Sunday, August 26, 2007


Damsel in Distress, Needs Carrots

Last night I was up on a ladder insulating our garage, when the phone rang. It was Wascally Wabbit and she was definitely in distress! She had just worked an extra long day at Wal-Mart and then on the way home had run out of carrots. Fortunately she was only a mile and a half from home.

So I grabbed what few carrots I had for the lawn mower and headed out to look for her. On the way out of the driveway I noticed that I was quite low on carrots too. (Wouldn't that be something for me to be sitting on the side of the road, carrotless, with her?) Fortunately I had a small reserve supply I could switch to.

I soon caught up to Wascally Rabbit (not hard to do since she could not hop very far with no carrots). I gave her the few carrots I had. Her vehicle started on the second try so I got into the truck and waited for her to hop of Carrot Supply. But she did not move. So I got out and walked up to her window to see what the problem was. Well, her car would run but it did not have enough carrot-power to move. I asked her to rev up the engine a bit, then put it in drive, and see if the car would take off. She did, and it did. It was a bit of a shock to see a car zooming past my nose! Afterwards we had a good laugh when Wabbit said, "I hoped the rear tire missed your toes!" (I think the problem was just a dirty old carrot or two in her throat!)

I pulled into Carrot Supply beside her and we each replenished our supply. $138 of carrots , two Pepsi's and a Mountain Dew later we were glad to get home. After a day like that Wabbit NEEDED two Pepsi's!

Sunday, August 12, 2007


Community Church Service

After my Mom's funeral, I was asked to speak at a Community Church Service that was being planned. People from several churches in the Ponoka area were involved in it. It was held this morning as a part of the County Fair. Where was it? At the Ponoka Stampede Grounds! Just to the left and kind of under the grand stands (pictured here) is the Longscore Saloon. That's where the service was held. It was at 9:30 this morning in conjunction with a pancake breakfast.

I believe this picture removes all doubt that it was in a Saloon!

My brother Bill (centre) played his fiddle as part of the worship music. Here he is reciting a poem he had written about "Puppy," a cattle dog he had to put down. A real tear-jerker that has an excellent gospel message to it. A Rancher and a Farmer each gave a testimony to God's amazing grace working to bring them to Jesus Christ. There was lots of singing and several special numbers. One lady sang "Jesus Take the Wheel" every bit as good as Kerry Underwood. (even better because I could make out every word -a powerful message.) Another young lady sang about claiming our victory over Satan. I needed that right about then. As she put it afterwords: "Satan was nipping at your heals!"

I claimed my victory in Christ and relied on the power of the Holy Spirit as I told a modern day version of the Prodigal Son, concluding with a gospel presentation and an application about both confessing (apologizing) and forgiving.

It was amazing how the service all fit together. When we step back and let the Holy Spirit direct each person as to what they should sing or share, He puts together a much better service that we humans ever could on our own.

The long (6 hour) drive home was a blessed time of praising God for His goodness in many ways.
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