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Thanks for checking out our page. Mary and I have two children, both married. Sheryl's our oldest. Sheryl and Rusty have been married awhile now. They have one daughter Stephanie. Sheryl is a Quality Control inspector for a company in North Adams and just loves her job. Rusty is a plant manager for a company in Hillsdale, thinks his job is great also. And of course Steph's in school. We are so proud of her, straight A student. Takes after her mom I guess. Our youngest is Steve (no picture right now). A few years ago, Steve was a foreman for a lineman subcontractor. Now that was a dangerous job, and we are so glad he is out of it. Steve is busy, to say the least, driving a cement truck. During the peek season he puts in a tremendous number of hours. Long days for him, but I know he enjoys not being confined indoors in an office like his Dad.
I'm a software engineer, 30 years now-Wow. Except the last 2 years, I've designed and developed software for operating systems and telecommunication networks. I've often said that it's hard to understand why someone would pay me to have fun. It's as much fun today as the day I started.
A few years ago, Mary owned and operated an ladies boutique. She did a super job with the store. Buying, selling, special services for her clients. Her employes loved working there. She enjoyed the store a lot. Now she's just a house wife. Yea, "Just". It's a full time job just taking care of me, let alone everything else that she does, around the home and for the Church. She it a grand lady, and such a Blessing to me. Ya' know, God must really love me, a lot, to have provided me with such a wife as Mary. I need and love her so much.
My life seems to be a constant struggle. Days that I’m up, days that I’m down. But ya’ know, I’m so very thankful that we have a God who never changes. On my darkest day, He is there to lift me up out-of-myself, back into His light. He knows my weakness, my sins, my joys, and my strengths. Ya’ see, He took them upon Himself, on a cold cruel cross. He died that I might have Life through His Name. His Name is Jesus. The One True Son of God.
You might be thinking, Christians aren’t supposed to have down days. They are supposed to always be up persons. If they aren’t, Why does their God allow down things to become a part of their life?? I’ve thought some about this and I am convinced that when we bring these down days to God, it increases out dependence upon Him, strengthens a relationship that He wants to have with us. And when He answers our Prayers, comforts our down days, we learn to Trust Him more and more.
If you don’t know this God and would like Him to Love You, You could start with a very simple prayer:
Father God, I am not sure where this will lead, but I am answering Your Call. I have made many mistakes in my life. I believe that You forgave them all on the Cross. I believe, God, that You loved me so much that You sent your Son, Jesus Christ to die for my sins. I believe that in the name of Jesus that I am forgiven and forgiven completely. I accept You, Jesus, as my Lord and Savior.
Find a good Church, get into His Word-The-Bible, Find and Make good Christian Friends that will listen to you and help you with your daily walk. But most of all, my Friend, Trust God.
I wrote a poem a while ago. Was having a little problem in my life. The poem is kinda to myself, and kinda to you also. I titled it "This Old Home". I don’t know why the title, nor specifically why the poem in the first place. I’m not a poet. But I do understand the words.
There are bigger homes, with grand design.
My little home is filled, with God's Love so divine.
Some homes are grand, with many rooms.
Yet many may be cold, dim and dark.
My rooms aren't fancy, you're warm and welcome there.
Filled with joy and gladness, by one who really cares.
Not fine nor formal, most times filled with peace.
You'll always find acceptance, troubles find release.
The hearth ablaze in warmth. The soul - comfort and relief.
Yet storms will assail. The home endures.
In my home find friendship, here you're not alone.
Those who live here care for you, not for what you own.
Yes, there are larger homes, that no doubt stand apart.
And my home is downright tiny. But truly, it's my Heart.
Built on God's foundation, He dwells here with me.
He alone stands the assault, provides much needed rest.
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