Just wanted to let everyone know that we aren't going to post on this site anymore. We have a new home now!
Visit our new site at
http://www.jonandrandi.com
This is our new home on the web. We hope to add a lot of new stuff along with the new site to, things to use to pass the time.. haha..
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Andrew and Madison's Christmas Program is December 16th at 7:00 pm at the Hillcrest Baptist Church.
Andrew and Madison's Christmas Program is December 16th at 7:00 pm at the Hillcrest Baptist Church. There will be a program where all kids have a part (even the babies) then snacks and finally Santa will be there for pictures...
Bring the camera's...
Heather
Bring the camera's...
Heather
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
From Joanna ..... this am...
Hi, Just thought you would like to know Uncle Ivan is in the Parkview Hospital, in El Reno. He was admitted yesterday, after going to the Dr., again, for a bad cold that has hung on for a couple weeks. The Dr. thought it might be going into his lungs, so thought they could treat him better in the hospital. I talked to him this morning and I think he is feeling better. He thinks they will probably keep him a couple days, then he will be back home. Please keep them in your prayers.
Also, prayers for Jim & Doris. Jim is having surgery today for a carotid artery. (hope I spelled that right) He is to be at the hospital at 11:00 and guess surgery will be around 1:00 pm. Will let you know how it goes.
Also, prayers for Jim & Doris. Jim is having surgery today for a carotid artery. (hope I spelled that right) He is to be at the hospital at 11:00 and guess surgery will be around 1:00 pm. Will let you know how it goes.
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Saturday, November 26, 2005
wow... home AGAIN!!
It finally hit me... on Tuesday night of this week how very lucky I am that my first heart attack did not cost me my life! Wow. It hit like a ton of bricks! I just simply had not idea... and now after my second time in the hospital in less than a month, I have come to realize how wonderful it is to be alive, even with the aches and pains of ole age! My brain had no concept of my close call, as I felt better than before after my stint was put in at the Tulsa Heart Hospital. I "knew" it was cool, and that I had a heart attack, but my brain was not living it! In life, I had no idea... none what so ever about what I had happen to my body. I am used to "being sick" and getting over it.. and your body tells you to take it easy, but I had no "sick" pains, none... felt better than I did in years, so I was hitting it hard, regaining the lost years... and then wham... It hit me! What happened was another long story. Why it happened the Dr. thinks is this... on my second spell... where the stint was put in, there is a small artery that branches off and it is not one of the three most important... and the stint blocked it off and my heart, not used to this one being blocked called to it... and did not receive an answer and called and called and .... pain started... I don't need it to live, but the heart (muscle) was used to calling and getting from it... I will just have to accept that I can not do as before... and will have to take it easy now. sigh...
Have been resting since, and walking small doses around our home. I have figured out it is 200 big steps or 600 feet from the center of the road in front of our home to the gate post just east of our barn. This means.. 9 times around it and I would walk a mile... not near as exciting as walking the mile one way across our property or ok... Ann... 1.4 miles one way... sigh... and and .. hahaha...
I start back with the wellness center next week, I hope.
I had all my family round me on the second trip too. How wonder it is to start the healing process with lots of family around you.
I am richly blessed... I have the best kids, in laws and grandchildren in the world, and I mean that! I am most blessed because of my wonderful loving wife, my very best friend of 33 plus years, who has stayed by my side through some very tough times... times that might even have made me leave me!! I can not hardly type this for the tears... she is my rock. She is my life and I love her very very much, my Ann! Thanks for standing by me. For loving me! for being my best friend!
Well, recovering now... today is the day we picked to celebrate one of the best holidays around.. the day of Thanksgiving. And we are very thankful of all the many blessings we have been given and give praise to God for those and all of the wonderful things to come. We are richly ... very richly blessed!
Some of the things we are very thankful for... Jake is in welding school, has completely changed his life, is working towards the goal of becoming a commercial welder. He has an A average in his class at Meridian technology Center in Stillwater. He has become a rock that Ann and I can lean on... Heather, inspite of all she went through, is alive and back to work and doing quite well! We didn't lose her, nor did we lose Madison Ann... Paul is getting to work days not including weekends starting in a month or so, and has already got his deer this year! Tammy is working on her teaching certificate, and is really doing quite well, and is almost done. She is a super mom to Austyn, who is, it seems, setting milestones every day! From staying with friends, to his art, to his discovery of the things we take forgranted everyday! And Andrew is almost 21 at the rip ole age of 3! His way of putting things he views in his world is matched only by the best broadcasters in the world! His love for his sister is unmatched. Randi is being another super mom to Kailtyn. She started her new job as office manager in Ada is loving it. Kaitlyn came up and her and I fell asleep on the couch one afternoon not long ago... and that was the coolest thing ... wow.. She is "running" everywhere, and will be wanting the keys to car before long... and Jon is doing well, has become a college man again. He has enrolled and will be finishing up his degree before long. He is moving up the "food chain" at his office, and is now in a management position, and is enjoying it.
Phillip is still with Rains and is helping ship goods all over the USA! He is still doing his pottery, and has several folks who are wanting him to do brick work on the side. His artist side has become quite well known in the community... and his work is known for being right, well done, and his gift as an artist shines through, so those who want only the best are chasing him...
Goodness WE ARE RICHLY BLESSED this holiday season....
We had hoped to celebrate with Uncle Ivan and Aunt Freda Moffat of El Reno, but Uncle Ivan has a cold and can not make it up. We will miss you all.
Got a wonderful call from Ward and Melanie, Ann's brother and sister in law in Florida. They are doing well.
Life is precious... enjoy!
Have been resting since, and walking small doses around our home. I have figured out it is 200 big steps or 600 feet from the center of the road in front of our home to the gate post just east of our barn. This means.. 9 times around it and I would walk a mile... not near as exciting as walking the mile one way across our property or ok... Ann... 1.4 miles one way... sigh... and and .. hahaha...
I start back with the wellness center next week, I hope.
I had all my family round me on the second trip too. How wonder it is to start the healing process with lots of family around you.
I am richly blessed... I have the best kids, in laws and grandchildren in the world, and I mean that! I am most blessed because of my wonderful loving wife, my very best friend of 33 plus years, who has stayed by my side through some very tough times... times that might even have made me leave me!! I can not hardly type this for the tears... she is my rock. She is my life and I love her very very much, my Ann! Thanks for standing by me. For loving me! for being my best friend!
Well, recovering now... today is the day we picked to celebrate one of the best holidays around.. the day of Thanksgiving. And we are very thankful of all the many blessings we have been given and give praise to God for those and all of the wonderful things to come. We are richly ... very richly blessed!
Some of the things we are very thankful for... Jake is in welding school, has completely changed his life, is working towards the goal of becoming a commercial welder. He has an A average in his class at Meridian technology Center in Stillwater. He has become a rock that Ann and I can lean on... Heather, inspite of all she went through, is alive and back to work and doing quite well! We didn't lose her, nor did we lose Madison Ann... Paul is getting to work days not including weekends starting in a month or so, and has already got his deer this year! Tammy is working on her teaching certificate, and is really doing quite well, and is almost done. She is a super mom to Austyn, who is, it seems, setting milestones every day! From staying with friends, to his art, to his discovery of the things we take forgranted everyday! And Andrew is almost 21 at the rip ole age of 3! His way of putting things he views in his world is matched only by the best broadcasters in the world! His love for his sister is unmatched. Randi is being another super mom to Kailtyn. She started her new job as office manager in Ada is loving it. Kaitlyn came up and her and I fell asleep on the couch one afternoon not long ago... and that was the coolest thing ... wow.. She is "running" everywhere, and will be wanting the keys to car before long... and Jon is doing well, has become a college man again. He has enrolled and will be finishing up his degree before long. He is moving up the "food chain" at his office, and is now in a management position, and is enjoying it.
Phillip is still with Rains and is helping ship goods all over the USA! He is still doing his pottery, and has several folks who are wanting him to do brick work on the side. His artist side has become quite well known in the community... and his work is known for being right, well done, and his gift as an artist shines through, so those who want only the best are chasing him...
Goodness WE ARE RICHLY BLESSED this holiday season....
We had hoped to celebrate with Uncle Ivan and Aunt Freda Moffat of El Reno, but Uncle Ivan has a cold and can not make it up. We will miss you all.
Got a wonderful call from Ward and Melanie, Ann's brother and sister in law in Florida. They are doing well.
Life is precious... enjoy!
Friday, November 25, 2005
'My Father Was a Wildfire'
The only son of Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash talks about his parents' faith, their relationship, and their musical legacy.
Interview by David Caldwell
John Carter Cash is the executive producer of "Walk the Line," a movie opening Friday that recounts the sometimes tempestuous and ultimately triumphant love story of his parents, the singers Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash.
It quickly becomes evident from talking to John Carter Cash, 35, the couple's only child together, that in making the film he was seeing through the final wishes of his parents, who died within four months of each other in 2003. Cash, who lives near Nashville and is a music producer, got Joaquin Phoenix to play his father and Reese Witherspoon to play his mother----just as his parents wanted. Cash spoke with Beliefnet about his parents' life together, especially about the unshakable faith that helped them through hard times and became the bedrock for their marriage--as well as his life.
Do you think it's a film a lot of people will enjoy?
Yes, I do. I think people will love it. My parents had a vision for a movie about this that, first of all, told the story of their love affair, their life together, and their early relationship--how they made it through their struggles, how they got together and stayed together. The film succeeds at that greatly. My father and mother both OKed Joaquin and Reese for the parts and were both very positive about Joaquin and Reese doing their own singing. I believe this film stays true to the vision that my parents had. It's a movie about their love and their life, and they set it all up. It was theirs all the way.
How much does the movie deal with their faith?
My mother's faith becomes very evident in watching the film--her strength in God. The film deals with my father growing up as a young man and his struggles. My father resoundingly professed his faith in God later. It becomes evident early in the film how my father wanted to have faith in the Gospel. But the major focus in the film is their love affair. It's not really a film about their faith. The point where the film stops off is the point where my father truly begins to seek out Christianity. The point where he started is where the film ends. My parents' number-one goal was to have a movie about their life, and how their love helped them come together. I believe we've done that.
There is not a lot of attention paid to his recovery from addiction. Was that on purpose?
Really, the movie ends where he's beginning to clear up. There isn't much focus on his recovery.
You have a strong faith. How much of that do you owe to your parents?
My father told me early on about having a life in God. Their faith was the light of their life. They always professed it--their faith and their relationship with Christ. I learned by example, from watching them get through their struggles. They'd always come back to their faith. My father and mother were together because of their faith.
Through all of my father's struggles--which are evident in the film--the audience can see that faith in God would help to provide him with truth, vision, and direction. So faith was always very important to me. I think early on in life maybe, as so many people do, I rebelled against one thing or another--whether it be music, whether it be the freedom that comes from the relationship with God. I had to go through my own struggles to find my relationship with God. That relationship that I've built has been a result of my own struggles. Sometimes, you find peace through misery. Having said that, what's most important for me to do now is to keep my peace. And the way I do that is through prayer and a life with God.
"Nobody could save him from anything."
Your half-sister, Kathy, was interviewed a week ago by the Nashville Tennessean after members of the family watched an advance screening of the film. She said she walked out of the film five times because she thought her mother, Vivian Liberto Distin, was treated poorly. Is it hard when you're making a film like this to make everybody happy?
Well, what we have is a story about the formation of a relationship--a strong relationship. My father was a wildfire. Really. Nobody could save him from anything. His family turned away from him, and he broke up with his first wife. It just happened to be that when he was going to get back up on his feet, my mother was there. The movie is not about his relationship with Vivian [who died earlier this year]. That was never my father's intention, or my mother's, to have a movie about their life before they met. What they wanted was a movie about their love, about their life together with God. However anybody feels--how I feel, or how my sister feels or whatever--I still stand strong and true and firmly that this is the movie that my parents together would have made. That's all that matters to me.
You've produced an album, "Home to You," by the Peasall Sisters, the girls who became famous in the film, "O Brother, Where Art Thou?," singing the kind of music your mother loved. How did that all come about?
One of the girls, Leah, took fiddle lessons from my wife, Laura, for a long time. I got to know her and them through my wife's relationship. I got to be friends with all of them. Got together in the studio with them and did some demos and sought out a record deal with them. My mother--when she first saw "O Brother, Where Art Thou?"--she was exuberant when she heard those little girls. They were singing the songs that she was singing when she was a little girl with her sisters. And she said, "My God. That's me, Helen and Anita up there." She was very excited about their music. That's really when I first got to know them. I was connected with them in many ways early on through my mother's music and the songs that they'd sing. It made great sense to work together. It's very traditional music. It's the real thing.
Do you think there was a heightened interest in your mother's music, and bluegrass music in general, after "O Brother, Where Art Thou?"
It reawakened people who were interested in "old-timey" music, the roots of bluegrass music. Where does bluegrass music come from? All the songs in "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" are pre-bluegrass. There were a lot of bluegrass musicians out there starting their careers in the 1930s and 1940s who grew up listening to the Carter family. That's the roots of the music. There's a June Carter Cash box set on Legacy Records. There's a lot of music out there spanning her career. I'm glad her music is out there. It means a lot.
You're involved now with an album called "Voice of the Spirit." Is that music similar to your mother's?
"Voice of the Spirit" was a project I'd been talking about for a long time. It began as an Appalachian record. But it's a record of all pure Southern gospel. I got a bunch of different artists together and did all of it here in Nashville. Good friends making good music. They're all brand-new recordings, but they're old songs I've found in various places, including Carter Family songs.
Interview by David Caldwell
John Carter Cash is the executive producer of "Walk the Line," a movie opening Friday that recounts the sometimes tempestuous and ultimately triumphant love story of his parents, the singers Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash.
It quickly becomes evident from talking to John Carter Cash, 35, the couple's only child together, that in making the film he was seeing through the final wishes of his parents, who died within four months of each other in 2003. Cash, who lives near Nashville and is a music producer, got Joaquin Phoenix to play his father and Reese Witherspoon to play his mother----just as his parents wanted. Cash spoke with Beliefnet about his parents' life together, especially about the unshakable faith that helped them through hard times and became the bedrock for their marriage--as well as his life.
Do you think it's a film a lot of people will enjoy?
Yes, I do. I think people will love it. My parents had a vision for a movie about this that, first of all, told the story of their love affair, their life together, and their early relationship--how they made it through their struggles, how they got together and stayed together. The film succeeds at that greatly. My father and mother both OKed Joaquin and Reese for the parts and were both very positive about Joaquin and Reese doing their own singing. I believe this film stays true to the vision that my parents had. It's a movie about their love and their life, and they set it all up. It was theirs all the way.
How much does the movie deal with their faith?
My mother's faith becomes very evident in watching the film--her strength in God. The film deals with my father growing up as a young man and his struggles. My father resoundingly professed his faith in God later. It becomes evident early in the film how my father wanted to have faith in the Gospel. But the major focus in the film is their love affair. It's not really a film about their faith. The point where the film stops off is the point where my father truly begins to seek out Christianity. The point where he started is where the film ends. My parents' number-one goal was to have a movie about their life, and how their love helped them come together. I believe we've done that.
There is not a lot of attention paid to his recovery from addiction. Was that on purpose?
Really, the movie ends where he's beginning to clear up. There isn't much focus on his recovery.
You have a strong faith. How much of that do you owe to your parents?
My father told me early on about having a life in God. Their faith was the light of their life. They always professed it--their faith and their relationship with Christ. I learned by example, from watching them get through their struggles. They'd always come back to their faith. My father and mother were together because of their faith.
Through all of my father's struggles--which are evident in the film--the audience can see that faith in God would help to provide him with truth, vision, and direction. So faith was always very important to me. I think early on in life maybe, as so many people do, I rebelled against one thing or another--whether it be music, whether it be the freedom that comes from the relationship with God. I had to go through my own struggles to find my relationship with God. That relationship that I've built has been a result of my own struggles. Sometimes, you find peace through misery. Having said that, what's most important for me to do now is to keep my peace. And the way I do that is through prayer and a life with God.
"Nobody could save him from anything."
Your half-sister, Kathy, was interviewed a week ago by the Nashville Tennessean after members of the family watched an advance screening of the film. She said she walked out of the film five times because she thought her mother, Vivian Liberto Distin, was treated poorly. Is it hard when you're making a film like this to make everybody happy?
Well, what we have is a story about the formation of a relationship--a strong relationship. My father was a wildfire. Really. Nobody could save him from anything. His family turned away from him, and he broke up with his first wife. It just happened to be that when he was going to get back up on his feet, my mother was there. The movie is not about his relationship with Vivian [who died earlier this year]. That was never my father's intention, or my mother's, to have a movie about their life before they met. What they wanted was a movie about their love, about their life together with God. However anybody feels--how I feel, or how my sister feels or whatever--I still stand strong and true and firmly that this is the movie that my parents together would have made. That's all that matters to me.
You've produced an album, "Home to You," by the Peasall Sisters, the girls who became famous in the film, "O Brother, Where Art Thou?," singing the kind of music your mother loved. How did that all come about?
One of the girls, Leah, took fiddle lessons from my wife, Laura, for a long time. I got to know her and them through my wife's relationship. I got to be friends with all of them. Got together in the studio with them and did some demos and sought out a record deal with them. My mother--when she first saw "O Brother, Where Art Thou?"--she was exuberant when she heard those little girls. They were singing the songs that she was singing when she was a little girl with her sisters. And she said, "My God. That's me, Helen and Anita up there." She was very excited about their music. That's really when I first got to know them. I was connected with them in many ways early on through my mother's music and the songs that they'd sing. It made great sense to work together. It's very traditional music. It's the real thing.
Do you think there was a heightened interest in your mother's music, and bluegrass music in general, after "O Brother, Where Art Thou?"
It reawakened people who were interested in "old-timey" music, the roots of bluegrass music. Where does bluegrass music come from? All the songs in "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" are pre-bluegrass. There were a lot of bluegrass musicians out there starting their careers in the 1930s and 1940s who grew up listening to the Carter family. That's the roots of the music. There's a June Carter Cash box set on Legacy Records. There's a lot of music out there spanning her career. I'm glad her music is out there. It means a lot.
You're involved now with an album called "Voice of the Spirit." Is that music similar to your mother's?
"Voice of the Spirit" was a project I'd been talking about for a long time. It began as an Appalachian record. But it's a record of all pure Southern gospel. I got a bunch of different artists together and did all of it here in Nashville. Good friends making good music. They're all brand-new recordings, but they're old songs I've found in various places, including Carter Family songs.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Uncle Ivan sends along this ditty... PAUL HARVEY AND PRAYER...
Paul Harvey and Prayer
Paul Harvey says:
I don't believe in Santa Claus, but I'm not going to sue somebody for singing a Ho-Ho-Ho song in December. I don't agree with Darwin, but I didn't go out and hire a lawyer when my high school teacher taught his theory of evolution.
Life, liberty or your pursuit of happiness will not be
endangered because someone says a 30-second prayer before a football game.
So what's the big deal? It's not like somebody is up there reading the entire book of Acts. They're just talking to a God they believe in and asking him to grant safety to the players on the field and the fans going home from the game.
"But it's a Christian prayer," some will argue.
Yes, and this is the United States of America, a country founded on Christian principles. According to our very own phone book, Christian churches outnumber all others better than 200-to-1. So what would you expect-somebody chanting Hare Krishna?
If I went to a football game in Jerusalem,
I would expect to hear a Jewish prayer.
If I went to a soccer game in Baghdad,
I would expect to hear a Muslim prayer.
If I went to a ping pong match in China,
I would expect to hear someone pray to Buddha.
And I wouldn't be offended.
It wouldn't bother me one bit.
When in Rome...
"But what about the atheists?" is another argument.
What about them?
Nobody is asking them to be baptized. We're not going to pass the collection plate. Just humor us for 30 seconds. If that's asking too much, bring a Walkman or a pair of ear plugs. Go to the bathroom. Visit the concession stand.
Call your lawyer!
Unfortunately, one or two will make that call. One or
two will tell thousands what they can and cannot do.
I don't think a short prayer at a football game is
going to shake the world's foundations.
Christians are just sick and tired of turning the other
cheek while our courts strip us of all our rights. Our
parents and grandparents taught us to pray before
eating; to pray before we go to sleep.
Our Bible tells us to pray without ceasing. Now a
handful of people and their lawyers are telling us
to cease praying.
God, help us.
And if that last sentence offends you,
well ... just sue me.
The silent majority has been silent too long. It's time we let that one or two who scream loud enough to be heard .... that the vast majority don't care what they want. It is time the majority rules! It's time we tell them, you don't have to pray; you don't have to say the pledge of allegiance; you don't have to believe in God or attend services that honor Him. That is your right, and we will honor your right. But by golly, you are no longer going to take our rights away. We are fighting back .
and we WILL WIN!
God bless us one and all .. especially those who denounce Him. God bless America, despite all her faults. She is still the greatest nation of all.
God bless our service men who are fighting to protect our right to pray and worship God.
May 2006 be the year the silent majority is heard
and we put God back as the foundation of our
families and institutions.
Keep looking up.
Paul Harvey says:
I don't believe in Santa Claus, but I'm not going to sue somebody for singing a Ho-Ho-Ho song in December. I don't agree with Darwin, but I didn't go out and hire a lawyer when my high school teacher taught his theory of evolution.
Life, liberty or your pursuit of happiness will not be
endangered because someone says a 30-second prayer before a football game.
So what's the big deal? It's not like somebody is up there reading the entire book of Acts. They're just talking to a God they believe in and asking him to grant safety to the players on the field and the fans going home from the game.
"But it's a Christian prayer," some will argue.
Yes, and this is the United States of America, a country founded on Christian principles. According to our very own phone book, Christian churches outnumber all others better than 200-to-1. So what would you expect-somebody chanting Hare Krishna?
If I went to a football game in Jerusalem,
I would expect to hear a Jewish prayer.
If I went to a soccer game in Baghdad,
I would expect to hear a Muslim prayer.
If I went to a ping pong match in China,
I would expect to hear someone pray to Buddha.
And I wouldn't be offended.
It wouldn't bother me one bit.
When in Rome...
"But what about the atheists?" is another argument.
What about them?
Nobody is asking them to be baptized. We're not going to pass the collection plate. Just humor us for 30 seconds. If that's asking too much, bring a Walkman or a pair of ear plugs. Go to the bathroom. Visit the concession stand.
Call your lawyer!
Unfortunately, one or two will make that call. One or
two will tell thousands what they can and cannot do.
I don't think a short prayer at a football game is
going to shake the world's foundations.
Christians are just sick and tired of turning the other
cheek while our courts strip us of all our rights. Our
parents and grandparents taught us to pray before
eating; to pray before we go to sleep.
Our Bible tells us to pray without ceasing. Now a
handful of people and their lawyers are telling us
to cease praying.
God, help us.
And if that last sentence offends you,
well ... just sue me.
The silent majority has been silent too long. It's time we let that one or two who scream loud enough to be heard .... that the vast majority don't care what they want. It is time the majority rules! It's time we tell them, you don't have to pray; you don't have to say the pledge of allegiance; you don't have to believe in God or attend services that honor Him. That is your right, and we will honor your right. But by golly, you are no longer going to take our rights away. We are fighting back .
and we WILL WIN!
God bless us one and all .. especially those who denounce Him. God bless America, despite all her faults. She is still the greatest nation of all.
God bless our service men who are fighting to protect our right to pray and worship God.
May 2006 be the year the silent majority is heard
and we put God back as the foundation of our
families and institutions.
Keep looking up.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
From a friend of mine.. Ronnie Attwood. hehe...
A pastor concluded that his church was getting into serious financial
troubles. While checking the church storeroom, he discovered several
cartons of new bibles that had never been opened and distributed. So at
his Sunday sermon, he asked for three volunteers from the congregation
who would be willing to sell the bibles door to door for $10 each to
raise the desperately needed money for the church.
Peter, Paul and Louie all raised their hands to volunteer for the task.
The minister knew that Peter and Paul earned their living as salesmen
and were likely capable of selling some bibles. But he had serious
doubts about Louie who was a local farmer, who had always kept to
himself because he was embarrassed by his speech impediment. Poor Louis
stuttered badly. But, not wanting to discourage Louis, the minister
decided to let him try anyway.
He sent the three of them away with the back seat of their cars stacked
with bibles. He asked them to meet with him and report the results of
their door to door selling efforts the following Sunday.
Anxious to find out how successful they were, the minister immediately
asked Peter, "Well, Peter, how did you make out selling our bibles last
week?"
Proudly handing the reverend an envelope, Peter replied, "Using my sales
prowess, I was able to sell 20 bibles, and here's the $200 I collected
on behalf of the church."
"Fine job, Peter!" The minister said, vigorously shaking his hand. "You
are indeed a fine salesman and the Church is indebted to you."
Turning to Paul, "And Paul, how many bibles did you sell for the church
last week?"
Paul, smiling and sticking out his chest, confidently replied, "I am a
professional salesman. I sold 28 bibles on behalf of the church, and
here's $280 I collected."
The minister responded, "That's absolutely splendid, Paul. You are truly
a professional salesman and the church is also indebted to you."
Apprehensively, the minister turned to Louie and said, "And Louie, did
you manage to sell any bibles last week?"
Louie silently offered the minister a large envelope. The reverend
opened it and counted the contents. "What is this?" the minister
exclaimed. "Louie, there's $3,200 in here! Are you suggesting that you
sold 320 bibles for the church, door to door, in just one week?"
Louie just nodded.
That's impossible!" both Peter and Paul said in unison. "We are
professional salesmen, yet you claim to have sold 10 times as many
bibles as we could."
"Yes, this does seem unlikely," the minister agreed. "I think you'd
better explain how you managed to accomplish this, Louie."
Louie shrugged. "I-I-I re-re-really do-do-don't kn-kn-know f-f-f-for
sh-sh-sh-sure," he stammered.
Impatiently, Peter interrupted. "For crying out loud, Louie, just tell
us."
"A-a-a-all I-I-I s-s-said wa-wa-was," Louis replied, "W-w-w-w-would
y-y-y-you l-l-l-l-l-like t-t-to b-b-b-buy th-th-th-this b-b-b-b-bible
f-f-for t-t-ten b-b-b-bucks -- o-o-o-or-- wo-wo-would yo-you j-j-j-just
l-like m-m-me t-t-to st-st-stand h-h-here and r-r-r-r-r-read it t-to
y-y-you??"
troubles. While checking the church storeroom, he discovered several
cartons of new bibles that had never been opened and distributed. So at
his Sunday sermon, he asked for three volunteers from the congregation
who would be willing to sell the bibles door to door for $10 each to
raise the desperately needed money for the church.
Peter, Paul and Louie all raised their hands to volunteer for the task.
The minister knew that Peter and Paul earned their living as salesmen
and were likely capable of selling some bibles. But he had serious
doubts about Louie who was a local farmer, who had always kept to
himself because he was embarrassed by his speech impediment. Poor Louis
stuttered badly. But, not wanting to discourage Louis, the minister
decided to let him try anyway.
He sent the three of them away with the back seat of their cars stacked
with bibles. He asked them to meet with him and report the results of
their door to door selling efforts the following Sunday.
Anxious to find out how successful they were, the minister immediately
asked Peter, "Well, Peter, how did you make out selling our bibles last
week?"
Proudly handing the reverend an envelope, Peter replied, "Using my sales
prowess, I was able to sell 20 bibles, and here's the $200 I collected
on behalf of the church."
"Fine job, Peter!" The minister said, vigorously shaking his hand. "You
are indeed a fine salesman and the Church is indebted to you."
Turning to Paul, "And Paul, how many bibles did you sell for the church
last week?"
Paul, smiling and sticking out his chest, confidently replied, "I am a
professional salesman. I sold 28 bibles on behalf of the church, and
here's $280 I collected."
The minister responded, "That's absolutely splendid, Paul. You are truly
a professional salesman and the church is also indebted to you."
Apprehensively, the minister turned to Louie and said, "And Louie, did
you manage to sell any bibles last week?"
Louie silently offered the minister a large envelope. The reverend
opened it and counted the contents. "What is this?" the minister
exclaimed. "Louie, there's $3,200 in here! Are you suggesting that you
sold 320 bibles for the church, door to door, in just one week?"
Louie just nodded.
That's impossible!" both Peter and Paul said in unison. "We are
professional salesmen, yet you claim to have sold 10 times as many
bibles as we could."
"Yes, this does seem unlikely," the minister agreed. "I think you'd
better explain how you managed to accomplish this, Louie."
Louie shrugged. "I-I-I re-re-really do-do-don't kn-kn-know f-f-f-for
sh-sh-sh-sure," he stammered.
Impatiently, Peter interrupted. "For crying out loud, Louie, just tell
us."
"A-a-a-all I-I-I s-s-said wa-wa-was," Louis replied, "W-w-w-w-would
y-y-y-you l-l-l-l-l-like t-t-to b-b-b-buy th-th-th-this b-b-b-b-bible
f-f-for t-t-ten b-b-b-bucks -- o-o-o-or-- wo-wo-would yo-you j-j-j-just
l-like m-m-me t-t-to st-st-stand h-h-here and r-r-r-r-r-read it t-to
y-y-you??"
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
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CHARLES SCHULTZ ON LIFE !
Charles Schultz Philosophy
The following is the philosophy of Charles Schultz, the creator of the "Peanuts" comic strip. You don't have to actually answer the questions. Just read straight through, and you'll get the point.
1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America.
4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winner for best actor and actress.
6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.
How did you do?
The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are no second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.
Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:
1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.
2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.
5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.
Easier?
The lesson: The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care.
"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia." (Charles Schultz)
Charles Schultz Philosophy
The following is the philosophy of Charles Schultz, the creator of the "Peanuts" comic strip. You don't have to actually answer the questions. Just read straight through, and you'll get the point.
1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America.
4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winner for best actor and actress.
6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.
How did you do?
The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are no second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.
Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:
1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.
2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.
5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.
Easier?
The lesson: The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care.
"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia." (Charles Schultz)
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
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