Showing posts from January, 2012

Delaying America’s Coming Collapse

Dr. Robert Jeffress offers bold roadmap to guide attitudes and actions in volatile times Economic chaos, spiraling immorality, cultural decay, terrorism and global upheaval have convinced many that we are living in the twilight days of America. Widely respected pastor, author and frequent media commentator Dr. Robert Jeffress agrees, but is quick to add a note of hope and challenge in his latest release, Twilight’s Last Gleaming (Worthy Publishing, January 2012). Although we cannot prevent America’s eventual demise, he asserts, we can postpone it . . . and make a difference for eternity at the same time. Including a foreword by former governor Mike Huckabee, Twilight’s Last Gleaming offers a bold roadmap to guide readers’ attitudes and actions in these volatile times. “ But it is not all doom and gloom,” writes Jeffress. “We have an unprecedented opportunity within our current culture to delay our country’s ultimate dissolution so that we can continue to grow the k

That explains a lot

At one point last week, I found out something that explains a lot. And this explanation is about "Timmy the Fly." It's something "Rebekah" also found out this week. We learned about this on the same day, I think. And we shared this knowledge with each other on Sunday night when we went to see a movie and have dinner. As it turns out, some time ago (not sure how long ago), Timmy was in a car wreck and was seriously injured. He was in a coma for a period of time and suffered major head trauma. Therefore, he really has no idea what he is doing and how inappropriate some things come across. Rebekah is "taking one for a team" and trying to help him understand some things. This knowledge does not necessarily make the situation any easier, or any more pleasant, but it does explain some things. I do think it aids us all in dealing with things differently and seeing the situation in a different light. It's less creepy, and that right there is major. I

What Pinterest and Dante's Inferno have in common

And here is the most anticipated blog post of the past 10 days... my comparison of Pinterest and Dante's Inferno . I hope it lives up to all the hype.   Circle 1: Limbo I had people tell me, oh, you need to join Pinterest, you need to join Pinterest. It seemed like everyone on Facebook was on Pinterest. I told myself that I did not need another time waster in my life. I didn't need to join Pinterest even though everyone said I did. Yes. No. Yes. No. I was in Pinterest limbo. Finally, "I drank the Kool-Aid," as one of my authors liked to say. Circle 2: Lust One night, by simply scrolling through the main page of pins, I kept coming across pictures of Channing Tatum. And then, it was shirtless pictures of Channing Tatum. Enough said about lust. Circle 3: Gluttony Have you been on Pinterest? All those pictures of food just make me hungry even if I just ate. I don't cook, but wanted to cook all of it. I'm actually trying to get my dad to

The good news or the bad news?

The good news or the bad news first? The good news is that I was able to get my wireless working. I can now be on my computer and the work computer at the same time (because I'm that talented at multi-tasking!) and my printer now functions wirelessly too. Yea! One defeat of technology. I also completed my taxes and my parents' for them. Hurray! I ended up not doing my work that I was going to which is good that I'm not spending the weekend doing that, but bad that I didn't have the motivation today to do what I had planned. But we're going with good because I need to give myself the weekend. I'll be more productive next week with rest anyway. The bad... I got tangled up in looking for social media buttons I felt I needed to add to my blog, and I wasted major time doing that. I also have not researched a new code for that remote problem, but my dad was having trouble with all of his TVs and he found what might be a solution to my problem. The bad news is

Enough with technology already

I have had enough of trying to make technology work. It seems like I am still setting up my new computer since I couldn't get my old one functioning right after it had a moment of crash. I still need to try to get some recovery software on it to see if I can get back that was not backed up. Sounds like fun, huh? Now that I got a replacement TV since the old one became a TV for the blind (the picture went out and had volume only), I CANNOT get my Dish remote to find the right code to operate the volume of the TV when the train comes by. It's annoying me. So, I went to my computer to blog, and my DSL isn't working. I THINK it is because my upgrade equipment (to get better yet cheaper internet service) came in Wednesday, and my old service isn't working because AT&T mistakenly thought I was going to complete my installation after 8 PM last night as soon as I was able to do so. WRONG!!! Josh Lucas and his blue eyed self was on a new episode of The Firm last night. A

It's not true!

I've been crazy busy trying to get some things taken care of, so I haven't had a chance to work on a couple of posts that I promised on Facebook. I promise, even if I don't do my video of "Get Right Church" I will do the post comparing Pinterest to Dante's Inferno this weekend. In the meantime, I'm posting a video I found entertaining and informative this week. I like a lot of what I have seen on 22 Words . Or I should probably say what people have shared from the site.

What do you mean?

I am posting this because of a new running joke that came about today, and to crack the code of my Tweets and status updates on Facebook, just in case you ever have a hard time figuring them out. When I say: "I must have picked out the itchiest clothes in my closet today." I mean: "Wow, this sweater sure is scratchy." Or "Man, I have dry skin and itch, but I am going to blame it on my clothes." What I don't mean: "Someone sure is being something that rhymes with witchy." When I say: "My mom called me to..." I mean: "My mom called me." What I don't mean: "Someone other than my mom called me." When I say: "I sure wish the weather would stop changing, it's making my head hurt." I mean: "I have a headache. I think it is the change in the barometric pressure, but I could just need caffeine." What I don't mean: "Somebody hit me in the head with an umbrella."

The lie

Every last one of my single friends and blog readers can debate me on this. Go ahead, tell me I'm wrong. I'm usually someone to be the first to say that they may be wrong. However, this time, I really don't think that I am. Well, maybe with one exception, and I won't tell you who that one person might be. Jenny left her comment earlier on yesterday's blog, and she was exactly right, guessing exactly where I was going. I got to thinking about this after the Timmy the Fly conversation on the parking lot after church the other night. One of the three of us there said these words, "I'm not looking for anyone right now. I'm perfectly happy being on my own." At that particular moment, it could have been true. But I know as I was standing there, I was thinking, "yeah sure." I know, that's wrong of me to assume anything. We all say it though. We're fine being alone. We don't need anyone. We aren't looking for anyone. We ju

The lie every woman tells

This is a teaser for my next post. I was going to blog about it tonight, but watching The Bachelor put me to sleep, and I'm yawning too much right now to make my post. So, let's see who guesses my direction correctly... What does a woman lie about? Especially single women? Post your thoughts... it may lead to some interesting upcoming blog posts.

Timmy the Fly strikes again

Anyone remember Timmy the Fly? I was reminded this was the name I had for him back when I posted over a year ago. I'm pretty sure you can do a search of my blog for the term and get some back story. Timmy knows better to buzz around me. Actually, I'm just thinking it's because he is not interested in me whatsoever anyway. Which is fine by me. I already have a really strange problem of real flies behind my house, and they are covering my car. That, and there's always a fly that needs to be swatted at the office. I don't need a menacing grown fly in the form of a 29 year old adult mail buzzing around. I don't really recall why I named him Timmy the Fly - at least the fly part - but he does tend to behave like a fly, flying around and landing on one person or another and back again. Oh, no, that's a problem some other single (oh, and heck, one married) ladies are having right now. I will, however, and say that he does not realize - or at least pay enough

Maybe I do have psychoticness

I'm beginning to believe more and more that the 5th grade boys are on to something with needing to recover from my psychoticness. It's a little hard to explain though. Anxiety of being around people in a confined space perhaps, even if you dearly love and adore the people in the confined space. I blame that on just spending too much time by myself. A vehicle filled with 5 people for a few hours is a bit much. Anyhow... I did go ahead and make the trek with the family up to visit my aunt today. And I requested a stop at Starbuck's so I did get to have a Salted Caramel Mocha Frappachino. That had to start a day off well! We took Aunt Lois to Babe's in Carrollton, Paige's favorite place in the whole world because it's all the chicken she could possibly eat. When they called "Jennings, party of 6" this random guy says, "your name's Jennings too? I'm Richard Jennings." My dad responds, "I am too!" Thus, a geneaology discussio


I am oh so thankful it is Friday. It's just been one of those weeks. I've posted about my technological problems over the week and honestly, that's just a small part of the week I've had. Yet, I can't completely put a finger on any one thing. The changes in the Texas weather - 28 degrees one night and two days later it's 78 - is wreaking havoc on my head. I think it's the shifts in the fronts that are giving me headaches coming and going. What I need is a weekend of nothing, but I already know I'm going to have to fight to say no. The family guilt trip... Dad called earlier tonight saying he was thinking about going up to visit his sister, my aunt that's like a grandmother to me. I love her to death, but I just don't have it in me to drive the hour plus up there and back. The reason why this weekend is because Paige and Peyton are going to be around. I really want to spend some time with them, but entertaining them and keeping them mell

Yesterday's tale continued

Alright, now I can actually explain why I decided to just go to bed yesterday as it just seemed like a bad day for me and anything involving electricity. It was cold in the office, so I went and got a space heater we've had stored in another room and plug it in. Why not, it's here, right? After 10-15 minutes of being plugged in, a fuse blew knocking out just a small section of electricity in the building. OK. I'll plug it into another wall, hopefully a different circuit. I don't really know that it was, but it's an old building and it was worth trying. The heater had an alarm on it, and after five minutes, I guess it got too hot. Fine, I'll be cold. Looking up at my light fixture at the moment, I also realize I blew out a light bulb after tightening and checking them all on Monday. I wasted what seemed like half of the morning by having to re-do something in our database three times because my notes kept deleted somehow. Thankfully, the third time was th

This is why I am going to bed before 9 PM

I give up on this day. I may not get through this blog because of technology. My whole day has been that way and typing on my phone is not working.

Nothing says love like a dead animal

I commented last night on Facebook that I had forgot about watching Cajun Pawn Stars . On that show, a person can pawn a donkey. Last week, someone sold their goat to to the store, and someone else tried to sell their alien in a jar.  Obviously, anything goes.  After referring to this, one Facebook stalkers, I mean, one of my friends shared a story with me. I love Christine - we mutually stalk each other on Facebook.  She gave me permission to share her story here. I must say, after reading her stories, I don't think of my own gift stories sound so bad. And, I'm pretty sure you can find these items at Silver Dollar Pawn Shop in Louisiana.  For my birthday, I got a cross from my mom. I opened my presents with my parents over the phone, so I said, “Wow. This is interesting. What type of wood is this made of?” It looked like little roundish pieces of wood glued end to end.   My mom said, “Look for the little card.” So I pull out the little card and begin to

Second opinion?

Every one has one... What's your opinion? Enjoy my very amusing niece Paige. Don't really think this alone is worth the $40 I paid to recover bits and pieces of what I deleted off my SD chip before my computer crash, but it is entertaining.

My mother thinks it's love

The love skeptic in me says it isn't. And even if it is, it does not matter. Well, the good news is that I don't have to worry about whether or not I really made the boy "T" in my Sunday School class cry last week. I'm pretty sure we're all good now. This morning, many of the kids were out with their older siblings at a retreat or elsewhere, so my class of 9 last week was 4 this week. However, they were still a little more rambunctious than usual. The quiet, usually more timid one - the one I was somewhat worried that I had humiliated to tears last week is certainly emerging from his shell. I don't know what I've done to the kid. After church this morning, the two boys - the best of friends and usually up to something came my way after church with papers in hand. "C" tries handing me a piece of paper while "T" is trying to make sure I don't see it. My mother says, "they're writing you love notes. I saw something a

I blame the government

Earlier this week, I was lamenting to myself that this would be a long year. I was trying to figure out how I could do my job in needing to know what's going on in the world and at the same time staying off the internet and stop watching TV (except skillfully using DVR at all times) so that I would not have to listen to and see all things surrounding the 2012 election every day. And whose bright idea was it for election year and leap year to coincide? I know each comes every four years (as does the Olympics), but who decided it should be the same year every four years? That means it's one more day of political blah-blah. You know it had to have been a politician that came up with this. Obviously, had to have been. I'm having the same kind of reaction to all the Tebow fanaticism on Facebook. I'm so ready for the Super Bowl to be over (so that we can get past football season - not that I'm saying the Broncos will be in it), and not just because The Voice premier

A look inside the Gospel Story Bible

Thank you to everyone who participated in today's tour! It is time for a FIRST Wild Card Tour book review! If you wish to join the FIRST blog alliance, just click the button. We are a group of reviewers who tour Christian books. A Wild Card post includes a brief bio of the author and a full chapter from each book toured. The reason it is called a FIRST Wild Card Tour is that you never know if the book will be fiction, non~fiction, for young, or for old...or for somewhere in between! Enjoy your free peek into the book! You never know when I might play a wild card on you! Today's Wild Card author is: Marty Machowski Illustrated by:  A. E. Macha and the book: The Gospel Story Bible:  Discovering Jesus in the Old and New Testaments New Growth Press (December 5, 2011) ***Special thanks to Audra Jennings – The B and B Media Group – for sending me a review copy.*** ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Marty Machowski is a Family Life Pastor at Cov

I've got nothin' for ya

I without flowing words of hilarity or pithy wisdom this evening. By the way, I hate the word pithy and when the word pithy is used. Actually, it triggers annoyance. I exhausted my writing skills earlier while editing the writing of others. And there is no video tonight because the only video I care about this evening after a very long work day is Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice. I would celebrate in the fact tomorrow is Friday if Fridays weren't the most stressful day of the week. I must go out of town just to go to Starbuck's this eekend. You have weeks like that?

Preview TEN: How Would You Rate Your Life?

Thanks to everyone who participated in today's tour! It is time for a FIRST Wild Card Tour book review! If you wish to join the FIRST blog alliance, just click the button. We are a group of reviewers who tour Christian books. A Wild Card post includes a brief bio of the author and a full chapter from each book toured. The reason it is called a FIRST Wild Card Tour is that you never know if the book will be fiction, non~fiction, for young, or for old...or for somewhere in between! Enjoy your free peek into the book! You never know when I might play a wild card on you! Today's Wild Card author is: Terry A. Smith and the book: Ten: How Would You Rate Your Life? HigherLife Publishing (January 3, 2012) ***Special thanks to  Audra Jennings – The B and B Media Group –  for sending me a review copy.*** ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Terry A. Smith has served as a lead pastor of the Life Christian Church for twenty years. TLCC is a nondenominational faith comm