Thursday, July 27, 2006

WFJ Website Reborn!

It has never looked better, even without my photo on there!

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

My Girl(s)

Today my twin (fraternal, not identical) daughters turn 11. I confess that 10 was a bit harder to believe. I think I am finally accepting the fact that they are growing up, and there is nothing I can do to stop it.

They have come a long way. They were born premature, and had to stay in the NICU. One for 2 weeks, and the other for 4.

Today, they are so close, even though they would never admit that. They share the same friends, and they always make each other laugh.

So Happy Birthday, Squirrels. Daddy loves you and always will.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Celebrity Endorsement


Thanks to Rick for this one!

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Perfect Day

Today we took the kids to Edisto Beach. The day couldn't have been more perfect. The air, water temperature, sunshine, waves, and the spot we picked on the beach were just awesome. We had a nice relaxing afternoon.

For supper we had some of Tracy's famous spaghetti, and for the first time in awhile, all sat together for dinner. After dinner, we had cake and ice cream for my girls, who will turn 11 on Wednesday. They each got their own fishing rods. Oddly enough, right after we bought them, they each said that they wanted a fishing rod for their birthday. I love it when a plan comes together.

I could get used to more days like this. Living in the Lowcountry of our fine state is really growing on me. The humidity is rough, but when it cools down at the end of the day, it cools down quickly. By 5:00 in the evening, it is safe to be outside.

What a day....

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Reunion

For the first time in quite a few weeks, all seven of our children are under one roof. My digital camera is on the fritz, or I would be posting photos o' plenty! Last night at VBS was "Tacky Night," and my kids were brilliant participants.

Gotta get that darn camera fixed.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Our Priorities Are &$%#!

Amazing. It bedazzles me what an uproar of water cooler discussions has risen from an expletive uttered by our president. So the guy used profanity. He's a Texan. He's human.

The real story is that many of our nation's finest are still in the middle east defending our way of life. There are babies that have been born in the US who haven't met their Daddys yet because he is fighting for our country. There are Moms and Dads keeping the home fires burning all alone waiting for their loved one to come home from a war that I believe we have forgotten why we are fighting.

We are the greatest country in the world. We have the greatest news coverage that there is, and the best we can do is report that the leader of the free world said a "wurdy durd." There is much more profanity on network TV. Kids are being exposed to it more and more. Why not report on this?

America, it's time we grew up.

Monday, July 17, 2006

VBS Kick-off

Last night was our first VBS with the Evergreen Church family. I was extremely impressed with our church and the way that they have taken the reins of the most important outreach event of the year. It ran like a well-oiled machine.

I had a great time teaching the adults. I have not laughed so hard since I have been in Walterboro! Thank you to everyone who shared their "Embarrassing Stories."

When I lived in Columbia, I lived just a couple of miles down the road from the Barnyard Flea Market. I was devastated to hear of a gang-related shooting there this past Saturday. I hope it is the last.

Saturday was also disappointing in that I missed the WFJ banquet. My stomach was not cooperating with a "Bubba Burger" I had had the night before. I was to present four awards. Major bummer.

Sunday worship was phenomenal. The worship service and VBS Kick-off, along with Friday night's Primetimers gathering, were the bookends of a tremendous weekend.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Weekend Forecast

Today is my first official "day off" as the pastor of Evergreen Church. Tracy and I are going to use this day to really finish moving in. I anticipate at least two major trips to the local recycling center (fancy way of saying trash dump). Our new home is really growing on me. We have a beautiful yard, at least 2 acres. The house is solid brick, and we have plenty of room for everyone. With all respects to my lifelong pal Rick, I will never complain about the humidity in Columbia ever again. Here in Walterboro, only 45 minutes from the ocean, the humidity levels are off the charts. The other day it was 92 degrees with a heat index of 106!

Tonight we are meeting with the "PrimeTimers," the young adult group at church. These people are incredible. Typically in a church like Evergreen, there are an abundance of senior adults and youth, while the Gen-Xers like me are uninvolved. Not so. The PrimeTimers are a very active and effective group.

Tomorrow night we are heading to Beech Island, SC for the WFJ Annual Awards Banquet. I hear I am up for the "Klutz of the Decade" Award! By the way, WFJ is going to be on TV starting in August. We will have an hour a week broadcast in the Augusta area. I guess I'd better drop 30 pounds and shine up my boots.

Then of course we have Sunday worship to look forward to. I am beginning a three (or four) week series called, "Vision Checkup." At the end of the series, I intend to cast a fresh vision that I believe the Lord has given for us. More on that later.

All in all a great weekend. Now if someone could just turn down the humidity...

Thursday, July 13, 2006

The Force Is With Me...Always


Special gratitude to my Jersey pal for this little treat. What would YOUR obituary say?

I didn't know that being a Jedi-Master of Flatulence earned you a nod from Darth Vader. He never even writes or calls.

Who knew?

Friday, July 07, 2006

It's Good to be the Pastor

Today was a really good reminder of why I enjoy the ministry so much. The day started with Mr. Clyde coming over and hooking up our dishwasher. I didn't ask him to do this. He did it because he knew it wasn't hooked up yet, and he wanted his pastor to have a functioning dishwasher (besides the kids or the wife). Because of the old copper piping in this house, it took him over 2 hours to hook it up. He never complained. Not once. He is an amazing man.

Then I visited Mr. and Mrs. K, a lovely couple in the church who haven't been feeling well. They loaded me down with enough squash and cucumbers for me to start my own produce stand. They gave it to me because they love their pastor and his family.

I also made a stop at the local hospital to visit Mr. Clyde's granddaughter and had the chance to minister to her family a bit. Whether my being there made a difference or not remains to be seen. All I know is that today I was Pastor Todd for the first time in three years, and I once thought I never would be again.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Weak one, day two

I'm tired. My head still hurts. My mind is not as sharp as it has been in days gone by. Mainly due to fatigue, I'm sure.

Today I finally unpacked all the boxes I had taken into my office. With great joy, I loaded all of the empty cardboard clutter in my truck to take to the local solid waste station. As I reached for my keys I realized that they were still on my desk...that's right...inside the locked church.

God bless "Aunt Helen," the faithful church pianist, for living a short distance from the church, and for having a key with which she graciously let me in. I am happy to report that she did not laugh at me (at least not to my face).

For some reason I am reminded of an incident that happened back in 1988 while I was a deejay at WQXL, a Christian radio station in Columbia. A Sandi Patti song was playing and I was in the mail room at the other end of the building. Suddenly, the song ended. Apparently this was the short version. With the speed of a three-legged cat in a pack of dogs (strangely cruel metaphor), I rushed to the control room, turned on the mike, and muttered something while breathing heavily, and managed to play the next song. My then co-worker and lifelong pal, Rickwell, immediately called to make sure I was ok. He was my only listener, as I recall. He did not laugh at me either...at least not to my face.

Can't WAIT for tomorrow!

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Ministry: Extreme Rules Apply!

As a member of the pro wrestling community (albeit an inactive member at present), it is with great interest that I have watched the rebirth of ECW, Extreme Championship Wrestling.

This particular genre of professional wrestling requires that the wrestler put their bodies through much more pain and suffering than your standard wrestling brand. The use of chairs, chains, tacks, barbed wire, baseball bats, tables, and other objects of pain and suffering, are commonplace in ECW. Personally, I would prefer to watch and not participate.

In my early wrestling days, I allowed another wrestler to hit me with a chair, just to see what it felt like. It hurt, but not as bad as I thought it would.

Today was my first day at the church as pastor. My main task for today was the unpacking and arranging of the Pastor's Study. n doing so, I had to unload boxes from the back of my pickup truck, onto a furniture dolly, and into the church for unpacking. During one of my trips, the furniture dolly fell back and nailed me on the left of my forehead, giving rise to a lump that would make Wile E. Coyote cringe.

As I made for the kitchen to get some ice, it occurred to me: my first day on the job, and I have been knocked upside the head...Extreme style!

Ouch...

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Happy 4th of July

Today we took a break from unpacking and took a little trip over to Monck's Corner, SC, to spend the day with my Uncle Sonny and Family. After a wonderful meal, lots of laughter, and swimming, we drove over to Goose Creek (funny names, huh) and watched a professional fireworks show. Oooooooooooh. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

It is truly a great country in which we live, and we surely have much to celebrate.

Monday, July 03, 2006

Settling In

We are all moved in to the new house in Walterboro. The house is a mess, and we are wiped out. All the animals survived the move, and it looks like Tracy and I will, too. All the kids are home, and we are just settling in one box at a time.