Fully Understanding The Good Things We Have in Christ

Philemon 1:6 I pray that you may be active in sharing your faith, so that you will have a full understanding of every good thing we have in Christ.

This verse is very self-explanatory. I'm not going to add much, except to ask you to meditate on it. I feel incredibly challenged to increase my activity sharing my faith right now, and I hope you'll join me in doing so.

Los Angeles

I'm sitting in a conference Room at the Los Angeles Airport Sheridan Hotel right now at a Microsoft Ad Center conference. Currently, it is 37 minutes overdue to start. I'm not pleased with that at all. I flew in from Memphis for this conference, and if I had known it was going to start late, I would have slept longer!

Yikes! Obama Says Something I Agree With!

CHICAGO, Illinois (AP) -- Barack Obama celebrated Father's Day by calling on black fathers, who he said are "missing from too many lives and too many homes," to become active in raising their children.


Black fathers are "missing from too many lives and too many homes," Barack Obama said Sunday.

"They have abandoned their responsibilities, acting like boys instead of men. And the foundations of our families are weaker because of it," the Democratic presidential candidate said Sunday at a largely black church in his hometown.

The full article can be found at CNN (link)


So, what's a Republican to do? McCain divorced his wife because she became disfigured during his POW torture internment in Vietnam before marrying a bombshell blonde. Obama is... speaking the truth about a family issue.

So, we have a socialist who would destroy America's economy and military saying good things on family values, and a Republican with no family values who would is a closet socialist who would do nothing about illegal immigration.

I think I'm voting third party.

Cleaning like a.. cleaning fiend

When I was young, I hated cleaning. My mom was like the cleaning Nazi, and while I know now that it was great, when I was young I always felt like our home was so clean that it was almost sterile. It was so clean that you felt like you couldn't do anything in it, because then you would have to do the work to get it that clean again.

Perhaps because of that, perhaps because of laziness, or a little bit of both, when I got out of high school and moved on, I almost basked in messiness. Silly, yeah. It's what happened though.

That's why since I've had this new apartment, I've been surprised at how clean I've kept it. I clean at least every other night, vacuum often and tidy up daily. I'm finding that I enjoy the clean feeling and a tidy atmosphere.

I'm having a few difficulties though.

The first difficulty is that I'm a pack-rat. I like to hold on to everything, largely because I hate the idea of wanting or needing something and not having it because I tossed it. For example, I have a book of all the A/G Churches, and of all the A/G Pastor's addresses I picked up a few sumers ago when I was interning. I'm not licensed, so I don't get a copy of it or have access to the web records available to A/G pastors, but so many of my friends are pastors that I want it, in case I never need to contact someone. It's from 2005 though, so it's losing accuracy (average youth pastor stay at a church is just over a year, senior pastors are 3 years). I probably should toss them. I think I will.

The second difficulty is buying what I need. I'm not the most organized, list oriented person, so I find myself making a lot of trips to do something that should and could have been done in one trip. Whether it's grocery shopping, mailing, or picking up household items like paper towels, I make too many trips.

The last difficulty I'm facing is I'm in love, and I'm far, far away from the woman I'm in love with. I want to be married to her and sharing this apartment with her, but it's not time yet.

*Boom* Goes the Engine

4 weeks ago. 9:00 a.m.. My potential future father-in-law checks the oil future brother-in-law's Grand Marquis and finds it is 4 quarts low.

Fast forward to Sunday, June 8.
My girlfriend and I are in a caravan of a Honda CR-V and a Grand Marquis. She is driving her brother's Grand Marquis back from his wedding. He has been in New Hampshire for a day. Under the hood of his car, a worn valve train is chattering up and down in a furious harmony of timed chaos. Suddenly, a spring on one of cylinder 3's valves pops. While the vehicle is still drivable, the engine is instantly destroyed - it is only a matter of time until the engine locks up.

And this is what I'm dealing with today in Memphis, TN.