Squirrels

The other day I had the funniest thing happen and the story involved a squirrel. A friend of mine said I love your squirrel stories...ies...as if there were more than one. I thought how odd but then I thought about it. There is more than one. Some of which are not for the faint of heart and end with the squirrels ultimate demise but some are quite humorous so I thought I would tell them now.

I love working in the clinic at my kids school. I get to know some of the students from other grades, and see some of the teachers but most of all I love the reasons that these children come to the clinic. The tough cases are few and far between, the majority of the cases are of a "I just wanted to walk the hall" type nature. The other day a little girl came in with an escort (i.e. a friend to help her walk to the clinic) She had one eye covered and said that her book had hit her in the eye. I looked and could see nothing. No redness, no blood, no nothing so I gave her some ice and she left very happy with her ice bag. The protocol is to write in a log that something has happened to the child and the log stays with the child throughout their entire time at the school. Now, on the line above where I was writing comes the squirrel part. I asked the clinic supervisor what on earth had happened the last time this little girl came to the clinic and she laughed. This is what happened....

The little girl entered the clinic, which is pretty much a closet with a cot, in a very dramatic fashion and announced I am not a liar. The clinic worker said I didn't say you were. The little girl said I couldn't even make this stuff up! The clinic worker said okay what happened because there was no sign of trauma or need for this child to even be in the clinic. The little girl began in very dramatic hand gesturing fashion...I was on the playground picking up acorns when all of a sudden I looked up. There sitting on a branch was a squirrel who was also gathering acorns. We made eye contact and I could tell he was not very happy with me stealing his nuts...but I wasn't stealing them! Then out of the blue the squirrel threw an acorn at me and hit me on the head! On purpose! The clinic worker said Are you hurt? The little girl said No. The clinic worker said Well, then why did you come to the clinic? The little girl said A SQUIRREL JUST THREW A NUT AT ME AND HIT ME IN THE HEAD! The clinic worker said are you hurt? The little girl said well, no. The clinic worker said Would you like some ice? The little girl said Yes! Ice fixes all wounds in the clinic world.

So, that was the one that started it all.  There was one time when I still lived at home when my mother heard something under the couch and I went to look to see what it was and there staring back at me were two little beady eyes at which point I screamed and my mother screamed and I'm sure the squirrel screamed! It came running out, my mom grabbed a broom I opened the door and the stupid thing went further in the house. My mother starts shutting all the doors and a neighbor walks up to the front door to witness general mayhem and broom slinging. The silly little thing finally walked out on his own.

One time on a ride with my parents to see my grandparents I was laying down in the backseat reading and I heard my mother say Run little Squirrel Run little Squirrel...thump thump...JIM!!! Any ideas what happened there?

Another squirrely incident happened next door, the neighbor once had a squirrel that just would not get out of the house so he got a shotgun and shot the thing....in his house....on the draperies.  

The kids found "a mouse" on the playground and wanted me to help it. I went to the "mouse" and that was no mouse. It was a baby squirrel whose eyes weren't even opened yet. I went by my vet and they said that the college vet clinic was the only place that would take wild animals. I wanted to say this thing isn't wild it is a baby but whatever. We took the little thing to the school and they will rehabilitate him and send him on his merry way. So, there is one good thing I have done for a squirrel.

Squirrels. Who would of thunk?

Life is short

I had my morning rocked today. This morning was my dog's appointment to be groomed and be updated on her shots. Her groomer is located in with her vet so it is always an easy process and I feel very comfortable knowing that they are in the same location. Gay is the groomer's name, the dog whisperer is what they call her. She can calm even the most skittish dog. She genuinely loves what she does. When I walked in there was no one at the front which is extremely rare and then you could tell that the check in ladies were completely distracted. They asked me what was my appointment for and I explained that my dog was there to be groomed and shots. The one lady just turned and started crying.

Last night my groomer had been killed in a car accident. Her husband had called that morning and they all thought that he was calling to say that the groomer's mother had died, but he explained that there had been an accident and that Gay was gone. Gone.

Now, I wasn't that close to my dog's groomer. We had little 5 min conversations when I would drop off or pick up. She was a very nice lady. So, why you might ask is this rocking my world? It is because it is making me look at the big picture of how very short life is. The things we worry about and stress over are stupid! As long as you are above ground and able to live your life, LIVE IT!!!! Don't worry about what is going to happen tomorrow or next week what if there isn't a next week? What if there isn't a 6 months from now? Gay thought that she was going to be grooming dogs today. She's not. If you knew that today was going to be your last day what would you do? DO IT! Okay, don't go crazy on me you don't need to now rush to the airport and go to Hawaii and tell everyone you did it because I told you to. I'm talking about the little stuff that has been in your head for weeks or months or years of I should really do this or when I get time I would like to...

Most importantly tell the people that you love that you love them. If you are having a bad day suck it up. You are still breathing. I hate bad days they are horrible, but it is really easy to turn them around. If bad keeps happening to you do something nice for someone else and show that bad day that you could give a flyin' whoop about it. The devil would love for you to have a bad day and just waller in it. Self pity, whining, loathing. Yes, everyone hates you. Yes, you look horrible. Yes, you do smell bad. You know what I have to say about that? No they don't! No you don't and Well, okay would it kill you to take a shower?

If you say I'm too busy or I don't have time yes you do. It doesn't take long to send a quick email to say I'm thinking about you. Hey, if you do emails that whole you look bad and you smell thing goes right out the window cause stank can't go through the computer.

My day is crazy. My week is not much better but I just keep thinking about what if? If I die tomorrow all of the things that I am so worried about getting done won't matter. Life will go on. The world will keep turning. I challenge you to remember today what is important. Are you fighting with someone? Get over it. Are you worried about a job? God will provide for you. Are you scared about something? Find someone impartial to talk to.

God made so many of us to help each other out and yet we sit in our little houses and never reach out to others. Get out there and make someone smile today. Anyone. You might want to bathe first. I'm just sayin.

and if you are reading this you probably know me and I want to tell you I love you and all that you mean in my life. Have a glorious God gift of a day!

Less is More

Okay, I've tried but apparently the pounds that I have gradually put on post pregnancies are not going to just spontaneously fall off. Why? I don't know. They spontaneously got on there. I mean one day I was a strapping young woman with all of her wobbly bits in the appropriate places and then wham bam thank you mam 12 years later I'm a mess. I blame Al Gore. I'm not sure why but I do.

I have decided that I need to be much more proactive in my quest to be better at 40 than I was at 30. I'm not going for Cougar or anything I just want to accomplish a few tasks....

1. I don't want to jiggle.
2. I want to banish the 2nd chin into oblivion.
3. I would like to have a waist.
4. I would like to be able to cross my legs in a lovely fashion.
5. I would like a random stranger to whistle at me.
6. I would like to buy clothes with one digit sizes.
7. I would like to go into the store in the mall that their sizes only go up to a nine and be able to tell the woman that was rude to me that she has made a huge mistake.
8. I would like be able to be in a family picture without feeling like I need to use a child or two and part of my husband to cover my poundage.
9. I would like to feel better physically and mentally.
10. If I want to eat a cookie, I don't want to feel guilty about it.

Now, this is not going to be an easy task. It is going to take a while. It took me 12 years to put it all on it is going to take more than an overnight to get it all off. I'm sure I will have my backslide moments. I'm not going to be all radical because I can guarantee you that won't work for me. If I say no chocolate you will find me one Sunday morning behind the baptistry with a bag of Caramel treasures speaking in tongues. It will not be pretty and I will not demonstrate...I hope.

My mom has this saying Less is More. That is going to be my catch phrase. We have all seen the women that are wearing so much makeup that you could scratch your name in it. Don't you just want to go up to them and wash it all off and reapply about an 1/8 of what they had on and show them how good they could look? This is my concept. I feel that with less weight draggin around behind me....literally...I will feel better. I plan to move the whole thing not only into weight but also into the clutter of my house and other areas as well. We shall see.

Wish me luck!

Secretariat

My family and I went to see the movie Secretariat this weekend. It is a really good movie and I highly suggest it! I'm not sure I came away with the message that the writers and producers were trying to put out there but I wanted to share my perspective with you.

My entire life I have wanted to be a mother. I can remember when the recruiter for my college was asking what I wanted to major in, how very foreign that question was to me. I didn't know. I really hadn't even thought about it. I knew that my path was get a high school diploma, get a college diploma, get married, have kids, live happily ever after. Now, I don't want to hear about how very archaic my way of thinking was. It is just what I always wanted. So, my response to him was I want to help people and his response to me was Communications.

Trust me. As a parent I am going to be much more proactive with my children in having them think about the fact that every decision you make is made toward the rest of you life. College, friends, relationships etc. etc, but this is more about my path and what I have learned so let's move on.

I have always been exactly on my path. I graduated from college. I got a good job. I had my own apartment. I paid my own bills. I married my high school sweetheart. We had a nice life and we decided to add two beautiful children to it. It has always been and remains to be a wonderful life.

Penny Chenery is the heroine of the movie Secretariat. She went along about the same path as I did. College, marriage, kids and then when she was almost 50 she was faced with a decision to either take the same path she had been on or add the complications and confusion of learning how to run a horse breeding business. She took the complicated road. At 50! It inspired me. Not only did she succeed but the product of her toil is forever burned in history as by far one of the most outstanding conclusions the horse world had ever seen.

Now, I am not going to go run a horse farm and I don't see any thing of the sort coming down my path but it might and I'm not too old. You see this has been my worry or frustration. The degree I received while it is a good one, is outdated. Most of the technical mumbo jumbo that I learned is outdated and considered archaic. So, when it is time for me to go back out into the work world what am I to do? Probably more schooling for sure. I'm okay with it though. The movie Secretariat has shown me that no matter how old I am I can always learn something new and be really good at it, even the best! The job I am currently doing is raising my children, I'm not going to add keeping the house because I am horrible at that but I will get better I will get there. I am raising my children to be excellent additions to this world and when the time comes for them to go off on their own path there will still be a path for me and it will be a good path, an exciting path, a path of many possibilites I just don't know what they are yet.

Road Rage

Road rage is everywhere. I hate driving in heavy traffic because people are way too high strung for me. I think cars should be equipped with meters that register how ticked off you are and then pump the appropriate amount of nitrous oxide into your car to make you chill out! It crosses all barriers too from the rich to the poor from the old to the young everyone gets a little cranky on the road.

When someone cuts me off I am completely okay with it if they hit the gas and get out of my way. I say kudos to you for not causing a wreck with that horrible piece of driving you were doing there now get along little doggie. However, when someone rushes to get past you and then gets in front of you only to slow down about 20 mph I am not a happy little girl. In cases such as this I imagine myself being extremely large and being able to pick up their car and then place it going in the opposite direction on the interstate preferably not near an exit so as to maximize their turn around time. I imagine how they would be completely disoriented and wonder what on earth was going on. I don't hurt them or anyone around them mind you they just really ticked me off.

I truly used to love to drive. It was calming and pleasurable. Too many people are too stressed when they get behind the wheel nowadays. Calm down and drive people!!! We will all get to our locations safely if you would chill out and pay attention.

I would also like to add a side note. I am not a texter, but recently I had a friend text me whilst driving and all I was going to text was I'm lost and I couldn't even get to the right screen I gave up. Yeah, I don't know how on earth you people are having conversations while driving put the thing in the trunk you are going to kill somebody!

My bagger friend.

There is an older man who works as a bagger at the Food City near my house. This guy cracks me up! He is very country and hysterical. One time when I was checking out and he was packing up my stuff he picked up the can of baked beans that I had selected and said Dems good beans. Dems so good you have to roll down the front and back winda! I laughed outloud and the teenage clerk didn't get it. We had to walk him through it and then he understood.

Today he recognized me and smiled. He was handing me my receipt at the end and wanted to show me that I could get gasoline for my car with the points that I had saved up. He said Do you get gas? I said Well, it just depends on what I eat. He looked at me so strange and then about lost it! He said You're my kind of girl! I don't know if I should be scared of that or not I mean he has to be upper 70's !

Stop it already.

Okay, this is going to be my public service announcement of the week. This weekend I have witnessed a whole mess of random sarcasm. Not humorous sarcasm but more of the hateful rude variety and quite honestly I'm over it.

I'm all about a good sarcastic zinger that is not rude or hurtful but the blatant stuff....stop it. Now. It doesn't put anything out there that is productive.

I think the most humorous was a woman who without trying was dressed like a mime. Striped shirt, black pants...a beret! We were all walking in a highly trafficated area and we came to a crosswalk. The sign was the big red hand that means stop or you will more than likely be smooshed by a motor vehicle. Apparently not in mime world, because on she trod. When she just about got hit she didn't say a word she just banged on the car and gestured to the ground and ahead of her and then to the sidewalk on the other side of the road and rolled her eyes as if the motorist was stupid. Mime girl was totally in the wrong, and yet she is the one that is mad? No honey, take your little mime tooshie and learn the ways of the land red big hand does not mean come on over the water is fine it means STOP!!!

We were walking two and two on the sidewalk. I want to repeat that....on the sidewalk. A van that apparently missed its turn came up on the sidewalk and had to wait for my husband to pass. As he was on a sidewalk and didn't realize that the van driver was in need of the SIDEWALK, he didn't speed up his pace he just kept walking. This unnerved the driver of the van and his overly vocal passenger. They didn't see me because we are always several paces behind, but I wanted to walk up to the van and tell them that the sidewalk was more of a foot traffic thing rather than a van thing, but see....I held my sarcasm. Quite honestly mine was more justified and yet I still held it.

Why oh why is our first knee jerk response when someone offends us to make them feel bad too? What good does that do? I honestly think it would make them feel worse if you would return kindness to their hatefullness. I have a friend that was in Walmart. He was wearing a navy shirt and khaki pants. It was his lunch break so he went to one of those self checkout thingys to pay. When he was finished and started to walk off the man behind him said "Hey Jerk!, are you going to ring me up before you go on your lunch break." Now, my friend does not work for Wal mart even if he was wearing the appropriate colors, kind of like if you wear a red shirt and khaki pants to Target. My friend took the high road and just walked off after the associate at the self check explained this is self check sir he doesn't work here. Now, he could have said 1 of 100 things. My friend is very witty and extremely sarcastic. He could have put that guy in his place in several different ways, but he didn't he chose to not spread any more hate.

If you meet a hateful person today. Someone that should really be put in their place do it in a totally radical way, before they leave your space have them in a better mood. Have them smiling and happy. If you are hateful to them they are just going to spend their day getting madder and madder. If you make them laugh you could possibly turn their whole day around and it will affect others I promise. Watch your own reaction to things when you get mad are you then nice to the next person you meet or do you snap at them? Stop the ball from rolling I say...REMEMBER THE MIME!!!!

Have a great Monday people!

Circus Fun

In honor of October 10, 2010, I am going to make a list of 10 things I observed at the circus today whilst there with my family.

1. If the Ringmaster of your circus is a woman instead of a man the big booming voice is going to get on your nerves after about the first act. First off it is really hard to even understand what she is saying and at some point in time you are going to start wondering if that is what her voice sounds like all the time. You know like when she is waking up her children or ordering a meal? That whole Let's get ready to rumble voice is more suited for a man in my own humble opinion.

2. Something called the Wheel of Destiny can't be good. I spent the whole time wondering if the guy was tripping just to make the crowd go wild or if he was really a clutz. Imagine a huge metal structure that is two circles reminiscent of hamster wheels on the ends that spins round and round because of two men prancing about inside of them. At some point one of the men thinks hmmm walking on the inside of the hamster wheel is so passe I believe I will walk on the outside and pretend to trip and fall. I would certainly hate to learn the hard way that the fright factor is not necessary. The mere fact that you can walk in a hamster wheel some 4 stories above ground is awe inspiring. If you want to do something wild light yourself on fire for heaven's sake.

3. When it is a 3 ring circus and there are 3 juggling acts in the 3 different rings who are you supposed to watch? I would be watching one group and then out of the corner of my eye I would see that another couple was standing on each other's shoulders then my eye would wander to someone on fire and then some blonde who would catch balls behind her back although bless her heart she missed. It was all very impressive but I would have liked to been able to concentrate on each act.

4. I have found that in order to work in the circus if you are pretty, skinny and somewhat able to walk and pose you are well suited for most of the positions. If you can also point and smile you are in!

5. I don't care how many sequins and feathers you are wearing if you are riding an elephant it is going to look strange. You can not ride one of those big mamas and look graceful. It looked like it was a really good ab workout to stay on those things without holding on, you know because of all the pointing and smiling.

6. My personal favorite was the act that had two men dressed in open shirts in order to reveal their lovely hairless chests with sequins galore riding motorcycles decked out in windshields that looked like skulls that were being driven on high wires. Beneath the wire and attached to the cycles was a metal contraption that contained two skantily clad women who were really good at the posing not so much the gesturing because they were holding on for dear life. They would race back and forth on the wire pausing only to flip the entire ordeal or point and gesture. To these people I would like to say. With all of the stuff you have going on it is completely unnecessary to paint your face to look like you have some sort of strange eye patch scar thingy. Ain't nobody lookin' at your face!

7. If you are texting whilst trying to watch your child and the circus whilst rushing down steep stairs and you think you are not going to trip and make all those around you laugh with glee...you are misled.

8. The men selling things up and down the aisles will place themselves in front of you during the part where the woman is shooting an arrow with her feet in order to pop a balloon all while dangling upside down if you do not buy their crap.

9. With a circus being a joy for people from all walks of life to go to it is highly likely that you are going to be sitting near someone that annoys you. My personal joy? The small child that was placed behind me who was allowed to purchase the siren light up thingy that he LOVED by the way and made the precious treasure go off constantly not only was it lighting and sounding my world he had it resting on the back of my chair so I was feeling the vibration too. Lovely. I will say that of the entire afternoon this was the only unpleasantry and in retrospect it wasn't that horrible. A massage if you will.

10. Does anyone else ever wonder what is going through the animals brains? Assuming they understand it all. The tigers look pissed off. The elephants look bored out of their skulls and the dogs just look like they are having a blast! The only thing that this circus was missing was flying monkies. Every circus needs a monkey!

Happy 10-10-10 everyone!

Poor pitiful me.

Do you ever have one of those days where you are quite positive that the whole world is out to get you and that there is not one person on the planet that likes you? I have got to start tracking mine on a calendar because I am quite certain that it has something to do with either hormones or the moon or the earth's gravitational pull or China. Something, I'm not sure what but every so often I get in the middle of the poor pitiful me party and I realize hey, I was feeling this exact same way not so long ago and I remember thinking how very stupid I was when I came out of it.

My mother has another life lesson. She says that if you are feeling bad you should do something nice for someone else and it will make you feel better. IT WORKS! What you don't believe me? You sayin' my mother is a liar? Oh, thems fightin' words right there. I'm serious though, try it.

If you overthink anything you can get it so far fetched that it isn't even possible to be as bad as you have made it in your head. Let's say you have to stay home with a sick child and no one calls to check on you when several were aware of your situation. Now, when you are in the throws of the vomiting and the constant need of a child it can be overwhelming and then when they sleep or are watching a show your mind starts to wander. It goes a little something like this...

Mmm. What is that smell? I cleaned up all the vomit. Is it me? Do I smell like that? Maybe I should shower but if I move I will wake her. Hmmm. Okay, I'm not going anywhere. Yeah, I probably won't go anywhere today I wonder if I would have time to get a shower. I would love a shower but what would I wear? I'm not going anywhere but I had that new dress to wear to church ah man! Hey, it is like 4 oclock and no one has called to check on me. Wow, no one must care. Well, I never. How dare they not at least call to see if I need something anything I mean for goodness sake I'm here alone. Don't they know that? Well, obviously they don't care enough about me to worry. Maybe I will look for another church where they will care about me. I bet the people at the church with the blue carpet would care about me. Blue carpet just screams encouraging caring congregation. Yes, that is what I will do. I will start looking around this week and I will find a new church where at least one person will care enough to call.

See, here is the problem with that scenario. It's all about you! It isn't all about you in this crazy big world. You have to realize early on that there are billions of people in this world and to think that the world stops when you want it to is crazy! Now, I want you to think back. How many times have you known a friend to be home with a sick child and you called or took them lunch or even thought twice about them. If the answer is never well then there you are. If the answer is all the time well then you are hanging out with a bunch of self centered losers and you should totally get all new friends.

A friendship is a full time job. The best kinds of friends are the ones that are not so needy that you have to pamper and cater to them. If we are comparing friends to plants then I will say I like evergreens more than a hibiscus. A hibiscus has to come in in the winter and you have to do stuff to it to make sure it will bloom an evergreen you plant it and you are golden. It will grow and be green all year long. It isn't that I want to take my friends for granted but I am in the time of my life that isn't necessarily about me so much as it is about the ones around me and there already isn't that much me left so I need friends that understand that and respect it. I try to be a good friend when I can really I do.

I guess the message of this little rant is before you get into the old poor pitiful me pot think about something first. Think about three friends who might have it worse off than you and think about something that you could do to lighten their load. Even if it is just a phone call or a note in the mail or if you are making dinner make enough for two families and surprise them with dinner one night. If you start spreading around the happy the happy will come back to you. I promise! You callin' me a liar?

Just call me Oprah.

Okay, I am going to go all old cranky woman for a minute so bear with me.

What is up with all of the texting? Why on earth do 11 year olds need to be texting...Hey. to a friend that they just spent the day with at school instead of talking to a friend that is sitting right next to them? It's not just kids though. I have had grown women that I thought I was having quite the interesting conversation with whip out a phone and text away. I want to ask what they just texted but would that be rude? As rude as them whipping it out in the first place? Do two rudes cancel themselves out?

I will give you cell phones. It is nice to be able to feel secure that if your car was to spontaneously careen off of the road you would be able to call for help or if you were caught out late at night. I'm going to give you that. I will even give you a quick phone chat with a friend while you are waiting on your kids and have nothing else better to do and no one around to talk to, but that is where I stop. I blame air conditioning. or television. I blame air conditioning and television.

When my mom was a little girl they didn't have television. You heard me. They didn't even have television and because she was the youngest daughter of a minister they didn't even have it when others did have it. She can remember vividly her best friend all of a sudden not playing with her any more because that friend had to go watch television in the house. Before air conditioning everyone would sit on their front porch and chat with passersby. Now with air conditioning we spend the summers locked up tight as a drum in our little comfortable cocoons. Oo oo I could blame computers to, but I'm not going to. I would tell you why but that will be a whole other post.

I have a challenge for you. I like to play a game. I found out that my daddy plays it too which I found hysterical. I am so much like my daddy it isn't funny. The game is this....When you meet a person whether you know them or not your goal is to have them happier when they are leaving your little visit than when they first started it. A smile is good. A laugh is better. Do not crawl into your little proverbial cocoon because you are shy. Get over it. These people don't know you! They will probably never see you again so why do you care if they think you are crazy? It is exhilarating to have a person go from angry and fuming to jovial and laughing all because of something you did or said! Try it. I promise you won't be dissappointed. I would challenge you to not text for one day but I'm guessing that would be like you asking me to go without sugar for a day and that ain't happenin' either so we will just agree to disagree on that bad boy K? K.

People of Walmart!!!

So, last night as I was saying good night to the world I checked in on FB one last time before signing off. A friend asked me if I had ever seen the website people of Walmart.com. Now, before you type that little address into your browser I need to warn you. There are some crazy whackadoos out there. Some are angry, some are just sad, some seem to be way too attached to their pets. There are hundreds of different photographs taken of patrons of different Walmarts in their natural state. As I was looking through the different shots simultaneously lowering my ability to be shocked and hoping I didn't turn up on the next shot I was thinking as I sometimes do.

These people are unlike anything I have ever seen in public. Their appearance is shocking, appauling, laughable. It is almost as if they are clueless to any reality around them. I then realized that that is my opinion. They may be the king of their world. It may be perfectly normal to have hair that is matted into a column that drags behind you like a mummy. To them it might be okay to show your tooshie to the general public just because you can. A bra on a man? Sure why not he likes his girls to be supported too. My point is this world is HUGE! There are Billions of people on this planet and not all of them think the way I do. They don't understand that Chicken is Fried, Pie is apple except at Thanksgiving and if you are going to do anything with chocolate it had better be sweet.

The part that blows my mind is that God loves ALL OF US!!! You heard me...ALL OF US! He loves us even if we don't acknowledge him. He loves us no matter how weird we act or look. He loves us because we are his whether we like it or not. The other night at soccer practice my daughter was doing something I had asked her not to do. I had called her to me and she knew full well why so she decided to act like she couldn't hear me. It was comical really I could hear her talking to herself and trying not to look my way. She knew that there was a reality just around the bend and she was doing her best to ignore it. I think that whether people are Christian or not they know right from wrong. They can sense a higher power. They feel him standing there. Now, he is much more subtle than I am I marched right into her face and explained to her that she was in big trouble and she needed to march herself back to the van and await punishment. God isn't going to do that. He's better than I am. He will gently remind you and patiently wait for you, but there is a time limit. You have to realize that God is Love and then turn around and tell others.

Christians are called to spread the word to all of God's people. It isn't going to be easy. They are not all like us. They don't speak our language. They don't root for the same team or even drive on the same side of the road. Their way of thinking will be completely foreign to you. Hold tight to the Word of God and spread his light so that all people will come to know him and love him as you do. There are people that have never even heard about Jesus. They know he is there. They can feel him. They sense his power. They are not necessarily in Africa or in some desolate part of the world. There are people very close to you that need to hear about Jesus. Go to Walmart for heaven's sake those people are CRAZY!!!!