Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Entries from December 1, 2008 - January 1, 2009

Entries from December 1, 2008 - January 1, 2009


Peter's Answers: Great Party Trick

Our kids played this on us yesterday. For a while my husband and I though Big Brother was truly watching us.

The site link is:

To understand how the trick works:



A Son's Post

Haggi wrote this after reading my post about his not coming home this year. Posted with his permission. In case you were wondering he gets his spelling abilities from his dad.

It snowed in the desert yesterday. This, of course, sent my brain
hurtling back across a country, to my family and my home. Snow was
rare enough in NC to be treasured as a child. Snow meant school
closures, quick romps in the powder before beating a hasty retreat to
a good book and a warm blanket. The occasional day spent sliding on
whatever makeshift sleds we could find down hills at the local golf
course. Snow meant slowing down for a few days, long enough to go out
and make some pretty amazing memories.

In this strange new world I now call home, snow has different
connotations. Snow means unseasonably cool weather for southern
California, which according to panicky news reporters means that the
orange trees are going to die, starting a catastrophic chain of events
that will undoubtedly end in the apocalypse. On a more personal level,
snow means flash flooding through my little desert community, washing
out already poor dirt roads and causing power outages. Snow is not the
friend I remembered it to be.

But as I stood outside watching snowfall, I had to smile. I won't be
heading home for Christmas this year, a decision I made that gets
stupider with each passing day. To have a moment, even an inconvenient
moment, where I could feel like I was home is a valuable thing.
Something I tried to remember today as I forded rivers in my 2-wheel
drive 94' Taurus.



He was born in an obscure village.
He worked in a carpenter shop until he was about thirty.
He then became an itinerant preacher.
He never held an office.
He never had a family or owned a house.
He didn't go to college.
He had no credentials but Himself.

After preaching three years, the public turned against Him.
His friends ran away.
He was turned over to His enemies and went through the mockery of a trial.
He was nailed to a cross between two thieves.
While He was dying, His executioners gambled for His clothing, the only property He had on earth.
He was laid in a borrowed grave.

Nineteen centuries have come and gone,
and today He is the central figure of the human race.
All the armies that ever marched,
all the navies that ever sailed,
all the parliaments that ever sat, and
all the kings that ever reigned
have not affected the life of man on the earth as much as that ONE SOLITARY LIFE.

Author Unknown

referenced from yesuskristus

Author unknown.


Norad Santa Tracker Is Up and Running

Where is the world is Santa right now?

Find out here:Norad Santa Tracker


The Best: A Christmas Carol

This engenders some debate in our home but causes no divide because we like them both. Which version of A Christmas Carol do you perfer? The one with George C Scott as Ebenezer Scrooge or the Patrick Steward version?

It is a given that the original written by Charles Dickens is the best and if he had done a screen play, we would not even be debating this point now.

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