Some video of Austyn showing me his moves to get the ladies...

just teasing some Austyn...

have a great day... and don't forget to vote!!!

AUSTYN NEEDS VOTES..... PLEASE??????

hey hey....

Austyn entered a photo contest..... and needs votes.... PLEASE??

go to this link......


http://www.showusthecow.com/photos.php?view=browse&tag=AUSTYN%20MOFFAT

enter your town and state and email address and vote....

This is a photo of Austyn high in the Rocky Mountains this summer.... if you have been waiting to see photos of their vacation... this is one way to see one photo of it...
Enjoy... and VOTE PLEASE???

thanks..

photo is much better on the actual page....

church signs... we drive by...

Don't let your worries get the
best of you; remember, Moses started
out as a basket case.

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Some people are kind, polite, and
sweet-spirited until you try to sit in their pews.

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Many folks want to serve God,
but only as advisors

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It is easier to preach ten sermons
than it is to live one.

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The good Lord didn't create anything
without a purpose, but mosquitoes come close.

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When you get to your wit's end,
you'll find God lives there.

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People are funny; they want the front
of the bus, the middle of the road, and
the back of the church.

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Opportunity may knock once, but temptation
bangs on your front door forever.

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Quit griping about your church;
i f it was perfect, you couldn't belong.

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If the church wants a better pastor,
it only needs to pray for the one it has.

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God Himself does not propose to judge
a man until he is dead. So why should you?

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Some minds are like concrete
thoroughly mixed up and permanently set.

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Peace starts with a smile.

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I don't know why some people
change churches; what difference does
it make which one you stay home from?

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A lot of church members who are singing
"Standing on the Promises"
are just sitting on the premises.

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We were called to be witnesses,
not lawyers or judges.

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Be ye fishers of men. You catch
them - He'll clean them.

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Coincidence is when God
chooses to remain anonymous.

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Don't put a question mark
where God put a period.
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Don't wait for 6 strong men
to take you to church.

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Forbidden fruits create many jams.

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God doesn't call the qualified,
He qualifies the called.

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God grades on the cross, not the curve.

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God loves everyone, but probably prefers
"fruits of the spirit" over "religious nuts!"

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God promises a safe landing,
not a calm passage.
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He who angers you, controls you!

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If God is your Co-pilot - swap seats!

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Prayer:

Don't give God instructions -- just report for duty!

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The task ahead of us is never as
great as the Power behind us.

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The Will of God never takes you to
where the Grace of God will not protect you.

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We don't change the message,
the message changes us.

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You can tell how big a person is
by what it takes to discourage him.

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The best mathematical equation
I have ever seen:
1 cross + 3 nails = 4 given.

Ann's green thumb... amazes me, she has such beautiful and different flowers...

Sometime.... the smallest things remind us of God's Greatness!

Austyn providing entertainment

Here we go, the Austyn Comedy Hour...

Austyn providing entertainment...

Phillip, Tammy & Austyn ate with us Friday

nite at Freddie Pauls... and Austyn provided the entertainment... which we enjoyed very much, or at least Grandma & I did, haha, it was cold inside so we had to keep moving.. haha...

The company Jake Welds for

Making big boy toys... He has built over 15 of these this year... and is still at it...

Close up view of the Walking Rig....

one can see the big hydralic cylinders on the bottom if you look closely.... the guys working on it look like ants.. haha...

This rig is special...

It will have feet on it on the bottom and actually 'walk' from site to site.. if in close area... so they don't have to tear down each time and set up.. the hydralic feet will move the rig, with pipe hanging in crow's nest to the next site by walking... this is an all electric rig that drills deep into the earth... quite a site to see Jake reports... and if all comes to be.. I might be able to sneak down and take a few photos of it 'walking' when they get it set up...

more photos but these are from my camera vs blackjack.. haha

Jake's welding yard where he builds big

boy toys

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From Melanie Shaklee....

The Stranger

A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small Texas town.
From the beginning, Dad was fascinated
with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family.
The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on.
As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family.
In my young mind, he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors:
Mom taught me good from evil,
and Dad taught me to obey.
But the stranger, he was our storyteller.
He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.
If I wanted to know anything about politics,
history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future!
He took my family to the first major league ball game.
He made me laugh, and he made me cry.
The stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.
Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet.
(I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)
Dad ruled our household with certain moral

convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them.
Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home.
Not from us, our friends, or any visitors.
Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush.
My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol.
But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis.
He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished.
He talked freely (much too freely!) about sex.
His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.
I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the

stranger.
Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked. And NEVER asked to leave.
More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family.
He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first.
Still, if you could walk into my parents' den today,
you would still find him sitting over in his corner,
waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures.
His name?...


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We just call him, "TV."
He has a wife now.
We call her "Computer".