The Giraffe and the Lady Bug

Children Sermons from the Cutting Room Floor

I have decided to start a new, perhaps weekly installment on our blog about children sermons I come up with that never quite make it to church. Here goes...

Hi kids, glad to see you here today. Well, what is coming up this week. That's right, halloween. What are you going to dress up as?

You know, adults wear masks too. That's right boys and girls, especially when adults come to church they like to put on masks that hide their true selves. Its ok to wear masks at halloween, but don't be like your parents who wear masks to church.

Let's pray together... Dear Jesus, please help us not to become like our parents. Amen.

Last week the girls and I made fall cookies. We cut out cookies in the shape of pumkins, leaves and acorns and then decorated them with frosting. I regret that I do not have and pictures of the rolling out the dough and cutting out the cookies. It was an amazing mess. Here are some pics of the good times.

I Love Telemarketers

I just got a phone call from a person who asked to speak with Mr. or Mrs. Church Methodist. I told him that they don't live here anymore.

we might have been wrong...

So I think that little thomas might not actually be a boy. In the case that thomas does in fact turn out to be a girl the name will be changed to Elizabeth Cady Stanton Bradley, after one of the mothers of the womens rights movement (Girls, we owe our right to vote in great part because of her) (I think she looks more like elizabeth then Susan B Anthony). We'll call her Betsy for short.

Another Softball Update

Well friends, as I had hoped, I can report my first round-tripper of the year yesterday.

I also made a play in deep centerfield that makes Willy Mays' famous catch look like a walk in the park. Running to my left I leaped at least 4 feet in the air (maybe just 1 0r 2, but it felt like 4) to catch a high line drive. As I was coming down I transferred the ball into my cannon, wheeled around, and fired a one-hop strike to homeplate to keep the runner at third from tagging and scoring. Andrea and the girls were at the game and can verify all this.

Oh yeah, Ava does a great job cheering for me. They sat in the stands right outside the fence where the on-deck circle is. When I was on deck, I walked over to the fence where Ava was standing, holding my bat on my shoulder. I said, "Hi Sweetie, I'm glad you are here to watch." She replied, "Daddy, don't hit me." (I have never threatened Ava with a bat, I promise!)