maybe so, maybe no

I work too hard for everything I have. TOO HARD! I am talking about getting a second job as well, and maybe a third. I am good at working, thats about the only thing I am good at. I dont mind helping someone out once in a while. Thats what friends do. However, when I feel as though I should help with something that is out of my control, I do try too. I cant do it this time. I want too, but the more I think about it, the madder I get. I have no ties to this, and I dont wanna leave anyone stuck either. I am way too nice. WAY TOO NICE! I give and give and give and give, but what is given to me? I have a couple friends that would be there for me at the drop of a hat. I know that, they know that. On this one however, I feel like I am letting someone down. I shouldnt feel like that, but I do.

Hola Heela Ho

I was just thinking about what I was doing ten years ago. I was about to turn 19. I would have already been at Camp Don Lee, getting ready to be a camp counselor. That meant that parents were leaving their children in my car for weeks at a time. I had a group of two week campers, and whenI got the sheet to see who was in my group, there were two kids from my hometown. Elizabeth and Rebecca. Their parents were like, wait we know you! It was alot of fun that week. we lead a all-camp vespers. It was a hit! There is nothing like a Hobie Cat halyard connected to a campfire and a roll of tp on fire on it to start the fire. pull the string and then we had fire! I have always said that the one place that i felt the most spirtual or closest to my religion was at Camp Don Lee. The camp songs, (I think I was the only person who still knows the hand motions to Witch Doctor) the Indian Jones, Superman, Take me out to the Ballgame blessings. Those were good times. However, even now, if you catch me and my cousin in the right mood we will sing a Camp Don Lee blessing at a holiday dinner! I miss that place.

* I know of this place by the sea and I often think of what its done for me.
I use to take long walks to the end of the pier and many nights i'd even shed a tear.
I often wonder if I'll ever return to the place i long to be.
I learned how to swim and canoe in the creek,
Lord, I wanna know if I will ever return to see the beauty of this place.
Walk along the time river shore to see God's amazing grace.
Lord, please take me back now just one more time to the place I long to be that place for me is.... Camp Don Lee
-1999 Sammy Hudson

or
Theres a place that I love best
hola he hola ho
its a spot that God has blessed
hola heela ho
oh it means so much to me
hola he
hola ho
whats its name why Camp Don Lee
hola heela ho
when from Don Lee we depart
hola he hola ho
may there be in every heart
hola heela ho
some new meaning of god love
hola he hola ho
as we seek his will above
hola heela ho

Thanks for coming to Camp Don Lee and HAVE A GREAT SUMMER!!!! -Rev. John A. Farmer every Saturday morning after breakfast!

hypnotize the moon

She knew she caught my eye
And that was all it took
Ain't it just strange how forever changed
With just one look
The magic filled the night
She touched my soul like no one else
Yes, the way that woman made me feel
Left me talking to myself
You better run for cover
You better hide your heart
'Cause once you start to love her
You know you'll never stop
She shines like a diamond
When she walks into a room
She can charm the stars
Hypnotize the moon.
Once I held her close
I knew just where I stood
No, you never get a second chance
To ever feel so good
Then and there I knew
These words were etched in stone
If you can't feel the power of
The greatest love you've known
You better run for cover
You better hide your heart
'Cause once you start to love her
You know you'll never stop
She shines like a diamond
When she walks into a room
She can charm the stars
Hypnotize the moon.

Fall

Oh, look, there you go again
Puttin' on that smile again
Even though I know you've had a bad day
Doin' this and doin' that
Always puttin' yourself last
A whole lotta give and not enough take
But you can only be strong so long before you break
So fall
Go on and fall apart
Fall into these arms of mineI'll catch you
Everytime you fall
Go on and lose it all
Every doubt, every fear,
Every worry, every tear,I'm right here
Baby, fall
Forget about the world tonight
All that's wrong and all that's right
Lay your head on my shoulder, and let it fade away
And if you wanna let go, baby, its okay
Fall
Go on and fall apart
Fall into these arms of mine I'll catch you
Everytime you fall
Go on and lose it all
Every doubt, every fear,
Every worry, every tear,I'm right here
Baby fall
Hold on, hold on,
Hold on to me
Fall
Go on and fall apart
Fall into these arms of mine
I'll catch you
Everytime you fall
Go on and lose it all
Every doubt, every fear,
Every worry, every tear,
I'm right hereBaby fall

homosexuality and the church

By J. Richard Peck*May 1, 2008 FORT WORTH, Texas (UMNS)Following an emotional day in which delegates debated issues related to homosexuality, Chicago Area Bishop Hee-Soo Jung told The United Methodist Church’s legislative assembly that people on each side of the controversy are living out Christian values.
Bishop Hee-Soo Jung delivers the morning sermon. He said both those who want the church to be more flexible -- more open -- and those who want the church to be clear about boundaries – more pure -- embody biblical values, “and both are right.”



WOW! Thats all I gotta say.

my teenage years

I’m travelin’ down the road,I’m flirtin’ with disaster.
I’ve got the pedal to the floor,My life is running faster.
I’m out of money, I’m out of hope,It looks like self destruction.
Well how much more can we take,With all of this corruption.
Been flirtin’ with disaster,Y’all know what I mean.
And the way we run our lives,It makes no sense to me.
I don’t know about yourself or,What you want to be - yeah.
When we gamble with our time,We choose our destiny.
I’m travelin’ down that lonesome road.
Feel like I’m dragging a heavy load.
Yeah! I’ve tried to turn my head away,Feels about the same most every day.
Speeding down the fast lane,Playin’ from town to town.
The boys and I have been burnin’ it up,Can’t seem to slow it down.
I’ve got the pedal to the floor,Our lives are runnin’ faster,
Got our sights set straight ahead,But ain’t sure what we’re after.
Flirtin’ with disaster,Y’all know what I mean.
You know the way we run our lives,It makes no sense to me.
I don’t know about yourself or,What you plan to be - yea!!
When we gamble with our time,We choose our destiny.
Yeah!! we’re travelin’ down that lonesome road.
Feel like I’m dragging a heavy load.
Don’t try to turn my head away,I’m flirtin’ with disaster every day.
Flirtin’ with disaster, baby,Y’all know what I mean.
You know the way we run our lives,It makes no sense to me.
I don’t know about yourself or,What you plan to be - yea!!
When we gamble with our time,We choose our destiny.
Yeah!! we’re travelin’ down that lonesome road.
Feel like I’m dragging a heavy load.
Don’t try to turn my head away,I’m flirtin’ with disaster every day

crazy days

Another thing, I heard this song today, and it sums me up to a T

Cowboy up , Dust yourself off, get back in the saddle, give it one more try. Sweat and blood takes all you got, 'cause the raod to heaven is a hell of a ride, the tough get going when the going gets tough, so you know you cowboy up.

My family History

I’m the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to the farmer’s daughter
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-p-plowerChug a lug a luggin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester
Three miles of cars layin’ on their horns
Fallin’ on deaf ears of corn
Lined up behind me like a big parade
Of late to work road raged jerksShoutin’ obscene words flippin’ me the bird
Well you may be on a state paved road
But that blacktop runs through my payload
Excuse me for tryin’ to do my job
But this year ain’t been no bumper crop
If you don’t like the way I’m a drivin’Get back on the interstate
Otherwise sit tight and be niceAnd quit yer honkin’ at me that way
Cause I’m a son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to a farmer’s daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I’m a lifetime sponsor of the F.F.A.
Hay!
That’s what I makeI make a lotta hay for a little pay
But I’m proud to say
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my a p-p-p-plowerChug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester
Well I know you got your own deadlines
But cussin’ me ain’t savin’ no time hoss
This big-wheeled wide load ain’t goin’ any faster
So just smile and wave and tip your hat
To the man up on the tractor
Cause I’m a son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to a farmer’s daughter
I got two boys in the county 4-H
I’m a lifetime sponsor of the F.F.A.
Hay!
That’s what I makeI make a lot of hay for a little pay
But I’m proud to say
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-plowerChug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-plowerChug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester!

Thoughts in my head

So, I once got told that people who farm, are ignorant and uneducated. All I have to say to that is this " You may be on a state paved road, but that blacktop runs through my payload." So, dont say I come from ignorant uneducated people, because you have no idea. Work in in a tobacco field once, and then come talk to me. My grandfather (though I never got to meet him), had to have been pretty damn smart, he was attending UNC planning to go to Law School then he got drafted. Law School, he had to be pretty smart for that. However, after the war, he took up the cause of farming and made a very very good living. I am sure that he could have done just as well as a lawyer. Sorry for the rant about that.