words we live in abundance. I know I couldn't live without it. (As a matter of fact...last time I counted, I had over 10 copies and Karen has just a many....)

You know we love ya, Don

Doing Church or Being Church?

Yesterday in our Solid Ground venue at Park Chapel Christian Church, we are still trying to take the load off of the rented equipment since the lightning strike in June. I think we may have progress this week. Mike Canny and I have been working overtime on "fretting" about it. Well, anyway I digress...in the services we presented all Gospel music. Tricia (piano) and Chris (keyboard/organ) played and the people sang with a mighty sound. The song list was simple but very powerful. I was overcome with emotion at several points. I remembered great worship services at the church where we were members and I gave my heart to Jesus, Church of the Cross.

Afterwards, even though it was a great service and enthusiasm was high. God was glorified and the morning was everything we hoped it would be...I found myself slipping into a depression in the afternoon. I think it was because I missed the people. So many have gone on to be with the Lord. I also was grieving...the church I fondly recall as a child and youth does not exist anymore. The style, people, and the moment all evolved into something new. I also think the church as a whole has forgotten what it was like to "be" the church instead of "doing" church. These three things hurt and I found my self in a depression (unfortunately so Karen and the children).

Col. 1:8-9 tells us that Paul had been informed of the love the Colossian church had shared with their community. The more I think about it, the more I realized that is what I missed. We shared a great deal of love....it was not about music style...or what the preacher was preaching...or what time of year it was...or if the coffee bar was going to have donuts...it was all about the love of God and loving each other.

Today, I am visiting a mother of a new set of twins, a young man that is incarcerated, and two widows in nursing homes. The love is still there, it is just different. Lord help me to see it and to live in the now so that I express your love to others.

You know we love ya,

Don

Thankful to Ones defending our Freedom!

Diane Ware sent me this story, we are not sure if it is true, but it makes a great parable.

“Some people!” snorted a man standing behind me in the Long line at the grocery store. I looked to the front of the line to see what the hold up was and saw a well dressed, young woman, trying to get the machine to accept her credit card. No matter how many times she swiped it, the machine kept rejecting it.

“It's one of them welfare card things. Damn people need to get a job like everyone else,” said the man standing behind me. The young woman turned around to see who had made the comment. “It was me. ” he said, pointing to himself.

The young lady's face began to change expression. Almost in tears, she dropped the welfare card onto the counter and quickly walked out of the store. Everyone in the checkout line watched as she began running to her car. Never looking back, she got in and drove away.

Another woman in line looked a the rude man and said, "After developing cancer in 1977 and having had to use food stamps; I had learned never to judge anyone, without knowing the circumstances of their life. This turned out to be the case today."

Several minutes later a young man walked into the store. He went up to the cashier and asked if she had seen the woman. After describing her, the cashier told him that she had run out of the store, got into her car, and drove away. “Why would she do that?” asked the man. Everyone in the line looked around at the fellow who had made the statement. “I made a stupid comment about the welfare card she was using. Something I shouldn't have said. I'm sorry.” said the man.

“Well, that's bad, real bad, in fact. Her brother was killed in Afghanistan two years ago. He had three young children and she has taken on that responsibility. She's twenty years old, single, and now has three children to support,' he said in a very firm voice.

“I'm really truly sorry. I didn't know.” he replied,

The man asked, “Are these paid for?” pointing to the shopping cart full of groceries. “It wouldn't take her card.”, the clerk told him. “Do you know where she lives?” asked the man who had made the comment. “Yes, she goes to our church.”

“Excuse me!” he said as he made his way to the front of the line. He pulled out his wallet, took out his credit card and told the cashier, “Please use my card.” The clerk took his credit card and began to ring up the young woman's groceries.

“Hold on.” said the gentleman. He walked back to his shopping cart and began loading his own groceries onto the belt to be included. “Come on people. We got three kids to help raise.” he told everyone in line.

Everyone began to place their groceries onto the fast moving belt. A few customers began bagging the food and placing it into separate carts. "Go back and get Two big turkeys.” yelled a heavyset woman, as she looked at the man. “NO!” yelled the man. Everyone stopped dead in their tracks. The entire store became quiet for several seconds. 'Four turkeys,' yelled the man. Everyone began laughing and went back to work.

When all was said and done, the man paid a total of $1,646.57 for the groceries. He then walked over to the side, pulled out his check book, and began writing a check. He turned around and handed the check to the young man. “She will need a freezer and a few other things as well.” he told the man.

The young man looked at the check and said, “This is really very generous of you.” “No,” said the man, “Her brother was the generous one.”

We live in the Land of the free, because of the brave!!!

I wonder how much we truly appreciate the freedoms we share as Americans. It is arrogant to say we live in the greatest country on the planet, yet we live and squander those freedoms everyday because WE LIVE IN THE GREATEST COUNTRY ON THE PLANET.

Something to think about.
Don