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Uncategorized — Dan Monk @ 5:44 am
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ‘What does love mean?’
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined See what you think:
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‘When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.’
Rebecca- age 8
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‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’
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Uncategorized — Dan Monk @ 4:29 pm
Driving defensively
A few changes to your driving habits are all you really need. Add some routine maintenance and you can save folding money, not just pennies. That’s right, just a few changes to your driving habits and you will use less gas at the pump while putting more money in your pocket.
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Faith — Dan Monk @ 1:57 am
I know patience is one of the fruits of the spirit but I have to confess to I lose mine whenever I hear the Creation/Evolution argument. Why? Because it’s the wrong argument. It’s not important how God created the universe – only that He did. A truth that is lost as soon as the debate starts.
If we are honest with ourselves we have to admit we don’t have the facts to prove the world is 7,000 years old. We are not going to convince someone who wants to argue the ‘facts’. All the scientific facts available say the Earth is 5 billion years old and the universe 15 billion. The sad truth is we will lose if we try to argue creation against evolution based upon available data – things we can see, measure and test.
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management — Dan Monk @ 2:35 pm
The tribal wisdom of the Lakota Indians, passed on from one generation to the next, says that when you are riding a dead horse, the best strategy is to dismount.
However, in modern enterprises, because the objectives of management are often illogically focused on the performance of a particular horse rather than rationally on the completion of the journey, other strategies sometimes have to be tried, including, but not limited to the following:
- Buying a stronger whip.
- Changing riders.
- Threatening the horse with termination.
- Appointing a committee to study the horse.
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Faith — Dan Monk @ 3:27 pm
For it is written, He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee:
Luke 4:10
Last weekend, my wife and I went birthday shopping with our granddaughter ‘B’. When we first picked her up at her mothers house we noticed B was proudly wearing a beaded, feathered hair clip she had made at last years Illinois Indian Powwow. That had been a fun afternoon as well. Grandma and B had spent almost an hour at the craft tent stringing beads and picking out the feather.
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video — Dan Monk @ 11:54 pm
I have no idea what it is about but it is fun to watch. A little disturbing, but worth it.
http://www.vimeo.com/993998
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interesting — Dan Monk @ 10:07 pm
Noah’s Ark lands on Mount Ararat, according to calculations by James Ussher, Archbishop of the Church of Ireland. I’m not sure how accurate that is or what it means to us today but I thought it was interesting.
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fellowship — Dan Monk @ 4:35 pm
The video says it all.
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video — Dan Monk @ 1:30 pm
I have a facebook page but I must admit I don’t use it much. I really don’t know how all that stuff works. If you don’t either may this video can help you understand the intricies of Facebook. It didn’t help me.
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Poetry — Dan Monk @ 2:35 am
Cold fall leaves, so carelessly tossed,
lay brown and withered by morning’s frost.
Discarded scraps of natures poetry
so carelessly tossed. Cold fall leaves
in winters wind, ending natures grace.
The wagon waits for hibernal face
to lay siege upon this land again,
ending natures grace in winters wind.
And every truth I’ve known, all that I believe
is in the red wagon, covered now with leaves.
Where once behind tiny legs there used to roam
all that I believe and every truth I’ve known.
For I am but a man, so little do I know
of wagons and winter and children when they’re grown.
To my sorrow I may never understand.
So little do I know, for I am but a man.
