Month: June 2005

  • More of Kid's Krusade:


    Eddie & Al Eastman. 


     


     


     


     


     


     



    Pie in My Face


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


     


    Why is it that when more torture is inflicted upon an adult the more "cooler" it is to kid's?


    Pain is Kid's Gain



     


    Picture of my daughter and her new motorcycle. 


    (Has nothing to with the Kid's Krusade except we took the picture after the Krusade.)


    Alicia is sooooo extremely happy with her new toy. 

  • We started our Kid's Krusade last night.  We ended it with the kids throwing water balloons at the senior Pastor and his wife.  There was almost a 100 in attendance.  It was a lot of fun


    The Puppets of Eddie and Company. 


     


    This is Hunter being chained to illustrate that sin will chain us up.  His sister is next to him, not wanting the chains to ever be taken off. 


    The Kid's Krusade is all this week.  More pics to follow. 

  • psalm91believer said something that really spoke to me.  (Click on the site - there is a great cartoon.)  The comment was to savor every moment with your children, they grow up so fast.  Kid's are a gift from God.  I have to grateful when the gift is ungrateful.  I remember a story of a Father that brought his young son to work with him one day.  The Dad was a extension bridge operator.  He had to bring the bridge down at a certain time in order for the train to pass by.  The son was playing and drifted away from his Dad.  It was almost time for the bridge to be lowered when the Dad began to look for his son.  The little boy had climbed down onto the gears.  Terror registered on the Father's face.  There wasn't time for the Dad to rescue his son.  He had to make a split decision.  Save his son or the hundreds of people on the train.  With a heavy heart  Dad lowered the bridge crushing his son.   As the train passed the Dad screamed in his heart towards the unknowing people.  "My son died, don't you care?"     God the Father gave his son, how grateful are we of that today?