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Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Found this on the internet

INSIGHT

"The government solution to any problem is usually at least as bad as the problem."
-Milton Friedman

"Vote for the man who promises least; he'll be the least disappointing."
-Bernard Baruch

"In order to become the master, the politician poses as the servant."
-Charles de Gaulle

"If a politician found he had cannibals among his constituents, he would promise them missionaries for dinner."
-H.L.Mencken

"We'd all like to vote for the best man but he's never a candidate."
-Kin Hubbard

"We may not imagine how our lives could be more frustrating and complex-but Congress can."
-Cullen Hightower

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

I'm From Kansas












On this day, January 29, 1861, Kansas became the 34th state in the Union. Kansas is my home, sweet home! I think of this beautiful place every day and am thankful that I was raised there!

We're From Kansas!

We're from Kansas
Good old Kansas
Where the great big sunflowers grow.

Where the girls are pretty (see picture of my hero, Miss Piggy!)
and when you see them smile..
You'd know the reason why
I'd walk a thousand miles.

Back to Kansas
Good old Kansas
Where the skies are blue

There's lots of dear old friends
You can't forget...
Kansas, we're strong for you!

Saturday, August 18, 2007

What Is Your "Default" Setting?

(by James Bailey, Southside Church of Christ, Lawrence, KS)
While looking at Wikipedia the other day I ran across this definition: A default, in computer science, refers to a setting or value automatically assigned to a computer program or device. And the idea sort of “hit” me that a good question might be, “What is your “default” when you come to worship? When you walk in the door what “setting” or “value” do you automatically assign to the whole experience of worship?

• Do you automatically “default” to the idea that what is needed is to “just get
through” the hour? You know, find something else to do with your mind from the
opening song until the final “Amen”.

• Does your “default” go automatically to the “I’m just here to observe everyone
else” mode? Not necessarily the participant, more the “inspector” mentality. And not
too easy to please.

• Or maybe you “default” to the “Cross-I’d-bear” position. “Oh, I could be doing so
many other things, and this is so-o-o boring, but this is what is expected, so I’ll just
do the “religiously expected thing” and endure.

• Still another “default” is the one where we come to the building, but we never make
any effort toward becoming family. I don’t mind being part of the “called out” but
don’t even think about me being part of the “called close” to the rest of these
redeemed folks. Some would admit that they already know more about some of these
folks than they really want to. Which leads to a new “default” which is, “if there is
anything else I want to do, Hey it’s OK, because anything would have to be better
than being here, and my absence sends a message.”

• Maybe you “default” to the position of “being above it all”, you know, God should
be so proud to have me, that all that “brotherly love stuff” is for the commoners
down below. So this would be a good time to work on next week’s schedule, take a
nap, look at the floor, etc.

I sincerely hope that your personal spiritual “default” is “what a beautiful day to be with the brethren” —folks just like you, with strengths and faults just like yours, whom Jesus loved enough to die for. And no memory of another brother or sister is going to detract from the need to love them with all my being. And we need to show it, shaking their hand, hugging their neck, giving them a big smile and joining in to sing songs of praise together with these, my brethren. It starts with enthusiastically being on time for each meeting, making each new comer feel at home, and personally getting involved by
singing, praying along with the leader, following along, or taking notes on the sermon, and then staying long enough to meet someone you don’t know as well, each Sunday.

There is another definition of “Default”, it is, “Default may occur if the debtor is either unwilling or unable to pay their debt.” Since by God’s amazing grace our debt of sin has been paid at Calvary, do we dare default on the debt of love we owe Jesus, or share with our brethren?

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

What About Those "Church People"? Part 2

(also posted on Tecumseh Church of Christ blog)
Wow - it has been a while since I blogged here. I apologize for that. I find it a drag too to regularly check out a blog and find nothing new. I completely understand why it happens because, happily, blogging is not a priority in my life. I do come across lots of things that would be appropriate here, though, and I've found such an item now. I hope you find it of value. ---LEB

What kind of people can you expect to find at a congregation of the church of Christ? Pretty much the entire spectrum, as in any group.

You will find traditionalists...and those who prefer anything new over everything old.

You will find those who mistake our traditions for absolute truth, and get bent out of shape if they are not followed. And you'll find those who are a big smug at having been liberated from tradition.

You will find legalists and liberals....and a lot of people in between.

You will find happy people....and grouchy people. Friendly people....and unfriendly people. Loving people....and not so lovable people. People who are learning....and people who already know everything.

You'll find us to be like the little west Texas community that has a billboard at the edge of town which says, "The Home of 3,000 Friendly People----And A Few Old Soreheads."

You get the picture. We're a diverse group, coming from varied backgrounds, and at different stages of knowledge and spiritual growth.

We don't know everything. We don't do everything right. We don't always treat each other as we should. We haven't arrived----we're just on the journey.

You see, we were not brought together by any illusion of perfection or righteousness, just our recognition that we are sinners in need of the cleansing blood of Jesus. (Mark 2:17; Rom. 5:6-9; Eph. 1:7)

You won't have to look very far to find our failures.

But, bottom line, you will find people who love Jesus and love the Bible.
(borrowed from the Maui Church of Christ)

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Happy Anniversary, Mike!


Mike and I watched a movie together several weeks ago. It was a total chick flick but he watched it without complaint. I thought it was wonderful, he said he liked it too. This poem was in the movie and I'd never heard it but I like it very much. It is by e.e. cummings. If you're not familiar with his work, there are not a lot of typos in the poem - he never capitalizes his poetry. Anyway, on the occasion of our 11th anniversary, I wanted to share this with you. I love you forever, for always, no matter what!


e.e. cummings - i carry your heart with me


i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Monday, June 18, 2007

Hey Dad!

Well, I'm late again - this time with Father's Day memories. My Dad really wouldn't mind. He'd just smile and enjoy this anyway! I found these song lyrics and loved them. They obviously involve a male child but the sentiments are similar. Love you, Dad....miss you every day!

Hey Dad - © Kelly Dunn

Crawling around on the kitchen floor, patterns all around my face, but one voice I heard when I was good, happy or mad, hey Dad!

always there, hey Dad...never judging me, lettin' me be.. I heard the creak of that old screen door, he'd reach down those big hands, threw me way up into the air, hey Dad!

Dad got me a fishing pole and fishing hook sat down beside a running stream I threw in the hook and line, caught my fist fish in record time, hey Dad!

Baseball bat and my first glove, I got my first hit, I eyed my first love, I rounded first, ran past third I looked up into the stands and yelled, hey Dad...did you see that?

High school prom, never made it to through the night, my stomach was tied up like a Windsor knot. I took her home early, after we couldn’t stop, I know I messed up, I dialed the phone and said, hey Dad...

Married now with a new kid and starter home, credit cards maxed out, My water lines leaking in the middle of the night and I don't know how to fix it, hey Dad...can you help me out?

Went up to the hospital after I got the call, nurse said you better get here fast breathing hard as I drove down the road thinking about all the times I said, hey Dad...can you help me...hey Dad, I don't know what to do...hey Dad...

Got home late, and I walked in, I saw my kid crawling around the floor I got down on my hands and knees and started crying like a baby, hey Dad...can you help me...hey Dad...

I now know what to do...thank you, hey Dad!

Thank you Dad... I looked up into the deep blue sky with my arms open, stretched out wide Dad opened the door of his ole' pickup truck, he said it'll be alright by morning, So I jumped in, kicked the dirt off my boots, hey Dad, let's take a ride, hey Dad...

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

WHERE IS GOD?

I've heard this story before as have lots of people, but I always enjoy it. I was hesitant to replace the post with my mother's picture in it. I have enjoyed clicking on my blog and seeing her face smiling at me! I do miss her every day.....but she's always in my heart. Hope you get a chuckle out of the story.

A couple had two little boys, ages 8 and 10, who were excessively mischievous. The two were always getting into trouble and their parents could be assured that if any mischief occurred in their town their two young sons were in some way involved.

The parents were at their wits end as to what to do about their sons' behavior. The mother had heard that a clergyman in town had been successful in disciplining children in the past, so she asked her husband if he thought they should send the boys to speak with the clergyman. The husband said, "We might as well. We need to do something before I really lose my temper!" The clergyman agreed to speak with the boys, but asked to see them individually. The 8-year-old went to meet with him first.

The clergyman sat the boy down and asked him sternly, "Where is God?" The boy made no response, so the clergyman repeated the question in an even sterner tone, "Where is God?" Again the boy made no attempt to answer, so the clergyman raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy's face, "WHERE IS GOD?" At that the boy bolted from the room and ran directly home, slamming himself in his closet.

His older brother followed him into the closet and said, "What happened?" The younger brother replied, "We're in BIG trouble this time. God is missing and they think we did it".