HARMLESS THOUGHTS

14 years ago today,   I met my girlfriend, my highschool sweetie,   my best friend, my maker of memories and   my sharer of memories, my co-laborer and   my co-dreamer, my soulmate and   my compensate, my fulfiller and completer,   my help-meet,   my counselor,     my lover,     my heart,       my soul,       my strength, my wife

Have you ever felt all alone? Even when you are around people. I think that if we were honest, we have all felt that way one time or another. Loneliness is interesting. What defines if we are lonely? I mean, I have been aboslutely alone before, and the feelings of loneliness were far, far away. And then I could be in the middle of a group of people, not alone at all, and not had the slightest feeling of loneliness. Being alone does not make us lonely. Well then, what is it? There are many in this world that feel alone all of the time. They feel as if they are on a deserted island, with nobody there to talk to. They mull through their day, with their plastic smiles on and nobody would know it, but they think that they are alone. I know that when I feel the loneliest, it is usually when I think that noone is really understanding what I am going through. I feel like I as sending up signal flares and strarting big bonfires, and the passing ships don't even take notice of it...

The school has now gone online. because of that I will be trying to make my personal page look a little better. I am new at the whole website construction thing, so it might take awhile for it to start looking nice. I have also figured out how to add a pic to my blog. So as with anything new, I will probably overuse it for awhile, before I find a good balance. can't talk anymore now.

I don't normally just put in a commentary style blog, but I think that I am going to give it a good healthy attempt today. I just finished reading several blogs of people that I don't know. Some of them were quite interesting. I love to see what the different titles are, and how people choose to describe themselves. Sometimes it is difficult to read other people's blogs because you don't know anything about them. Some people write very extensive blogs, and it always seems like they are better bloggers, just because they have more to say. (That is why I am trying to write such an extensive blog today.) I have also noticed that this blog thing is addictive. I am constantly thinking about what I could blog about. Most of the time it is something ridiculous. I would like to think that there are a few good ones in there too. (Like the ones about Son 1, or the poems about my wife.) I would like to blog more, but it seems that sometimes my schedule is a little too cons...

Psalm 15 "LORD, who may dwell in your sanctuary? Who may live on your holy hill? He whose walk is blameless and who does what is righteous, who speaks the truth from his heart and has no slander on his tongue, who does his neighbor no wrong and casts no slur on his fellowman, who despises a vile man but honors those who fear the LORD, who keeps his oath even when it hurts, who lends his money without usury and does not accept a bribe against the innocent. He who does these things will never be shaken." Always a convicting Psalm... Here is one more Psalm Psalm 36 An oracle is within my heart concerning the sinfulness of the wicked: There is no fear of God before his eyes. For in his own eyes he flatters himself too much to detect or hate his sin. The words of his mouth are wicked and deceitful; he has ceased to be wise and to do good. Even on his bed he plots evil; he commits himself to a sinful course and does not reject what is wrong. Your love, O LORD, reaches to the heav...

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(To the tune of Truckin' by the Grateful Dead) Bloggin' I got my words typed in, Keep bloggin' like the dew-dah man Together, write more or less a line Just keep bloggin' on I sit down and let all of my thoughts spill out My fingers move, not quite sure to where-a-bouts, I let them clickety-clack while my brain breathes out Look at me now - pop - another gray hair Bloggin', like the dew-dah man Once told me "You got to blog your mind Sometimes those thoughts ain't worth a dime If you don't write 'em down" Sometimes, the good times all fallin' on me Other times, I'm on the bad-time sea Lately, it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been What in the world, ever became of free time No study hall, not a minute called mine Unless they all leave, to go work for Troy Grimes Another bell rings, oh, ain't it a shame Bloggin', up to my elbows Been thinkin' you got to mellow slow It takes time; you pick a place to grow And ...

I would like to thank you all for your support. Because you are the ones who have made this possible. On Oct. 1, I had 69 page views in one day. And on oct. 8, I had 57 pageviews. I have a grand total of 644 pageviews since the beginning of my blog. First I would like to thank my wife for inspiring me to write these entries and for getting me started on the blogging. I would also like to thank all of my students. You are the ones who have made the harmless thoughts blog popular, and you all have also inspired several entries. I would like to thank all of the people at blogger and the people at google who have supported me from the beginning with their easy to use programming. I would like to thank Stephanie and Emily for their awe-inspiring blogs. I would like to thank Miss Wiebe for inspiring so many others to take up the blogging challenge. I want to thank blogskins for the free designs that they offer. I would also like to thank amanda's announcement, emily...

The test and the use of man's education is that he finds pleasure in the exercise of his mind. --Jacques Martin Barzun As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain; and as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality --Albert Einstein The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates.The great teacher inspires. --William Arthur Ward Mathematics is a game played according to certain simple rules with meaningless marks on paper. --David Hilbert Mathematics is written for mathematicians. --Nicholaus Copernicus Example isn't another way to teach, it is the only way to teach. --Albert Einstein Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition. --Jacques Barzun Anyone who cannot cope with mathematics is not fully human. At best he is a tolerable subhuman who has learned to wear shoes, bathe and not make messes in the house. --Lazarus Long, "Time Enough for Love", (Robert A. Heinl...

The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother. --Theodore M. Hesburgh Platonic love is like an inactive volcano. --Andre Pevost If you love something, set it free; if it comes backs it's yours, if it doesn't, it never was --Richard Bach It is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the doing. It is not how much we give, but how much love we put in the giving. --Mother Teresa The quality of love and the duration of a relationship are in direct proportion to the depth of the commitment by both people to making the relationship successful. Commit yourself wholeheartedly and unconditionally to the most important people in your life. --Brian Tracy A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path --Agatha Christie (1890 - 1976) You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfe...

(I know this is a long entry, I'm very sorry, but nobody is making you read it... right?) Every once in awhile you might see something in your kids that reminds you of yourself. That happened to me today while I sat and watched Sam. We were sitting in the McDonald's play park area today. We had just had lunch. (2 happy meals, ketchup only, milk to drink; 1 extra value meal #1, diet coke) and while I was letting Son 2 chew on some fries, I sat and watched Son 1. While I was watching him I noticed that he went from kid to kid, saying little things, trying to get them to follow him down the slide or chase him through the tunnels. He was looking for a friend. Now Son 1 is picky about a lot of things, but when it comes to his friends, it doesn't seem to matter what they look like or who they are. Normally it is the first kid that will play with him. (I have watched him do this several times.) Most of the time it is a younger kid that he ends up playing with. He might sta...

"When you die, you will leave everything you have --- you will take everything you are." - Dr. Bob Taylor "You can't take it with you --- but if you could, it would melt where some of you are going." - Billy Sunday "When I consider the cross and what He did, how can I consider anything I do as sacrifice." - Amy Carmichael

"...and may the best man win."

o.k....not many funny things have happened to me lately, but I have to grin when I reflect on this one. The song listed below is by Rich Mullins, and I have found great comfort in it for many years. It has been a balm to me through fear, depression, loss, mistakes and heartbreak. The ironic, or maybe not so much ironic, thing about the deal is that I have been singing a line of it wrong the whole time. SO, I get on here to blog about it and find that the word I have been belting out in the car IS NOT THERE!!! Anyway, my favorite line is.... "He's been there before and he knows what it's like...you'll find He's there." I have been under the belief that it says..."You'll find ease there." Frankly, I like my version better and I know that if Rich were still here he would change it for sure. I know this because after years of listening to this artist's music, I sense we have identical hearts...at least in the early, 20- something, ...

with your red tomato sauce and your long lovely noodles, you remind me of sweaters on little white poodles. O I love to eat you (not referring to the canines, but to those lovely noodles with the ground up bovines.) I'll poke my fork in and give a little twirl, splattering tiny red dots, all over that girl, sitting right beside me in her dress shirt of white looking extremely mad and overflowing with spite. She doesn't love you spaghetti the exact way I do when at the restaurant she never orders you In fact, I think she's leaving, "Hey where you goin', don't you like spaghetti, with the cheese overflowin'?" Well, there she goes the women are always leavin' while into my mouth spaghetti mounds I'm heavin'. -me

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"People are passionate about what they put their effort into..." - Pastor Doug Helmer

Psalm 62 1 My soul finds rest in God alone ; my salvation comes from him. 2 He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken. 3 How long will you assault a man? Would all of you throw him down- this leaning wall, this tottering fence? 4 They fully intend to topple him from his lofty place; they take delight in lies. With their mouths they bless, but in their hearts they curse. Selah 5 Find rest, O my soul, in God alone ; my hope comes from him. 6 He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. 7 My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. 8 Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge. Selah 9 Lowborn men are but a breath, the highborn are but a lie; if weighed on a balance, they are nothing; together they are only a breath. 10 Do not trust in extortion or take pride in stolen goods; ...