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Strange doors that I just feel led to go through . . .

Some of you are aware that I created a little "company" recently.
Water Walker Lanyards and Lures.
I have loved fishing all my life. In the past several years, I began "fly fishing" with the support of guys around here . . . Thomas Milyo, Jim Peterson and Kevin Mitchell.
A couple of years ago, I started making homemade fly fishing lanyards. Go here to see pictures of what I am talking about. Recently, some of the laynards I have given away; well, people who got them told me they were not half bad. Someone suggested I try to sell some.
So I said to myself, "Self . . . maybe we could sell some!" So, with counsel from Jim Peterson, Sean Simon, my wife and oldest daughter, all good business people . . . I started my little company. One employee, yours truly . . . and one little 2 x 4 foot table in my study at home.
My goal . . . is not to make a million dollars. Although that would be nice, I guess.
My goal . . . is to see if my hobby can help me…

An early Friday morning meditation . . .

I'm looking out my dining area window this morning.   A little after 8 AM.  The sun is up and the angle of the sun's rays are coming across my back yard.  My neighbors very tall pink flowered crepe myrtle tree is in full summer bloom, thanks is part to the 4-5 days of rains showers we have had here.  All my potted plants seem to be thriving.  And, wouldn't you know it . . . I notice several new blossoms on my tomato plants!!!  And I have a least 3 green bell peppers to pick, along with a nice looking eggplant!
Man, if I had planted some okra this year . . . we would be eating really good this weekend.
The leaves on my large oak tree, located next to my back yard deck, are filtering the light of the sun.  Leaves on the outside of the tree canopy are almost a greenish silver, while the leaves inside the canopy are a deep dark green, with just a hint of silver on their edges.
There are humming birds working around the blossoms on my two very large Turks Cap, oh how they dart…

I am often asked to recommend a study Bible . . .

Here are my quick answers . . .

1) Life Application Study Bible

I have an old NRSV translation of this Bible (no longer in print), along with a New Living Translation. I have use of an NIV translation in our church library next door to my office. I enjoy the study notes, which in my opinion do not tell you what to believe, but offer instead some good, thoughtful suggestions on how to apply Scripture to your life. This study Bible comes in 4-5 translations.

2) Thompson Chain Reference Bible

I have my late Methodist Preacher grandfathers old Thompson KJV. I have used one on and off for over 25 years. My current Thompson is a large print NIV. This is one of the best quality made Bibles, and I expect to hand-it-down to one of my daughters or grand children later in life. The genuine leather versions are that well built.

The Thompson is not, by definition, a true Study Bible, as there are no commentary notes. The reference materials may be a little dated scholastically . . . but following the c…

FYI . . . when you submit comments . . .

As a rule, I will not publish comments from anyone who signs in as "anonymous."

Whether I agree or disagree with what you say, I just don't feel like I owe you a hearing when you will not share who you are.

Also, if you make a comment, but prefer it not be posted, as several of you routinely do (and which is fine with me), then please let me know/state that clearly, and I will respect your wishes.

Ever forward . . . ><>

It has been a busy summer . . .

Our recent rains have cooled things down a bit.   It is showering outside as I type this, and I find myself in an early Monday morning reflective mood of sorts.   I am a flaming extrovert if there ever was one . . . yet, I find that lately I have been drawn to practice a bit of early morning meditation and prayer.
I have been journaling my morning prayers this past couple of weeks.  Re-reading them has brought into perspective, for me at least, a better personal understanding of Christian ordinances.
An ordinance is any kind of regular daily spiritual practice which keeps you close to, and in love with God.    Journaling is an ordinance for me, yet I only journal is "seasons."  I only tend to do it when I know, or expect to  have a time of trial, or when I know a big decision is coming up.  
My oldest daughter's wedding is September 20.  
The key to journaling for me, is re-reading the journal.   Re-reading my handwritten entries is a challenge in and of itself, because my h…

For those who asked about the fishing lure I used last week . . .

Last Thursday, I had one of those fishing days you dream about.  Thomas and Jim and I went out to Lake Grapevine after our Thursday morning Iron Men Breakfast and Bible Study.   In two hours of fishing, we caught over 50 sand bass.    I caught all my fish on a Cotton Cordell CC Spoon.
This lure, surprisingly, has a lot of action.  If you have a couple of these lures, and a few Little George's, then you will do well catching Sand Bass on Lake Grapevine.   Chrome, in my opinion, is the best color.
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Another new fishing and inter-faith friend . . .

On Luciano Chavez' Tales of a Texas Flyfisher blog, I noticed a pretty peculiar, but very intersteing link . . . The Fly Fishing Rabbi.

Hey . . . I'm a Methodist preacher . . . You just know I had to click on that link, right? Oh, I am glad I did.

Rabbi Eric Eisenkramer serves as the spiritual leader of Temple Shearith Israel in Ridgefield, CT. He was born and raised in St. Louis, Missouri, where he discovered his love of fly fishing. He has a great blog . . . and was very kind to use something I sent him as my submission to a survey he recently posted where he asked "Why do you fly fish?" Look for my answer to question #2.

I am going to send Eric a fly fishing lanyard, and hope we can continue to correspond.

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A new fishing friend . . .

Every so often, you meet some really great people in this blogosphere thing we do.
Luciano Chavez writes the Tales of Texas Flyfisher blog.  He fishes a lot on the San Gabriel River, Brushy Creek and Llano Rivers, and down on the Texas Gulf Coast, mostly wade fishing or while using a kayak.  
I love the guy already!
 He and I have been corresponding, and he was gracious enough to send me some flies he tied for me to try out at my local pond at the park and at Lake Grapevine.  I am sending him a couple of fly fishing lanyards for he and his son, and another 3 he is going to take with him when he makes a presentation at the Austin Fly Fishing Club in September.
Let me tell you, the flies he sent me are works of art!  I don't know if I want to get them wet or risk losing them!  The olive beadhead wooly buggers he tied are 10 times better looking than the ones I get at Bass Pro or at Cabela's.   And the little crawfish pattern he sent me . . . oh my God (I can say that you know, I am …

No, I am not yet officially endorsing Apple notebook computers . . .

But . . . I am now using one.

Why you ask? And I knew you would ask that . . .

My Dell Inspiron gave up the ghost after a long battle with various electrical and programmatic demons of various kinds. In other words . . . I tried to change some settings so it would work with my new wireless router . . . and I screwed up the operating system. The only option I have is to pay someone to hack into it, if possible, and restore a new password program, if possible.

It gave me 4-5 good years of service . . . but it was heavy . . . and always ran real hot to the touch.

With a wedding coming up (that I am expected to pay for) . . . buying a new computer is not the wisest way to spend money.

So, my daughter and her fiance came to my rescue, and now I have my daughter's old Imac notebook computer.

My future son-in-law, to my complete surprise and pleasure, is an Apple computer expert of sorts . . . and before you know it . . . I have an Apple notebook that has Word and Excel, and works off my wirel…

Funnies from my mom . . . the retired teacher . . .

TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?

LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand. ______________________________________

TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?

SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook. ______________________________

TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?

CLYDE: No, sir. It's the same dog.
My good friend and fishing buddy, Thomas Milyo. A great outdoorsman, and like Jim, a wonderul man.

My friendship with Thomas also makes me a rich man.

Ever forward . . . ><>

My good friend and fishing buddy, Jim Peterson. A great outdoorsman, and a wonderful human being.

His friendship makes me a rich man.

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It has been a while since I caught a big fish . . .

Actually, it's been a while since I caught any kind of decent sized fish . . .

I am an expert at catching really small fish . . .

But this morning, amidst wind and waves caused by the remnants of our recent Tropical Storm Eduardo . . . I nailed a 10lb+ freshwater smallmouth buffalo on a slab spoon.

Fishing experts and good friends, Thomas Milyo and Jim Peterson, helped me out, as we fished out of Thomas' boat. I was using a Cordell C.C. Spoon that Jim tied on my line for me.

We let this fish go back into to water after pictures . . . then I found out a little while ago after researching on the www, that freshwater smallmouth buffalo are very good eating fish.

Oh well . . .

I say it again . . . and again . . . and again . . .

Family and good friends to share the joys of life with . . . make me a very, very rich man.

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A unique central Texas resource . . .

My mom lives down in Salado, TX, an historic old stagecoach town that is now a pleasant little village just south of Temple / Belton on I-35. A very lovely little community with shops, Scottish Clan reunions, and lots of lights at Christmas time. It is mainly known as the long time home of the historic Stage Coach Inn and Restaurant.

However, if you are ever in Salado on Friday or Saturday . . . please, please, please try to go by and catch the show at the Salado Silver Spur Theater. Mom took my wife and I to the Saturday afternoon matinee to see their annual summer melodrama.

It was a hoot as we were led to cheer the hero and boo the villian, whose name was Snidley Whiplash, IV. During the fall and spring, they show famous silent movies, have live vaudiville entertainment, and host the occassional concert or two (as well as the Bush wedding rehearsal dinner).

The Salado Silver Spur Theater is a rare Texas gem.

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