Christmas Reunion

I went to GA for Christmas this year as usual. It's been that way since my niece Sarah was born in 1998.

She's 10 now, and everytime I go to take a shower or a bath at mom's [granma's] I find disturbing things in the tub. Kind of like this:



It just deeply creeps me out...that's all

MERRY CHRISTmas

JUST WISHING ANYONE THAT READS THIS A VERY MERRY CHRISTmas.

If you find the emphasis on Christ offensive...It's my blog and I don't care.

A Christmas Story

First, Merry Christmas to all of my fellow Christians
Second, Happy Hanukkah to any Jewish Readers
Lastly, GOOD LUCK TO ANY ATHIEST READERS.

That said, let me tell you a Christmas story.
A few years ago, Maggie and her then 8 year old daughter were running errands. They stopped somewhere and after getting her daughter out of the car, Maggie turned to get a few items. When she turned around her daughter had disappeared. Maggie's heart stopped. Where is her daughter? She was 8 years old AND she has Down Syndrome. This was not good.

Praise God. Maggie found her daughter within seconds. She had climbed over a fence and into a Nativity scene that was set up nearby. In fact, she was sitting by a ceramic lamb and eating her Mickey D's fries. Maggie's daughter is named Grace. I call her Amazing Gracie. She is now 10 years old and is in the Won by One class at Seacoast, where I have the honor of being her teacher. Maggie also works in that ministry.

I tell you this story to tell you this: Gracie stepped into a Nativity scene and sat by that ceramic lamb and ate her fries. Had it been a real lamb, I know that Gracie would have shared her fries.

2000 years ago, God the Father and Creator of all of us stepped across the span of time and space and he stepped into the very first Nativity scene. He gave us—His lamb--the gift of His Grace by giving us His best, his McDonald's Fries so to speak, by giving His Son.

Thank You Lord for the Gift of Your Son,
In Jesus Name, Amen.

Thanks for asking

I've been a little down for the past few days.

1. One of my oldest and closest friends has been diagnosed with cancer. Then one day on the way home I listened to a southern gospel CD and heard songs about Heaven. I know he'll be ok.

2. Someone told me that I seem like a "desperate single guy". They're right, and that depressed me. It depressed me because I don't seem to know how to act around women so I come across that way. There's some freak on TV that wears earrings and I guess what you'd call a chin stud. He wears goofy looking hats, has long hair and calls himself Mystery. He teaches men how to act around women. He's wrong. I say that because he'd refer to women as "targets". Ladies is that how you want to be thought of? I didn't think so.

What's this to do with me, I'm not to sure to whom to look as a mentor. Well let me take that back. Pastor Michael "Moose" Morris once said that if ANYONE hurts his wife, he'll kill them. This is a man that treats his wife---Miss Cyndi--like a very presious lady. I'm not saying I have to go beat some other guy up, or slay some dragon or tilt at some windmill to impress a lady, just know that when I find her, treat her well.

3. I'm currently unemployed. In 2007 the company I used to work for was bought out. They told us this would not effect our jobs. I even hoped for a raise or something. Then one day they told us that we'd be laid off in May 2008. I've not found a job yet.

Ok so what does all of this mean today? My favorite Bible verse is Psalm 139:14. I am fearfully and wonderfully made; I know that full well. This tells me that God made me and He will take care of me.

So....I'll find a job; and I'll find something wherein there is a Roger-shaped and sized hole that only I can fill.

On the frontline of me finding someone special: The lady that said that I was "desperate" was absolutely right and I DO NOT hold it against her. She is right and she has in a roundabout way been very helpful to me.

Let me explain: In the book Tom Sawyer, Tom tries to impress Becky Thathcher [the skank] by doing handstands and other tricks. Of course Tom was what? 10 or 11? I'm pushing 40 [8 weeks away as of this writing] and I am doing the same thing. Instead of handstands, I'm trying to impress with the fact that I work with kids or with self-depreciating humor. Yep, nothing turns on the ladies like a guy who's all the confidence of a Woody Alen character.

Ok that said please pray that I'll overcome this flaw and that I'll also find a job.

Alrighty Then

I was just told by a lady that I was trying to add to my friend list on FB that I come across as a "desperate single guy" according to the posts she's seen on our mutual friends walls.

Sadly, she's right. And that's just what I've been trying to avoid.

I really need to get past that. I really need to come up with a way so that I don't sound like that. That's always been one of my problems.

Lord, help me with that.

Do I Have to Take a Number?

A couple of weeks ago, my best friend, David George, was told he has cancer. Pancreatic cancer. Pancreatic cancer that has spread to his liver.

I've know David for around 20 years. Like me, David has had his social struggles. You know the types, Nobody likes me, I'm going to go eat worms. We've all been there, and if you can say that you haven't, then YOU are the ones that made the rest of us feel that way.

Today, I went to patient information and asked which room he was in, they told me without even looking it up. When I got to the room, IT WAS STANDING ROOM ONLY!!!!
What a testimony to this man's character. There were around 8 or 9 people there. WOW!!! This man is loved by his friends, and I am SO honored to be one of them.

I want to encourage any reader of this blog that knows David to go see him at Roper St. Francis. If you're not able to do so, you can mail him a card or letter to:

David George
Room 319
Bon Secours St. Francis Hospital
2095 Henry Tecklenburg Dr.
Charleston, SC 29414

If you don't know me or David and you're just a random blog reader then I submit to you a suggestion:
1. GET A LIFE AND STOP READING RANDOM BLOGS
OK just kidding there, thanks for reading.

My real suggestion is if you have a really good friend, tell them how much you care about them.