I am a singer who tends to hit random pitches. I Love my wife Rachel and my five children. Sierra (11), Aleya (8) Jayden (7) Jackson (7) Kaiden 3. Four of our five children are adopted so I am very interested in adoptions and the stories that go with them. I am a dairy farmer which I enjoy most of the time. Most importantly I love the Lord.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
New Years Eve
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Blog Titles
Friday, December 29, 2006
Long & Short Of It
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Slowly/Quickly
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
Gifts
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Quote Of The Day
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Friday, December 22, 2006
House Update
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Life
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Town
Monday, December 18, 2006
Light
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Change Of Venue
Saturday, December 16, 2006
VOP
Friday, December 15, 2006
Similiar Taste
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Away
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Editing
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Middle Of The Week
Monday, December 11, 2006
VOP
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Christmas Tree
By William V. Rauscher
The Christmas tree comes to us from Germany. Martin Luther is credited with being inspired by the starry heavens one night, and expressing his feelings to his family by bringing a fir tree into his home, and attaching lighted candles to its branches. Fir meant fire, and fire is an ancient symbol for spirit. The tree also pointed toward the heavens.
Evergreens were thought to represent the ever-burning fire of life. The color green signified the life force through the year. Eventually decorative balls represented the planets, while the star that radiates from the top reminds us of Bethlehem. The entire tree and decorations teach us that the universe is witness to the Incarnation.
Red at Christmas reminds us of the fire of the Spirit. Green affirms nature, and the ongoing life. And in the Incarnation, Spirit unites with nature.
In fact, the Christmas tree symbolizes to us a further appreciation of Jesus' birth. It is a means of retelling a miracle in a colorful and beautiful way so that we can further understand and appreciate Jesus' entering our world.
Actually, the tree is a reinterpretation of pagan rites, along with the use of other greens and decorations to commemorate in ancient times a celebration of the feast of Saturnalia - the birth of the Sun in the sky at the Winter Solstice. Along with the giving of gifts, the feast was later Christianized with the selection of December 25th to announce the birth of the Son of God to the world.
The tree also tells the story of a cosmic event - a mystery. In personal celebrations of Christmas the tree begins its use in the 16th century, and is later brought to America by German immigrants.
The heavens and earth rejoice in the coming of the Lord of Life. Our decision must be either for our Christmas tree to represent the celebration of the birth of Christ, or simply an acknowledgment of the pagan festival of the Winter Solstice.
What does the beauty of the Christmas tree say to you?
In my opinon, not having a Christmas tree will not keep you from missing the true meaning of Christmas. Neither will having one cause you to have a pagan Christmas...
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Day Off
Friday, December 08, 2006
Merry Christmas
Ah yes, lets begin with work. My long time employee, Lyndon Yoder, decided to pursue a different occupation. This caused me great pain and stress in two areas. One, he was a great employee and two; I had to find a replacement. This turned into quite an ordeal. After several months of searching I found the best replacement possible. Lyndon’s father, Ernest Yoder, better known as Sonny, agreed to come and work for me. However, he was unable to start working until July 1st. Lyndon’s last day was February the 28th. I found myself working alone until June when school ended and my brother Jon was able to relieve me of some chore duties. In July Sonny started and I have found him to be extremely helpful. He has worked on a farm all of his life and knows more about it then I do.
Let’s see… Oh yes, I almost forgot. Okay that’s a lie, I didn’t forget. I am still singing with Voice Of Praise. In July we recorded another album. 2007 is VOP’s 20th anniversary and we thought it would be fitting to do a Reunion album. We are also planning to go on a Reunion tour in July.
Oh my, I almost forgot this, seriously. We have been remodeling the home place. This project began in May and we are getting so close to finished I can taste it. We are hoping to move between Christmas and New Years day. This project has brought me very close to an emotional melt down. Well, that is an exaggeration but it has been a lot of work. I am really good at demolition but rebuilding is not one of my strong points. So I did the demolition and several fellows from church have done the rebuilding.
I think that might be all… No wait… I think I forgot my family. No, I didn’t forget them I just wanted you to think I did.
Sierra: Wow, she turned six this year. I find this hard to believe. She started school this year, home school. She is very sharp and picks things up easily when she wants to. She doesn’t enjoy math but does find science and social studies very fascinating. She has found birds very interesting creatures.
Aleya: My energetic three year old. She is an amazing imitator and does everything her older sister does. She is definitely a girl and loves to play with dolls but she is also an animal lover and gives our cat, Cup Cake a very rough time occasionally. The other day she was trying to hit the calves with a stick and yet couldn’t understand why they would not let her pet them.
Jayden: Jayden turned one in May and is our cuddle bug. Jayden is also an animal lover and enjoyed the dog, Blackie, until Blackie got to close to our van wheels.
Jackson: Jack is quite a bit like Aleya when it comes to the energy department. Jack loves to race around and appears to be going close to 100 mph at times. Jack turned one in June and his most recent hobby is singing. He will sit and sing and I must say he is very good for 1.5 years old.
Rachel: I find it very difficult to cram all of her amazing accomplishments into one small paragraph but alas, this I must do. She is my wife, which takes quite a bit of time and energy, then we must add school teacher, home maker, mother, Dr./nurse, taxi driver, diaper changer, and a host of other things. I fall in love with her more every year.
Well, I have run out of room and must bid you adios. I trust that you will find peace in the One who came to break our oppression.
Shalom
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Flooring
On a different note. My dear one and only sister, Juanita, came this morning to watch the children so my wife could work at the house. She then made our supper and mixed up some christmas cookies.
Thanks so much...
From the Zehrs nearest the bridge....
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Master Bedroom & Bath
Monday, December 04, 2006
VOP Christmas Banquet
Sunday, December 03, 2006
Christmas Concert
Saturday, December 02, 2006
HMMM???
Friday, December 01, 2006
Paint
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Library
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Iffen Ya Want
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Loving It...
Monday, November 27, 2006
House Update
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Attic
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Thanksgiving
This has gotten very long and I don't know if I have said much of anything...
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Deja Vue (sp?)
I have this ritual of taking a final drink before I leave the table. I had begun this ritual and had my glass half way to my mouth when it slipped out of my hand and crashed onto the table, spilling water over everything in my general area. This little incident reminded me of my first official date with my wife. In that particular incident I had a glass full of Ice Tea slip out of my hand and cover our table. I was somehow able remain very calm and collected. By the way, how do you spell Deja-Vue???
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Discipline
Last week while listening to the radio, ESPN, I learned that Bobby Knight had slapped one of his players in the face or jaw hard enough to make him rub his jaw as if he was in some pain. What I find ironic is the fact that no one involved in this incident thought it was a problem. The player, his parents, the school president, or Mr. Knight. Some people seemed to think it was fine for him to discipline his player this way. Apparently Mr Knight was telling his player Look at me when I am talking to you!!!
My question is this: Why is it okay for Bobby Knight to pop a player in the jaw? Yet some parents have gotten into trouble for spanking their children. In the past Bobby Knight has used some very bazarre methods of discipline. Appearing to wip a player with a horsehide wip as well as swinging a metal chair. Here is another interesting thought. If Bobby Knight wasn't winning at Texas Tech would this have been more of a problem? I think so. If they would be losing lots of Basketball games I guarentee Coach Knight would have been suspended or fired. Our society is in the process of becoming very twisted. I wonder why Social Services didn't step in when they discovered Coach Knight had once again struck a player?
Monday, November 20, 2006
TV
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Dry Wall
Friday, November 17, 2006
Mid Life Crisis Group
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Appliances
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Insulation Part II
Today while I was bringing the cows across the road (The field they are grazing in is across the road. I put a fence up when I am bringing them across.) I noticed there was a vehicle parked in the road. When I went down to drop the fence and let the vehicle pass I discovered it was a Fed Ex truck. The driver was out with her cell phone taking a picture. She told me she was taking a picture to show to her manager. This way she could prove why she was being delayed. I bet her manager would found it hard to believe she was held up by a herd of cows in the road...
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Insulation
It has been a long day and I am weary.
Sleep good.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Time
Christ's Life is in us, and that makes it all possible, but we MUST CHOOSE IT. I must CHOOSE to put my book down, get up off the couch, and make cookies with my girls helping. I must choose to let the dishes wait a minute and go pretend to be a bear and chase my boys down the hall.
The funny thing is, it's so HARD to choose to get down there with them, but when I'm with them, cracking up so hard I'm belly-laughing, and looking into their eyes and down into their hearts, and just enjoying them, I am so greatful I got off the stinkin' couch! No matter how relaxing that book was to me, it can't beat being WITH them. The book is nice to my flesh, but being (really BEing) with my children brings Peace and Rest to my heart.
But it doesn't start out like that. At first, it's you making the choice via sheer will-power to do what you know you OUGHT to do. God is responsible for changing your heart, but YOU are responsible for changing your actions.
This is not original with me. My wife found it on the internet. I must admit this is what I struggle with. I don't seem to have energy to BE with my children. I try to tell myself that when my children are 14 I want to have a relationship with them. But I forget so easy. It is much easier to say no... I am tired and don't have the energy to play hide and seek. But when I do it I have fun and they have fun. Isn't that what family is all about? Learning to have fun together?
Sunday, November 12, 2006
A Thousand Words
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Tragedy
Friday, November 10, 2006
Prayer
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Cider
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Grazing (Sort Of)
Monday, November 06, 2006
Housing Update
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Tour
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Photo Prints
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Decor
Monday, October 30, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Auction Items
Saturday, October 28, 2006
It's Off To Bed I Go...
Friday, October 27, 2006
Happy Birthday
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
The Past
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Final Meeting
Monday, October 23, 2006
Your Story Hour
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Returning
Friday, October 20, 2006
Leaving
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Amazement Square Part II
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Amazement Square
Monday, October 16, 2006
Things In Common
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Movin Out
Friday, October 13, 2006
Question
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Mexican Train
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Yankees Part II
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Who Am I
On another more earthy note. We finished hauling chicken litter today and are hoping to start disking and planting in the morning. I managed to get the manure truck stuck twice in a row how distressed I was....
Anyway and so forth this is who I am, I think...
Monday, October 09, 2006
Da Yankees Loose
Sunday, October 08, 2006
National Church Attendance
On the way home my mind was wandering and I asked my brother this question. I wonder what percentage of the people in our nation attend church Sunday morning?" Of course we don't know the answer. I also mentioned that a lot of people go to church. He responded with "Their are a lot of people who don't go to church." So, this conversation wasn't very helpful in answering one of life's persistent questions... (I stole this last line from Prarie Home Companion)
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Snap, Crackle, Pop
Friday, October 06, 2006
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Chicken Litter
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
Plumbing
Sunday, October 01, 2006
49 years
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Not needed
Friday, September 29, 2006
Finally
Tommorow we will be having another yard sale to help offset adoption costs. If you are traveling Wisecarver rd. stop in and see us. We may even cut you a good deal but I doubt it....
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Aleya
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Odd Man Out
Monday, September 25, 2006
Nascar
Saturday, September 23, 2006
David
Friday, September 22, 2006
Goat Island
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Tour
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Sweat
Monday, September 18, 2006
Stress
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Silence
I was lying on the couch this afternoon for slight siesta. The house was quiet except for the ticking of the clock. This reminded me of my grandaddy's house. The house is located in the middle of some huge oak trees. When the lights are off in the living room it tends to be rather dim. A nice quiet room, except for the ticking of the clock. If that clock wasn't ticking it would be a rather uncomfortable room. It would be to silent. Grandaddy's house would not be the same if that clock would be removed from the premises. So, when I am longing for peace and quiet I long for a room that makes me comfortable. A room with a ticking clock...