tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353656481602463462012-02-17T20:07:03.976-05:00My response to those that ask, "How are things over at Search?" A job I love and I am extraordinarily blessed to be a part of the staff spreading the truth nationwide every week....Craighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04835991624356843858noreply@blogger.comBlogger481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-835365648160246346.post-21067363617244717632009-06-19T17:00:00.004-04:002009-06-19T17:30:41.954-04:00

This ain't your Grannie's library. No sir. We got bright colored walls, dark curtains and a drum set! Jack's room wasn't done before we left for camp. Tandy got started on it as soon as everybody left town Sunday and by that evening was finished. Jack wanted an orange wall. When we were at church on Wednesday getting help with the pre-mentioned squares and I mentioned that the North wall, (

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So, having painted the girls room, Tandy moved on to Jeff's room later that week. Jeff had settled on a two color scheme, which in itself is fine, but rather than having different colors on separate walls he wanted squares. Squares! Anyway, Tandy said, "yes, ok." I have since been trying to teach Tandy a new word that many would consider the linear opposite of yes. Well, the damage was done,

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Tandy was going to surprise everyone by painting rooms and installing new curtainry and bedstuffs while we were gone to camp. The secret got out though and on Amanda's birthday while Jack and I were out helping a friend with his blown-down fence, Tandy asked Amanda if she wanted to see her paint color and Amanda replied, "Cool, can we paint too?"So, after a couple of hours of helping a friend I

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So, how do you make a house, a home? Little by little. 21774, formerly route 1 box 110A, has been home for me for a long, long time even though things have changed over the years. I can't run and play on the other side of the creek like I did when I was younger because there are some trees down and it has grown over a little bit. But, it was never really mine until I signed papers for it 2

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For this reason a man shall leave his father and his mother, and be joined to his wife; and they shall become one flesh. Genesis 2:24 (NASB)Well, there you have it. It's pretty simple really. Man grows up, man leaves home, finds a helper, ("It is not good for man to be alone."), becomes one with his wife, and eventually, (with a few exceptions), become father and mother and the process begins

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It has been 1 year and 3 days since I posted on this blog. As I look back through the posts I see that it started out much like a self-counseling journal with a lot of posts dealing with feeling and hurts. Over time it moved into thoughts and ideas, musings and random irritations, and then finally, the post on the Expelled movie I guess would be considered political.So, why am I back?I was a

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"Expelled: No Intelligence Allowed".......Go See ItYes, it's a documentary. Yes, you will probably learn something. At a movie no less. But to hear World renowned leading Evolutionist and God-hater Richard Dawkins explain the origin of life here on earth is by itself worth the price of admission. I mean, I got the chuckles, but this lady in front of us was absolutely rolling with laughter.

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When the alarm clock goes off and the song on the radio is, "Why Can't We Be Friends?"It's 6:00 am and you've woken me up. Again. That's why.Click, snooooooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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I went to Jeff's last ball games on Saturday and then home to clean out the garage a little bit (we are still moving in). Nothing terribly exciting. Although Jeff's last game was pretty exciting. They lost on a last second shot that hung on the rim forever before falling through the net. Other than that, the kids went to their mom's house, Tandy took Elizabeth over to a friend's birthday party

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January 30, 1929 - November 11, 2003Jack Dodgen"You can't choose your family"It's a quote usually used in jokes about dysfunctional families. In my case it's a blessing. I could not have chosen for myself anyone better than the father I was blessed by God to have. I was told not long ago by a friend, "You remind me of your father". It's the best compliment that I could hope to receive. I

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Amanda's first chorus event at Deer Creek was a music and dessert review. It's an idea that was new to me, but it was a pretty good one. I mean, who would argue with free dessert while being serenaded? There were 2 long tables loaded with all kinds of dessert from homemade to store bought and 2 risers set up for a high school choir and a middle school choir. It was pretty crowded there, in the

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I hadn't seen my friend Chuck in years. In fact, I pretty much gave up on seeing him. The last time he was here was for work-related training and he said then that he had pretty much reached the end of the classes for his line of work and he wasn't sure when or if he would return. Then, a couple of months ago, a mutual friend asked for my new address and how to get there so that he could pass it

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Not when you haven't ever run on a team before. But Jeff improved from having never run to finishing in 11th position in his last meet this year. He was close to running in the district race the next week, but not quite, maybe he'll do that next year. They started out back behind the school, about 10 different schools were there. I saw Jeff in the middle of the pack and he saw me too and

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Today is Wednesday, Oct. 10, the 283rd day of 2007. There are 82 days left in the year.On this date in the year:1775 - General William Howe is named the interim commander in chief of the British army in America, replacing Lieutenant General Thomas Gage. He was permanently appointed to the post in April 17761780 - A powerful storm slams the islands of the West Indies, killing more than 20,000

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I've only once or twice tried to take pictures of fireworks and they just haven't come out very good at all usually. I'm much better at taking pictures of roses that have just been rained on. And, while I'm thinking about it Annaleise, you are quite welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed it. It's pretty rare I think that you have enough available light to take pictures of fireworks, but when you are

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Centennial day at the fair was Thursday the 13th and tickets were only 100 cents each. What a deal! Regular ticket prices were 8 dollars for adults so I saved almost 45 dollars on the entrance fee. Tandy entered two items in the fair this year, which was the other reason for going on opening day. As I understand it, we were far too excited to wait until the weekend to see how we fared at the

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Whoever should happen to pass by today, this rose is for you.

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April 19, 1929 - August 14, 2006"Live a good life."Bernice Dodgen1. She believed in the promise.2. She was faithful. That is to say, she was full of faith.3. She was one of God's people.4. She worked hard and was diligent.5. She was bold.6. She lived a good (Godly) life.Most of my last words to her came from the bible. Emphasis is mine. Hebrews 4The Promise of Rest1 Therefore, since a promise

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Friday afternoon Amanda reported to me that while she was outside playing in the considerably larger than normal creek, she heard a cracking noise and then this tree just fell over. I didn't make out which tree it was from her description, but it turns out that it was a large cottonwood. A very large and old cottonwood tree and perhaps the tallest one on the property. Now it's just the longest

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17 days and counting.It has been raining for 17 days today. Everyday. Just the other day I was commenting, to anyone willing to listen, that having lived here my entire life I could not remember this many days of rain in one spring. It rained the week before the wedding. It rained the week of the wedding. In fact the day before, and the day of the wedding, the rain was absolutely torrential.

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Last Saturday I left the house fairly early, (for me anyway) to go and help a friend work on his car. Tandy said she had an errand to run and wanted to go to Lowe's and look at some paint for the entry hall. I said great and maybe look at light fixtures too and see what you might like, then I went on about the day's business. Well, the car fix did take longer than I first thought, (I'm a little

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I think I remember mentioning it rained on our wedding night. Torrential rains in fact. Anyway the next day was perfect. We went to a bed and breakfast in Guthrie for the weekend. Tandy didn't know what I had planned even though she had tried to pry it out of me several times. I had teased her more than once telling her that I thought we'd just stay at home since the kids would not be there.

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Now that I know for sure it has been received by the giftee, I'm going to brag on Tandy a bit and show off the needlework she did for Louise Jane Wilson. Tandy was really working hard to get it done before she arrived, but didn't quite make it since Louise came a day or two early. Still, I was pretty impressed with the amount of work that was done in about 2 weeks time. The pictures don't really

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No promises of daily blogs this time. But I will try to catch up on events of the spring in not-to-distant future blog postings. Here's the Reader's Digest version of the Dodgen's spring 2007:1 Got married March 302 Had the "mini-moon" that weekend at a local B&B.3 Began moving Tandy into the house that following week. (Busy week)4 Had my main editing computer at work crash, and tried to produce

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Had a sale at mom's house this last weekend. The "Estate Sale." Sounds like a big deal deal to say it or write it like that. Can't you hear the deep, loud announcer's voice? Estate Sale. In fact, when I mentioned we were having a sale at mom's most people asked is it a just a garage sale, or is it an Estate Sale? Sounds like a big deal, but it looked like a garage sale to me. Or a yard sale,

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When it comes to mystery gifts or mystery dinners I'll take my chances with the gift every time thank you. We had a party thrown for us (Tandy and I) by the Search office for our wedding. It was Kerry's doing and he is very inventive. Maybe I'll get him to share some of his ideas at holiday time someday. Anyway, he put together a mystery dinner for us. I guess it's not a new concept, but it was

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Well, I'm really not doing so good with the one-a-day post thing. Here I am at work with not so much to do that I can't blog it up a little but, alas, notes that I need to finish one blog are sitting at home right next to my camera, which is needed to finish some others. Sigh......One reason I'm so far behind these days is the result of a crash. I was pleasantly working away on a project at home

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For a while we thought that Noah might row up in time for the wedding, but I guess he missed the turn at the I-40 junction. The current was pretty strong on the new I-35 and I-40 riverways. It stands to reason that for as long as the drought was that when rain did finally come, it would all come at one time. But, after a brief stay in a sheltered room, we got started on time and everything

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The pear season in Oklahoma is pretty short. Usually it is anyway. My pear trees (Bradford) are in full bloom these days. Unfortunately, most years they begin to bloom and we get one more freeze and they all fall off. Or, they'll go full bloom and you say, "Hey, I should take pictures of those pretty trees." But, alas, the next day the wind is 50+mph and all your blooms end up in Kansas with

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The funniest thing happened the other day. I can't tell you about it though. I don't know what it is, but I'm not making it up. Something funny happened the other day somewhere, and if you had been there you would have been rolling. No kidding, it really happened.Somebody somewhere is sad beyond belief right now. I don't know who and I don't know where, but I'm not making it up. It's really

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We took a final tour of Mom and Dad's house weekend before last. It was a "take it if you want it day" because anything left at the end of the day is going in the estate sale. This is what life comes down to I guess. You can't take it with you so what were once treasured possessions has now become "stuff." A lot of the items though have become treasured possessions in other homes, thus being

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Ok, it's been awhile. I really didn't realize how long since the last post until my loyal readers (both of them) pointed out that I hadn't blogged in a long time. I haven't run out of thoughts, I've just been busy. I started teaching Bible class this month and have been concentrating on weekly study for class. It has, as usual, been a blessing, but it's also hard work and I like it. We are

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That's what it says on the cup at Sonic anyway. Crimson and Orange don't mix. So I ordered a Cowboy Cooler with my lunch yesterday, it was pretty good I guess, basically just orange soda. It came in a cup that said Crimson and Orange don't mix........In a Crimson and Orange cup. I took my cup to church last night to point out this contradiction to a man that attends there. He's a bigwig in

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Fortunately there was no traffic in the oncoming lanes so I was able to react and move over to avoid hitting her. She was concentrating intently on not hitting the vehicle in front of her (stopped), and so it likely would have been a bit of a surprise if I had indeed run into the rear of her vehicle which had just slid sideways into my lane in front of me. When I got up this morning it was not

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This world we live in, it can be very ugly at times.Maybe you've heard about or seen the new DVD formats that are available. HD-DVD and Blu-Ray discs. I just read recently a very interesting article suggesting that, much like it did in the VHS vs. Betamax debates, that the porn industry will play a major role in determining which format will become the most widely used. Let me just pause here a

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From the "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy":The Vogon began to read - a fetid little passage of his own devising. "Oh frettled gruntbuggly....." he began. Spasms wracked Ford's body - this was worse than ever he'd been prepared for. "... thy micturations are to me As plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee. Groop, I implore thee," continued the merciless Vogon, "my foonting turlingdromes." His

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Several of them actually. It wasn't all that long ago that I had never seen a deer in Oklahoma. I guess that's not terribly unusual, we always went hunting in Texas and for years I lived in the city, and there just aren't that many deer wandering around Oklahoma City. Now that I live North of Edmond it's not all that rare for me to see some every now and then. Sometimes along the highway and

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Old that is.You hear people say, "It's no fun getting old." I disagree. I've had a lot of fun getting old, it's being old that stinks.I'm getting more content to sit and watch a contest on television, but really I can't let go of the competition. I've got two boys that like to play basketball, and like to see if they can take it to the old man. We play on Sunday afternoons quite often and its a

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I thought that I would show off some the the gifts that Tandy made this year. She made these OSU blankets for the boys for christmas. They still aren't quite done yet, she is going to cross-stitch Pistol Pete in the remaining black square. She started out with a book pattern and then altered it to suit her needs. I went around the house taking pictures of ties, t-shirts, posters and hats to get

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I guess the memory is the first thing to go.......I was certain that it was Jackie that had started our mystery gift tradition, as reported in the prior post. However, she has informed me that she didn't. It was in fact my sister-in-law Terre that started the tradition. The gift that started it all was the homemade cocoa mix that had been in the family for years and Jackie won the gift that

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Several years ago, my sister Jackie started a family tradition. The mystery gift. For those of you that may happen by and don't know what this is, I'll give a brief explanation:The gift is a mystery because its contents is unknown to everyone, except the giver of course. Anyone playing the game can shake, sniff, jiggle, listen, weigh, bounce or do whatever short of opening the package, to get a

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We met one year ago today. It was at the year-end worship service at Edmond. I remember how nervous I was and thinking you were a lot shorter than I had thought you were. So I managed to mumble a few words, I don't think it even qualified as small talk and asked if I could call you sometime. Sure you said, but then you didn't answer your phone for 4 days because it was broken. I didn't know that

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Up and down days this holiday season, but the last few days have been pretty good. Christmas, as predicted, was different this year. Filled with a longing for some folks now gone, but it was not a sad christmas. After all, I got to spend time with a good portion of the people that I love the most in this world. We ate too much, we laughed together, we talked and played the "what did you get for..

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Funniest dumb criminal story I've read in a while. From the AP wire (foxnews.com):http://www.foxnews.com/wires/2006Dec18/0,4670,BadCrack,00.htmlLady gets a bad rock. (There's a good rock?) Is so distraught by the substandard goods she has purchased she seeks restitution at the nearest local complaint department officer (deputy sheriff). Takes the rock out of her mouth to show him its bad cocaine.

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In the midst of the turmoil and struggles detailed in the last post, I was gently reminded yesterday of who I am and where I came from. The reason these memories are so powerful and intense is because the people behind the memories were themselves a powerful influence on my life. And they were just plain good folks. Simple as that. I mean, no one has fond memories of a scoundrel, do they?Well

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Funny thing about storms, they can pop up suddenly, they can be brief or last for a while, they can be torrential or very mild. Usually though, you can sense them coming. The changing of the quality of light before a storm, the gathering of the clouds, the change in temperature, the scent of rain on the horizon, and let's not forget the change in pressure. Sadness and grief fit this pattern too.

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--Begin--First I will admit that I am behind. At devotional early this week Kerry said, "What do you think of the Congressman-elect (Keith Ellison) that wants to take his oath on the quran?"Why would he want to do that? Is he a muslim? (Told you I was behind). So, I did some reading up on the subject. Sure enough, our friends in Minnesota have elected a muslim to congress, and he wants to take

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The answer........42. Bonus points for anyone who gets the literary reference, (no it isn't in my list of favorite books). For those of you that don't know, the answer will be in an upcoming blog. How's that for a hook?Really though, let's talk turkey for a minute. As in Turkey Day 2006. I wasn't really keen on it this year what with recent changes in the family and all, but I got a wonderful

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