So most of u don't know this, but i cook breakfast. Today it was all three meals. So i got to thinking how do we to prepare a spiritaul meal?
Do we turn the stove on by praying, turning on the oven, warming up a greased frying. Of this is all in a spiritaul sense.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Bummed
So I did not get a deer this last weekend, but had a good time walk through the woods trying to find one to shoot. So here is how it went.
Saturday 5:20 a.m. alarm goes off, chores. 6:45 walk to the house to get my gear. Get in the truck drive 1/4 of a mile get out, load the rifle.
7:33 a.m. get back to the truck, pull the shell out of the chamber.
7:40 a.m. get out put the shell back in the chamber.
8:33 a.m. get in the truck go home eat breakfast.
Then go out and perpare for a snow storm.
2:45 p.m. get a ride to the timber walk through the timber.
4:30 p.m. got back to the house.
5:45 p.m. walk in to church for supper and a singing (Bradford Ill. was here).
Sunday 5:20 a.m. wake up and do chores it was snowing.
6:30 a.m. walk to the timber in a nice gentle snow.
7:30 a.m. got back hopped into the truck and drove to wood draw.
7:45 a.m. there is a dow kabam man i missed. What is that a 10 or 12 point buck. to bad antluress only.
Got back home called out to the sheep barn had a bunch of ewes lamb that need work with. 10:20 got to the house and showered got dressed for church. And made it to the last half of the morning service. Eat lunch dad did not show up so I walk out side, dad is just getting out of the truck.
I went home had a lot of lambs that need worked with. I was not able to make it back to church. I had 2 ewes lamb on while i was home. Dad calls Britany recked her car. She went to change lanes and hit a pach of ice. She is fine. The passenager side rear door is the only thing damaged. Praise God.
2:30 p.m. out deer hunting again 3:00 p.m. 5 dows I shot three times through under brush missed. 3:50 p.m. 3 dows shot once and missed walked to the truck cased the rifle went home.
Saturday 5:20 a.m. alarm goes off, chores. 6:45 walk to the house to get my gear. Get in the truck drive 1/4 of a mile get out, load the rifle.
7:33 a.m. get back to the truck, pull the shell out of the chamber.
7:40 a.m. get out put the shell back in the chamber.
8:33 a.m. get in the truck go home eat breakfast.
Then go out and perpare for a snow storm.
2:45 p.m. get a ride to the timber walk through the timber.
4:30 p.m. got back to the house.
5:45 p.m. walk in to church for supper and a singing (Bradford Ill. was here).
Sunday 5:20 a.m. wake up and do chores it was snowing.
6:30 a.m. walk to the timber in a nice gentle snow.
7:30 a.m. got back hopped into the truck and drove to wood draw.
7:45 a.m. there is a dow kabam man i missed. What is that a 10 or 12 point buck. to bad antluress only.
Got back home called out to the sheep barn had a bunch of ewes lamb that need work with. 10:20 got to the house and showered got dressed for church. And made it to the last half of the morning service. Eat lunch dad did not show up so I walk out side, dad is just getting out of the truck.
I went home had a lot of lambs that need worked with. I was not able to make it back to church. I had 2 ewes lamb on while i was home. Dad calls Britany recked her car. She went to change lanes and hit a pach of ice. She is fine. The passenager side rear door is the only thing damaged. Praise God.
2:30 p.m. out deer hunting again 3:00 p.m. 5 dows I shot three times through under brush missed. 3:50 p.m. 3 dows shot once and missed walked to the truck cased the rifle went home.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Excited
Deer hunting the altimate sport.There are three methods to hunt deer:1 the stand hunt, where u sit in a tree stand and wait for the deer to show up. 2 The drive hunt where u hit the deer with your truck at 65m/h. The stalk hunt where u stalk the deer and then shoot it. The last one is the one a i'm doing in the morning. I will post pics. after i kill one.
I will be using a .243 and 80 grain shells My range is 1-450 yards.
p.s. the drive hunt costs the most.
I will be using a .243 and 80 grain shells My range is 1-450 yards.
p.s. the drive hunt costs the most.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Snow
Yesterday it was freezing rain and snow. so when we got home from church the tail gate and wheel barrow came out and so did the four wheeler. fun had by all. for thoose of you who have never done this: keep all body parts on the item you are riding. if you don't do this you my loose it. let say 20m/ph and a few tarraces your hindend is a little sore.
Friday, January 5, 2007
Brother Ira
'twas a stylish congregation; why you could see they had been around they had the bigest pipe organ ofany church in town. and over in the corner sat old brother Ira. Who insisted on singing in the choir every sunday. the choir stormed and bluster for brother ira sang to slow and use tunes in vogue a hundred years ago. at last the storm cloud burst and the church was told in vin that brother ira most stop his singing or the choir was going to resign.
So the pastor called into the vestery room a group of every influentail member. who subscribed more then they paid. and after asking God's guidance in a printed prayer or two. they put their heads together to decide just what to do. finally dear bother yoke (who made a million in the sudden rise of pork) arose and moved that a committee wait at once on brother ira and rake him widely for messing up the choir.
So, one afternoon at four three men in stylish cage rod up to brother ira's door they found the choir's trouble sitting in an arm chair with the summers golden beam lay upon his snow white hair. he was singing rock of ages in a soft low voice. the angels understood him that is all he cared to know.
said york. we here dear brother with the vesters accusation's to discuss a little matter that upsets the congregtion. now we do not what any singing accept what we have brought the newest tunes are all aranged, the old ones stand for nought. so we have dediced are you listening dear brother ira you most stop your singing you are messing up are chior.
The old man rraised his head a sign that he did hear. and on his cheek the three men caught a glitter of tear. and with a feeble hand he pushed back locks of snow white hair. and anwser the committee with a soft low vioce. i have sung the song of david nearly eighty year. they have been my staff and comfort along life deary way. i'm sorry if i have disturb the choir. i guess i was doing wrong. i wonder i f beyond the tide that is braking at my feet in that far off heavenly masion where my savior i should meet. i wonder if i should try to sing the songs of god up higher. wonder if they will church me for singing in heavens choir.
silence filled the room, the old man bowed his head. the cage rattle back to town, but brother ira was dead. oh, the choir missed him for awhile. but soon he was forgotten. a few church members watch the door but the old man entered nought. and far away his voice is sweet where he sings to his hearts desire. where there are no church comittees or fashionable choirs.
We all know people like brother ira. let's make thier last years here on earth as pleastent as possible.
So the pastor called into the vestery room a group of every influentail member. who subscribed more then they paid. and after asking God's guidance in a printed prayer or two. they put their heads together to decide just what to do. finally dear bother yoke (who made a million in the sudden rise of pork) arose and moved that a committee wait at once on brother ira and rake him widely for messing up the choir.
So, one afternoon at four three men in stylish cage rod up to brother ira's door they found the choir's trouble sitting in an arm chair with the summers golden beam lay upon his snow white hair. he was singing rock of ages in a soft low voice. the angels understood him that is all he cared to know.
said york. we here dear brother with the vesters accusation's to discuss a little matter that upsets the congregtion. now we do not what any singing accept what we have brought the newest tunes are all aranged, the old ones stand for nought. so we have dediced are you listening dear brother ira you most stop your singing you are messing up are chior.
The old man rraised his head a sign that he did hear. and on his cheek the three men caught a glitter of tear. and with a feeble hand he pushed back locks of snow white hair. and anwser the committee with a soft low vioce. i have sung the song of david nearly eighty year. they have been my staff and comfort along life deary way. i'm sorry if i have disturb the choir. i guess i was doing wrong. i wonder i f beyond the tide that is braking at my feet in that far off heavenly masion where my savior i should meet. i wonder if i should try to sing the songs of god up higher. wonder if they will church me for singing in heavens choir.
silence filled the room, the old man bowed his head. the cage rattle back to town, but brother ira was dead. oh, the choir missed him for awhile. but soon he was forgotten. a few church members watch the door but the old man entered nought. and far away his voice is sweet where he sings to his hearts desire. where there are no church comittees or fashionable choirs.
We all know people like brother ira. let's make thier last years here on earth as pleastent as possible.
Thursday, January 4, 2007
I caved
So I have a blog now. you will hear from me more.
There is not alot happening right now.
I am going to go get deer tags for high powered rifle season today, it starts the 15 of jan.
I will be in Ill. the next 2 weekends.
There is not alot happening right now.
I am going to go get deer tags for high powered rifle season today, it starts the 15 of jan.
I will be in Ill. the next 2 weekends.
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