<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:09:12.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of Thunder</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-644496157293927463</id><published>2009-04-25T08:45:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:39:55.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding Agent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMNprmG7PI/AAAAAAAAANU/zJzrzQuat1U/s1600-h/Gorge4-17-09+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328617793837788402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMNprmG7PI/AAAAAAAAANU/zJzrzQuat1U/s400/Gorge4-17-09+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMM5Lj4jzI/AAAAAAAAANM/37OqkS3bjd0/s1600-h/Gorge4-17-09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328616960604802866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMM5Lj4jzI/AAAAAAAAANM/37OqkS3bjd0/s400/Gorge4-17-09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMMtCeCojI/AAAAAAAAANE/S36HMeyWvcM/s1600-h/Gorge4-17-09+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328616752005947954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMMtCeCojI/AAAAAAAAANE/S36HMeyWvcM/s400/Gorge4-17-09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMManL7itI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PqrCRVdZ5IM/s1600-h/Gorge4-17-09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328616435444583122" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMKPsF5KkI/AAAAAAAAAMc/r6Iia-aqs8o/s400/Gorge4-17-09+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMKCjMwo9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/qbA9PrU7z5o/s1600-h/Gorge4-17-09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328613823034205138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMKCjMwo9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/qbA9PrU7z5o/s400/Gorge4-17-09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMJ3huNgoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/c2hNaq4-A5c/s1600-h/Gorge4-17-09+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328613633659077250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMJ3huNgoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/c2hNaq4-A5c/s400/Gorge4-17-09+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMJtbv5uuI/AAAAAAAAAME/DiGzRIMcGdg/s1600-h/Gorge4-17-09+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328613460256864994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMJtbv5uuI/AAAAAAAAAME/DiGzRIMcGdg/s400/Gorge4-17-09+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMH6V_rAYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/aIJv-VtajUk/s1600-h/Gorge4-17-09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328611483027440002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMH6V_rAYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/aIJv-VtajUk/s400/Gorge4-17-09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backpacking for a weekend has never let me down. Especially when everything goes according to plan, and you and your brother get to experience a solitude weekend of bonding in the wilderness. This trip to the Red River Gorge was more meaningful and special than previous hikes I have been on in the past. Not because the Gorge is more exciting than Dolly Sods and other various wilderness areas in West Virginia.  We certainly  didn't have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gourmet&lt;/span&gt; food to munch on this weekend. This trip was really awesome because it was Joe's first time backpacking and it also gave us a chance for a true brotherly bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work by day consisted of exploring, gathering trees, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chopping&lt;/span&gt; wood, skipping stones, fishing, playing in the creek (some may say "crick", but not me,) and taking a dump. There is nothing like pooping in the woods.  A small afternoon nap was kind of nice too. Play by night was enjoyable under the direct &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;supervision&lt;/span&gt; Jack. He is a tough guy!!! Burning the tree's, branches, and logs we gathered was a blast. At one point, the flames from the fire were as tall as me and wide as my wingspan. What a blast! Topics of conversation that came up frequently where Iraq, family, work, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; fire we built, and sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to get out there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-644496157293927463?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/644496157293927463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonding-agent.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/644496157293927463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/644496157293927463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonding-agent.html' title='Bonding Agent'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SfMNprmG7PI/AAAAAAAAANU/zJzrzQuat1U/s72-c/Gorge4-17-09+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1174117783993463867</id><published>2009-04-22T22:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:31:19.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiots!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxyzIC5q86Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxyzIC5q86Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think these guy's are very smart. Because if they were, they would have used a leather couch that folded out into a bed. I can't tell...Is that  Nike?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1174117783993463867?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1174117783993463867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/idiots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1174117783993463867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1174117783993463867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/idiots.html' title='Idiots!!!'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-8391974176719495122</id><published>2009-04-12T07:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:38:43.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He has risen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SeHMZzOSFtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4a045D1Emkk/s1600-h/jesus-christ-superstar-last.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323760978147546834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SeHMZzOSFtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4a045D1Emkk/s400/jesus-christ-superstar-last.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mesopotamia/Middle East is where it all began. It is hard to believe that the region where Christ lived, preached, and healed is now home to the some of the darkest sin in the world. When I was deployed with the 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Battalion&lt;/span&gt; 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Marines in Iraq, one of my duties was to provide security for our F.O.B. (Forward Observation Base.) Whether it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;patrolling&lt;/span&gt; through the surrounding villages, working with the Iraqi army, or sitting on roof tops, it was my duty to provide some sense of relief to the Marines with other duties.&lt;br /&gt;As I have said before, I enjoy and appreciate a sunrise much more than a sunset. Especially as a Marine trying to provide security in a dark place. I have witnessed the huge ball of fire rise on hundreds of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;occasions&lt;/span&gt;. But one stands out far above the rest.&lt;br /&gt;On Easter morning, the day Christ fulfilled his promise, I took awe at a once in a lifetime sunrise. To me, it was Gods way of saying "I am with you." "This dark and disturbing place you are in right now holds nothing over the power and the ability I have to prepare a way home for you." And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; exactly what this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt; sunrise was. It was God giving me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;warmth&lt;/span&gt; and the ability to see.&lt;br /&gt;I was moved by the same morning star that rose over the same land when Christ came from the dead to show his power. Pretty cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-8391974176719495122?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/8391974176719495122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-has-risen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/8391974176719495122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/8391974176719495122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-has-risen.html' title='He has risen.'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SeHMZzOSFtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4a045D1Emkk/s72-c/jesus-christ-superstar-last.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-7066604650312142590</id><published>2009-04-05T14:15:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:47:12.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitchell Memorial Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj4VDZt_xI/AAAAAAAAALs/df8uJdVZpbo/s1600-h/Pranksmemorial+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276000312360722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj4VDZt_xI/AAAAAAAAALs/df8uJdVZpbo/s320/Pranksmemorial+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Mitchell Memorial Park is just one of the many places around&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Cincinnati that offers awesome trails to hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj3_6uOGcI/AAAAAAAAALk/yZ1V5i0G7dU/s1600-h/Pranksmemorial+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321275637205178818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj3_6uOGcI/AAAAAAAAALk/yZ1V5i0G7dU/s320/Pranksmemorial+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            I love and admire the opening days of Spring. They make me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj3bL_Zq4I/AAAAAAAAALc/j6PEvA4g4RE/s1600-h/Pranksmemorial+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321275006185483138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj3bL_Zq4I/AAAAAAAAALc/j6PEvA4g4RE/s320/Pranksmemorial+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            You can never admire old glory too often. So many men have sacrificed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                            their lives to give us the freedoms we appreciate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj3F5Zq2QI/AAAAAAAAALU/BpWuZsmFD54/s1600-h/Pranksmemorial+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321274640418134274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj3F5Zq2QI/AAAAAAAAALU/BpWuZsmFD54/s320/Pranksmemorial+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            There were park rangers touching upon some of the beauties of Gods &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                            creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj2wo_F50I/AAAAAAAAALM/wWStm7h2t2U/s1600-h/Pranksmemorial+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321274275234441026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj2wo_F50I/AAAAAAAAALM/wWStm7h2t2U/s320/Pranksmemorial+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Hank was pretty thirsty after our long walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj2e4pKfgI/AAAAAAAAALE/sa6w5LLPJIc/s1600-h/Pranksmemorial+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321273970199789058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj2e4pKfgI/AAAAAAAAALE/sa6w5LLPJIc/s320/Pranksmemorial+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Everyone taking advantage of the wonderful weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj19GKtXXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/jHWUO-PyAwU/s1600-h/Pranksmemorial+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321273389714595186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj19GKtXXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/jHWUO-PyAwU/s320/Pranksmemorial+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            A beautiful Saturday afternoon without a cloud in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my little Saturday adventure Hank and I went on before I had to work at Red Lobster. My second to last day! It was just one of those perfect, cool days were you can hike for two hours and barely break a sweat. Hiking and backpacking in the wilderness without any one else around is such a wonderful experience. I truly do come in touch with myself and experience true solitude. But I also love being at the park even when its crowded. I usually hates crowds! Who doesn't? Who wants to wait an extra 30 seconds for a gas pump after they pull into a Speedway? Who smiles when a person with a cart filled with groceries cuts them off right before the check out counter? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the park is different. Especially on this day. I really did enjoy seeing every one out enjoying and taking advantage of the weather. Fishing, roller blading, hiking, walking their dogs...I even saw some teenagers making out in the woods. I was thinking of letting Hank off his leash to go and bother them, but the good little birdie inside said "no."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, everything was fantastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-7066604650312142590?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7066604650312142590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/mitchell-memorial-park.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7066604650312142590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7066604650312142590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/mitchell-memorial-park.html' title='Mitchell Memorial Park'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sdj4VDZt_xI/AAAAAAAAALs/df8uJdVZpbo/s72-c/Pranksmemorial+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1650457194073111778</id><published>2009-04-02T09:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:24:44.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SdS4-oIidKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ur_rVis_cBY/s1600-h/RJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320080445896029346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SdS4-oIidKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ur_rVis_cBY/s400/RJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you like old school, vintage t-shirts, I highly recommend that you check this place out at &lt;a href="http://www.ripplejunction.com/"&gt;http://www.ripplejunction.com/&lt;/a&gt; This designers company has been in business since 1992 and seems to grow more successful each year. I will be serving as customer service/sales representative for RJ. Thus I will be speaking to our whole sale buyers, entering data such as orders, shipping, where, what , who, when , and why... I believe it was Mr. Green in the Kitchen with the Knife.&lt;br /&gt;This place is pretty sweet. Everyone is pretty much my age, the environment is laid back, and there is even a gym in the office. What more is there to ask for. You know, I might feel the next to do a set of squats or bench press to get geared up before speaking to customers.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I am unsure of is whether or not I am going to order a Seinfeld or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles shirt first. Which one do you think I should get?&lt;br /&gt;For those of you wondering....I did not get fired from Red Lobster. Every thing was actually going really well. But we both knew going into it that I was not trying to make a career run at being a server. Nothing against that line of work, because the money can be pretty good at times, it just was not a long term fit for me. My new job will be more long term and give me great experience as well.&lt;br /&gt;Jobs are so scarce to come by now-a-days! I mean, even just an interview is soooo tough to get. I was sick and tired of using career builder because any job that I applied for was something that 500 other people were also competing for. And even with my outstanding portfolio, those are more than difficult to land.&lt;br /&gt;So I just want to say thank you to my special cousin Annie whom was thoughtful enough to think of me and put in a good word. God bless her little heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1650457194073111778?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1650457194073111778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-new-job.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1650457194073111778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1650457194073111778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-new-job.html' title='Me New Job'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SdS4-oIidKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ur_rVis_cBY/s72-c/RJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-3934289447375336991</id><published>2009-03-31T08:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:28:07.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fertilizer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SdIIITj0UuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2tXihyuQCco/s1600-h/Pranks+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319323048660456162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SdIIITj0UuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2tXihyuQCco/s400/Pranks+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The paparazzi has struck again. Since Hank has had this lamp shade on his head, I have been waiting for the perfect moment to get this shot. I actually would have had a better angle, but I went to take another action photo and my batteries didn't hold up. What are the chances? I finally get this opportunity and my batteries die! I guess I should have went with the copper top instead of saving 49 cents.&lt;br /&gt;So why does my poor little guy have this alien thing on his head any way? A couple of weeks ago Hank and I were helping my friend Ryan clear his yard of branches, brush, and an old shed. Ryan rented a wood chipper and we were just going at it. FYI...where safety goggles when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;using&lt;/span&gt; one of those things, especially when it is windy. Well, Hank was running around with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ryan's&lt;/span&gt; two dogs, Harlan and Saul, and managed to find broken glass. From there he had stitches...Then he ate them out...Got stitched up again, for FREE, and managed to eat those out as well.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of off topic... But..I don't know if its the little kid inside of me, but I always wonder what dogs think when their owners pick up their poop. Its a shame that dogs don't have the ability to laugh, because then I think I might know what is going on in their little heads.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-3934289447375336991?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/3934289447375336991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/fertilizer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/3934289447375336991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/3934289447375336991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/fertilizer.html' title='Fertilizer'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SdIIITj0UuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2tXihyuQCco/s72-c/Pranks+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4606336402900229022</id><published>2009-03-25T14:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:09:42.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Scp_OIwYUVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gOtm3O1wEXc/s1600-h/macgyver.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Scp_OIwYUVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gOtm3O1wEXc/s320/macgyver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317202190909591890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have dreams of being able to make a bomb out of a paper clip and a hang glider from a torn fishing net. Just give me a little duct tape, chewing gum, and my pocket knife. I love life... Family, friends, nature, golf, ice cream, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chipotle&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MacGyver&lt;/span&gt;. I have recently discovered a website where I can watch any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MacGyver&lt;/span&gt; episode there is. Life just got better. 45 minutes of commercial free non-stop action with Mac's buddy Pete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thorton&lt;/span&gt; and his trust sidekick Jack Dalton. It even gets interesting when Mac's arch nemesis Murdock throws a wrench into the situation.&lt;br /&gt;If I had to make a decision of which three TV shows I had to watch for the rest of my life, they would be Jeopardy, Seinfeld, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Macgyver&lt;/span&gt;. Really, I don't see any other options. These are the top three of all time.&lt;br /&gt;As for movies...My favorite is Stand By Me. Such a classic. Four friends head out on an adventure that would remain with them for the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;What are your favorite shows and movies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4606336402900229022?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4606336402900229022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-still-have-dreams-of-being-able-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4606336402900229022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4606336402900229022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-still-have-dreams-of-being-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Scp_OIwYUVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gOtm3O1wEXc/s72-c/macgyver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4998872136342562381</id><published>2009-03-19T09:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:12:50.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real American Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ScJO_88gV8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/q3QGu8WD9uk/s1600-h/gijoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897370849236930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ScJO_88gV8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/q3QGu8WD9uk/s320/gijoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;House sitting has brought me back to an extremely important part of my life. And that when I played with GI Joe's. I loved these little things (up until junior high even.) I can still remember throwing these action figures off my dresser as if they might be falling off a cliff. It was so much fun. The Cobra base, GI space ships, off road trucks, weapons, and so much more...&lt;br /&gt;Jude (5 years old) and John (12 years old) are two of the cousins Laura and I are sitting for until Monday. And I can't wait till we have a chance to set some forts and have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GI's&lt;/span&gt; storm the Cobra base.&lt;br /&gt;Am I easily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;amused&lt;/span&gt; or what? What are some things you played with until a late age?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4998872136342562381?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4998872136342562381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/real-american-hero.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4998872136342562381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4998872136342562381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/real-american-hero.html' title='The Real American Hero'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ScJO_88gV8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/q3QGu8WD9uk/s72-c/gijoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-8492164053193117879</id><published>2009-03-12T21:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:41:27.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Fix Part 2</title><content type='html'>Like I said. If you don't have this product, you life is going to be in black and white. Everything you do will turn into a disaster. And you will never be able to get rid of that Costanza wallet.&lt;br /&gt; If you follow the Slim Clip orders, your life will be simplified and you will love yourself in a whole new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9Si9YJOwqo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9Si9YJOwqo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-8492164053193117879?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/8492164053193117879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-fix-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/8492164053193117879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/8492164053193117879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-fix-part-2.html' title='Quick Fix Part 2'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-9025746593083311186</id><published>2009-03-11T09:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:40:05.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>410 Billion!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sbe7jRQjeMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mrXorHsIaSo/s1600-h/Ear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311920500109441218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sbe7jRQjeMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mrXorHsIaSo/s320/Ear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What the heck are earmarks?? Earmarks are non-competitive spending provisions a government official, including Governors, Representatives, or Senators, slip into legislation that forces the federal government to spend taxpayer dollars on the politician's project.&lt;br /&gt;I know that every person has a portion of there brain specifically designated to make logical decisions. Lets just say some portions are larger than others. Take this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; $410 BILLION bill that Hussein is expected to sign. When people fall into debt, have no way off paying their bills, and struggle finding work...Does it make sense for them to open up new credit cards and max them out? Essentially, that is what is happening to us now. These earmark things..Hussein actually opposed them in all of his debates during his campaign. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....I'm no Sherlock Holmes here, but I think what our president is doing completely contradicts what he said he was going to do.&lt;br /&gt;If Obama proclaimed in his running that he would spend over a TRILLION dollars in his first 6 weeks in office, do you think he would have been elected? I don't know, maybe I am just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt;. But it seems to me that the worst thing to do during this time is see if we can break the spending record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-9025746593083311186?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/9025746593083311186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/410-billion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/9025746593083311186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/9025746593083311186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/410-billion.html' title='410 Billion!!!!!'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sbe7jRQjeMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mrXorHsIaSo/s72-c/Ear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-2427464264249291484</id><published>2009-03-10T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:07:25.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Fixes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SbZulcdNJbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KsmmHXwPQWQ/s1600-h/T_Bowflex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311554400102983090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SbZulcdNJbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KsmmHXwPQWQ/s320/T_Bowflex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Think about it...Just $8.99 a month and ten minutes a day, you could be ripped like this dude. We will even toss in his hair and sneakers for you too. He went from looking like John Candy to Arnold in less than a month.&lt;br /&gt;I hate seeing "quick fix-it" type crap. If you don't know, I have been looking for a better job for some time now. One of the sites I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;religiously&lt;/span&gt; visiting is Career Builder. They do have good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intentions&lt;/span&gt;, and bless their little hearts, but, are you serious! According to these guys, I can work from my home in my underwear and make $275,000 a year without having any background experience whatsoever. I think this one might even be worse than the bow flex.&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever see these stupid commercials for weight loss pills? What the heck are these people thinking! Yeah..."Take this pill three time a day for a month. And if you don't lose 25 lbs, we will refund your money." Usually people relate losing weight to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt;, jogging, lifting weights, and eating healthy. It all pretty much boils down to being HEALTHY. I bet these pills that help you lose 25 lbs in one month without lifting a finger and eating pizza all day is really healthy??? They probably just raise your heart rate by 1000% and force you not too eat anything because you always feel like you just drank 3 pots of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;You know the dude with the beard that does the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oxy&lt;/span&gt; Clean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;infomercials&lt;/span&gt;? Everybody knows who he is. Almost everything he advertises makes the alternative look as though only a brain surgeon could figure it out. You know what I mean... Take zip lock bags for example. If you buy these special, taste savoring bags from the bearded dude, life will be easy, enjoyable, and your make-up will be beautiful. But if you stick with what you have been using the past 5 years, your life will be in black and white, everything will get tangled, and you will never be able to accomplish anything!   These are my favorite of the quick fixes.&lt;br /&gt;I do love duct tape though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-2427464264249291484?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/2427464264249291484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-fixes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/2427464264249291484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/2427464264249291484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-fixes.html' title='Quick Fixes'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SbZulcdNJbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KsmmHXwPQWQ/s72-c/T_Bowflex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-980895763546847826</id><published>2009-03-04T09:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:57:26.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sa6P_MXgZdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Hff7kn6hxy8/s1600-h/Forgiven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309339326530741714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sa6P_MXgZdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Hff7kn6hxy8/s320/Forgiven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the cross is where you called for me. You drew me gently to my knees. I was so lost in so many different directions. Now I am just lost in love, simply broken with a holy surrender...&lt;br /&gt;-These are not the words of my own. I did alter them just a bit, but they belong to a Christian artist.&lt;br /&gt;A Marine Corps standard is to never surrender under any circumstances. The military issue M16 rifle has a small compartment located in the butt stock. (The butt stock is the part that goes firmly into your shoulder.) This is where the cleaning gear and utensils are located. But many don't know that Marines keep more than just brushes and oil in this little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kuby&lt;/span&gt; hole. Most Marines will Carry one extra round in this small compartment just big enough to fit maybe 4 toothbrushes. But what is this single round for?&lt;br /&gt;Never surrender! If your in a cat fight, surrounded, and have no way out...keep fighting. Even up until your final round. And if you run out of ammunition while fending off the enemy, use that final round to take your life. Never let the enemy have it! Though all Marines do not follow this tradition, every Marine holds a strong value of never surrendering.&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't live your life in a Marine sense of mind. At least not in the "no surrender" mode. Christ happily accepted a brutal murder simply just to have a relationship with us. And to do so, we need to surrender our ways of life and live according to his will. This does not mean living a perfect life and never doing something stupid. That's impossible! If you haven't experienced it, surrendering to Christ feels so good. It's almost as if you have been released of something..Weight taken off your shoulders, burdens dropped, insecurities let go, and promises made.&lt;br /&gt;Surrender you life. We have already been forgiven. Christ is standing at the door of you heart just waiting for a relationship. Talk to him. Invite the Lord in for a conversation. I have problems in my life, so does the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;righteous&lt;/span&gt; pastor in the world. But we all need forgiveness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-980895763546847826?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/980895763546847826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgiven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/980895763546847826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/980895763546847826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgiven.html' title='Forgiven'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/Sa6P_MXgZdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Hff7kn6hxy8/s72-c/Forgiven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-7243130732318401425</id><published>2009-03-03T15:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:46:19.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember When</title><content type='html'>These clips reminded me of my brother Joe when we were kids and we would ride bikes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/le5Zma8Wsuc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/le5Zma8Wsuc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-7243130732318401425?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7243130732318401425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/remember-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7243130732318401425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7243130732318401425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/03/remember-when.html' title='Remember When'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-6649352770294615943</id><published>2009-02-22T22:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:12:30.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Want To Get Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SaIhGLNnSpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H8Js8x-uScs/s1600-h/Red_Lobster+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305839700968688274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SaIhGLNnSpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H8Js8x-uScs/s320/Red_Lobster+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would consider my first evening as a Red Lobster server to be a success, simply because I didn't drop a tray of popcorn shrimp on someones head. Lucky for them they only had to wait extra long because I goofed and mixed up my orders. At least I can blame something like that on the kitchen. But who really knows how much my customers bought that excuse any way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's always going to be a learning curve when you start something new. I just wish I could get some straight fast balls though. Instead, I get nothing but sliders in the dirt. I'm batting like 2 for 5, and no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RBI's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brain fart. I think that would be an appropriate word for how I accidentally misplaced a customers meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spead walking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; Red Lobster like a mad man and running food to tables, my brain froze and began to move into clog mode. I then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;approach&lt;/span&gt; one of my tables and kindly said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Did you folks save any room for desert?" After I was given an uncomfortable blank stair, I went further and said "The chocolate chip lava cookie is pretty delicious!" My customers look at me with a foolish grin and said.."Yeah, that does sound really good, but we didn't even get our food yet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Uhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;...... I felt like I should be on one of those Snicker commercials where they say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Want to get away?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, like I said..Curve balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-6649352770294615943?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/6649352770294615943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/want-to-get-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/6649352770294615943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/6649352770294615943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/want-to-get-away.html' title='Want To Get Away'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SaIhGLNnSpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H8Js8x-uScs/s72-c/Red_Lobster+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4013910131857374621</id><published>2009-02-21T15:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:40:06.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SaBi-PpqKhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/E8jJM9xRKqg/s1600-h/P1010163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305349182535117330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SaBi-PpqKhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/E8jJM9xRKqg/s320/P1010163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I never thought I would be on a boat and see something this majestic. Then God said "I feel like painting something for James to admire while he is visiting my beautiful Florida shores." Evan (my college roommate), his mom Deb, and myself were visiting Evans grandmother Shirley in Marco Island Florida on our spring break. When you picture college spring break, most people think of keg stands, Corona, and lots of stuff that I won't get into. But not on this trip. All we did was relax and enjoy the ride.&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken on a sunset cruise we took on a catamaran one evening. The beginning of our venture was sort of cloudy and Evan was scared of possible drizzle. Me being the sympathetic type that I am, I sang him a lullaby and all was good. The captain of the boat was referred to himself as John Silver, and he even wore a black patch over his left eye. John was nice enough to bring us fresh shrimp, cold beer, and chilled wine on our venture.&lt;br /&gt;I was like a little girl...I never thought I would take so many pictures of a sunset in my whole life. I actually had to go back and delete other pictures that I didn't want to make enough room for Gods painting. By the way, how much do you think this particular portrait would go for in an auction? What about ebay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be on a boat like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4013910131857374621?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4013910131857374621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-boat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4013910131857374621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4013910131857374621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-boat.html' title='On A Boat'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SaBi-PpqKhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/E8jJM9xRKqg/s72-c/P1010163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-3090062467923757863</id><published>2009-02-19T08:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:01:36.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Semper Fidelis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZ1ed6lug_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/fH88sV-Gctw/s1600-h/0000018f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZ1ed6lug_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/fH88sV-Gctw/s320/0000018f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304499804149023730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a shame that many Americans have forgotten about one of the most important battles in U.S. history. Yeah, most people recognize that the patriots in this picture are Marines, and it was taken in the bloody Pacific during World War Two, but do we really know and honor this incredible yet tragic event?&lt;br /&gt;On this day in 1945, the Marines entrenched into what they knew would be a horrific struggle for their lives. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Iwo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JIma&lt;/span&gt; was a highly strategic ground because it served as a buffer zone between U.S. forces and the Japanese mainland. Our men knew this enemy stronghold would be a battle to the death, but they were aware of the situation and how this sulfurous island could play such a dramatic role in the outcome of the war. Being located between the American bombing base Mariana and the Japanese mainland, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Iwo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jima&lt;/span&gt; would serve as a highly strategic airfield and fortress in the Pacific.&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese warriors were able to give such a fierce fight under the leadership of General &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kuribayashi&lt;/span&gt; because they simply did not care about death. There battleground philosophy was no Japanese survivors. They simply just wanted to take as many American lives with them as they could. More than 16 miles of tunnels were dug into this mountainous island in order for the enemy forces to move freely and surprise attack.&lt;br /&gt;It took 40 days for 880 ships to carry 110 thousand U.S. Marines from Hawaii. And after a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tenacious&lt;/span&gt; grapple, 6,821 American lives were lost, while 21,703 Japanese lives were lost. After the horrific struggle, five Marines and a Navy Corpsman hoisted the symbol of American pride over the Mount Suribachi, the islands highest point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-3090062467923757863?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/3090062467923757863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/semper-fidelis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/3090062467923757863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/3090062467923757863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/semper-fidelis.html' title='Semper Fidelis'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZ1ed6lug_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/fH88sV-Gctw/s72-c/0000018f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1737877294244846780</id><published>2009-02-14T14:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:21:55.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hsqllOutFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hsqllOutFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we think our nation is in grave danger. Yes, our economy needs a massive set of jumper cables, our housing market is clogging the toilet, and our leaders don't agree on anything. But at least our drinking water isn't infested with rats and sewage. Ans instead of scrounging for rotten scraps like these little kids do, we can stop at Sub-Way and have our snack made fresh just the way we like it. &lt;br /&gt;I encourage everyone to research the "Invisible Children." For almost two decades they have been running for their lives. If abducted, these children are forced to become blood-thirsty killers. Even at the innocent age of 8, little boys are trained to have no feeling except death. &lt;br /&gt;I just hope I can be a person that cares enough not to turn my cheek like I have done so often in the past. I would say to myself.."yeah, that sucks, but I have my own bills to pay. I'm pretty busy with work n' stuff. I really don't have any extra cash to send away right now. These poeple probably just keep the money anyway..ect..." Excuses and more excuses keep me from doing the right things whenever I know I could be doing something to make a difference in someones life. I hope I can get over that hump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check it out further at http://www.invisiblechildren.com/home.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1737877294244846780?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1737877294244846780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/invisible-children.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1737877294244846780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1737877294244846780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/invisible-children.html' title='Invisible Children'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1324056483649818255</id><published>2009-02-12T13:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:37:39.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest Abe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZRmbKCMu9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/haetuqcXddw/s1600-h/abraham-lincoln-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZRmbKCMu9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/haetuqcXddw/s320/abraham-lincoln-picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301975278057995218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; will always be a special day in U.S. history. On this day in 1809, "Honest Abe" was born in a one room log cabin in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hodgenville&lt;/span&gt;, Kentucky. Common knowledge tells us that Abe Lincoln was elected to be the 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; president in 1861, but most don't know how or when he earned the nickname Honest Abe.&lt;br /&gt;When he was a young lad living in the Hoosier state, Abraham borrowed a booked on George Washington from a friend of his. Somehow, the book was ruined by rainwater. Lincoln, taking credit for what had happened, offered to work for his friend in the cornfield to raise money for the cost of the book.&lt;br /&gt;Also, when Lincoln was working as a young store clerk in Illinois, he shortchanged a customer by six cents. Sounds like a pretty minor deal, doesn't it. But not to Abe..He then closed down the store and walked six miles just to give the gentleman the money he owed him.&lt;br /&gt;So remember... Every 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day in February, don't forget that it's a day of great significance. Not only do we celebrate the birth of such an admirable and well rounded individual, we also recognize much more than that......&lt;br /&gt;And thats ME! Thats right... 2-12-1982 is also an extraordinary in Falmouth, Mansfield, Columbus, and Cincinnati history. Why? Because it was the day a handsome stud was brought into this earth.&lt;br /&gt;James Thomas Massey, aka Son of Thunder, aka Sledge, aka Risk Champion...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1324056483649818255?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1324056483649818255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/honest-abe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1324056483649818255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1324056483649818255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/honest-abe.html' title='Honest Abe'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZRmbKCMu9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/haetuqcXddw/s72-c/abraham-lincoln-picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4436310799452224140</id><published>2009-02-10T13:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:27:55.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this video last weekend in church, and it would be selfish of me to keep something so great and majestic to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4436310799452224140?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4436310799452224140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/savior.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4436310799452224140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4436310799452224140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/savior.html' title='Savior'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-6207344222824990458</id><published>2009-02-09T09:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:28:42.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger Look-A-Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZBFC5ixdiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SdkFup67Ge0/s1600-h/AZPutt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300812677523797538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZBFC5ixdiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SdkFup67Ge0/s320/AZPutt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; this shot of my brother Joe supposedly sinking a 25 foot putt. I know Joe has the capability to drain long distance shot such as this is one because he has done it to me time and time again. But I also know that Joe could be the one to tell someone to simply stand back and take a picture of his Tiger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;imitation&lt;/span&gt; so everyone will admire his skill. I guess I will find out before too long.&lt;br /&gt;Joe and his wife Jen are in Arizona enjoying a much needed break from work, snow, and the daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shenanigans&lt;/span&gt; of everyday life. Later this week they will renting a cabin in the Grand Canyon. I told Joe to take as many pictures as humanly possible. He better! Because if he doesn't, I'm gonna have to scold him.&lt;br /&gt;Visiting the Grand Canyon is actually one of my lifetime goals. I think by now, anyone who has read anything on my blog understands my appreciation for nature and what God has given us. So enough said about that.&lt;br /&gt;Quick shift in gears...Have you ever seen the movie Tombstone? You know, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gun slinging&lt;/span&gt; story of Wyatt Earp and his trusty sidekick Doc Holiday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; one of my favorite movies, Kurt Russell played an awesome role. Anyway.... Tombstone is actually a real town where Wyatt took care of business. And Joe and Jen are going there..Pretty sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they miss Columbus Ohio yet? What do you think???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-6207344222824990458?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/6207344222824990458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiger-look-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/6207344222824990458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/6207344222824990458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiger-look-like.html' title='Tiger Look-A-Like'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SZBFC5ixdiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SdkFup67Ge0/s72-c/AZPutt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-2027927969670363387</id><published>2009-02-06T08:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:12:47.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Honor Courage Commitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYw9uX7gKEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z5bSRDAMkhQ/s1600-h/Cpl+Jason+Dunham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299678728415094850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 216px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYw9uX7gKEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z5bSRDAMkhQ/s320/Cpl+Jason+Dunham.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;John 15:13  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Greater love has no one than this, that a man lay down his own life for his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you don't firmly believe this passage with all your heart, body, mind, and soul, don't even think about joining The Marines! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Corporal Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; was a 22 year old Marine from New York. And on April 14th 2004, God called Cpl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; to lay down his life and make the ultimate sacrifice. &lt;/span&gt;Cpl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; and a squad of Marines were en route to assist another squad of Marines in the middle of an ambush in western Iraq. During this time, an insurgent unexpectedly leaped onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; and began to attack him. As two Marines swiftly came to his aid, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; saw the insurgent reaching for something. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; then screamed "No, no, no..watch his hand!"&lt;br /&gt;The frisky Iraqi was reaching for a grenade. If you have ever had the experience of handling and throwing live grenades, you know that it does not take much effort to pull the pin and employ the deadly explosive. That being said, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; was unable to stop the enemy from releasing the deadly weapon. The live grenade should have easily took the lives of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; three Marines. But because of Cpl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dunhams&lt;/span&gt; love, friendship, and selfless attitude, he offered his own life and jumped on the grenade.&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know, a grenade only takes 3-5 seconds to explode after releasing it. Which means that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; little time to think and react. It is extremely obvious that there was no thinking involved whatsoever. Dunham wanted his friends to live. Long before his deployment to Iraq, along with any other Marine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; knew he would do what was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; to save the lives of other Marines around him.&lt;br /&gt;Cpl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; was an admirable hero before he even left the states. His enlistment and time of service in the Corps had expired. Therefore, he was not required to leave his family and travel with his Marine battalion into harms way. But because of his commitment to the Corps and the other Marines around him, he did. Another Marine told him that he was crazy for extending his enlistment. Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Dunham&lt;/span&gt; answered "I want to make sure everyone makes it home alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Dunham: November 10, 1981- April 22, 2004&lt;br /&gt;God bless the family of Jason Dunham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-2027927969670363387?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/2027927969670363387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/honor-courage-commitment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/2027927969670363387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/2027927969670363387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/honor-courage-commitment.html' title='Honor Courage Commitment'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYw9uX7gKEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z5bSRDAMkhQ/s72-c/Cpl+Jason+Dunham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4900157192281077631</id><published>2009-02-04T08:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:02:02.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am William Wallace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYmUFRKFlFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/CBMFWxTGWzI/s1600-h/Wallace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298929254804067410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYmUFRKFlFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/CBMFWxTGWzI/s320/Wallace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those of you who don't really know, Mel Gibson did actually play a real life character in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braveheart&lt;/span&gt;. William Wallace was born sometime in 1272 in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Elerslie&lt;/span&gt;, Scotland. He spent much of his life as a witness to the repulsive English army and how they frequently raped, murdered, and took hostage of innocent Scottish farmers. Many characteristics about Wallace remain a legend, but all recognize his compassion for English blood.&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short, Wallace finally blew a gasket and took charge to lead a rebellion. Because he was skilled in the arts of war and military tactics, Sir William was able to feed his drive for killing the English and grant Scotland sovereignty over their own nation.&lt;br /&gt;Watching this movie inspires me. No, I don't want to lead a rebellion against the U.S. Government! They have more guns than me. The story of William Wallace is just so unique. He rose up to defy all odds. Even most of his own people didn't have an ounce of faith in what he could do. But he accomplished what he set out to do. Sir William broke the chains of captivity and ripped apart the English vise.&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge part of me who want to be like William Wallace. Defy odds, accomplish goals, break habits, travel the world, and escape any vise I might have. Of course seeing the world really isn't in the same ballpark as invading England and winning freedom, but its something I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just tired of being a talker instead of a doer. I talk about how much money I want to give for Gods glory, but then I start thinking of my monetary situation and back out to some degree. I constantly tell others of how reading in Gods &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;word&lt;/span&gt; is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;crucial&lt;/span&gt; for growth in Christ, but I guess sometimes I dont' really digest all that is given to me.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;em&gt;Proverbs 16:3: Trust in the Lord, and whatever your plans, they will succeed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading the word of God, and I know he will take care of me and my family in every way. So why can't I let a little bit of greed go? There is where the William Wallace factor comes in. Just like Sir William broke the jaws of English tyranny, I want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;collapse&lt;/span&gt; my greedy vise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4900157192281077631?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4900157192281077631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-william-wallace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4900157192281077631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4900157192281077631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-william-wallace.html' title='I am William Wallace'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYmUFRKFlFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/CBMFWxTGWzI/s72-c/Wallace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1477474724852733784</id><published>2009-02-03T08:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:07:46.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow cone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYhNjAFvEoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QBHagcSQgj8/s1600-h/toons+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298570225316205186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYhNjAFvEoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QBHagcSQgj8/s320/toons+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who wants a lemon flavored snow cone? Hank really enjoys making them and it would make him happy if you would try it.&lt;br /&gt;Before I uploaded this pic of Hanks morning pee, I tried to upload a video I took of Hank and how he acts after he gets a bath. Its pretty funny. But for some reason I was trouble putting the clip on the page so I said forget it. I thought this had the potential of making some people laugh, so why not.&lt;br /&gt;One time I had to pee so bad, I was actually able to spell my full name in the snow: James Thomas Massey. I even underlined it a few times! I bet that your jealous now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1477474724852733784?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1477474724852733784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-cone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1477474724852733784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1477474724852733784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-cone.html' title='Snow cone'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYhNjAFvEoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QBHagcSQgj8/s72-c/toons+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4976626355404930562</id><published>2009-01-31T09:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:30:07.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYRowehxeVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DJW-dWHIxzo/s1600-h/boarding%26backpacking+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297474243732273490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYRowehxeVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DJW-dWHIxzo/s320/boarding%26backpacking+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Country roads, take me home to the place I belong. West Virginia, Mountain Mama, take me home, country roads." John Denver will always hold a place in my heart. Not because his 70's hair style or his glasses that cover more than half his face, but simply for his love of the coolest place east of the Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: My brother Joe, myself, and my college &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; Evan. We had such a blast on this snowboarding trip. We did spend close to six hours crammed in a car with all our gear, but it was all worth it. Just to let you know, if you ever go on a trip with us, don't be the first one to fall asleep. Evan will tell you that waking up with mustard all over your body is not worth a couple minutes of shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;I even used my military I.D. to get out of a speeding ticket on the way home!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, unless your looking for a job, this beautiful state has so much to offer. Snowboarding, Backpacking, fishing, wildlife, shotguns, and plenty of chewing tobacco. Do yourself a favor and visit WV for a bit. If you value nature and what it has to offer, you will not be let down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4976626355404930562?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4976626355404930562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/mountain-mama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4976626355404930562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4976626355404930562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/mountain-mama.html' title='Mountain Mama'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYRowehxeVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DJW-dWHIxzo/s72-c/boarding%26backpacking+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-7770456254357750498</id><published>2009-01-29T09:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:26:31.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYG-uDERt7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/wdDq2gwku64/s1600-h/sledgehammer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296724335070918578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYG-uDERt7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/wdDq2gwku64/s320/sledgehammer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I find it quite amusing how nicknames can hang around. "Sledge"...Where does it come from? Am I just one of those guys who likes to make nicknames for themselves just to sound cooler and more manly? Well, I tried that once, and it backfired with a vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of guys and myself would get together and play poker frequently, so we decided to give each other nicknames. For example: one guy was named "No Face" because he displayed almost as good of a poker face a Chris Moneymaker. My buddy Nate (now known as Wardog whom is also a Marine) was awarded the name "Honker" for his overly large snout. And me, trying to be cool with my aviator sunglasses, tried to name myself "Mav." When the guys heard this, they laughed and said "too bad. Since you tried to name yourself, you are now known as tampon!" That sucked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the feature nickname story for the day. Where, when, and how did some start to refer to me as Sledge? It was in early March of 2005, in Hit Iraq. Hit (pronounced heat) is roughly 40 west of Fallujah. Our FOB (Forward Observation Base) was actually an old Iraqi morgue. We slept on slabs of concrete about knee high, and a shade over six feet long. I can't go too much further because I would be getting off topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Sledge story. If you are unaware, a FOB is far different than a camp. A camp is much more established and has many extras a Forward Observation Base does not. For example: when we arrived in early March, our company realized that the simple line of defense, that being perimeter wire, was not there. Wow! So being part of our security platoon, myself and a handful of other Marines were volun-told to set up the razor wire around our perimeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being master engineers in constructing walls and building lines of defense, we used 4 foot long stakes and a sledgehammer to pound them into the rocky desert. The razor wire would then be wrapped around the stakes, and from there be held in place. After a few hours of work under the sun, we were almost finished. All we needed to do is walk the line and shake each stake to make sure of its stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where "Sledge" comes from. While walking and shaking, I discovered a stake that was not up to par. So be trying to be cool like I always do, in a rugged cowboy voice, I said "gimme the sledge." And instead of tapping the stake lightly, driving it down a little at a time, I wanted to swing it like a man. So I grabbed the man hammer, swung it up and over my shoulder, and drove it down on top of the stake. The only problem...I didn't hit the stake like I planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of driving that sucker down in one punch, I ended up driving that bad boy down and smashing my big toe. From there my toe nail fell off and the nickname Sledge took rise. Obviously, not everyone calls me Sledge. Pretty much only the people I was around I that time do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-7770456254357750498?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7770456254357750498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/nicknames.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7770456254357750498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7770456254357750498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/nicknames.html' title='Nicknames'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYG-uDERt7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/wdDq2gwku64/s72-c/sledgehammer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-5028081039878513982</id><published>2009-01-28T14:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:50:16.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Ice Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYCy4p_-PgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/AS7aAW_dWnQ/s1600-h/1-28-09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296429848204295682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYCy4p_-PgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/AS7aAW_dWnQ/s320/1-28-09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYCyvpdkgNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PP4J7sbaDJA/s1600-h/1-28-09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296429693441179858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYCyvpdkgNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PP4J7sbaDJA/s320/1-28-09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYCyjaeIoqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/qtwPfLobMK0/s1600-h/1-28-09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296429483258585762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYCyjaeIoqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/qtwPfLobMK0/s320/1-28-09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just because there is five inches of snow and another half inch of ice, it doesn't mean we can't have a little fun while shoveling the driveway. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Snow days&lt;/span&gt; don't only apply to kids you know. They can also serve as the time during the winter when you and the dog can go outside and blow the stink off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hank is so funny. For some oddball reason, he goes crazy at the site of any broom or shovel. He immediately crouches down at first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt; and goes into play mode. So instead of a shoveling the driveway for 35 minutes and coming into my hot cocoa, I was forced to chase the prankster around the yard like I was starring in Rocky 4. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't resist taking a few shots of the action to show our backyard fun and beauty. But like I always do, I got hungry. There was warm stew, ham sandwiches, and pickles with my name written all over em'. I just wish I would have splurged the extra 90 cents to buy the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Clausens&lt;/span&gt;. They taste way better than the Kroger kind. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-5028081039878513982?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/5028081039878513982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-ice-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/5028081039878513982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/5028081039878513982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-ice-baby.html' title='Ice Ice Baby'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SYCy4p_-PgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/AS7aAW_dWnQ/s72-c/1-28-09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-942289533622605669</id><published>2009-01-26T22:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:06:10.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Haven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6Br9WaRdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tqO6PuSFtDk/s1600-h/the+gorge+11-15-08+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295812804037199314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6Br9WaRdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tqO6PuSFtDk/s320/the+gorge+11-15-08+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6BWkrWEGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BFrl0Xw9Drs/s1600-h/the+gorge+11-15-08+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295812436636864610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6BWkrWEGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BFrl0Xw9Drs/s320/the+gorge+11-15-08+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6A_G496gI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hLu7nmu3-oA/s1600-h/boarding%26backpacking+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295812033503947266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6A_G496gI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hLu7nmu3-oA/s320/boarding%26backpacking+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6AkMFrmLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/o6Lazow8lvU/s1600-h/boarding%26backpacking+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295811571042982066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6AkMFrmLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/o6Lazow8lvU/s320/boarding%26backpacking+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Experiencing the creativity, the power, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wondrous&lt;/span&gt; works of God is so amazing. And one way I do that is by venturing out into the wilderness with anything I might need on my shoulders. There is just something about being away from the cell phones, radio stations, sidewalks, and refrigerators I admire. Well, if I were strong enough, I would still carry a refrigerator. But I just love to experience Gods gift of nature. Stepping away from my vehicle with a 50 pound pack, and not knowing where exactly I am  going to camp is so exciting to me. The wilderness, being a man, making fires, crossing streams, the mud, and chopping wood, I enjoy all of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  A good friend of mine once said, "I can imagine God looking from the Heavens above and seeing us admire what He has created. How do you think that makes him feel?" God loves when we admire and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gauche&lt;/span&gt; over his work. He is so jealous for a relationship and a connection. There are a number of ways for me to connect with Christ on an emotional level, and one of them is by backpacking. The trails are not congested with traffic, much of my time is spent thinking about my past and where I am going, and I am surrounded by God and his gift of recreation for me and my spiritual relationship with him. What more is there to ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  If you havn't ventured on the trail before, I highly recomend it. But if you don't like that sort of thing, I strongly recomend finding some sort of connection with our creator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What is your favorite recreation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you experienced Christ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-942289533622605669?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/942289533622605669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-haven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/942289533622605669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/942289533622605669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-haven.html' title='My Haven'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SX6Br9WaRdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tqO6PuSFtDk/s72-c/the+gorge+11-15-08+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1733110677072011336</id><published>2009-01-25T13:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:49:37.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things That Annoy Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXyzDUew2qI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J9GfTjzbAWg/s1600-h/homer_simpson_doh_02.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295304131499580066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXyzDUew2qI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J9GfTjzbAWg/s320/homer_simpson_doh_02.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some of the random things that happen in your ordinary day to day life can test your last nerve. These are some of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10: Stepping in a puddle of water after putting on a fresh pair of socks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9: Trying to fold the stupid bed sheet that has that darn alastic in it. I always just ball it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8: Pimples and dry skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7: Sun burns on vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6: Not packing enough underwear when I go out of town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5: Unclogging other peoples dump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4: Filling up my gas tank and see the prices drop by 18 cents the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3: Driving to Blockbuster to return a movie and not realizing the dvd case is emty until you get &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2: Taping a sports event because of a conflicting schedule, and having someone tell you the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     outcome just as you are sitting down to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Seeing a spider crawling on my bed just as I am turning in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1733110677072011336?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1733110677072011336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-things-that-annoy-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1733110677072011336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1733110677072011336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-things-that-annoy-me.html' title='10 Things That Annoy Me'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXyzDUew2qI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J9GfTjzbAWg/s72-c/homer_simpson_doh_02.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4975464789908577777</id><published>2009-01-24T09:46:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:35:53.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take this HGTV!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXstrwL7sOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qUWySa0d7Qc/s1600-h/lollypicsnumero2+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294876016596725986" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXstrwL7sOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qUWySa0d7Qc/s320/lollypicsnumero2+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXstfttoFsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6PVyYgSLb1o/s1600-h/lollypicsnumero2+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294875809774311106" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXstfttoFsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6PVyYgSLb1o/s320/lollypicsnumero2+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXstQaykdvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2EITo2VCZ_8/s1600-h/lollypicsnumero2+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294875546996733682" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 240px; height: 266px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXstQaykdvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2EITo2VCZ_8/s320/lollypicsnumero2+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXss46xm9II/AAAAAAAAAFk/yU10_5bKOA4/s1600-h/lollypicsnumero2+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294875143265776770" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 185px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXss46xm9II/AAAAAAAAAFk/yU10_5bKOA4/s320/lollypicsnumero2+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; The demolition team, made up of my father-in-law Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McAllister&lt;/span&gt;, my dad Frank, and myself, had an absolute blast ripping up the tile floors and installing a beautiful red oak floor with a golden oak stain. I think Mark may have had the best time because he was the one to enjoy smashing the bathroom sink into tiny pieces in order for proper removal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad, whom will be 55 later this year, has been installing and refinishing hardwood flooring for more than 40 years. My grandfather started Cardinal Flooring in 1962 and initiated my dad into the business by giving him a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; for his birthday when he was 11. If there is a better way to encourage your son into following in your footsteps, let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if my dad was more interested in making a hard worker out of his son or having me carry on the Cardinal torch, but this is the same way he brought me up...minus the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; at the age of 11. To be honest, when I was in junior high, I complained about sanding with my dad on the weekends because I would have rather played with my GI-Joe's. But I look back and am so thankful that he did what he did to make me a hard working, responsible person.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the flooring. I think we were able to have so much fun on this project because of the male bond that accompanies hard work. Our time spent together working hard, learning new things, and taking 30 second breaks is what made our time so great together. Oh and I can't forget the most important thing, Power Tools! We love em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXsstlQjo7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/KCTYD3vVjmI/s1600-h/lollypicsnumero2+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4975464789908577777?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4975464789908577777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-this-hgtv.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4975464789908577777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4975464789908577777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-this-hgtv.html' title='Take this HGTV!'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXstrwL7sOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qUWySa0d7Qc/s72-c/lollypicsnumero2+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-685597987989642350</id><published>2009-01-21T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:06:21.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Books-R- Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXc3ZshzsjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fsSEoGLsPzI/s1600-h/lollypicsnumero2+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293760801586524722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXc3ZshzsjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fsSEoGLsPzI/s320/lollypicsnumero2+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I said to Laura yesterday, "too bad you don't have a locker to stop at in between periods." Classes such as organic and biochemistry, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pharmaceutical&lt;/span&gt; math, and diagnostic nursing make me want to take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Laura started her second semester of nursing school yesterday at Good Samaritan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hospital&lt;/span&gt;. I know she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; has the intelligence to overcome these difficult classes and rigorous schedules, but this tower of terminology frightens me.&lt;br /&gt;It will be a long haul for the both of us. But we are willing to accept this high endurance challenge from Old Spice. They even offer up to 25% higher performing odor protection!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-685597987989642350?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/685597987989642350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/books-r-us.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/685597987989642350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/685597987989642350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/books-r-us.html' title='Books-R- Us'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXc3ZshzsjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fsSEoGLsPzI/s72-c/lollypicsnumero2+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-8645460745687145114</id><published>2009-01-20T09:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:55:36.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Significant Dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXXphWyygdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fHMdfprz8Y4/s1600-h/signif.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293393696307446226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXXphWyygdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fHMdfprz8Y4/s320/signif.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;Sig-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nif&lt;/span&gt;-i-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cance&lt;/span&gt;  n.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;             &lt;/strong&gt;1. The state or quality of being significant: see synonyms at Importance.&lt;br /&gt;             2. A meaning that is expressed.&lt;br /&gt;             3. A covert or implied meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I graduate from The Ohio State University with a degree in history? And why do I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to teach high school history? Easy. I love, love, love history. To read and understand how our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;country&lt;/span&gt; and civilization has evolved over thousands of years is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fascinating&lt;/span&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt; -In 1492 Columbus sailed the ocean blue and forever changed world civilizations.&lt;br /&gt; -On June 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 1944 Dwight D. Eisenhower led a massive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;assault&lt;/span&gt; on the Normandy beaches in    hopes to crush the Nazi regime.&lt;br /&gt; -On July 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 1969 Neil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Armstrong&lt;/span&gt; and Buzz Aldrin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;opened&lt;/span&gt; a new door for science and what our solar system has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;So many dates, so many significant times and places in our history that affect our daily life. But instead of focusing on something like World War Two and the Allied invasion, I would like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mention&lt;/span&gt; an extremely significant date in my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 1979&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;This was the day in which my older brother Joseph T. Massey was extracted from the womb of Kim E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Reihl&lt;/span&gt; (my Mom.) I would hate to even fathom of what life would be like without an older brother like Joe. Playing sports and riding bikes when we were kids, pretending to be pro wrestlers and jumping off the top bunks, snow boarding, sanding floors together, rough times in Iraq, best men in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;each others&lt;/span&gt; wedding, ect..ect..ect.. Mr. Webster should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;have put&lt;/span&gt; a picture of Joe in his dictionary next to the definition of significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2008....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day Christ made his call to Nana. The thought of not having my Nana around still makes me sad. But thank God there is a quick fix for my sadness. All I have need to do is realize she is never gone and think of my time with her and how she and my Pop have had such a tremendous impact on my life. Collecting sea shells and skipping stones, playing nine holes at Otis, walking around Great Harbors, singing Christmas carols, witnessing a true level of commitment, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ect&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ect&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;When I see people wearing hats or t-shirts with the logo "life is good" I smile to myself and utter "It sure is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-8645460745687145114?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/8645460745687145114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/significant-dates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/8645460745687145114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/8645460745687145114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/significant-dates.html' title='Significant Dates'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXXphWyygdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fHMdfprz8Y4/s72-c/signif.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4409289125138654537</id><published>2009-01-16T10:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:22:47.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighthouse History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXCvMZMrU5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/l_Kxd_pgdYU/s1600-h/capeandothers+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291922189617681298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXCvMZMrU5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/l_Kxd_pgdYU/s320/capeandothers+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lighthouse to the left is located on the sixteenth hole of a beautiful Nantucket golf course. In 1848, ten acres were purchased for &lt;strong&gt;$250&lt;/strong&gt; in order construct &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sankaty&lt;/span&gt; Head and warn ships of disaster on the east side of the island. That's 10 bucks an acre! Now-a-days, the cheapest acre on Nantucket can't be bought for less than 50k, and that's right next to the place where they store old garbage and dirty diapers!&lt;br /&gt;FYI: The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sankaty&lt;/span&gt; erection stands at 90 feet.&lt;br /&gt;FYI: The first light house ever built stood at 900 ft. It was built in &lt;strong&gt;283 AD&lt;/strong&gt; by the Egyptians. Personally, I find it hard to believe that the tallest lighthouse ever was built almost 2,000 years ago by an ancient civilization. But its the truth. Just think about the pyramids...Those guys are pretty smart. Or if you live in Massachusetts, it would be "wicked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smat&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Something else that is pretty cool...The first form of a lighthouse was simply a fire on the shores of potential shipwreck. They were first used by the Greeks and Romans in a land far, far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4409289125138654537?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4409289125138654537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/lighthouse-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4409289125138654537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4409289125138654537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/lighthouse-history.html' title='Lighthouse History'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SXCvMZMrU5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/l_Kxd_pgdYU/s72-c/capeandothers+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1041762800891683686</id><published>2009-01-14T21:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:36:25.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abercrombie Model?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SW6djnLLtVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xiUGKysTz-k/s1600-h/capeandothers+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291339847343781202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SW6djnLLtVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xiUGKysTz-k/s320/capeandothers+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I know what your thinking. "I wish I was buff like this stud." I tell you what.. it takes a lot of dedication, weight lifting, and ice cream eating to look like this. Some say my beauty is natural, but I beg the differ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took years for me to achieve this feathered hair-do. My lifetime has been spent chasing such a chiseled bod. I know you just wish you had tickets to the same gun show as me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With motivation and dedication you can have the same. All because of my rockin' bow flex and 20 minutes a week, I have the all-American physique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just think, with 3 easy payments of $89.95, you can almost look like me. Make it 4 at $99.99, and I will send you my jock strap from boot camp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not convinced yet? Just send me $600, and you can have a free clump of chest hair. But since I am still going through puberty, there will only be 9 hairs in that clump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a nice day......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1041762800891683686?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1041762800891683686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/abercrombie-model.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1041762800891683686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1041762800891683686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/abercrombie-model.html' title='Abercrombie Model?'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SW6djnLLtVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xiUGKysTz-k/s72-c/capeandothers+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-7660293802521987577</id><published>2009-01-09T09:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:00:44.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Well...</title><content type='html'>I had a pretty good posting for the day, but my hands are tied with two little ones. I am watching my nephews in from Cleveland, and the infant does not seem to happy about me spending time on my blog. My train of thought keeps coming off the tracks, so we will just have to wait until next time.&lt;br /&gt;Adios.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-7660293802521987577?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7660293802521987577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7660293802521987577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7660293802521987577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-well.html' title='Oh Well...'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4888886642311041658</id><published>2009-01-08T10:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:52:40.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High Quality H20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SWYa-PkzsSI/AAAAAAAAADs/-IZyjzINbao/s1600-h/Water.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288944469028352290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SWYa-PkzsSI/AAAAAAAAADs/-IZyjzINbao/s320/Water.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now thats some high quality H2O. Thank the Lord I have access to the type of drinking water on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good friend of mine is on a missions trip to Nepal in order to expand the kindom of God. Paul has been granted an abundance of Gods grace and compassion, but unfortunately his Nepali well only provides mud-water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is difficult to fully grasp the difference in our living standards compared to the rest of the world. Unless you have experience and seen other lifestyles first hand, there is no true way of seeing the way we live from another perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of a water shortage in his village, Paul is only allowed to shower once a week. I love to take steamy, hot showers for like 15 minutes until my skin peels off. Paul probably does as well, but he won't have a chance to do that until late next year. If only one shower a week is not enough of an obstacle, his wash time is accompanied with shivering. Yup, his camp does not provide hardly enough hot water for everybody, so his showers can be comparable to a polar bear plunge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a guy! Taking a chance, stepping out of his comfort zone to do something great. God commands us to take his word to the ends of the Earth. Only 3% of the Nepal population is Christian and only about 14% have ever heard the name Jesus. To say the least, Paul is the man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the glory to God and his son Christ Jesus. May the Lord drape his love and protection over Paul and all other warriors who have traveled the globe to battle our enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4888886642311041658?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4888886642311041658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-quality-h20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4888886642311041658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4888886642311041658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-quality-h20.html' title='High Quality H20'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SWYa-PkzsSI/AAAAAAAAADs/-IZyjzINbao/s72-c/Water.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-2697852519733190375</id><published>2008-12-30T09:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:57:10.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SVo0ghFfSqI/AAAAAAAAADk/_KDfcY66yak/s1600-h/honeymoon%26others+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285594845914548898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SVo0ghFfSqI/AAAAAAAAADk/_KDfcY66yak/s320/honeymoon%26others+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SVouXCGdVPI/AAAAAAAAADc/ftpzreL4sPM/s1600-h/honeymoon%26others+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285588085908526322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SVouXCGdVPI/AAAAAAAAADc/ftpzreL4sPM/s320/honeymoon%26others+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I constantly thank God for the many blessings he has poured into my life. Family, friendships, coffee, backpacking, and so on... But one blessing easily conquers all others and would reign champion in a fantasy blessing league year after year. And it's my wife Laura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little brother Paul is visiting me from out of town for a few days, and he said to me yesterday "I still can't believe your married." And I agreed with him. At that very moment I began to think of how lucky I am to have my wife as my best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love doing everything with her. Walking the dog, talking about our future kids, picking names for boys and girls, making goals, going to the library to pick out a movie, watching her sleep, and on and on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of my wife, I say God is awesome! What a creator! What a blessing she has been in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-2697852519733190375?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/2697852519733190375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/2697852519733190375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/2697852519733190375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SVo0ghFfSqI/AAAAAAAAADk/_KDfcY66yak/s72-c/honeymoon%26others+115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1602794191249007858</id><published>2008-12-29T08:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:31:14.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SVjVvW1vZCI/AAAAAAAAADM/XngZ9IS9TIE/s1600-h/honeymoon%26others+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285209172280828962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SVjVvW1vZCI/AAAAAAAAADM/XngZ9IS9TIE/s320/honeymoon%26others+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hable&lt;/span&gt; e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spanol&lt;/span&gt;? In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; this reads "Christ is the reason to live." I actually took this picture inside of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pota&lt;/span&gt;-pot in the Dominican Republic. It's amazing, yet sad at the same time, to witness the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;filth&lt;/span&gt; and poverty other communities live in.&lt;br /&gt;This little safari adventure that Laura and I went on was such an eye opener to how much of an advantage us Americans have over much of the world. The local butcher shop in the Dominican was simply a dirt floor hut with slabs of meat hanging from hooks. No walls, no gloves for the butcher.. And did I mention dirt floors? The gas station was nothing more than a stand on the side of the road advertising a milk jug filled with gas. The children were running around and chasing our tour vehicle without shoes to protect their little feet. And you better hope you don't get hurt or sick because the boarded up shack, which the Dominicans refer to as their hospital, is only open four days out of the week.&lt;br /&gt;After our guide led us through the small towns and villages, we stopped and visited with a loving rural family. And this is where the picture was taken. Seven people lived in their two bedroom home. And the family bathroom was actually the outhouse in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;I love to witness others praising God. It truly does help me live as a better man. Especially when the praising is done in cirumstances where we could easily be stressed and upset. Many Americans would not even think of buying a home with less than two bathrooms. And here this family deals with an outhouse that dispences the remains in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...I guess I'm trying to say that we should give thanks for what we have in any situation. After all, the Lord tells us he will never put anything in front of us that we can't handle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1602794191249007858?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1602794191249007858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1602794191249007858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1602794191249007858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-reason.html' title='My Reason'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SVjVvW1vZCI/AAAAAAAAADM/XngZ9IS9TIE/s72-c/honeymoon%26others+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-529074392407979058</id><published>2008-12-27T10:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:16:35.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Yourself a Favor</title><content type='html'>Real quick posting today...I strongly urge you to check out a website that a close friend updates daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thisisreverb&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;br /&gt;I am confident that you will not be disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-529074392407979058?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/529074392407979058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-yourself-favor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/529074392407979058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/529074392407979058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-yourself-favor.html' title='Do Yourself a Favor'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-7159601217014589052</id><published>2008-12-22T11:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:14:57.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Bath and Bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SU-_Y14ZTRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1xE0pKx9voE/s1600-h/lollypics+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282651321430265106" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SU-_Y14ZTRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1xE0pKx9voE/s320/lollypics+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought my wife and I were going to blow gaskets. Yeah, the coffee maker was fun to pick out. But other than that, I had no say. Why can't I just pick out our towel colors? Don't get me wrong, the whole process leading up to our wedding was terrific. Perhaps I would have a different outlook if I actually did something other than be where I was told and wear what I was required.&lt;br /&gt;I give so much credit to Laura and all that she put together. Our wedding was beautiful. I know the whole thing was just a headache after another for her. Meeting with people, getting stuff organized, and spending 35 minutes on hold are not the things you feel like doing after working all day. She is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;But back to the registry.. Can openers, party dishes, coasters, oven mits, ect ect.... What about guy stuff like golf balls, tool boxes, tents, footballs, and all that fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to complain though. I did get the coolest thing from my step-mom Patty. A water purifier for when I go backpacking. Instead of carrying an extra 25lbs of water, I pack a small filter pump and be on my way. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;The registry process was a bit tough, but it was all very worth because I now have the most beautiful wife in the whole wide world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-7159601217014589052?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7159601217014589052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/bed-bath-and-board.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7159601217014589052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7159601217014589052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/bed-bath-and-board.html' title='Bed Bath and Bored...'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SU-_Y14ZTRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1xE0pKx9voE/s72-c/lollypics+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-92762012870855178</id><published>2008-12-19T11:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:49:03.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUvMYnT0ktI/AAAAAAAAACs/aY10FH-O3Vc/s1600-h/lollypics+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281539711263085266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUvMYnT0ktI/AAAAAAAAACs/aY10FH-O3Vc/s320/lollypics+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brown County Indiana: This place is a haven for people who like to window shop and buy little nick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knacks&lt;/span&gt; that never come out of the box. It is also a good place to ask your future father-in-law if he approves of a proposal.&lt;br /&gt;In search of a time and place where we could come to know each other better as a family, my wife, her parents, my mom, and myself came together for a tasteful weekend in a small but popular town.  Mark (my father-in-law) and I had an everlasting desire to hit the lynx, but the time never presented itself. Instead, we decided to make the ladies happy and accompany them in a nice and hot afternoon stroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had an awesome time! Not because I enjoy walking around and looking at something that is $325 overpriced. We had a great time because we were together. My mom, future family, and myself were away from the daily stresses of life and soaking up the smiles, laughs, and the 100% humidity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Being with the people that make you smile and feel good is what it's all about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-92762012870855178?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/92762012870855178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/92762012870855178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/92762012870855178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-fun.html' title='Simple Fun'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUvMYnT0ktI/AAAAAAAAACs/aY10FH-O3Vc/s72-c/lollypics+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-7216251079976151107</id><published>2008-12-18T09:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:35:14.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Charge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In my eye's, there is no greater insult than to be called a liar or a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thief&lt;/span&gt;! If your a man of God and claim to be a Christian, than act like one. We are constantly being watch, and we are always being called for something greater than what we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1st John 1:4 reads...The man who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt; "I know him." but does not do what he commands, is a liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our second greatest commandment, beside loving and praising God, is to love and show kindness to the people around us. This rule doesn't just apply to our friends and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; we care about. It also extends to our enemies and the people we don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I struggle with this as well. We all do. But as leaders, we are called to be a light in a world of darkness.&lt;/span&gt;  Gods word tell us...If we do anything, love the people around you. So I encourage myself and everyone to do what is right...Live in Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-7216251079976151107?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7216251079976151107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/take-charge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7216251079976151107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7216251079976151107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/take-charge.html' title='Take Charge'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-219093983227492813</id><published>2008-12-16T09:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:43:12.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUe-ZbrSLsI/AAAAAAAAACk/gFaC1ZU1K0E/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280398432250506946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUe-ZbrSLsI/AAAAAAAAACk/gFaC1ZU1K0E/s320/P1010068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10: Green Bean Casserole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9: Winning in Scrabble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8: Clogging the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7: Chopping Firewood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:Teasing my Dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5: Tickling my Wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4: Big Gulps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3: Chipotle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2: Building and Maintaining a Fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my favorite thing to do in the whole wide world.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numero Uno: Viewing a True Work of Art after Eating Three Ear's of Corn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-219093983227492813?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/219093983227492813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-things-i-enjoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/219093983227492813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/219093983227492813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-things-i-enjoy.html' title='10 Things I enjoy'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUe-ZbrSLsI/AAAAAAAAACk/gFaC1ZU1K0E/s72-c/P1010068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-3131268752041944260</id><published>2008-12-12T09:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:09:30.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusk in Cinci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUJv9fVbTnI/AAAAAAAAACU/3uHqhthE63o/s1600-h/sunset1208+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278904815405715058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUJv9fVbTnI/AAAAAAAAACU/3uHqhthE63o/s320/sunset1208+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who ever said you had to go further than your own backyard to see an extraordinary sunset. I took this last night and just could not wait to put it up. Taking this picture also made me think of a question.&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer a sunrise or sunset?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know to see a sunrise you have to get out of your cozy bed at like 5:30 en la manana. But I sure do think it is worth the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;My answer is based on my deployment to Iraq. I spent many over night post watches providing security for our camp. The optics we used during the evening hours got the job done, but the night vision goggles and inferred scopes did not do full justice. I don't know, There is just something about that morning star rising over a dark land that makes me smile. I would always thank God for his faithfulness when he would provide us light so we could see once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-3131268752041944260?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/3131268752041944260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/dusk-in-cinci.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/3131268752041944260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/3131268752041944260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/dusk-in-cinci.html' title='Dusk in Cinci'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUJv9fVbTnI/AAAAAAAAACU/3uHqhthE63o/s72-c/sunset1208+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-7653175046278229063</id><published>2008-12-11T14:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:29:32.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Hank</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUFozvDf0FI/AAAAAAAAACM/dEO46zrKUoQ/s1600-h/lumber+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278615476268683346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUFozvDf0FI/AAAAAAAAACM/dEO46zrKUoQ/s320/lumber+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to take Hank backpacking. He is just over 7 months now and wonders too far off the trail from time to time. I think when he is about 5 0r 6 years old he will be ready to go out with me. Beside being an awesome friend and companion, Hank is a dog whom makes me laugh day in and day out. He actually makes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noises&lt;/span&gt; like a monkey when you ask him if he wants to go for a walk. The only thing I wish that I could make him do is sweep the garage and increase the air pressure in my tires when the weather turns cold. I also wish he would see what it is like to follow me and pick up my poop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-7653175046278229063?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7653175046278229063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-wait-to-take-hank-backpacking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7653175046278229063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7653175046278229063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-wait-to-take-hank-backpacking.html' title='Meet Hank'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/SUFozvDf0FI/AAAAAAAAACM/dEO46zrKUoQ/s72-c/lumber+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-4512420043052928861</id><published>2008-12-10T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:13:50.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Timing</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had a situation where you thought  "God has just timed this out perfectly."  At some particular moments, everything seems to work out for the best, you end up where you want to be, and even A+B=C!  Well, I have a great example of a situation like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just recently returned from my deployment to Iraq (I served six years in The Marines) and I was visiting my family in Cape Cod Massachusetts.  After landing in Boston at the Logan airport, I was having lunch with my cousins.  My 1st cousin Brian said to me "James, wouldn't it be cool if we could somehow get tickets to the Jets vs. Patriots game tomorrow."  Seriously, no joke, Brian's cell phone rang 2 seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that one of Brian's customers had 2 tickets to the game and they were not going to make it.  So Brian picked up the tickets the next morning and we headed to Foxboro to see the Pats bring the Jets behind the tool shed and give them an old fashion butt woopin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-4512420043052928861?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4512420043052928861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-timing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4512420043052928861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/4512420043052928861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-timing.html' title='Perfect Timing'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-3491266203228160210</id><published>2008-12-09T09:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:14:24.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who and what we love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ST5_2O4lnDI/AAAAAAAAACE/VCKjsscgzG8/s1600-h/boarding%26backpacking+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277796383009905714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ST5_2O4lnDI/AAAAAAAAACE/VCKjsscgzG8/s320/boarding%26backpacking+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite recreations is snowboarding. There is something about flying down a mountain on 10 inch wide stick that I love. The snow, the mountains, scenery, cold air, ect., is what makes the trip fun. There is something even more than all these features that makes snowboarding such an awesome experience. The friends you have to share it with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last winter my friends and I wanted to plan a trip to Snowshoe West virginia. This place is sweet!!! But I really did not have the funds to support the weekend venture. A beautiful condo on top of the mountain, lift tickets, food, gas, ect were extras I did not have a cent for. So what do friends do best when you need them and they want you to be around. They look after you. Two of my wonderful friends from college treated me on this fabulous trip. The things I could not afford, they covered. All just to have me there. My friends told me that their trip would be much more fun if I were there. WOW! That really made me feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friendships are one of the things I thank God for. They make life a whole lot easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-3491266203228160210?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/3491266203228160210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-and-what-we-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/3491266203228160210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/3491266203228160210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-and-what-we-love.html' title='Who and what we love...'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ST5_2O4lnDI/AAAAAAAAACE/VCKjsscgzG8/s72-c/boarding%26backpacking+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-6360228610559310434</id><published>2008-12-08T09:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:59:10.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ST02G3Df7bI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9ApR2hF5tCA/s1600-h/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277433829833829810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ST02G3Df7bI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9ApR2hF5tCA/s320/sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a robber or theif is attempting to break into your home while you are sleeping, does he try to come in as silently as possible or does he give notice as to when he will come? The Lord said he is going to return like a thief in the night. One minute we can be driving to pick up a movie from Blockbuster...and here comes the thief. Really, there is no warning. One moment we are here on this Earth and the next we are facing our eternal judgement. We don't have the option of telling God that we want to stay here longer. When he wants to meet us, it is going to happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If God wanted to meet you today, where would you spend eternity? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-6360228610559310434?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/6360228610559310434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-ready.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/6360228610559310434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/6360228610559310434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-ready.html' title='Are You Ready?'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/ST02G3Df7bI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9ApR2hF5tCA/s72-c/sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1359077286287632489</id><published>2008-12-06T15:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:25:07.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously</title><content type='html'>What is up with 60 year old men wearing these silly Christmas sweaters? Are you serious? It know it is the holiday season and we all love wearing wool because it never itches.  But, I am pretty sure skin tight sweaters with Rudolph on the front has been phased out since the 60's.  Yeah, cousin Eddie from Christmas vacation is an awesome character. But don't we laugh when we look at him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1359077286287632489?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1359077286287632489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1359077286287632489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1359077286287632489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/seriously.html' title='Seriously'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-2668385285053629568</id><published>2008-12-05T09:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:56:29.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Do?</title><content type='html'>This is a question my friends and I discussed for about 2 hours a couple of weeks back.  What would you immediately purchase if you won 20 million dollars tax free? There is no wrong answer.  Personally, I would pay off my debts, put a down payment on a home, then treat my entire family and core of friends to a ten day southern Caribbean cruise. Oh yeah, then I would get lasik surgery!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-2668385285053629568?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/2668385285053629568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/2668385285053629568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/2668385285053629568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-to-do.html' title='What To Do?'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-8117344676320591855</id><published>2008-12-04T08:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:00:56.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Encounter</title><content type='html'>Whether the act was done by you or some other random person, when is the last time you encountered a situation that had an impact?  I am not talking about jumping in front of a mack truck to push someone out of the way. It does not have to be some life saving event.  But it does have to meet the  minimum requirements of making you or the recipient smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Thanksgiving.  I am willing to bet all my chips that you do as well.  The last Thursday of every November is filled with green bean casserole, blueberry pie, and football.  What's not to love?  Everyone is happy, we open doors for strangers,  and we give plentiful in the Sunday offering because we have so much to be thankful for.  Wait a minute.... Are we truly thankful for what we have?  And even further more, do we display it?  Are we more likely to exert energy by screaming at the nut who just cut you off?  I know sometimes I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we start something new we have to begin with baby steps.  My goal is to be thankful no matter how down and out I feel.  No matter what our problems are in life, they can always be worse.  God told us that he would never put something on our plate that we couldn't handle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no matter what the situation is in our life, it's nothing more than minor when we look at the eternal picture.  Like I said, my goal is be thankful to the Lord in all I do.  Then the rest of life will just fall into place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-8117344676320591855?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/8117344676320591855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/encounter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/8117344676320591855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/8117344676320591855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/encounter.html' title='Encounter'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-7074388949968457734</id><published>2008-12-03T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:35:36.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Fellow readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am just now trying to figure how how things work on this site. I am also trying to figure out how things work in the game of life. I am pretty sure there is no "pass go and collect 200 bucks." But I am certain that through trials and tribulation we can learn something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Just remember...Praise the Lord and always be thankful with what we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Test Number Uno: What are you thankful for in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-7074388949968457734?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7074388949968457734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/fellow-readers-i-am-just-now-trying-to.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7074388949968457734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/7074388949968457734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/fellow-readers-i-am-just-now-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088213740442410117.post-1211210522317707230</id><published>2008-12-03T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:39:53.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We The People...</title><content type='html'>Brothers and sisters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been inspired by a dear friend to venture into something new and different. Blogs, the internet, and website creation are obviously not something new. But for me, using them for something other than finding answers to random questions and how to get from point A to point B is a new concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be patient with me and try not to get discouraged when my postings and questions leave you with a question mark expression. Wait a minute... Actually, this is what I will am setting out to do. My purpose here is to touch various lives and assist my brothers and sister to think outside the box of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have been on, and will venture on incredible journeys. These journey may consist of traveling to Nepal in order to expand the kingdom of God. Or these journeys can simply be made of helping an elderly woman load her grocery bags at your local wal-mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do...Agree with, or disagree... Be transformed. For God is calling us to be something greater than what we are. Live your life the way it is supposed to.....LIVE IN LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I hope you can have as much fun in this as I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sledge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088213740442410117-1211210522317707230?l=sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1211210522317707230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1211210522317707230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088213740442410117/posts/default/1211210522317707230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sledgeforchrist.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-people.html' title='We The People...'/><author><name>sledgeforchrist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00268733899397914937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQRWjRBfZuA/STg-iqpeiuI/AAAAAAAAABc/0rNvTmSjcoo/S220/lumber+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
