Tomorrow, Karen and I will be taking a trip to the VA in Fayetteville for my endoscopy and, hopefully, a resolution of my feeling puny and not being able to eat without discomfort and pressure in my chest. We are confident that the situation will be resolved and I will feel better.
Today we joined Isy and James on a trip to Silver Dollar City and a fun time of eating, walking, eating, talking to craftsmen, eating and getting out of our normal routine here at TGPP.
We did get some ideas for a planned blacksmith shop in our under-construction Marketplace/Petting Zoo and have some suggestions on places James will be able to get more construction advice for the project. He has worked very hard on the Marketplace and those of who have "helped" him have learned a lot from him. It will be nice to finish the project, but when that will occur is "still to be determined".
On our adventure we met a number of Vietnam Vets. Our "hats" are a way for us to identify each other, welcome each other home and share a little about when we were there and what we did. In many cases there is a cane, a walker, a wheelchair or a motorized scooter which identifies them. At the VA over the years we have seen the same identifying features for many vets and it reminds me that for many American Veterans there is never a real day off from the physical or emotional condition they faced during their years of service or the years since. While I am considered a Disabled Veteran by the Department of Defense and the VA, by appearances I look fine and in pretty decent shape. It saddens me to see how outwardly disabled many of our vets are and how the years have treated them, but I am encouraged that many of us are being well cared for by the VA, or by the Tricare Health system for retired military personnel.
Yes, there are horror stories, but that is not unique to our military vets. There are always going to be those who slip through the cracks. The good news is that there are caring and compassionate health care professionals out there and many of them don't really get a day off from their routine either, and they need one from time to time as well. It was a good day, and I thank God for each person we encountered today who made our day off possible and wish them a day off of their own tomorrow, or the day after or in the very near future. And perhaps we will be working on their day off to make it as pleasant for them as they made ours today.
Just another way we can work together to bring harmony to our world, return to a more caring and fulfilling life, sharing the grace and peace of God with those who need a day off from the trials or cares or sorrows of life. God, who never takes a day off, is always here for each and every one of us, and for that we should seek Him out.....thank Him....and praise Him.
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Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Monday, September 26, 2016
September 26, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. Sturgis in Arkansas
Last week was Bikes, Blues and BBQ in Northwest Arkansas, with an estimated 500,000 attendees on the winding, hilly roads of this part of Arkansas. At the Passion Play we called the event Bikes, Bibles and BBQ and there were a lot of riders who came to see the Christ of The Ozarks statue. The restoration and repainting of the statue attracted a lot of attention and quite a few bikers had their picture taken on their bike with the statue in the background. The weather was good and there was a steady roar of motorcycles in the background at all times of the day and into the night.
Today it is quiet; the roar is gone, the riders are gone and the summer heat is also gone. What a beautiful fall day it is, working without being drenched in perspiration and not having to down huge volumes of water and Gatorade to stay hydrated and avoid the dreaded cramps and potential kidney stones. The week is supposed to remain mild with nighttime temperatures down into the 40's and the prospect of heat rather than air conditioning. The end of the Passion Play season is getting closer and we will soon be Georgians again.
As a reminder of my two broken teeth in Georgia, I broke a tooth yesterday on a crispy piece of bacon and hopefully will be able to get it looked at when we go to the Fayetteville VA later this week or next week when we go there again. If we can't, we'll need to find a dentist to have it fixed. Teeth have definitely been a problem for both Karen and I since we have been on the road, but we have been well cared for when needed.
It's amazing how quiet it is after the BB&BBQ crowd has moved on. I can only imagine how loud it must be in Sturgis every year with their goings-on. We've definitely gotten comfortable with country living and the sounds of the non-city. Spoiled is certainly an understatement. Thank You, Lord.
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Today it is quiet; the roar is gone, the riders are gone and the summer heat is also gone. What a beautiful fall day it is, working without being drenched in perspiration and not having to down huge volumes of water and Gatorade to stay hydrated and avoid the dreaded cramps and potential kidney stones. The week is supposed to remain mild with nighttime temperatures down into the 40's and the prospect of heat rather than air conditioning. The end of the Passion Play season is getting closer and we will soon be Georgians again.
As a reminder of my two broken teeth in Georgia, I broke a tooth yesterday on a crispy piece of bacon and hopefully will be able to get it looked at when we go to the Fayetteville VA later this week or next week when we go there again. If we can't, we'll need to find a dentist to have it fixed. Teeth have definitely been a problem for both Karen and I since we have been on the road, but we have been well cared for when needed.
It's amazing how quiet it is after the BB&BBQ crowd has moved on. I can only imagine how loud it must be in Sturgis every year with their goings-on. We've definitely gotten comfortable with country living and the sounds of the non-city. Spoiled is certainly an understatement. Thank You, Lord.
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Friday, September 23, 2016
September 23, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. Not in Vain
.......stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourself fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor is not in vain (1 Corinthians 15:58).
Sometimes it seems like the work we do in ministry results in nothing more than blisters, sore muscles, hurt feelings or offense taken, but Scripture tells us that when we labor for the Lord, there is no wasted effort and seeds for future blessings have been planted. It doesn't matter whether our ministry work is done in a public arena for many to hear and see, or whether we toil in the shadows where there is no audience, know that God is watching, applauding our effort and appreciating what has been done in His Name.
A lot of people do a lot of things every day in service to God and His people. Every task can have eternal significance. We never know how our efforts are impacting others, but when we seek to be obedient to the call God has placed on us, we can rest assured that God will use our effort to further His vision for all of us. Whether we are physically tired, emotionally tired or just tired, we must never become spiritually tired. There is always something to be done, a mission to undertake and a seed to be planted. God will restore our strength, sooth our sore muscles or wounded ego, and get us up and about for the new day and the new opportunities ahead. There is no job too big or too small where someone will not be impacted by what has been done. Stay the course, stand firm and let nothing move you from the task at hand. All for the Glory of God.
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Sometimes it seems like the work we do in ministry results in nothing more than blisters, sore muscles, hurt feelings or offense taken, but Scripture tells us that when we labor for the Lord, there is no wasted effort and seeds for future blessings have been planted. It doesn't matter whether our ministry work is done in a public arena for many to hear and see, or whether we toil in the shadows where there is no audience, know that God is watching, applauding our effort and appreciating what has been done in His Name.
A lot of people do a lot of things every day in service to God and His people. Every task can have eternal significance. We never know how our efforts are impacting others, but when we seek to be obedient to the call God has placed on us, we can rest assured that God will use our effort to further His vision for all of us. Whether we are physically tired, emotionally tired or just tired, we must never become spiritually tired. There is always something to be done, a mission to undertake and a seed to be planted. God will restore our strength, sooth our sore muscles or wounded ego, and get us up and about for the new day and the new opportunities ahead. There is no job too big or too small where someone will not be impacted by what has been done. Stay the course, stand firm and let nothing move you from the task at hand. All for the Glory of God.
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Tuesday, September 20, 2016
September 20, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. Shalom
The Hebrew word Shalom means hello, goodbye and peace. In one word we can sum up most of life, relationships and our eternal destiny. Yesterday, as I went about the "details" of life, I experienced Shalom in more ways than I could ever write about in a lifetime of blogs. One event spoke volumes to me.
Ney has been part of The Great Passion Play for probably close to 30 years. He has been in charge of the animals used in the Holy Land and Play, and many are animals he has raised and cared for their whole life. One of our donkeys, Bam, recently needed medical attention which has caused him to "retire" from his role of transporting Jesus on His triumphal entry through the Eastern Gate into Jerusalem. Yesterday was Bam's time to be transported back to Ney's ranch in Berryville, and also a reminder that Ney will be retiring from TGPP at the end of this season. James, Joe and I helped Ney load Bam into the transporter; and while Bam was not really obstinate or difficult, it was obvious he was not eager to go. After some coaxing, and prodding he got into the transporter, and Ney headed toward the main gate of the barn area. Grazing in the pasture was Bam's partner, Bam Bam, a number of haflinger horses and an older white "stallion" used by the Centurion in the play. In a nearby area were a number of miniature horses and donkeys. All were contentedly eating, but as Bam went by them he let out a brief bray and their heads all looked toward the departing vehicle. All started running toward the main gate as they seemed to be expressing their farewell to their friend and companion.
It brought a tear to my eye, as it does right now, realizing that while we have emotions, animals do also and as we have difficulties with our hellos and goodbyes, it is not a unique emotion to humans. I'm a city boy, not versed in the animal world, but from my GPP experience I have been impacted by the human and animal relationships I have witnesses here. Shalom, Bam. Shalom, Ney. Shalom to all the characters of this place and to all the characters in this life and the life to come. Hello......goodbye........but above all........PEACE. Thank You, Lord, for the purpose You have for each of us to be part of a bigger plan and an eternal future. What a joy it is to be included. Shalom Aleichem.......Peace be upon you.
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Ney has been part of The Great Passion Play for probably close to 30 years. He has been in charge of the animals used in the Holy Land and Play, and many are animals he has raised and cared for their whole life. One of our donkeys, Bam, recently needed medical attention which has caused him to "retire" from his role of transporting Jesus on His triumphal entry through the Eastern Gate into Jerusalem. Yesterday was Bam's time to be transported back to Ney's ranch in Berryville, and also a reminder that Ney will be retiring from TGPP at the end of this season. James, Joe and I helped Ney load Bam into the transporter; and while Bam was not really obstinate or difficult, it was obvious he was not eager to go. After some coaxing, and prodding he got into the transporter, and Ney headed toward the main gate of the barn area. Grazing in the pasture was Bam's partner, Bam Bam, a number of haflinger horses and an older white "stallion" used by the Centurion in the play. In a nearby area were a number of miniature horses and donkeys. All were contentedly eating, but as Bam went by them he let out a brief bray and their heads all looked toward the departing vehicle. All started running toward the main gate as they seemed to be expressing their farewell to their friend and companion.
It brought a tear to my eye, as it does right now, realizing that while we have emotions, animals do also and as we have difficulties with our hellos and goodbyes, it is not a unique emotion to humans. I'm a city boy, not versed in the animal world, but from my GPP experience I have been impacted by the human and animal relationships I have witnesses here. Shalom, Bam. Shalom, Ney. Shalom to all the characters of this place and to all the characters in this life and the life to come. Hello......goodbye........but above all........PEACE. Thank You, Lord, for the purpose You have for each of us to be part of a bigger plan and an eternal future. What a joy it is to be included. Shalom Aleichem.......Peace be upon you.
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Saturday, September 17, 2016
September 17, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. Play 61 - Weather 1
We were on a good streak until last evening when the rains came at about 4pm and washed out our play performance for the evening. It had been a gorgeous day, but it turned into a thunderstorm which forced the management to cancel the play and give us a night off. It was our first "loss" of the season. Our audience would have been small since the forecast was for stormy weather and there are people who don't relish the thought of sitting on metal seats when there is lightening in the area.
It was a wise decision and the hope is that many who would have come last night will come tonight instead. There is a big storm showing on the radar but it is still west of us in Oklahoma and not expected here until 8am tomorrow, if at all. It should be a very pleasant evening and we need to start a new "winning" streak. Outdoor theater has it share of risks from the weather, but more often than not, "neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night......." stays us from our appointed performance. The show goes on and we look forward to it.
Last year the weather was less forgiving and we lost about seven performances to bad weather. That generates a financial loss which is hard to overcome. Hopefully our final 20 performances will be performances and not in the weather column. It's hard to believe that we are almost to our final month of the season. We still have some construction projects to complete, the Christ of The Ozark renovation is not finished, but we do have some volunteer groups coming, so there is hope that we will finish strong and set the stage for the 2017 season. In everything we continue to trust God and His plan, pray for the workers to come to the harvest and the message to be delivered to believers and non-believers alike. God is Good and to Him be all the glory and praise.
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It was a wise decision and the hope is that many who would have come last night will come tonight instead. There is a big storm showing on the radar but it is still west of us in Oklahoma and not expected here until 8am tomorrow, if at all. It should be a very pleasant evening and we need to start a new "winning" streak. Outdoor theater has it share of risks from the weather, but more often than not, "neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night......." stays us from our appointed performance. The show goes on and we look forward to it.
Last year the weather was less forgiving and we lost about seven performances to bad weather. That generates a financial loss which is hard to overcome. Hopefully our final 20 performances will be performances and not in the weather column. It's hard to believe that we are almost to our final month of the season. We still have some construction projects to complete, the Christ of The Ozark renovation is not finished, but we do have some volunteer groups coming, so there is hope that we will finish strong and set the stage for the 2017 season. In everything we continue to trust God and His plan, pray for the workers to come to the harvest and the message to be delivered to believers and non-believers alike. God is Good and to Him be all the glory and praise.
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Wednesday, September 14, 2016
September 14, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. One of Those Days
Have you ever had a day when everything seemed to be out of whack, everyone was in a rotten mood and time seemed to be your enemy. Well, yesterday was one of those days. Nothing went right for me, the words I used insulted some people and made no sense to others and my thoughts were so mixed up that I wanted to send up the white flag, surrender to whoever would take me and ask for a refund on whatever I may have paid for the opportunity to live yesterday.
The sad thing is that quite a few other people were having a rough day also, and we all happened to be in the same place at the same time, making each others' life miserable. I don't want to name names or point fingers, but anyone who was a participant in yesterday here at the Passion Play is guilty. The good thing in all of this was that the time went by quickly and by the time the play started at 7:30 the worst of the worst was over and the play did go well, without any major catastrophe. It was a welcome relief to say hello to my pillow and fall quickly asleep.
Today was much better. The work for the day went well, with one chance for serious injury being avoided by the Grace of God, and we were able to knock off for the day before the clouds rolled in and the rain, which is now coming down heavily, started. Karen will be flying back from Utah, via Atlanta, tonight and James, Isy and I will be driving to XNA to pick here up late this evening. The rain should be over by then.
Every day is an adventure. Some of yesterday's trials and obstacles remain, but many have been turned into opportunities for growth today, and tomorrow will be better for what we faced yesterday and endured today. It's all part of life and making that life more joyful for ourselves and those around us. I'm so grateful for those who walk with us and Those who guide us on the path They have ordained for us. The Way, the Truth and The Life.
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The sad thing is that quite a few other people were having a rough day also, and we all happened to be in the same place at the same time, making each others' life miserable. I don't want to name names or point fingers, but anyone who was a participant in yesterday here at the Passion Play is guilty. The good thing in all of this was that the time went by quickly and by the time the play started at 7:30 the worst of the worst was over and the play did go well, without any major catastrophe. It was a welcome relief to say hello to my pillow and fall quickly asleep.
Today was much better. The work for the day went well, with one chance for serious injury being avoided by the Grace of God, and we were able to knock off for the day before the clouds rolled in and the rain, which is now coming down heavily, started. Karen will be flying back from Utah, via Atlanta, tonight and James, Isy and I will be driving to XNA to pick here up late this evening. The rain should be over by then.
Every day is an adventure. Some of yesterday's trials and obstacles remain, but many have been turned into opportunities for growth today, and tomorrow will be better for what we faced yesterday and endured today. It's all part of life and making that life more joyful for ourselves and those around us. I'm so grateful for those who walk with us and Those who guide us on the path They have ordained for us. The Way, the Truth and The Life.
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Sunday, September 11, 2016
September 11, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. Prayer
A few blogs ago I mentioned an offhand, somewhat frivolous, prayer to find $20 in the amphitheater and ended up seeing it turn into a $250 donation to the Passion Play. Since then I found another wallet and it too resulted in a donation to the Play. We pray for a lot of things as we navigate through our day, and some of them we see God's instant response; some we wait for an answer; and some we know are "out of bounds" and will never come to pass like the time years ago I asked God who was going to win the Kentucky Derby so I could get us out of a financial bind with a well placed bet.
But prayer is for real, and when we pray for the right things, with the right motive and are in God's will, we can be sure that He will listen and give us a right response. Every day we hear of health needs, financial needs, spiritual and emotional needs, relationship needs, ministry needs and a host of other instances where hurts need to addressed. And in many of these instances, God is the only way these needs can be met. They are beyond our ability personally or corporately to remedy. Whether we pray specifically or generally, God will sort it out, and if He hasn't already initiated the answer, He will do what needs to be done to set the solution in motion.
Lord, there are so many needs, so many hurting and lost souls. There is only so much we as people can do, but there is so much You can do and I pray for all those who love You, all those who need to love You, and all those who need to know how much You love even those who have walked away from You or refuse to listen to anything that has to do with You. The world is in trouble, our country is in trouble and our churches and families are in trouble and more than ever we need You to heal us, bring us together and let everyone know that You are the answer; You are the Healer, Provider and Source of everything we need. For all this I am grateful and for all this I humbly Thank You, Lord.
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But prayer is for real, and when we pray for the right things, with the right motive and are in God's will, we can be sure that He will listen and give us a right response. Every day we hear of health needs, financial needs, spiritual and emotional needs, relationship needs, ministry needs and a host of other instances where hurts need to addressed. And in many of these instances, God is the only way these needs can be met. They are beyond our ability personally or corporately to remedy. Whether we pray specifically or generally, God will sort it out, and if He hasn't already initiated the answer, He will do what needs to be done to set the solution in motion.
Lord, there are so many needs, so many hurting and lost souls. There is only so much we as people can do, but there is so much You can do and I pray for all those who love You, all those who need to love You, and all those who need to know how much You love even those who have walked away from You or refuse to listen to anything that has to do with You. The world is in trouble, our country is in trouble and our churches and families are in trouble and more than ever we need You to heal us, bring us together and let everyone know that You are the answer; You are the Healer, Provider and Source of everything we need. For all this I am grateful and for all this I humbly Thank You, Lord.
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Thursday, September 8, 2016
September 8, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. You Live...... Where?
It has become very expensive to live in Colorado, considering that we have a house there, are qualified to vote there, are licensed and vehicle-registered there, but don't even have a bed to sleep in when we go back there for a few weeks a year. Our property taxes went up, our insurance rates went up, and there is even the prospect of having my military disability taxed by the state if Proposition 69 is approved by the voters this fall.
I just finished having our motor home insurance transferred from Colorado to Georgia because I didn't feel like paying $800 more than last year for nothing more than a Colorado rate increase. The agent, working for a company in California, was good enough to check the rates in Arkansas and Georgia (where we spend 11 1/2 months of the year) and we are now "garaged" in Georgia for insurance purposes. Our new policy, with our Georgia address on it, will be mailed to our Colorado address; the new cards and the old contract which we need to certify as expired will be mailed to our Arkansas address and our motor home will still sport Colorado plates, be driven by a Colorado-licensed driver who is currently in Utah at her class reunion.
I think we could meet voter registration requirements in three states, but the penalty for multiple voting would probably exceed the $800 we saved, and they would probably send us to jail in some state like North Dakota where the winters are less than ideal. I also don't think it would be worth getting into legal trouble over this election. The candidates seem to have a good handle on that themselves, already. We'll just send in our Colorado absentee ballots once they are forwarded to Arkansas before we leave for Georgia in November. Glad we were able to get all my VA primary care health enrollment transferred from Colorado/Wyoming to Arkansas. I now have a better idea what it must have been like for Moses and his 35 changes of address in the wilderness over a 40 year journey from Egypt to The Promised Land.
Does any of this make any sense, or has the scratch-coat stucco-ing made me goofy? Time for a nap in my on-the-road recliner as we enjoy a late afternoon pop-up shower. By the way, the California agent works for an insurance company registered in Kentucky. Guess they're looking for better rates, too.
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I just finished having our motor home insurance transferred from Colorado to Georgia because I didn't feel like paying $800 more than last year for nothing more than a Colorado rate increase. The agent, working for a company in California, was good enough to check the rates in Arkansas and Georgia (where we spend 11 1/2 months of the year) and we are now "garaged" in Georgia for insurance purposes. Our new policy, with our Georgia address on it, will be mailed to our Colorado address; the new cards and the old contract which we need to certify as expired will be mailed to our Arkansas address and our motor home will still sport Colorado plates, be driven by a Colorado-licensed driver who is currently in Utah at her class reunion.
I think we could meet voter registration requirements in three states, but the penalty for multiple voting would probably exceed the $800 we saved, and they would probably send us to jail in some state like North Dakota where the winters are less than ideal. I also don't think it would be worth getting into legal trouble over this election. The candidates seem to have a good handle on that themselves, already. We'll just send in our Colorado absentee ballots once they are forwarded to Arkansas before we leave for Georgia in November. Glad we were able to get all my VA primary care health enrollment transferred from Colorado/Wyoming to Arkansas. I now have a better idea what it must have been like for Moses and his 35 changes of address in the wilderness over a 40 year journey from Egypt to The Promised Land.
Does any of this make any sense, or has the scratch-coat stucco-ing made me goofy? Time for a nap in my on-the-road recliner as we enjoy a late afternoon pop-up shower. By the way, the California agent works for an insurance company registered in Kentucky. Guess they're looking for better rates, too.
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Monday, September 5, 2016
September 5, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. Popcorn
The Great Passion Play runs on popcorn. It is the snack of choice for the cast of the play with a circus wagon of freshly popped corn available before every performance in the set maintenance shop. Kids and adults alike take advantage of the free treat. I have to avoid the popcorn before blowing the shofar at the start of each performance because the salt dries out my mouth and the butter makes my lips slippery and susceptible to not getting a firm hold on the small end of the horn. But I do fill a bag and have it available as an after-show treat.
The audience buys a lot of popcorn, evidenced by the large number of twist-ties I pick up while cleaning the amphitheater after each show. The squirrels like to pull the popcorn bags out of the trash barrels and scatter any contents all over the ground. They have no regard for cleaning up their mess. The skunks like popcorn and at one time the concession people used to leave a bag or two on the top lawn of the amphitheater so they could easily have access to their late night snack and not get down into the seating area. The big ravens seem to favor the cheese whiz but will sometimes be seen with a kernel in their craw.
And the audience, beyond leaving those twist ties, sometimes spills the popcorn on the ground and makes my clean-up job a lot more difficult. Like the squirrels, they seem to have little regard for cleaning up their mess. But, I shouldn't complain. If it weren't for the audience there wouldn't be a play, there wouldn't be a Passion Play ministry and I wouldn't have a blog topic for today. So even when I look down a row and see a pile of spilled popcorn (or spit-out sunflower seed shells), I know that there is some good that will come from my cleaning it up, and that God let it be put there for some legitimate good purpose. And as for all those cigarette butts.............
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The audience buys a lot of popcorn, evidenced by the large number of twist-ties I pick up while cleaning the amphitheater after each show. The squirrels like to pull the popcorn bags out of the trash barrels and scatter any contents all over the ground. They have no regard for cleaning up their mess. The skunks like popcorn and at one time the concession people used to leave a bag or two on the top lawn of the amphitheater so they could easily have access to their late night snack and not get down into the seating area. The big ravens seem to favor the cheese whiz but will sometimes be seen with a kernel in their craw.
And the audience, beyond leaving those twist ties, sometimes spills the popcorn on the ground and makes my clean-up job a lot more difficult. Like the squirrels, they seem to have little regard for cleaning up their mess. But, I shouldn't complain. If it weren't for the audience there wouldn't be a play, there wouldn't be a Passion Play ministry and I wouldn't have a blog topic for today. So even when I look down a row and see a pile of spilled popcorn (or spit-out sunflower seed shells), I know that there is some good that will come from my cleaning it up, and that God let it be put there for some legitimate good purpose. And as for all those cigarette butts.............
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Friday, September 2, 2016
September 2, 2016. Eureka Springs, AR. August?
I can't believe it's September. What happened to August? It seems like only yesterday we were suffering through the brutal weather of July and dreading the prospects of a hotter, more humid August, and it's already gone. It was not as bad as expected and far shorter than we had anticipated. September !!! September ??? Wow.
A lot happened in August even with the lighter production schedule. Our trip to Little Rock and another to Branson to The College of the Ozarks gave us a change of scenery, and a break from the PP routine. Work continued on the Marketplace construction project and some progress was made on The Christ of the Ozarks refurbishing project, but the month did fly past.
Karen will be flying back to Utah next week for her 55th High School reunion and a visit with friends and family and at the end of September we will have another trip to the Fayetteville VA for a medical procedure, but I don't want to see the time pass so quickly. We never should wish our time away. It's too valuable, and once gone, it's gone forever. Karen's dad always used to tell us that the older you get, the quicker the time passes by, and we didn't really take him seriously. But Woody was right. Not only did August rush by, but so did the first the first eight months of 2016.........and 2015.......and 2014........and......................
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A lot happened in August even with the lighter production schedule. Our trip to Little Rock and another to Branson to The College of the Ozarks gave us a change of scenery, and a break from the PP routine. Work continued on the Marketplace construction project and some progress was made on The Christ of the Ozarks refurbishing project, but the month did fly past.
Karen will be flying back to Utah next week for her 55th High School reunion and a visit with friends and family and at the end of September we will have another trip to the Fayetteville VA for a medical procedure, but I don't want to see the time pass so quickly. We never should wish our time away. It's too valuable, and once gone, it's gone forever. Karen's dad always used to tell us that the older you get, the quicker the time passes by, and we didn't really take him seriously. But Woody was right. Not only did August rush by, but so did the first the first eight months of 2016.........and 2015.......and 2014........and......................
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