Joe, a custom hay cutter, was having a terrible time finding his
van in the jungles of Belize.

He had left his custom cutting job and gone into the wild jungles
of Belize to look for and try to trap the van, but so far he had been
unsuccessful. He had been living up in a tree for a while now, just
watching for this mysterious, elusive and ugly Astro van. He had been
here now for several weeks. Most of the day he just sat there with his
high-powered rifle, ready to shoot at the van when and if it would come
near. He once had briefly seen it in the distance, but he had made the
mistake of trying to trail it and follow it. He lost sight of it and when he
came back to camp he found camp had been ransacked. All his packs
were broken open and most of the food was gone. From that day on he
pledged eternal vengeance on the whole race of Astro vans.

He picked up his rifle and what was left of his food, and set off on
the trail again of the elusive van that by now had taken off to another
part of the jungle. For days he warily tracked the van, keeping a sharp
lookout for ambush.

One day as he walked along he muttered to himself, “If I ever
catch that van I will drive it until it wears out!”

The van, at that moment was hiding behind a huge palm tree and
overheard him and shuddered at the meaning of those words. It knew it
was time to act, so with a chugging, rattling roar, (so particular to Astro
vans) it leaped upon the unsuspecting hunter.
Now Joe had seen the van just before it leaped upon him, but still
he barely had time to prepare for the vicious onslaught. He picked up a
stout club and struck! The club, with a terrible passion behind it,
smashed into the engine. The van lay still. It had surrendered.

“And now” growled Joe, “I’ll drive you till you wear right out.”
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    So the other day I came across this story and cracked up and had to post it! It was written by my cousin, Trev, from St. Marys around 5 or 6 years ago.... Some of u may even know him! And thanx trev for allowing me to post this! Props to Joe the astro Hunter! peace peoples :)

...The Reason...

     We hear about it all the time. We read about it, yet how much do we actually think about it? Taking Christ out of Christmas. This year as December approached a few of my friends and I were talking about Christmas, what we liked about it, and so on. Caroling, being with friends all the time, gift giving, you get the picture. But, thinking back, we left out the most important part. We left out the essence of Christmas. Not one did "the reason for the season" get brought up! Jesus Christ, the True Reason. That really got me thinking! Surely I / You / We are not scared to talk about it?! OR-  Is it because it actually slips our minds? My friends and I are Christians. Jesus is the central theme of my life so I say, but do I actually get so caught up with the rush, with the activities, the "hustle and bustle" of the season, so to speak, that i forget about the most important part?    
     Please, don't get me wrong. I love everything that comes with it, and I should. I do not think God requires that I not look forward to the activities etc. Its just, well... how about let's not let our focus get off..... the Reason. 


 ~Peace~

!!!A Poem I Love!!!

S L O W D A N C E:

Have you ever watched kids
on a merry-go-round?

Or listened to the rain
slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down
Don’t dance so fast

Time is short
The music won’t last

Do you run through each day
On the fly

When you ask “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done,
do you lie in your bed

With the next hundred chores
running through your head?

You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast

Time is short
The music won’t last

Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow?

And in your haste,
not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die

‘Cause you never had time
To call and say “Hi”?

You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast

Time is short
The music won’t last

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift….Thrown away…

Life is not a race.
Do take it slower

Hear the music
Before the song is over. 

Take time to live life, and do the slow dance! :) peace guys!!!!!

I have a Reason

     " I have a Reason", He said. " It is in My Plan."

     "Why God?" I cried. " Can You pleas tell me why? I mean, I know you're good and all. I know that You loved him; I know that You have a Reason, but, why? " I buried my face, my thoughts in a tumult.

     Softly, God picked me up; He held me, and wiped away my tears. All was silent, and than, He said, "I have a Reason. It is in My Plan. "

     "But, you already..."

     "Shhh, be still. Have patience."

     I sat, quietly waiting, feeling shamed, yet still, though my lips were silent, my brains was whispering.... Why? why? why?

     Then, He spoke.... "I looked down, and I saw him, your friend. I was speaking to him for a long time... I was working with him. Daughter, every time a prayer was sent to Me, interceding for him, his soul, I spoke to him. I talked to him, and he was listening. Slowly, he began to change. He read My Book, and I spoke. He visited My House, I spoke. He talked to Me, and again I spoke. We talked through song. Dear one, I looked down on him, and I saw that door opening., and quietly, I spoke. I looked down and saw him, a sinner. He had had such a hard life, Satan had bombarded him for so long, and now, he was opening his hearts door. I loved him, and than, that morning, I saw him again. He had struggled enough, and it was time to take him Home. I allowed that accident to happen. No child, it was not mere Time and Chance, and in the minutes after the accident, I spoke to him. I told him I loved him, and that I wanted to help him to the Other Side. Gently, ohhh so gently, I picked him up, and took him to be with Me. It was, My Plan..."

     It grew quiet, and as I sat, a feeling of awe crept over me, and through my tears, I looked up, and embraced my Father.