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I usually don’t print these, but my brother-in-law sent this to me this morning, just to good not to pass on, enjoy and take it to heart!
A young and successful
executive was traveling down a neighborhood street,
going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was
watching for kids darting out from between parked
cars and slowed down when he thought he saw
something. As his car passed, no children appeared.
Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag’s side door!
He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to
the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry
driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest
kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting,
‘What was that all about and who are you? Just what
the heck are you doing? That’s a new car and that
brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why
did you do it?’ The young boy was apologetic.
‘Please, mister…please, I’m sorry but I didn’t
know what else to do,’ He pleaded. ‘I threw the
brick because no one else would stop…’ With tears
dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth
pointed to a spot just around a parked car. ‘It’s my
brother, ‘he said ‘He rolled off the curb and fell
out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him
Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive,
“Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair?
He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”
Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the
rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the
handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took
out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh
scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything
was going to be okay. ‘Thank you and may God bless
you,’ the grateful child told the stranger. Too
shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy!
push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk
toward their home.
It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage
was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair
the dented side door. He kept the dent there to
remind him of this message: ‘Don’t go through life
so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to
get your attention!’ God whispers in our souls and
speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don’t have
time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It’s
our choice to listen or not.
Thought for the Day:
If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning.
Face it, friend – He is crazy about you!
God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter
without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise
strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the
Read this line very slowly and let it sink
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through
This entry was posted on Wednesday, June 16th, 2010 at 9:52 am
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By the time Tuesday rolls around I will be on a planes all day getting from Corbin, to Reno. The Reno Pylon Racing School is this week, so guess what you will start seeing on Wednesday! Richard Small, Mike Anskat, and Moose Peterson will join me for the event, sorry but more airplanes are on the way.
My Pastor, Tim Thompson shared a wonderful sermon Sunday morning, please let me share some of it with you. We’ve been doing one scripture per week and this weeks was a good one, o.k. there all good ones!
Philippians 4:13 New King James Version
I can do all things through Christ who strengths me.
There are several steps to living this out in your life.
1. Attempt to do something big. Pick a big goal, a goal that matters, something worthy of your time and effort. A goal that honors Him.
2. Get closer to God. You will need him to attack your goal. His fellowship will change everything.
3. Accept the struggle. When you step out for God, struggles will come, but none that He can’t help you through.
4. Don’t strive – surrender. Remember it is God that is doing the great works through you, trust Him and know He is in control and can handle the struggles, the doubts, and the fears. He is in charge.
5. Remain in Him, Abide in Him learn to rest knowing He has it all in His hands.
Doing great things can be truly great, if it is for Him, through Him, and to glorify Him.
This entry was posted on Tuesday, June 15th, 2010 at 9:29 pm
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I have a very dear friend, that I met at the Savannah workshop last year. We have drawn closer over the months since first meeting. He is dealing with a knee that is requiring surgery. He may miss the October Reunion because of this issue. I’m concerned for him, as a good brother should be. I wrote him and email the other day asking how he was doing. This was his response. If it impacts you half as powerfully as it did me, you better sit down.
I have nothing to complain about and sooooooo many things to be thankful for.
My new granddaughters have changed my perspective more in the last five weeks than I think it’s moved in the last twenty years.
It goes something like this:
About a year and a half ago a pair of two and five year old sisters were living in a mud shack with a broken grass roof in a neighborhood of a city in Ethiopia that is so poor and destitute we can’t even imagine it. No clean water, no sewer, no anything. They ate only when they could find something in a dumpster, someone dropped food and they got to it before the dogs did, or the rare occasions when someone would share something with them. But even when they found food, it did them no good. The were so full of parasites that the chronic diarrhea kept them horribly malnourished, extremely dehydrated, and the anemia slowed their brains down to a crawl. The pain from the cavities and the broken roots of their teeth made eating anything that required chewing almost impossible. They barely had the strength to cry.
They at least had a shack to call “home”. Thousands of children in that ciy and hundreds of thousands in Addis Ababa live on the streets. The UN says that in Addis 250,000 orphaned children under the age of 12 live like that with less than a 40% chance of seeing their 18th birthday. 500 of them die in those streets each day. They literally send trucks out each day to pick up the little bodies that just didn’t have the ability to keep breathing anymore. How long these two would have survived had they remained there would have been measured in weeks, maybe months, but seeing their next birthday was not a probability.
They had a birth mother that loved them, but since their father died of malaria three years ago, she had no way to support any of them. She was physically as bad or worse than they were, as anything decent she had for food she gave to them. She approached an orphanage to see if they could take the girls. The orphanages are always full to overflowing and can seldom take another two. Whether she tried several times or only once, we don’t know, but because American couples had adopted two of the children, they could take in two more. That at least got them a bed and two meals a day and some basic medical attention to clean out most of the parasites Whether their birth mother is still alive we don’t know, nor probably ever will.
And because my daughter responded to the call that God put in her heart to adopt these two little girls, now three and six, every morning they now wake up in comfortable beds in a house that is warm in the winter and cool in the summer and the rain doesn’t come in. They have several choices of clean clothes to put on. They sit at a breakfast table with cold milk and orange juice from a refrigerator and cereal and toast waiting for them, and the hardest choice they’ll have to make that day is when to play outside and when to come in and play with their dolls. When they cry or the night overwhelms them, they are held and comforted. Their teeth still sometimes hurt a little, but one more trip to the dentist will finish that. They get to have temper tantrums, argue over the red crayon, tattle on each other, want ice cream when they haven’t finished their dinner, and swing on the swing set that “Papa” built until the sun is long gone below the horizon.
They have a hope and a future.
But it will be years until sleep comes easily and the nightmares subside. It will be as long before they stop wondering when they have their picture taken if it means they will be moving somewhere else, maybe soon, that is if they’re cute enough and someone wants them. Who knows how long it will take before they have any hope in their hearts that when someone says good bye that they will ever see them again.
Our prayer is they will come to know Jesus early on, and the probability is they will come to Christ easily because they have seen His model for salvation played out in their everyday life. They already know someone who gave up her life to save and love them even when she had never met them. She is their Mommy, and they don’t now know but one day it will dawn on them just what she did.
And she didn’t just save two, she saved four. Because the day those two left the orphanage, it left open beds so two more children can have a chance to see their next birthday.
That “Mommy” calls me “Dad” is an honor and a privilege.
So, nope, a bum knee isn’t worth complaining about. 🙂
The church my daughter is part of, Harvest Church, in Billings MT is doing wonderful things to address this whole issue in Ethiopia:
1. They’re working on adopting 100 kids into the church family so there will be a community of people that look like them and understand what they’re going through. Also makes for a great support group for the adopting parents; they need it.
2. They’re supporting orphanages there to increase capacity to provide both beds and day care/meals/and basic healthcare to more children.
3. They’re doing micro economic development work to create the ability for widows to earn an income to support their families and for extended families to take in children when both parents have died. When all it takes is a dollar or two a day to survive, a sewing machine given to three women can support three families.
All this is part of why I think Scott’s work with Springs of Hope in Kenya is so awesome. The orphan problem is unimaginable all over that continent; we’re in danger of losing a whole generation.
This went a lot longer than I intended, but just seemed to need to be written to someone. Hope you don’t mind.
Love you, man
I’ve decided to postpone any complaining for quite a while. Thank you Lord for this act of supreme love, that has been given to these two children.
*Photo note: This image was shot in Alcatraz. Many are in prison around the world and right next door, Jesus has the only key to unlock the cells, His love and sacrifice.
This entry was posted on Monday, June 14th, 2010 at 9:18 pm
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Photography is about the decisive moment. We attempt to shoot at the very moment that all the elements are in place. I would love to be able to tell you that I not only caught the two Blue Angel’s F18 Hornets about to cross, but also timed the rest of the team to be in the background at the same exact moment. I did catch the jets, after several failed attempts, the background, that was
either chance or something else.
We would all like to believe that we have control over what happens in our lives. That is to some degree, or another, both true and false. We do have some control, but not total control. Circumstances can arise that we have no control over at all. Yesterday I shared about why I believed my dear friend Scott Kelby has been so blessed. The question you might ask yourself is can I put my self in a position to be blessed like that as well. The answer is a resounding yes. Would your blessing look like Scott’s? Probably not, because you’re you, and he’s Scott. Let me share another scripture with you this morning that backs up the scripture from yesterday.
Psalm 37:4 (New Living Translation)
4 Take delight in the Lord, and he will give you your heart’s desires.
What does it mean to take delight in the Lord? If you believe that Jesus was the Son of God and that He came to earth to teach, live as an example, and then die and be resurrected for you, then you have accepted Him for who He truly is. If you accept that, you have no doubt offered your heart and life to Him. Having done so, you will come to grow in your relationship with Him. Soon your every moment will be affected by this close friendship and brotherhood that has arisen and grows stronger with each passing day. When you start to care more about what he wants, more than what you want, your desires will change. As you desire what He desires, He is more than able to make the desires of your heart a reality.
Let me give you a very earthly example; As you know I love airplanes and aviation. Around 14 years ago I decided to learn to fly to be able to shoot landscape images from the air. God has provided not only the experience, but my safety, and three airplanes. Are the airplanes and the flying vital to what God really wants in my life? I believe so. I do know for certain that because of the interesting experiences I’ve had I get the opportunity to share with others about these grand adventures, and in the process, more importantly, I get to share about my love of the Lord. Many people have shared with me that these “sharing sessions” have been important to them, spiritually. That is God’s work, not mine, my job is to be obedient when He calls. As Woody Allen said, “90% of success is just showing up.”
I don’t believe in blind chance. I believe things happen for a reason, sometimes the reason is something very grand in the overall scheme of your life, sometimes maybe just something pleasant, but always for a reason. God has a plan and he is under no obligation to share it with us. We probably couldn’t handle the details if He did reveal them. This is where faith comes in. If I truly believe that He loves me, and cares for me, and that He is always doing what is best for me, why would I worry or be concerned?
So is my life, Scott’s life, and your life chance or something else? I’ll leave that for you to ponder.
*Photo note: Shot at the Reno Air Races in 2009, D300s and 70-300 AFS VR lens.