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- Married to Andrea since 1982. We have 9 children together and none apart. Our dog's name is Tebow.
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After finding and remediating mold twice in our Colorado home, we abandoned ship in October 2008. Because of the high levels of exposure, our entire family was affected. After months of seeing different specialists for all of the problems, we came to Arizona to begin comprehensive treatment to rid our bodies of the toxic buildup. In August 2009 we moved into a larger home, four bedrooms, south of Tucson, north of Mexico. I am doing my daily radio program/ writing from that location. Thanks for praying for us. We really feel it.
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Friday, February 26, 2010
I’m getting ready for a long trip with some exciting things to do. Thanks for any prayer you can give my family while I’m away, and for me. I’ll tell you more about the trip when it’s appropriate, but I’m heading to Nashville to attend the National Religious Broadcasters convention and then south to New Orleans for a few days.
My kids have known about the trip for a while and have been talking about it. Yesterday as we were driving back to the house, I had the radio off and one of my sons was riding shotgun. There was a long pause in the conversation. Then, matter-of-factly he said, “Are you going to cheat?”
I furrowed my brow, trying to discern his meaning. I was speechless, actually.
He could sense my lack of verbal abilities so he clarified. “You know, on your trip. Are you going to cheat?”
I still didn’t catch his meaning. Does he know something about Nashville that I don’t? I know New Orleans is a rough town, but I wasn’t planning to go to any red light districts.
“I still don’t know what you mean,” I said.
“Yes you do,” he said, rolling his eyes. “Are you going to cheat on the diet? Are you going to eat any bad stuff?”
Such is our life, where the worst “cheating” you can do is eating bread. I haven’t been to a fast food establishment in months. Haven’t had a pancake, potato chips, or soft drink in what feels like years. And I feel better.
That’s a good reason not to cheat, I think.
My kids have known about the trip for a while and have been talking about it. Yesterday as we were driving back to the house, I had the radio off and one of my sons was riding shotgun. There was a long pause in the conversation. Then, matter-of-factly he said, “Are you going to cheat?”
I furrowed my brow, trying to discern his meaning. I was speechless, actually.
He could sense my lack of verbal abilities so he clarified. “You know, on your trip. Are you going to cheat?”
I still didn’t catch his meaning. Does he know something about Nashville that I don’t? I know New Orleans is a rough town, but I wasn’t planning to go to any red light districts.
“I still don’t know what you mean,” I said.
“Yes you do,” he said, rolling his eyes. “Are you going to cheat on the diet? Are you going to eat any bad stuff?”
Such is our life, where the worst “cheating” you can do is eating bread. I haven’t been to a fast food establishment in months. Haven’t had a pancake, potato chips, or soft drink in what feels like years. And I feel better.
That’s a good reason not to cheat, I think.
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Ah the innocence of children :)
Wishing you lots of luck during your trip!
As an Aside - and NOT my reason for being here... My Reason for being here is Sgt.Al who was killed in the line of duty on monday in chicago...
[An aside in response to your son's question about you cheating... Please Avoid Cheating... And Serve The World Salad... http://okwoodyharrelsoniwillgofurtherthemovie.org/BearBlog/2009/11/30/let-us-be-peaceonearth-and-lettuce-begin-with-salad/ ]
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PostDateIcon Monday, 22 February 2010 15:15 |
A Tragic Loss
There's a family in Chicago grieving today. Al Haymaker was a graduate of the Moody Bible Institute and a 21-year veteran of the Chicago Police Department. He was answering a burglery call early this morning when his squad car hit a tree in the median of Lake Shore Drive and he was killed. Please pray for Al's family and friends who are grieving today. Pray too for all those who, like Al, put themselves in harm's way to protect us--police officers, firefighters, and those serving in the military.
...And For My Family in Chicago today... From Aloha, Oregon...
Good question. How did you answer him? Might make a great topic for a future show. Also, do you pray for wisdom and strength for not cheating on your diet?
Ok, I hope I am not embarrassing myself too much by asking what does "riding shotgun" mean?
Shotgun is the front passenger side. Obviously you didn't grow up selling moonshine. Neither did I. I'm sure there's some explanation for it and it would only take 2 seconds typing it into Google. Sigh.
My esteemed spouse has just advised me that "riding shotgun" originated in stagecoach days, when a gun-toting companion would ride next to the driver to protect the stagecoach from robbers--the driver couldn't do it because he was too busy handling the horses. See, who needs Google when you have such an educated spouse "riding shotgun" for you? :-)
That is awesome! Your wife sent me over here and I'm glad she did.
My family's been on the diet for about 7-8 years now--same reasons as you guys--and I'm laughing out loud at your post! Unfortunately, I knew immediately what he meant! Which is pretty sad! Have a great trip, and blessings to you and your family!