So, it’s been a full week for me.  Wednesday night was Jail Ministry and it was a really GREAT night.  Spirit was definitely there, had one guy who was really fighting back and another who was so convinced he was hooked on meth that he didn’t have any chance at all of ever not being and others that were so interested in hear the Word of God…the lesson we were teaching was on anger and it fit in so perfectly with what everyone was going through.  It was really beautiful. 

Thursday was the National Day of Prayer and of course I had to work, so I our little towns prayer service on the courthouse steps at noon.  I would have normally gone, but I had a class to teach at 1300 and would only have been able to stay for a few minutes before I would have had to leave to head back to base.  But one of my Bible Study buddies from base (he does Bible Study on the 2nd and 4th Wednesday that I go to and I have the Grief Group on Base on the 1st and 3rd Wednesday of each month that he comes to) told me about a prayer meeting (service?  ceremony?) that was going to be going on in the town that he lives in, like the next major town over from mine in the evening, so I went to that one.  They did a special prayer for the military and my buddy was the one who led that one and there was another one of our Bible Study guys there (the only other guy that I knew), and it was an awesome experience.  I’m really glad that I went.

Did any of you hear anything at all from Biden on the National Day of Prayer?  I didn’t hear anything at all.  I didn’t know this, but by law, the President is supposed to issue a proclamation every year designating the first Thursday in May as the National Day of Prayer.  So, I went looking for it.  And it’s there.  But, I didn’t hear anyone say anything about it anywhere.  Now, I’m not really tuned into the communist/socialist news channels…I’m sorry, I mean the main stream media news channels anymore, so they very well could have said something and I likely would have missed it.  I did a google search and can’t see where any media source reported on it.  The only place I see it mentioned is on the White House website.  And it’s not much to read, but it’s better than nothing and … well, I’ll leave it go at that.  Far be it from me to complain about someone else’s prayers.  I have enough problems with my own, I REALLY should not be casting stones.

Anyway, busy and very filled week to this point and I’m working all weekend.  This UTA came up way too quickly and it’s already late on Friday night before I even got this episode started, so let’s get into the fun stuff and see how much I can get done before I fall asleep behind this keyboard and have to call it quits.

I know you must be getting tired of these section headers since I keep using this one over and over again.  You know I have others because I have used others in the past, but I REALLY like these and I plan on making new ones kinda based on these, but I just haven’t gotten around to it … yet.

Or more!  Man, a GOOD divorce attorney can get a regular wife two-thirds.  The lawyers will be lining UP to take this case!

And look at her eyes!  They look just crazy enough that SHE DOESN’T CARE!!!!

I have heard this next story before in generalities, but never in this much detail.  Thanks to Stephanie for sharing this.  It makes wonderful sense and should be shared and explained to everyone in exactly this same manner.

A man named Tom Nicholson posted on his Facebook account the sports car that he had just bought and how a man approached and told him that the money used to buy this car could’ve fed thousands of less fortunate people.

His response to this man made him famous on the internet. READ his story as stated on Facebook below:

 A guy looked at my Corvette the other day and said,

“I wonder how many people could have been fed for the money that sports car cost?

I replied I’m not sure;

it fed a lot of families in Bowling Green, Kentucky who built it,

it fed the people who make the tires,

it fed the people who made the components that went into it,

it fed the people in the copper mine who mined the copper for the wires,

it fed people in at Caterpillar who make the trucks that haul the copper ore.

It fed the trucking people who hauled it from the plant to the dealer

and fed the people working at the dealership and their families.

BUT,… I have to admit, I guess I really don’t know how many people it fed.

That is the difference between capitalism and the welfare mentality.

When you buy something, you put money in people’s pockets and give them dignity for their skills.

When you give someone something for nothing, you rob them of their dignity and self-worth.

Capitalism is freely giving your money in exchange for something of value.

Socialism is having the government take your money against your will and give it to someone else for doing nothing.

I think this is well written and well thought out

If you agree please send it to your friends.

If you don’t agree just delete it and have a nice day.

The class assignment was to write about something unusual that happened during the past week. 

Little Johnny got up to read his, “Papa fell in the well last week…” he began. 

“Good heavens,” shrieked Mrs. Koop. “Is he all right now?” 

“He must be,” said little Johnny. “He stopped yelling for help yesterday.”

A nursery school teacher was delivering a station wagon full of kids home one day when a fire truck zoomed past. Sitting in the front seat of the fire truck was a Dalmatian dog. The children fell to discussing the dog’s duties.

“They use him to keep crowds back,” said one youngster.

“No,” said another, “he’s just for good luck.”

A third child brought the argument to a close.

“They use the dogs,” she said firmly, “to find the fire  hydrant!”

One of my favorite little animations

When old Mr. O’Leary died, an elaborate wake was planned. In preparation, Mrs. O’Leary called the undertaker aside for a private little talk. 

“Please be sure to fasten his toupee to his head very securely. No one but I knew he was bald,” she confided, “and he’d never rest in peace if anyone found out at this point. Our friends from the old country are sure to hold his hands and touch his head before they’re through paying their last respects.” 

“Rest assured, Mrs. O’Leary,” comforted the undertaker, “I’ll fix it so that toupee will never come off.” 

Sure enough, the day of the wake the old timers were giving O’Leary’s corpse quite a going-over, but the toupee stayed firmly in place. At the end of the day a delighted Mrs. O’Leary offered the undertaker an extra thousand dollars for handling the matter so professionally. 

“Oh, I couldn’t possibly accept your money,” protested the undertaker. 

“After all…what’s a few nails?” 

An airline captain was breaking in a new blonde stewardess. 

The route they were flying had a stay over in another city, so upon their arrival, the captain showed the stewardess the best place for airline personnel to eat, shop and stay overnight. 

The next morning as the pilot was preparing the crew for the day’s route, he noticed the new stewardess was missing. 

He knew which room she was in at the hotel and called her up wondering what happened to her. 

She answered the phone, sobbing, and said she couldn’t get out of her room. 

“You can’t get out of your room?” the captain asked, “Why not?” 

The stewardess replied, “There are only three doors in here,” she cried, “one is the bathroom, one is the closet, and one has a sign on it that says, ‘Do Not Disturb’!”

Friends may come and go, but enemies accumulate.

– Thomas Jones (1892 – 1969)

Ahh, those romantic evenings, out on the veranda…

An honest 7-year-old admitted calmly to her parents that Billy Brown had kissed her after class. “How did that happen?” gasped her mother.

“It wasn’t easy,” admitted the young lady, “but three girls helped me catch him.”

Louisiana Law

It illegal for a woman to drive a car unless her husband is waving a flag in front of it.

A man had run to the store with his daughters, Sarah (four) and Hannah (two) and on the way home he drove through a neighborhood looking for houses for sale. After a bit Sarah asked, “Daddy, what are we doing?”

The man said he was looking at the houses that were for sale.

Sarah asked “Are you gonna buy a new house?”

He replied “Maybe.”

Then Sarah said with much concern, “But Dad, how will we get it HOME?!”

A man has always had a beard. One day, he decided to shave it off.

He came into the room where his 3 year old granddaughter Tiffany was and asked her, “Notice anything different?”

To which she replied, “No,” with a puzzled look on her face.

He then said to her, “My beard’s gone.”

Now the puzzled look disappeared and the innocent eyes appeared when she said “I didn’t take it!”

One day a boy came walking home from school. On the way home he saw a creek. He quickly jumped in, clothes and all. When he arrived home completely soaked his dad asked, “Son what happened?” 

“I jumped in that creek down the road.” 

“Why did you do that?” 

“I dunno.” 

His dad was very angry and said, “If you jump in that creek again, just because, I’m gonna tan that hide – just because! Is that clear?” 

“Yes dad.” replies his son. 

The next day, the boy came home walking from school, and sure enough when he saw that creek, he jumped right on in. 

When he went home, his dad knew what had happened and asked, “Didn’t I tell you not to jump in that creek again?” 

“Yes dad, but Satan told me to do it!” 

His dad, being somewhat religous, decided to give his son the benefit of the doubt and tells him – “Next time Satan tells you to do something like that, say ‘Satan get thee behind me in the name of Jesus’.”

“Ok dad.” replied the son. 

Well the next day after school, the boy was walking across the bridge, and well you know the rest. He came home again soaked. 

His dad said, “I thought I told you what to say when you came to that creek!” 

“I said what you told me dad, and when I did, Satan pushed me in!” 

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Think of an animal that begins with that letter. Repeat it out loud as you scroll down.

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Think of a man’s/woman’s name that begins with the last letter in that animal. Say it out loud as you scroll down.

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Take the hand you counted with, smack yourself in the head, get and get a life and quit playing stupid e-mail games.

When everything went to hell in Florida after Hurricane Ian, I didn’t see a lot of Priuses, windmills or social justice warriors coming to save the day.  I saw diesel trucks, combustion generators, heavy tractors, fuel tankers and a whole lotta bearded good ol’ boys putting some of that “toxic masculinity” to work saving lives and rebuilding society.  God Bless the backbone of America: the hardworking men and women of the middle class!!

Or put more succinctly:  When the proverbial hits the fan, nobody calls the pronoun people for help.

And that’s it my friends.  Until Monday (hopefully)