Well, a long, long time ago, I told you that I would post a pic of our little boy.Notice that he is a very, very smart dog and is a full fledged GIANTS fan. He wears his hat with pride and he watches every game with me. He whimpered a lot during the San Diego series and yesterday for the opening Dodger game.

The primary message of this post is to say that the way to go when you pick out your next dog, is to go the "rescue" route. Unless one is into selective breeding or showing a dog, don't buy a purebred or especially through a puppy mill. Legitimate pet stores are no longer selling dogs or cats. A shelter will not allow you to adopt a dog unless it has been neutered, micro chipped and had all shots. They also screen the applicants for the suitability of the particular animal to the family adopting. So many, many dogs need a forever home. Go to all the local shelters, you will fall in love, I guarantee it.

I have had 6 dogs, all purebred, before Scooter, and he is absolutely the best I've ever owned. Do the right thing, please.

Resurrection Friday

So much to think about today, so much to remember about our Saviour being so humiliated and tortured leading up to His crucifixion. But wait, there's more...HE AROSE and lives at the right hand of God.

Today was teeth cleaning day........booyah, you say. Well, going to my dental hygenist always reminds me of the terrible loss she suffered almost 2 years ago. Her first born, (and only son), died from an drug overdose. Apparently not an habitual user, he got caught up with user friends at UC Berkeley. A senior with a splendid academic record, athletic, raised in a Jewish home, literall threw his life away for a "high".

I confess that my first born son, an adoptee, also threw his life away for quick fixes. Adopted at birth, he became familiar with drugs in the US Army, was discharged for their use, ended up in State Prison several times. Although I love him because God commands me to do so, I have not for many years now had a parental love for him. I have a family to protect from his violent life style and we have no relationship. He has broken so many promises, I can no longer trust him around my loved ones.

But God doesn't break promises and He has promised that if we believe in Him and trust in His death and resurrection, we will join him for eternal life. So, I pray for my son that he will come to know Jesus.

Thank God for a Risen Christ.

Love

Giants Win The Opener

That is worth a whole day's blog all by itself. Oh, by the way....my boy Jeff Gordon won yesterday at Texas Speedway.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Yesterday was an amazing day for me. My brother's widow and my oldest niece's widower visited us from out of town. My niece only passed away last January after a 3 1/2 year battle with breast cancer.

Since I was not really very close with my brother, I was not very close with his children either, mainly because of distance. My niece's last residence was in Washington. We would sometimes exchange Christmas cards, some years not. I had thought of my niece as kind of a whiny little girl and young adult. Whether that was true of not, I no longer remember.

During her husband's visit with us, I learned a great deal about my niece. I learned how she had supported her husband in his career, had raised two beautiful sons who are very successful in their careers. I learned that her husband, who had been her primary caregiver for sometime now, is absolutely devastated by her death, even though it released him from his caregiving. I learned how she constantly talked about Uncle Dave (that's me) and how I would come up from San Diego (US Navy) and visit them on weekends. I also learned that after learning about her grave illness and phoning her, she told one of her sisters that she could now go peacefully since she and I had reconnected. She died less than a week later.

I grieve for my beautiful niece, but I grieve more for the years that I was not connected to this wonderful spiritual woman. WHAT A WASTE ! I am joyful that I finally did for just that one moment, and I am joyful that I will see her again in Heaven.

To my readers: Don't let family and friends drift away, no matter what the reason.

Relationships Sunday

I want to share with you a number of definitions of a truly loving relationship. They are not my definitions, but I subscribe to them. The first one follows:

A loving relationship is one in which individuals trust each othere enough to become vulnerable, secure that the other person won't take advantage. It neither exploits nor takes the other for granted. It involves much communication, much sharing, and much tenderness.

Am I pontificating? I hope not. Some of what I post are things I've come across which have very special meaning to me. Enjoy...............or not? More tomorrow.

I Corinthians 13:4

Friday, April 3, 2009

Question: Do young people find that time goes much slower than for older persons. I can easily remember when I couldn't hardly wait for summer vacation from school. Later on, in my professional life, it was always looking forward to Wednesday (hump day) and Friday, the magic last working day of the week. Only 3 months until our vacation.... summer will soon be here.

How quickly the priorities change as we age. I have come to cherish every day that God gives me and try, not very hard sometimes, to make it a worthwhile day, a day which will please my Creator. Yes, as you can tell from previous posts, I definitely look forward to baseball season, and since I'm too far away to get Warrior, Sharks or 49er telecasts, I can only really get my sports fix with the Giants.

But for me, time flyssssssss by. Good grief, 25% of 2009 has gone by and I wonder sometimes how well I spent the last 3 months. I know that so many of those 90+ days were probably not very pleasing to the Lord, and I can only pray that those days will become fewer and fewer.

Give me some feedback on how your time goes by. I'd appreciate it and you.

WE ARE BACK

Well, back from Arizona with fond memories of seeing friends and seeing GIANTS baseball..

Six more days to opening day, and counting. The Giants, when they use their young and their rookies seem to be a winning ballclub. When the veterans play, not so much. The Giants are stuck for years to come with Rowand and especially Barry Zero, excuse me, I mean Zito. But one never knows when it comes to baseball. After all, I haven't seen a World Series championship since I fell in love with them back in 1962.

As we approach the Easter, (or Resurrection as I prefer) season, and as our nation falls deeper and deeper into financial chaos, I find comfort in a song, the gist of which is, "Because He lives, I can face tomorrow". Believe it, HE LIVES !

God's love to all, see you tomorrow, maybe ! =:)