Dreams, Hand-Crafted Book-Related Gifts, and Bible School

Dreams, Hand-Crafted Book-Related Gifts, and Bible School

Once of the cool things that came out of this past seven month ministry sabbatical was a renewed passion to go back to school. As such, I am taking another stab at getting my Masters of Ministry degree through St. Stephen’s University. To help fund this dream, my wife and I have started an Etsy store (“LibrarsDonum”) to sell some of our hand-crafted book-related gifts. At the moment we have 9 different locking book safes and an embroidered book bag (for keeping books nice inside your backpack) displayed. Below are a few examples of these items: Please take a look at our store and consider purchasing something – not only will get a really cool book-related gift, you will also be supporting me in pursing the call of God on my life....
The Great Chicken Experiment

The Great Chicken Experiment

There is just something about living in the country that makes a person want to raise chickens. It’s not because chickens actually pay for themselves (they don’t) but because there is just something about the country air that creates a desire to build a coop and raise fowl. It is like a virus – there is just nothing that can be done to stop it. At least that is my story and I’m sticking to it!!!! 😛 The dull truth is that I have been thinking about getting a few chickens for a few years now. Only I’ve never taken the plunge for one reason or another. This Spring I actually went as far as to buy some chicken wire with the goal of building a coop….yet that plan got pushed back due to various events outside of my control…. Then, well, this weekend happened. We – the whole family – went down to our church’s benefit sale and saw this wonderful coop sitting there for sale. Seeing how it was for a good cause…. well, lets just say that it somehow ended up in my back of my truck… 😕 As we were loading the coop up, an acquaintance came up and during the course of a chat they offered us a few meat chickens – which I accepted. The rest they say is history – or, as the case may be, history in the making. The two chicks are Cornish Cross chickens who will be ready to butcher in about four weeks. This will give me time to test out my chicken raising skills why not committing...
Laying Sod

Laying Sod

Near the beginning of the summer (yes, I’m a few months behind on posting these pics) we finally broke down and laid some grass sod after five years of having a dirt and weed yard. The result was amazing!! Green, green grass for the family to enjoy. Much happiness. ...
A Cringe Worth Story

A Cringe Worth Story

Forget toys… they are too old fashion. Forget socks, pens, pencils – or even toilet paper. Nope, when my son decides to clog up the toilet he uses a flash drive. Yelp. He is a member of the new generation – the high tech crowd. sigh…and double sigh…. At this point, I would like to point out that said toilet was not a ‘normal’ toilet. It was a special pump toilet designed for basement use… In other words, in order to get said flash drive out, I had to unhook and…um…..drain said pump toilet…. yeah…think about that for a minute…. Yes, you are allowed to cringe – I did that a lot yesterday…....
The Terror From Porcelain

The Terror From Porcelain

The High King of John is a welcome site in most homes. Yet sometimes the WC can get a temper that defies gravity itself. When that happens there is nothing else to do but sign a Magna Carta forcing the removal of the porcelain king. Granted that means locating a new netty with a better temperament and a love for flow of water. Of course the trouble of locating a khazi is nothing compared to the challenge of mounting the CR – especially if the person before you decide to install the pumping below the level of the floor. This slight gap meant many hours staring at the dunny hole trying to figure out if gravity would like me or not… in the end, the white throne won and I made a trip to the hardware store for another wax ring. Yet what should have been the end of a pilgrimage turned into loo terror as the hose from the water source to the tank was too short….. To most folks this challenge would be nothing more then a blimp on the screen, yet for me it was another two days of trouble. Mainly because when I returned to the hardware store that evening, I had four minutes to located and purchase a new hose – only I had three choices and a 33% chance of getting it right….only the 66% was stronger, leaving us waterless for two more days. Finally the end drew nigh – the hose of White Porcelain Throne had been procured and installed. Life could be continued in more or less the same fashion. Only...
He Is Faithful…

He Is Faithful…

Our lives last week sounded like a bad country song with our washer going out, the car breaking down and both of us falling short of the ‘loving’ spouse deal. Then it dawned on us – perhaps there’s a spiritual side to all this? After all, we did embark on a church wide 21-day prayer and fasting time… (yeah, we can be a tad slow on the up-take) When this realization hit us, the first think I thought about was a Precious Moments picture inside the first Bible given to me by my parents when I was nine years old. This picture (shown to the right) was of a little solider covered in eggs, rotten fruit and band-aids. Yet, oddly enough the solider was smiling… The pat answer would be because he was being beat up on Christ’s behalf…and why that could be true, this time when I looked at the picture I thought of 2 Timothy 2:13: If we are faithless, He remains faithful, For He cannot disown himself. When we have nothing left to give; when we are at the end of our rope and it takes everything in us to get out of bed – He remains faithful. Not us – Him. While this post is not to say or to imply that we were at the ‘end of our rope’ – for it would take a little more then a few repair jobs and high emotions to do that – I am saying that in the midst of craziness of life, in the midst of spiritual attacks (for we do have an enemy), we can...