I Didn’t Get to Tell You, Bye
Or Kiss You on the Cheek.
You’ll always Long to Hold Me Tight,
And Hear My Soft Voice Speak.
But in the Roar of Raging Wind
While Things Were Tossed About,
As Dark Clouds Loomed and Thunder Boomed
I Never Had a Doubt.
For Deep within the Chaos
As My Spirit Was Set Free,
I Heard a Whisper Calling,
“Child! It’s Time to Come with Me.”
And in the Arms of Jesus,
I, Securely, Am Embraced
Until the Time He Calls You, Too
And Our Separation Is Erased.
S A Collins
Morning starts bright and clear.
Hope is high, no need to fear.
Distant clouds build from the West.
A torrent storm – No one can guess.
So with much glee, a swing is given.
From the tee, the ball is driven.
Sailing high to great height,
The golfer smiles with delight.
But a gust of wind does take hold,
And the ball’s straight arc now is stole.
Now no one knows were it may land.
Or of the fate, this Gale has planned.
So as the golfer leans in hope,
The ball’s control – now out of scope.
Encouraging words slip from his lip.
As from his view, the ball does dip.
Anticipation fills his heart.
An unknown challenge soon to start.
His drives were always straight and true.
A shot from the rough – is something new.
“For a Mulligan, You know, I’ll buy a beer?”
But the field marshal says, “Shoot from here!”
Moments like this – Where’s One to embrace?
As Doubt and Fear jump square in your face.
A morning which started so simple and clear,
Now holds thunder and lightning – ever so near.
While buckets of rain begin to pour,
Your hope is dashed – deep down to the core.
But just like the rain which we can not control;
God has a plan for man and his soul.
When storm clouds smother all reason and hope;
Look for the Savior – Look for the Rope.
A current of water laps at the golfer’s shoe;
Shifting his foot, the current does too.
Racing through the gully and lifting the ball;
Down the hill side – with a tumble and fall.
Along the fairway and upon the green;
Its way to the cup – seems ever so clean.
Till at the lip, the ball comes to a halt;
But into the hole – it will not vault.
Onlookers marveled at the wondrous shot,
A thrill and sensation which couldn’t be bought.
But even with that, sadness hangs in the air.
The ball didn’t drop – it doesn’t seem fair.
Life and its mysteries can give us success.
But with God in control – we receive His Best.
For with His release of a sweet gentle wisp,
He’s ever there – for the Silent Assist.
S. A. Collins
Originally dedicated to co-worker Rick Bynum of Forsyth, Georgia
Yesterday’s announcement from the official Disney Fan Club that Annette Funicello had succumbed to complications of the disease – multiple sclerosis- struck a sad note in the hearts of millions of Americans over the age of 50. Ms Funicello represented all things clean and decent about America in the late 50’s and early 60’s. Through her, along with the Cleaver’s, the Reed’s, the Nelson’s, the Anderson’s, and a little later – the citizens of Mayberry; we witnessed an example of how everyday life should be, during that treasured American era.
But just as MS and age brought a close to Annette’s influence in our lives, a steady moral decline and shift in family values are bringing a close to that generation’s perception of the American Way of Life. In today’s TV situation family, Father no longer Knows Best – or for that matter, knows anything at all. The parents are idiots. The children are in charge. And everyone is out for themselves. Our grandchildren are bombarded with the belief through media outlets that they are entitled to instant gratification, self-indulgence, and unmerited privilege.
So Annette, we’re thankful that God has determined that your life’s work is complete; and that He delievered you from your pain and suffering. Today, you rest in His eternal presence. We can only hope that your enchanting smile, gracious personality, and affection for others will influence the hearts and minds of future generations – and help them rediscover and embrace the virtues which made American a better place to live.
After several months of “Maintenance Down Time”, the new (correct one) PC has arrived – and we’re ready to go. Initially, the hard drive on the old DELL crashed. After week of attempting to retrieve the precious data from the old drive, I decided to pursue that cause at a later date. Purchasing a new PC was the only option.
Three things that I hate in life: Buying new furniture, buying a new car, and buying a new PC. The problem with new furniture is that you know you’re going to get ripped off. New car shopping isn’t nearly as bad as it used to be. Internet price quotes place the buyer on even footing with the dealership. The days of “haggling” over the price are long gone. Today’s salesman -for the most part- have no product knowledge. They merely run interference between the buyer and the mysterious sales manager. And if a sale is made, they print out the countless computer generated documents requiring your signature.
Buying a computer is a lot like life. Before it’s even out of the box – there’s something better to replace it. Buying a computer is like going to the self serve yogurt shop. All those sweet and savory topping! You don’t want to waste those valuable price driving ounces on useless toppings. With your basic PC, you stack on the processor, OS, memory, graphics, hard drive, video, and on and on – before you even get to the software options. And even at that first boot up, your new machine is already a “has been” in terms of advanced technology.
Until recently, I’ve always been a GMC guy when it comes to trucks. And with computers, I’ve always been a DELL guy. My last three home systems have been DELL products – throw in KK’S laptop and it’s four. Most of my work PC’s have been DELL. So while shopping around, it was hard to break away from DELL. At one point, I was really lusting after the new DELL 27 inch all-in-one touch screen. But decked out with all the latest and greatest toppings, the system came in at $2500+. Then after reading the reviews, it was difficult to jump off that bridge. The machines seemed to have issues with the new Windows 8 OS, customers complained about hardware glitches, incorrect order placement, and shoddy customer service. Pushing the “place order” button wasn’t happening.
Finally, I convinced myself that the big 27 inch wasn’t what I needed to fulfill my PC need. That machine was developed for video viewing. My purpose was for a writing tool. So after peddling over different options for the next few weeks, I finally decided on the DELL Inspiron One 2330 with Intel I7 processor. Going to the AAFES (military shopping) website, I placed my order (02/12/13). The new machine arrived on a Friday afternoon (02/15/13). With a lot going on that weekend, I started setting it up in increments. And was very pleased with my purchase – until I casually noticed that my processor was an I5. Not the I7! Slamming on the brakes in my mind, I stared at the system configuration screen. Dialing DELL Customer Support brought no satisfaction, their office hours were M-F 8-5. It was Saturday night!
Monday morning (02/18/13) was President’s Day – a Federal Holiday. As a federal employee in my real job, I was of f – and on the phone to DELL Customer Support. One hour later, I felt like Mick Jagger – Can’t Get No Satisfaction! During the hour which I held the phone to my ear, I heard at least 55 minutes of obnoxious, nerve racking elevator music. Briefly speaking to four different English speaking customer service reps from four different departments, none understood why I was upset that my processor was not the one which I has ordered. I don’t think any understood what AAFES was or that I purchased through AAFES’ online DELL service center. In their mind, I went to a store, bought a PC, got home, decided that I wasn’t happy with my purchase, and wanted them to do something about it.. After giving the poor rep which I spoke with last, a solid piece of my mind and opinion an how low DELL had sunk, I hung up and vowed to never buy another DELL product.
So I packed up KK, Nannie, the Girl’s, and their Mother into the Yukon; and hauled that despicable DELL pc over to Robins AFB and left DELL’s mistake at the local AAFES facility. Then I sat at the empty table with no pc, or not idea what would replace a DELL. After a few days (5) of replacement research and a lot of simmering, I logged on to the AAFES website and reorder the original DELL Inspiron One 2330 with Intel I7 processor – and awaited its arrival. When I arrived home on Feb 28th, the new DELL was waiting on me.
Opening the box and pulling out the unit, my heart sank. The little INTEL stick on the front of the machine read “CORE I5″. Immediately, I dialed and heard the music. But this time, the result was better. I was on the phone maybe 15 minutes. Spoke with two people, one very briefly! The second – Naveen Kumar – was very concerned with my dissatisfaction. It took a bit of behind the scene action, but she delivered. DELL CSR’s would ensure that the original requested PC – a DELL Inspiron One 2330 with Intel I7 processor – was processed and shipped, promptly.
Yesterday, the new machine arrived – and Naveen did a good job. I have the DELL Inspiron One 2330 with Intel I7 processor for which I had longed. Yes! I’ve hit a few glitches with Windows 8 and the Cloud – but for the moment, I’m happy. But I secretly worry that an old friend may still let me down.
Please check out this awesome video reguarding the physical layout of our nation’s capitol -Thanks to Stoplight!
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Back in April, a frantic, yet vivacious acquaintance burst into a honeymoon suite in Ogden,Utah. In a pre-meditated scheme, the groom kicked the father of the bride in the groin, shoveled him out the window, latched onto the unwelcome intruder, and then the two dashed back to the hills ofNorthwest Arkansas. All this happening before the marriage was even consummated. And at that particular moment, Jerry Bovee (the bewildered father of the bride) didn’t realize the blessing which had been bestowed upon him and his Weber State athletic family.
The original marriage contract was made in good faith between the two parties. Both would have benefited from the arrangement. However, the union was arranged before the groom learned that tragedy had struck the one for whom he had lusted for from afar. The pleasing damsel had been scorned by her former lover. Distraught and disparaged, the fair maiden heard a low whisper from the lips of the deceiver – soothing words of comfort. A promise to embrace and nurture a broken heart, if only, he were freed from his obligation in Ogden. The cunning groom enticed the beautiful vixen to thrust a dagger deep into the heart of his waiting bride. Then he would be free to run away with the interloper, nurse the nasty wound which had been inflicted by another, and take her to her promised glory. So with deceit and forethought, John L turned his back on a simple, yet reliable future. He forsook the ones that had taken him in from the cold and decreed that he wanted no part of their ordinary existence. A life of matrimony to a “plain Jane”, living in a quaint little cottage, centered in a tiny village, and nestled away in an obscure and forgotten setting was no longer his cup of tea. This man sold his soul and dying career for one more chance at fame, fortune, and a legacy of greatness – a chance to sit in the seat of honor in the “banquet hall of college football supremacy”.
Running off with the harlot while abandoning his vow to love and to hold – til death, do we part; John L seized the opportunity. He would not pass up the opportunity. A gateway which he knew that he must step through – or regret for the remainder of his life. Commitment would not stand in his way. Integrity was a badge of honor worn by fools and losers. Distracters would disappear once the world realized the shrewdness of his actions. No man would dare slap his face again – not even himself.
But had the guardians of either party given a closer examination of the baggage carried by J L Smith, the sentinels of the university family crest would have found stashed away in his dingy carpetbag – the comical costume of a clown, a deranged diary of ridiculous quotes, and tattered carton of empty promises and flawed decisions. In his final swansong, Smith proved to be neither a faithful groom nor competent caregiver. Rather an opportunist who ditched his bride, swooped up his mistress, and then stepped out into the path of an oncoming bus.
God has some quirky ways for extracting his vengeance – especially against those who prey on the less fortunate. Though bruised and tattered, the Weber State family must be relieved, in hindsight, that they avoided the embarrassing antics of this bumbling court jester. And while a limping Hog in lipstick is still a Hog; the Razorback legacy will survive the loss of a former love, an ill advised fling with a coaching clown, and the unpleasant talk associated with sleeping around to steal someone else’s groom.
However; J L Smith won’t be as fortunate. He’s a coach on life support, waiting for the plug to be mercifully pulled: The result of a fatal misstep at the corner of N. Razorback Road and W Maple Street- while on his way to a brighter future. RIP: Coach Smith.
George Bush has been blamed for everything from the Gulf War to the collapse of the World Economy. Could a man, said to have ties with Yale University’s most secret alliance, the former sovereign holder of the world’s most powerful office, and Commander-in-Chief of theworld’s most powerful military; be responsible for wreaking so much havoc upon mankind? Many who know him best – say “You never know?”
Critics say there are unexplored gaps in his life – time spans where his activities can not be verified. Many speculate that unexplored closets exist and that behind those doors we would find shocking revelations. Dark secrets cloaked from the view of the people who trusted him with their livelihood – their very existence. Listed below are ten little known rumors that have been linked to the man – G W Bush – and his murky past:
Recently, gay activist groups poured out their wrath against Chick-fil-a. A plethora of ambitious supporters quickly joined the battle, launching a relentless barrage against the family owned business. Their message: Do not dare to carry a banner representing your moral standards or Biblical convictions onto the public forum – when those opinions cast an unfavorable light on the gay lifestyle, same-sex marriage, or Lesbian, Gay, Bi-sexual, Transgender (LGBT) agenda.
Most Americans do not possess the moral fabric, draping the Cathy family. The general public has yielded to the constant pressure and accepted the homosexual lifestyle as just another standard of living in today’s society. Over the past twenty-five years, the media and entertainment industry have lulled, or bullied, mainstream American into submission. Movies, television, and the Internet have flipped the perception of the country’s mid-twentieth century mindset concerning the gay lifestyle and same-sex marriage. They’ve indoctrinated and re-educated America’s youth regarding sexual morality, sexual orientation, and their view of the traditional family unit. Child characters on today’s sitcoms no longer look to their parents for guidance or instruction. Father no longer knows best – but rather, dad is a doofus. Three’s no longer company because we’re a Modern Family.
But during Dave Cathy’s interview with the Baptist Press, instead of simply reaffirming his support for the family and the biblical definition of the family unit; what if he had spoken out against genetic sexual attraction (incest) between concenting adult? Would gay activist organizations such as Gay & Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation (GLAAD) and the Human Rights Commission (HRC) have cried out for the annihilation of Chick-fil-a as a Christ Centered business? Would the Legacy Media and the Political Left still have jumped on the Bash Chick-fil-a bandwagon, screaming for a waffle fries boycott while terrorizing local restaurant drive-thru employees? The answer to both questions: Not likely! In fact, the substance of the interview would have gone unnoticed by all, with the exception of the regular Baptist Press subscribers. However; buyer beware! There’s a riptide in these troubled waters, and American public does not see the undertow for acceptance of the once – most taboo sexual custom in our society.
Several European countries, along with Japan and Brazil, have embraced the concept of genetic sexual behavior between consenting adults. And these countries have modified their criminal incest laws to accommodate this perceived group of persecuted human rights victims. Though the European Court of Human Rights (ECHR) upheld the conviction of German citizen, Peter Stuebing, by affirming that neither the privacy nor civil rights of Stuebing were violated under current German incest laws, the court appeared sympathetic to his plight. The international court reluctantly agreed that the German law was correct in its stance – the protection of marriage and the family.
But with this logic there seems to be a double standard when applied against consenting same-genetic sexual adult relationships. If one argues that moral and religious convictions are not a justification for denying homosexuals of their civil and human rights, then that same individual has no grounds in opposing same-genetic sexual adult relationships were the procreation factor has been eliminated.
Therefore as a result of their adamant support for gay rights and same-sex marriage; HRC Platinum Corporate Partners( American Airlines, Microsoft, CITI, and Nationwide Insurance) , America’s politically correct public office holders, and the Legacy Media can not, with good conscience, object to this traditionally sexually taboo behavior. They, along with much of the American public, have allowed legal activist and the federal courts to remove any consideration for moral and Judean-Christian values from the playing deck. As a result, Americans have allowed themselves to be stripped of the right to play the morality card, under any condition. So today, where human rights issues are concerned; there’s a long line assembling. But the passage way – once secured by a door hinged on moral and biblical standards – has been removed; allowing access to all who wish to enter. Their demands have been met. Their place at the table assured.
And Dave Cathy, along with his biblical definition for the family unit, has been instructed to sit down and shut up. Or better yet, leave the room and take that despicable morality door with him, on his way out.
Reposted from 11/11/2011 Predators seek out vulnerability, feed on weakness, and find gratification in dominating the helpless. If found guilty of his crimes, Jerry Sandusky will spend the remaining days of his demented life as the vulnerable, weak, and dominated victim … Continue reading
