TheCrazySquirrel

It seems my “we are ok” was a bit premature. We did get power back the next day, and we were ok. But as they say: “The night cometh.”

Let me back track a bit. After the hurricane came through we got power back late Saturday. So we came home that night. And since we were tired from basically staying up all night (the hurricane came about 12am-9am) we thought to ourselves “we’ll take a shower in the morning, power is great, yay.”

We had another bad storm during the night. A feeder band created over Houston. It brought lots of rain into a system that was already maxed out from Hurricane Ike. We live close to Mayde Creek (some pronounce May-Dee). Mayde Creek is usually nothing much than a little stream at best. At the time it was full to the top of her banks. Then like 80 bajillion more inches of rain came. Of course I was sleeping through all of this so I didn’t know.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, we heard early in the morning.
Cliff’s Brain - AHH WHATS GOING ON…oh….why did someone knocking on our door this early?
Teresa at the door - “Hey neighbor.”
Neighbor - “Hey, you should move your car so it doesn’t get flooded.”
Cliff’s brain to himself - “Move the car? It’s in the drive-way.” [Read more →]

We are ok. We have power back now too which is awesome. My roof is only missing a few shingles. My fence however did not fare so well.

Part of my broken fence.

More of my fence down.

And more

3 other sections down with 2 different (of 6 total) neighbors.

Tree Limbs Broken

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So I turn 30 this coming Thursday. And I joined a gym a little over a week ago. I’m not sure which is worse! Actually I do, it’s turning 30. I’m about to no longer be “young.” I mean when your in your 20’s you can claim being young. Who could argue? I mean it’s the first real “age” of adulthood. Your not in school anymore (at some point), you probably don’t live in your parents basement, etc.And look at all the countless stupid things you did that you won’t do now.

But when your in your 30’s what do you have? Babies? Mortgage? Insurance deductibles? You can’t do stupid things…you have responsibilities to tend to, people that depend on you. I mean when I was in college sure I’d jump off that cliff, or run around the parking lot naked. $40 to drink that liquid that’s been in the fridge for a year…why not!

But now…now I have to make sure to go to bed by 9:30 so I can wake up for work the next day. And if I drink that liquid I’d have to make sure to take my stomach medicine first.

No, in just three days I can no longer claim, with any sense of real truth, to be young. I am about to be MEDIAN. Yep, that is what I am. I’m not old by any means, but I’m also not young anymore. 30 years have gone and past, and old is like…60. So I must be median. (all though all the “young adult” Sunday School classes at Tallowood would disagree, but all those old-er people are just being delusional. It’s time to face reality…you have kids as old as me, you’re not a young adult.)

So what do I do now? I joined a gym. I figured if I was no longer young then I should do all those things not young people try to do to reclaim their youth. I also might hire a clown or magician for my birthday party on Friday. What do you think?

I guess I’m ok with being median and not “young” anymore. At least my wife is still young!! Since I’m median and she’s still young I guess that means I have a trophy wife!!! he he he he. After all she’s barely half way through her 20’s.

Yeah I guess I’m not really going to go back to crazy. I should just take my Konsyl and be happy.

P.S. Vote in the poll for either a clown or magician.

My post today is not really mine, but someone else’s. It was a side note in a email I received from him and I wanted to post it. When you think about Islam, the Middle East, and xtianity, perhaps this will shed some additional light to what understanding you already have. A thought from a reply from a Muslim man living in the Middle East

“The main question before us is not a question about Islam and xtianity; THEROCK or America. The main question before us tonight is this: if the terrorists find us tonight and we are left to face God with all of our ‘ayb - our shame - how shall we face God and give an accounting for all that which shames us? We should be giving honor to God, yet all we have is shame to offer. Who will replace our shame with honor that we could stand before God and give Him the worship He deserves?

Sometimes the question is not always one of right or wrong, one way or another, or some ideological battle of religion, but simply of a fundamental issue of human life. Shame vs. honor. We all deal with it. Some call it honor, others call it pride. Coming into the presence of God is a hard thing, and one that requires you to face your “shame” or sin or guilt or whatever it might be. As you pray during the next month for Ramadan, pray that Jesus would cleanse those that need cleansing of their shame. Pray that people would receive his unfailing love. Pray that they would bear themselves before a loving God and that he would open their eyes and hearts to Him. Pray for peace.

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