I was at a restaurant today; a place where everyone knows your name or in the very least whether or not if you're a Christian. Very friendly people that enjoy sitting and talking with each other... most are of retirement age which makes me (age 40) the baby of the group. They had talked about when growing up in the 1950's who things at that time was more free. Kids could drive the tractor to school, carry the shot gun in the window to hunt afterwards, drive the feed truck (age 14) so that a stop could be made to pick up feed from the local elevator on the way home.

You could work overtime and not feel guilty, because you made a little extra money that week. Whatever you did no one was going to help; certainly the government wasn't going to; it wasn't their job! You worked hard for what you had and nobody could take it away, even the government.

All that was required was an honest days work for an honest days wages. Where has that mentality gone? Today we want the government to step in and make sure of equality between races, between sex's, between, rich and poor, between countries... what happened to letting someone that "made their OWN bed and lie in it"? "Someone has to be made responsible for this", or "The Devil made me do that, so it's not my fault."

There is no personal responsibility! Why?

The reason: We want to be taken care of by some body other than ourselves and in exchange we're handing away our freedoms. And President Barack Hussein Obama's blueish-purple lips smile as he willingly to take that freedom away for government control.

Katrina and Isreal's Withdrawal from Gaza

Close to 10,000 Jews were expelled from their homes in the Gaza Strip and parts of northern Samaria. Katrina's death toll is now expected to reach at least 10,000.
America's population ratio to Israel is about 50:1. Ten thousand Jews who lost their Gaza homes is the equivalent of about 500,000 Americans who are now reported to be displaced as result of Katrina.

Gaza's Jewish communities were located in Israel's southern coastal region; America's southern coastal region now lies in ruins.

The U.S. government called on Louisiana residents to evacuate their homes ahead of the storm. The Israeli government, backed by statements from U.S. officials, demanded Gaza residents evacuate their homes.

Katrina, written in Hebrew, has a numerical equivalent of 374, according to a biblical numbering system upheld by all traditional Jewish authorities. Two relevant passages in the Torah share the exact numerical equivalent: "They have done you evil" (Gen. 50:17) and "The sea upon land" (Exodus 14:15).

Bush, from Texas, and Rice, from Alabama, were the most vocal U.S. backers of the Gaza evacuation. Hurricane Katrina hit the states in between Texas and Alabama – Louisiana and Mississippi.

Similarity in scenes: Many residents of Jewish Gaza climbed to their rooftops to escape the threat of expulsion, while residents of the Gulf Coast climbed on their own rooftops to protect themselves from the rising waters. Jewish Gaza homes described as beautiful and charming were demolished this week by Israel's military. Once beautiful homes in New Orleans now lie in ruins.

The day Katrina hit, Israel began carrying out what was termed the most controversial aspect of the Gaza withdrawal – the uprooting of bodies from the area's Jewish cemetery. There have been media reports of corpses floating around in flooded New Orleans regions.

Citizens of Israel were barred from entering Gush Katif; people were only allowed to leave Jewish Gaza. As Katrina was making landfall U.S. authorities barred citizens from entering the affected areas. People were only allowed out.

Cats and Dogs

Men are like dogs; they are easy to get along with, they want to be friends with everybody, they are loyal - almost to a fault at times.


Women are like cats; they are picky, they let you know when they're upset, they only want attention when "they" want attention, they have a ''what have you done for me lately'' attitude.

The old sayings applies here...

... diamonds are a girls bestfriend...

... dog is man's bestfriend...

hhhmmmm... I wonder who's more relational...?

Writing Poety

As I sit here typing away,
Thinking of poetry today,
Wondering, who else has this longing?

All day, throughout the night,
I try with all of my might,
To master this complex wonder!

Only myself, I have chided,
In my soul I have decided,
Poetry confuses and boggles the senses!

With no resolution on the horizon,
I shall run with the bison,
In the opposite direction!

Time to Eat Out

It was a hot 95 degree day; actually it had been for the past 10 days. Working construction, while having its good points of being outside can be physically trying at times. I had just staggered in the front door to my castle from another 12 hour day in the scorching sun, when my bride of 10 years greeted me with, "I'm hot," (which she is) "I'm tired, I'm not cooking supper, and we're going out for dinner!"

Now, I should say that on that particular day she had been legitimately busy, kids going here and there, things with the bank, and tasks associated with being a mom and wife. I would like to add that a general “hello” would have been a dandy ice-breaker, but instead she decided to go for the “I’m tired” card and play it for everything its worth. A pesky detail… we had NO air conditioning; she and the kids were stuck there all day, but that wasn’t really my problem....

The sun had beat me like a rented mule for the past 10 days and I still had a few more months of blood blistering beating to go from the great orb in the sky. Meeting my bride, at the top of the stairs, who had her hands curled up into fists resting sternly on her somkin' hips wondering if I had the courage to deny her what she was "requesting".

To the right I could see into the master suite where I do my… relaxing… and to my amazement the bed had not been properly made, and yet she she was asking to retire for the evening at some cooled restaurant? *cough* whatever...

“You didn’t even make the bed today!” I exclaimed my displeasure.

“I didn’t have time,” she protested (weakly I might add), “I had to go the bank, one child had t-ball, this one had piano, and the 3rd fruit of my loins has been puking all day.” (blah-blah- blah-blah…) “I just didn’t have time! So we're going out to eat!” she proclaimed directly to me as challenging my authority.

“Well, June Cleaver would have had time! She would have worn pearls, high heels, AND had a smile for her husband,” I felt obligated to point out the obvious.

I won’t go into the ugly details that followed, but I took a cool shower and had an even colder conversation at the restaurant on a hot summer evening seemed to be the just ticket to for a few ice cubes...I guess, I didn't quit get it....


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Live by Faith

LIVE BY FAITH

The scripture says,

Keep God’s Word tied to our hearts,

Remembering God is near.

Then darkness, decorates its arms around me;

Understanding makes no speech,

Discernment gives no direction,

Wisdom grins and laughs at me.

Where in the wilderness am I?

Desert sands blow, rivers flood,

The coldness of solitude smiles and winks.

'Pray and seek God!' Scripture says,

'For His wisdom and understanding'.

Do what you know is right

Even then in the darkness,

I won’t be playing the fool?

What a fine line,

Playing the fool and faith.