God is sitting in heaven when a scientist says to Him, "Lord, we don’t need You anymore. Science has finally figured out a way to create life out of nothing. In other words, we can now do what You did in the ‘beginning'!"
"Oh, is that so? Tell Me," replies God.
"Well,” says the scientist, "we can take dirt and form it into the likeness of You and breathe life into it, thus creating man."
"Well, that's interesting. Show Me.”
So the scientist bends down to the earth and starts to mold the soil.
"Oh, no, no, no...," interrupts God.
(I love this!) "Get your own dirt."
24 July 2008
In my inbox today . . .
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05 November 2007
I'm back from KC
Now that I'm back from Kansas City, I need to jump back into my life here with both feet -- as opposed to one foot or maybe just one foot at a time, I guess. Regardless, dearest husband, bless his heart, cleaned the house and shaped up the area around my assigned place at the family work table which, believe me when I say this, I am most grateful. There was a time when I would not have been... Out in the work-a-day world (I hardly remember!), it bugged me tremendously when the receptionist would bring all the mail and school stuff in and put it on my desk. So, what I am obliquely getting to is the insidious enemy named clutter. Real or imagined, physical, emotional, spiritual, it truly is a vicious enemy. It bogs one down. It robs one of energy. It consumes one's attention as a prostitute searches for her prey. Too much? Not for me, because I too easily run, falling into the ratpack nest of comfort, content to take residence there unchallenged to remain.
So, on that note, here goes:
A Cluttered Desk Is...
About a week ago, I came across an Internet advice column that told me how to eliminate the paper work clutter on my desk.
GREAT! So I printed out the five pages of how-to instructions and placed them on top of the rest of the stuff on my desk.
Now I can't find them.
Received from Thomas Ellsworth.
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06 October 2007
Church Lite
I wonder how this would go at our church... I'm not looking for this anytime soon.
7. Guaranteed 20-minute sermon or your next one's free!
(From "Bible Humor Top Seven Lists" by Dave Veerman and Rich Anderson.
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Labels: Church Life, Humor
15 September 2007
What happens when you get just a teensy bit off...
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08 September 2007

A woman passed out and her husband, Bubba, called 911.
The operator said they would send someone out right away and asked, "Where do you live?"
Bubba replied, "At the end of Eucalyptus Drive."
The operator asked, "Can you spell that for me?"
There was a long pause and finally, Bubba said, "How about I drag her over to Oak Street and you can meet us there?"
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Labels: Humor
25 July 2007
Life is made up of little details, isn't it...
A kangaroo kept getting out of his enclosure at the zoo.
Knowing that he could hop pretty high, the zoo officials put up a ten-foot fence. However, the next morning the kangaroo was out again, just roaming around the zoo.
The zoo officials raised the height of the fence to twenty feet. Again, however, the next morning the kangaroo was again roaming around the zoo.
This kept on, night after night, until the fence was sixty feet high.
Finally, the camel in the next enclosure asked the kangaroo, "How high do you think they'll go?"
The kangaroo said, "Probably a hundred feet, unless somebody starts locking the gate at night."
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19 July 2007
And now... (from Steffer!)
4. 'Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?'
12. 'Could you write a note for my wife saying that my head is not up there?
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Labels: Colonoscopies, Doctors, Humor, Medical Procedures, Men
11 July 2007
Sometimes you just have to. Really.
But on that fateful autumn afternoon, it was to be different.
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26 June 2007
Moving Day
I woke up this morning hearing all the Munchkins sing, "...and KAN-sas she says is the n-a-a-a-a-me of the star..."
Dorothy may have been able to say "Well, it really was no miracle: what happened was just this..."--but from my perspective here at 6:30am Central Time, it WILL be a miracle for us to get to Kansas. :-) The day began at 6am after a fitful night's sleep; as I let the dogs out for their morning constitutional before breakfast, I didn't notice that a cute little squirrel was in the backyard nibbling on the clover that grows so avidly in the middle of what's supposed to be a lawn of bluegrass. I opened the patio door; the squirrel headed for the telephone pole in the back corner; the dogs headed for the squirrel, barking ferociously; I headed for the dogs, in my nightgown and bare feet, and added to the clamor of the dawn by trying to get them to be quiet. The neighbors would probably rate it a toss-up as to who was louder--the dogs, or me shushing them.
The movers will arrive between 8 and 10am to begin packing all our stuff into boxes; we've tried to segregate What Will Go With Us In The Car from Things To Be Packed. I have no doubt that we've only been partially successful in that endeavor and will be praying for discernment as we stand among a lot of boxes on Friday in our Fairway house and hunt for Things We Need And Should Have Had With Us.
The dogs and I will be spending much of the day at Andrea's apartment, since the alternative (our dogs with strangers coming in and out of the front door at random) isn't pleasant. Tim will oversee the proceedings at our house. This will be the first of our three moves that he will be present for, having been out of town for the last two, and in the depths of my sinful heart I am aware that I amhappy--nay, even GLEEFUL--that this time HE gets to deal with the movers, in the even more sinful hope that after this experience he will be so deeply grateful for what I have had to endure twice before that he will shower me with adulation.
(You're all thinking that I can use the time at Andrea's for reflection upon my corrupt state...and you would be SO right.)
So...that's our day. Tomorrow will be similar, except the boxes will be loaded into the van along with everything else. In 36 hours it will be Tim, me, 3 dogs, an Aerobed, 3 doggie pillows, and the aforementioned What Will Go With Us In The Car camping out for one last night at 7107 Cheshire Lane, St. Louis, MO. Thursday we drive the Yellow Brick Road known as I-70 to Fairway. Please pray for safety as we go.
27 May 2007
To the envy of all . . .

Our Steffer, homemaker extraordinaire. This woman does it all. Dearly missed at our last posse meeting, we had to settle for Marie's pie. What a pity! In case there is any question, Steffer adds incredible insight and wit to our discussions, as well.
It's true.
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Where's Joycey??
So, Joycey, what are you up to, girl?
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14 May 2007
I Thought This Was Funny...
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Labels: Humor
10 May 2007
All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Sunday School (of course!)
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