Good day. Sorry for the long absence.
Have you ever wondered how your prayer changes through the years? For those of us that do pray, that is.
First, the One you are praying to is key. Just for the record, my prayers are always to God and nobody/nothing else.
There are the routine ones that span the ages such as "bless me" "forgive me" and so forth. The "healing ones" (depending on whom is requiring) sick aunt, or ten different people having babies around the same time....;)
The prayer of Salvation taking premise above all. I have had the privilege of hearing my own, as well as my son's prayer of salvation.
Then, there are the important at the moment but will soon have no reason to exist ones.
When I was in Junior High I would pray that my dad would pick me up from school on Friday's so that I would not have to ride the bus. The bus was NOT a pleasant place for the Dave-O. In high school I would pray that I would cross paths with the girl that I would have a crush on that week but not have the courage to just walk up to and start a conversation........."Hi, I'm David." "Want to see my blog?" (Sound of slapping)
I prayed that the woman that I was to marry would be blonde, 18, and liked southern gospel. - Well done God! She's still blonde! Southern gospel? Not so much thanks to some buy named Buble'
I've prayed for various jobs and got over 90% of them.
It's funny, I will pray to wake up earlier to spend time with Him - I will without fail wake up as wide eyed as could be. The morning after that one? - You can FORGET about it. The first day is a gift, you have to work for the rest.
I've prayed to die at different times of my life. WHOA! That's deep Dave-O. It was just a "I'm ready to see You now kind of request"
I've prayed for popularity, wit, wisdom, patience (mistake), joy, happiness, humilty, death of all snakes, to play piano full time, to be able to dunk a basketball (on a ten foot rim), a brother, money, patience (mistake again) the ability to travel back in time with the knowledge I currenlty possess...
As age progresses I've noticed the changes. I've prayed for people not to show up where I've worked. I've prayed for traffic to be smooth so that there is no delay in an employee showing up for work and not destroying my day. I've prayed for trees to grow in my yard. Various marital, children, religious, professional, health issues.
The thing that I notice at this point are the things in which I have not prayed for.
I need to pray that people know how to take me, and to understand when I am joking. I need to pray for a closer relationship with those that should already have one with me, but because of their own upbringing, don't have it in them to initiate one with me. Or wisdom FOR others.
You know in the Bible in the book of Job where God has a conversation with Satan regarding Job's well-being and Satan pointed out that Job had a hedge of protection around him? - Well I've prayed for a hedge of protection around many things. Family, friends, and, more recently, I began praying for a hedge of protection around my car and truck. This eliminates accidents and mechanical problems!!
In closing, my suggestion, to all 3 or 4 of my readers is, that you would pray for the ability to see others' hearts. To hear what they are saying, despite the tone, and to feel what they are going through. Realize where they've been. To put so much of yourself aside that you have no choice but to place others before yourself.
And realize that I am praying for you everyday.
Now, I'm off to my concert wishing everyone a pleasant day!
Dave
Friday, March 27, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Short and sweet.
Hello, as I sat in my truck waiting for the mechanics to change the oil, I wondered why the guilt trip attitude...
"Sir, it's been a while since you've had your truck maintenanced" or "You need better wiper blades" .... I know this! Is there some reason that you must be so redundant with everything that flies from your greasy face?? Sounds a little bitter. That's because of how much they charge... - What? Why don't I change my own oil? - "Hi, I'm David." "Have we met?"
Moving on, Everybody be having babies lately. Sister in law, Best friend, guy that used to be in quartet with me, Cousin, Friends we used to go to church with..... - all due within about 8 months of each other. Was last year THAT good of a year? Oh well. Congrats to all. I'm sure you'll make wonderful parents.
Stay tuned for a blog on prayers.....
Dave
"Sir, it's been a while since you've had your truck maintenanced" or "You need better wiper blades" .... I know this! Is there some reason that you must be so redundant with everything that flies from your greasy face?? Sounds a little bitter. That's because of how much they charge... - What? Why don't I change my own oil? - "Hi, I'm David." "Have we met?"
Moving on, Everybody be having babies lately. Sister in law, Best friend, guy that used to be in quartet with me, Cousin, Friends we used to go to church with..... - all due within about 8 months of each other. Was last year THAT good of a year? Oh well. Congrats to all. I'm sure you'll make wonderful parents.
Stay tuned for a blog on prayers.....
Dave
Friday, March 6, 2009
Breaker 1 - 9.....
Greetings o' sane ones!
I work in a brand new hospital. It's 2009. I have an iPhone. Someone in Korea could read this blog if they choose to do so. Yet, with all of this technology, I find it amusing that one of my main tools of communication recently has been a walkie talkie.
Our phones were just now installed today. So, for the past week or so, the receptionist and I use our handheld-interference-grabbing little terrors to keep the flow of visitors at bay. We don't want anyone wandering around that is not supposed to be there. We also don't want any physicians, or other guests to go very long without being attended to. So, as soon as any blessed soul strolls through our double-automatic-state-of-the-art doors, they are greeted by our receptionist who then.....calls?..pages?..walkies?..me and says "I have so and so from someplace here to see somebody" (except she gets the names right)
So I then...relay?...radio?...talkie?..back and say "okay", then I call the appropriate person and tell them to go to the front. It sounds easy enough. But I found out that it's not a task for the faint-minded.- or anyone without patience....
There I sit in Administration where 3 different physicians are walking through our department getting tours, answering every command of the boss (which I consider a privilege) and filtering other traffic, the little smokey and the bandit symbol goes off! (***"I have czytlr with brzaxter to see phylllt***) - "You have who, from where, to see who?"
I'm sometimes across the room and don't here it and have to run over and ask her to repeat it. Usually a few seconds go by from the first initially misunderstood page and me reaching for it to ask for clarification. So, by the time I pick it up to mash the little button to talk, she pages again - "Hello, is anyone there" - at the same time I'm saying "Who is here?" So it's nothing but silence on both ends save for the last few words spoken by the person who said more. There are others in the hospital that are SUPPOSED to be on different frequencies. But we had "visitors" on the other end a couple of times. For 5 minutes, today, I was in the middle of an OnStar conversation!!
Whenever I have to go off campus to our other offices of lunch I pass it on to whomever is available (and that I trust can handle it.) By the time I get back, whether 30 minutes or an hour and a half, they are at the receptionist's table with the operator breathing heavy, slouching and outstretching their hand hardly waiting to give it back to me as I perambulate through the doors! Now that the phones are ready I can give it the proper burial!!
Birthday parties are fun aren't they? 8 year olds everywhere. Cake. Bowling. Beer. - Uh, beer? Yeah, that's right. The Dave-O was offered a beer at his son's friend's birthday party last week. That normal? Did I take it? That'll be a negative ghost rider! I think there is a redneck joke in there somewhere though!
Monday's are usually devoted to quartet practice night. The last one we had our baritone had informed us, well before we began, that he may not be able to sing due to sickness and sore throat. But, like a trooper, he showed up anyway. But, before he got to the church, he called and said that he's going to be a little late due to traffic. Duane (bass singer) took the call and told him not to talk. He said "snap once for yes" "Twice for no" - I quickly chimed in "Three times for 'I can't snap'"
My wife's aunt is a dispatcher and radios to the authorities/medical personnel whenever emergencies arrive. Recently, while at home, she had to call the ambulance. - Would have been convenient had she been on shift at the time. - Breaker 1 - 9 we have a 1041 in the Johnson home, then come on back and get me 'cause I don't feel well?" - Which would probably interfere with my walkie talkies and get me on the other end saying "You have who, from where, to see who....?".......
Later! Dave
I work in a brand new hospital. It's 2009. I have an iPhone. Someone in Korea could read this blog if they choose to do so. Yet, with all of this technology, I find it amusing that one of my main tools of communication recently has been a walkie talkie.
Our phones were just now installed today. So, for the past week or so, the receptionist and I use our handheld-interference-grabbing little terrors to keep the flow of visitors at bay. We don't want anyone wandering around that is not supposed to be there. We also don't want any physicians, or other guests to go very long without being attended to. So, as soon as any blessed soul strolls through our double-automatic-state-of-the-art doors, they are greeted by our receptionist who then.....calls?..pages?..walkies?..me and says "I have so and so from someplace here to see somebody" (except she gets the names right)
So I then...relay?...radio?...talkie?..back and say "okay", then I call the appropriate person and tell them to go to the front. It sounds easy enough. But I found out that it's not a task for the faint-minded.- or anyone without patience....
There I sit in Administration where 3 different physicians are walking through our department getting tours, answering every command of the boss (which I consider a privilege) and filtering other traffic, the little smokey and the bandit symbol goes off! (***"I have czytlr with brzaxter to see phylllt***) - "You have who, from where, to see who?"
I'm sometimes across the room and don't here it and have to run over and ask her to repeat it. Usually a few seconds go by from the first initially misunderstood page and me reaching for it to ask for clarification. So, by the time I pick it up to mash the little button to talk, she pages again - "Hello, is anyone there" - at the same time I'm saying "Who is here?" So it's nothing but silence on both ends save for the last few words spoken by the person who said more. There are others in the hospital that are SUPPOSED to be on different frequencies. But we had "visitors" on the other end a couple of times. For 5 minutes, today, I was in the middle of an OnStar conversation!!
Whenever I have to go off campus to our other offices of lunch I pass it on to whomever is available (and that I trust can handle it.) By the time I get back, whether 30 minutes or an hour and a half, they are at the receptionist's table with the operator breathing heavy, slouching and outstretching their hand hardly waiting to give it back to me as I perambulate through the doors! Now that the phones are ready I can give it the proper burial!!
Birthday parties are fun aren't they? 8 year olds everywhere. Cake. Bowling. Beer. - Uh, beer? Yeah, that's right. The Dave-O was offered a beer at his son's friend's birthday party last week. That normal? Did I take it? That'll be a negative ghost rider! I think there is a redneck joke in there somewhere though!
Monday's are usually devoted to quartet practice night. The last one we had our baritone had informed us, well before we began, that he may not be able to sing due to sickness and sore throat. But, like a trooper, he showed up anyway. But, before he got to the church, he called and said that he's going to be a little late due to traffic. Duane (bass singer) took the call and told him not to talk. He said "snap once for yes" "Twice for no" - I quickly chimed in "Three times for 'I can't snap'"
My wife's aunt is a dispatcher and radios to the authorities/medical personnel whenever emergencies arrive. Recently, while at home, she had to call the ambulance. - Would have been convenient had she been on shift at the time. - Breaker 1 - 9 we have a 1041 in the Johnson home, then come on back and get me 'cause I don't feel well?" - Which would probably interfere with my walkie talkies and get me on the other end saying "You have who, from where, to see who....?".......
Later! Dave
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