Word Play

Well this is really embarrassing to admit. Not only do I butcher the English language when writing (eg. to vs. too, by vs. buy, you're vs. your, effect vs. affect). But I also mispronounce words. For instance today, I learned that cumin is a spice for Mexican dishes. I was wondering if it was really needed in chili and was advised not to exclude it. Well when my wife came home, I said I had to run to the store to buy some cumin but I was pronouncing it come-in. Well she quickly corrected me and I even looked it up to make sure she was right, and yes, I was way off. It is actually pronounced KUH-mihn. So thankfully, I knew where the spices are stocked and did not ask the grocery lady where the cumin was located. I could have been arrested!!!

I have also misused words because of my German mom. She used to always use the phrase "chew them down" when referring to the act of bargaining. Now I really hope that was the phrase she was using. Well this year at the ripe old age of 42, I learned no one says "chew them down" but instead uses the derogatory phrase "Jew them down." I was mortified. I mentioned it to my cube mate and he said he was always shocked I used the phrase since it wasn't Christianish. But I found out I am not alone. A friend from Indiana used the same phrase.

So if I have ever been offensive it's due to my German heritage.

Miss you Zane

Tonight I received horrible news. Recently I made contact with an old fraternity brother, Zane, who was a blast to be around. We both had an AG background but at the time we were pledging a fraternity and pretty much just being stupid. However, a bond was formed and when it came to naming my son just 7 years later, I chose Zane as his middle name rather than giving him my name - okay Judy was not going for Stephan Zane. I really liked him and also thought the name was a cool California name rather than a Western novelists name (Zane Grey).

I googled him this summer and found his facebook site. We shot a few messages back and forth on facebook and found out he was here in Oklahoma for the Summer. I called him twice and left dorky a messages on his phone like "give me the creed pledge" or something like that. I never heard back so figured he moved back to the Northeast.

Today I receive a facebook message wanting to know if I was Zane's friend and that I should call or message back at my earliest oppertunity. I just figured it was someone trying to track him down and was planning on calling Zane before giving information out. After a few messages back and forth, I read this "Steve, Zane passed away early yesterday morning. He was hit by a car and died instantly." It was gut wrenching and right now I am wishing it was just a sick story.

I called her up on the way to pick up my son from church. I was supposed to take my Josh Zane to get something to eat but I am just driving aimlessly around our city talking randomly about memories. I told her how he used to open his wallet and start showing pictures of his family and then come to a picture of Elvis and say "this is my dad." Man it was cheesy and I would just laugh. We would do stupid stuff to pledges but more in a fun, relief way as opposed to harsh treatment. I plan to scan old pictures to show you some of the stuff. Hope I can find them soon.

The last time I remember seeing him would have been in the fall of 1990. He took a hop into Tinker AFB and I hauled him and my pregnant wife down to Ada to hit our old stomping grounds. Judy you're a saint for going along.

Since then we maybe interacted only two or three times until recently.

Our last "conversation" saved on Facebook

Me (Aug 3): "Hey is this Zane from...East Central University. If so, man how have you been doing?"

Zane: "Oh my god. I was looking for you last week. All over the internet. Oh my god. Wow."

Me: "Cool. Did I ever tell you that my son's middle name is Zane. I am so glad to find you but did not think you would be on the East Coast. We're still in Oklahoma but did two assignments in Europe" [noticed I had to slip Germany in the convo]

Z: "Brother, I'm in Edmond for the summer! I'm here now."

That pretty much was the end. Just a few days ago I checked his profile out because someone tagged him in pictures.

I was so happy to get back in contact with him and so wish I would have called, e-mailed, and messaged him more so I could have seen him before he passed away. Now I just sit her stunned, waiting to hear news of where his funeral is and paying my respects. Would have loved coffee at Starbucks, reminiscing about old times, and sharing new stories.

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I MISS YOU MY PLEDGE BROTHER AND SO WISH I WOULD HAVE KEPT OUR TIES STRONG. REGRET SUCKS!

Lil Josh

 

I miss this guy.
My little buddy.
He is nearly all grown up.

I need to post something...

I had a great time at the AIM breakthru conference, youth small group is going well, and I ran 3 times this week. Need to write about it but too tired. Need to finish up some studying so maybe this weekend. Until then enjoy...like anyone reads this :)

Maybe she is part lab....

Today the dog, Sparky (aka Cujo) really made me laugh! I decided to plant some vines the neighbor gave me. By plant I mean jab and end in the dirt and water them. When I started the sprinkler the dog went absolutely mad. She started attacking the water. This went on for ever. Every now and then she would take a hack break - see my tweets for details. After I was through watering she would tentatively walk up to the sprinkler and I would turn it on. We went back and forth until I got bored - she was enthralled. Well then she starts barking at the thing like she's trying to get it to play. She is a blast but I know tonight the retching will start again so I am heading to bed early! I'm giving her antibiotics and pediatric cough suppressants. If that does not work I have a silver bullet.

New addition

Way back when, we did not get this dog---------->
It was on craigs list but was gone by the time Judy caved. But I learned

So I pretty much gave up the dog thing. Sound pastoral advice (thanks Gene) was to never take in a dog again - somehow we never keep it for more than two years.

Well crazy thing happened on the way to the pound looking for a kitten - we found this girl and she was screaming rescue me. So I call Judy telling her you wont believe what is at the pound - a pom. Just like the one she said she wanted after I had liquored her up. But she wanted a puppy next Summer (i.e. $300 & delayed gratification). Okay you know me cheap and I want it now. PLus I was doing it for her. When Judy first mentioned a pom, I thought that is an old fat guy's dog but oddly enough I love it. How weird is that?

Well she was firm on the phone. So we stopped communicating (she hung up - I kid) and I pretty much gave up on it...but we took the first two pics anyway. Later that night we talked about it but she was holding her resolve - so I casually showed the offspring - who I might add we potty trained and never got rid off even when they messed up the carpet. I knew Judy caved when she asked Summer if she wouldn't rather have a kitten. She astutely observed, we already have one and I want the dog. An unbreakable alliance was formed.

I rushed to the shelter Saturday morning and the dog was still there. Plus a good deal was even better - $25 adoption fee which includes - get this - spaying, heartworm tests, flea/tick treatment, heartworm treatment and vaccinations. I also can bring her to four days of obedience training.

So she has been home just over 36 hours and I am still happy. I was up early (4:45)taking her out - guess I have no excuse for not doing morning devotions. She hangs right by me. She throws a little fit being kenneled but I think she is coming around. The cat is curious but has not totally warmed up to her. It won't be long before they are chasing one another around the house. Oh and get this - she fetches. I have a has a few dogs that just run around with whatever you throw but she brings it back and gives the toy (or sock) back. And she gets so excited at times she dribbles on the two year old carpet. How endearing! Really Judy it is.

I know I am a big kid - but I will be a responsible pet owner! Yet I am surrounded by scoffing friends, coworkers and neighbors who scream not again - don't you know the definition of insanity.

She still needs a name. Some names are wolfie, sparky and cujo but as I type this I am thinking "my precious!" and I will say it just like gollum.

Oh and some nameless person - initials country girl - suggested "someone elses". I can now empathise with her middle child's cry, "you hurt my feelings!" Boo country girl! Hope you enjoy the fried green cactus appetizers your getting in two weeks. Your cactus is going to die. And I will take a picture of you crying and blog about it!!!

Help me I've fallen...

A few years ago while in the land of hills and forests, I went to a men's retreat. While there I received a beautiful letter from my daughter, Hailey. In it she encouraged me to receive what I needed from Christ. She stated that I often am critical and hard to myself. She shared this passage with me. Ps 37:24-25 "If the Lord delights in a man's way,he makes his steps firm; though he stumble, he will not fall, for the Lord upholds him with his hand."

To me that says as long as I am after Jesus, He will make my walk stronger. Too many times we try in our efforts but it is Christ in us doing the molding. We try to behave like Christians rather than just be Christians - imperfect people being perfected. So when we fail (stumble) we need to get up relying on His strength and not our own.


When my babies fell down, I encouraged them to get up and try again. Often times, I had to help them, walk beside them, or give them a strong arm to hold onto and balance themselves. So I guess I'll quit trying on my own.
BE ENCORAGED, I AM.

I just shared this scripture with a friend and it moved me and reminded me of the above, so here it is:

Is 50:4-7 The Sovereign LORD has given me his words of wisdom, so that I know what to say to all these weary ones. Morning by morning he wakens me and opens my understanding to his will. The Sovereign LORD has spoken to me, and I have listened. I do not rebel or turn away. I give my back to those who beat me and my cheeks to those who pull out my beard. I do not hide from shame, for they mock me and spit in my face.
Because the Sovereign LORD helps me, I will not be dismayed. Therefore, I have set my face like a stone, determined to do his will. And I know that I will triumph. He who gives me justice is near. Who will dare to oppose me now? Where are my enemies? Let them appear! See, the Sovereign LORD is on my side! Who will declare me guilty? All my enemies will be destroyed like old clothes that have been eaten by moths!

Just look in the mirror like Stuart Smalley and just repeat the above until it gets in your spirit. Pray the word. LATERS.

Penny Pranks.... I love them.

Scorpions @ our house

No not the band....


...this kind.


Last year, my eldest - the baby who is nearly all grown up - and I were rushing around to get out the door for a missions trip to Mexico. I hear her cry out in pain, and my wife exclaims, "There is a scorpion!" I rush in and sing "Here I am to save the day!" I see the thing and just pulverize it - it was striking the whole time. Apparently, as Hailey was putting on a shoe she disrupted the scorpions nap or her pinkie toe looked like breakfast.

Anyway she was tough and we get on a bus ride from Oklahoma City to the Texas/Mexico border. Judy calls an exterminator and we are all good. After a month of being real careful putting on shoes, the critters are forgotten.

Well Tuesday night, I come home and ask the kids where is my other shoe that I store behind the sofa. (Not sure why this upsets Judy but I was trying to move them before she came home.) Well my second shoe was used to kill a scorpion they spotted in our hallway!

So off to Lowes and I sprayed some stuff that smells great. I plan to take a black light and look for some of its friends. I guess I will break down and hire professionals to spray for them. I am learning that they like to climb trees. That's what I get for planting them around the house - so now I get to spend my weekend caulking and weatherproofing the doors (I guess that gap I have been ignoring isn't good).