Archive | November, 2009

Glad its done???

10 Nov

(A funny from

There was this lady who was visiting a church for the first time one Sunday. The sermon seemed to go on forever, and many in the congregation actually fell asleep.

After the service, to be social, she walked up to a very sleepy looking gentleman, extended her hand in greeting, and said, “Hello, I’m Gladys Dunn.”

The man replied, “You’re not the only one, ma’am. I’m glad it’s done, too!”


Have you been there?? A sermon. A funeral. Even a wedding when the speaker didn’t seem to know when to finish or how to finish. And it bothers us. And we get uncomfortable. And we stop listening, we disengage, and worship ceases in our hearts.

Worship is a state of our hearts, NOT a program or specific order of things. When we worship we proclaim the WORTH of God in our hearts! And God is worth FAR MORE than we can imagine … and He is certainly WORTH our rapt attention!

In fact, instead of being glad it’s done, shouldn’t we be thirsting for more?? Where are YOU in all of this?

Are YOU Passionate about your job?

5 Nov

Well, are you?? People can tell …

A lifelong ambition for any person should be to find a vocation that God calls them to. And this shouldn’t scare you: God calls His people into ALL FIELDS. God doesn’t just call ministers and missionaries: He calls dentists, clerks, teachers, plumbers … well, you get the idea. One of the most important things we can do is FIND that calling and fulfill it!

So, are you in a vocation, or just a job?? There is a difference! A job is something we dread, something we attend. At a job we mark time. A vocation is a life’s calling. At a vocation we find purpose and meaning. Where a job is something we just do, a vocation is something in which we can invest our lives. We actually like it, and the passion for it spills out into what we do.

And, those around us can tell the difference. Believe me. So which are you???

Another Funny from Mikey … Thought you needed to read it!

3 Nov

(apologies to Dr. Seuss)

I love my job, I love the pay, I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss and he’s the best. I love HIS boss and all the rest.
I love my office and it’s location. I hate to have to take vacation.
I love my desk, drab and gray, and love those paper piles each day.
I love my chair in my padded cell; there’s nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers. I love their leers ‘n jeers ‘n sneers.
I love my computer and all its ware; I hug it often to show I care.
I love each program and every file; I even try using it once in a while.
I’m happy to be here, I am, I am…I’m the happiest slave to my Uncle Sam.
I love this work; I love these chores; I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job AND I’ll say it again, I even love these friendly men:
These men who’ve come to visit today, in lovely white coats to take me away!


Blessed are those who hunger and thirst, for they are sticking to their diets.

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