Houndslake Grumpy Club: Top 10 responses to the grumpy ladies on Dogwood Hole No. 1

In my previous post, I spoke of the incident on Dogwood Hole No. 1 at Houndslake Country Club. Apparently, my response to the grumpy old ladies was not sufficient to anyone that I have spoken to… Therefore, I propose 10 solutions that have been given to me… Not in any order of importance.

  1. “It is better to be a bad golfer than to have bad manners.”
  2. While giving them the one-finger salute, declaring loudly, “I’m pastor Bob Jones, of Cedar Creek Church, and nobody treats me that way!” Cedar Creek is the big, seeker sensitive church in town.
  3. “Ma’am, why are you not home, humbly serving your husbands!”
  4. If time is of the essence, then take out my putter to finish out the hole. One long putt at a time.
  5. “Ma’am, I may be a bad golfer, but with practice, I will get good. However, you will still be ugly.”
  6. “Ma’am, I was really worried my tee shot was going to hit you. Now, however, I’m sad that it didn’t.”
  7. “Sticks and stones may break bones, and I’m sure my nine iron can shut you up!”
  8. “Ma’am, Golf stands for ‘Gentlemen only, ladies forbidden.’ Apparently you don’t fit either category.”
  9. “Ma’am, I’m a pastor, and you just became one great sermon illustration for total depravity.”
  10. Hit the ball into the woods, and yell at her to “fetch!”
Please add your suggestions in the comments area. Please keep it clean.
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Houndslake Grumpy Club!

I finally got the opportunity to golf at Houndslake Country Club. It’s been a desire for a while, since it is so close to the church. I imagined how it would be, hitting my driver, sending the ball down the fairway as other people drove by watching. What a silly thought, especially after hitting it down the fairway, thinking, “I hope no one saw that!”

But Heath and I were having a blast despite my bad game… until! Hole number 1, of the Dogwood 9. Ahead of us: the worst imaginable. Four little old lady golfers. They were walking the course. We were in a cart. They waved us through.

Now, for you non-golfers, to have someone wave you through is never a good thing. It means that you are going to play through the hole, while the forward group steps aside, chats, and watches your every stroke. Given that these were little old ladies, that made it somewhat… intimidating.

My shot off the tee box was good for me… but landed about 25 feet short of where they were standing. Which meant that their shots off the tee were farther than mine. OK, no problem. Make a joke and keep on playing.

Not with these ladies. They were brutal. I made my second shot, which landed off the fairway. But I couldn’t see it. Now, given that there are now six balls out there, our two, and their four, I was having trouble finding my ball. Finally, one of the old ladies comes up and says, “You’re ball is right here. Come on, do I have to find your ball for you? I’m beginning to think that letting you play through was obviously a mistake.”

You know what, that was the worst thing she could have said. After that rude comment, I couldn’t hit the ball more than 20 yards. Given that it was a par 5, that meant it was going to take a while. Had I not been so intimidated by these old bitties, I think I would have taken my time… and made it really last. But no, not me. What little golf game I had, went completely in the toilet.

That hole was brutal. Shots with no distance, shots that landed in the bunker, putts that were no where close to the hole. I finally picked up my ball. Heath looked at me with that look of “what’s wrong with you.” We finally got off the hole from Hades.

It didn’t matter. It took the next two holes to get my game back. I couldn’t believe how grumpy those ladies were. Of my 19 months of golf experience, I’ve never come across anyone so rude. But then, I’ve never come across little old ladies at the country club. This country club does have a reputation of being filled with snobby people. Now I know why. The men that I met were nice, as always, but those four women, and one that I have met previously, made it clear I have no desire to go back. The sad reality is that for all it’s snobbishness, it wasn’t that nice of a course. It certainly wasn’t better than Mount Vintage Plantation, which was much, much nicer.

I asked Heath about the treatment of the ladies, and he said he wasn’t surprised. Of a good portion of the people he has met from the club, he wasn’t impressed either. Neither was the Colonel, one of the members of my church. He refuses to golf there because of the attitude. I think I like Midland Valley a lot more, where the Colonel golfs. The people are more down to earth.

I did have a par hole after that. It was one of those holes where everything came together, my drive, which fell short of the water hazard. My second shot, placed in the center of the fairway. My third shot, just on the edge of the green. My fourth shot, just shy of the hole. Fifth shot in for par. Yea! Now if I could just put together a string of those holes…

From the Mouths of Our Babes

November 26, 2008

Family Worship
Tonight at our family worship time, we prayed and sang the Doxology, which Andrew loves to sing very loudly and with joy. Joey sat and listened and clapped, giggling in delight at the end. We sang Jesus Loves Me as well. Andy danced around the room with his mouth wide open. After the “Amen!” Andy said matter-of-a-factly with his hand in the air, “Now I want to sing another song about God and Jesus. It is…” He paused for a brief second “… the A,B,C Song!”

Joey’s Catechism
Then I looked at Joey (19 months today) sitting in Timothy’s arms and asked him “Joey, Who made you?” The little guy smiled and said “Od eed!” (God did!) I asked him again and he pointed up and with a cheer said “OD EED!”

Learning About Heaven
Andrew, a month shy of being four, became very upset one Sunday during a sermon about Heaven. With tears, he cried out in the service “I don’t want to go to Heaven! I don’t like Heaven! Heaven is yucky!” He was so loud and unhappy that I had to lead him out of worship into Timothy’s office to sit and calm down, telling him more about Heaven. We were shocked, saddened, and wondered what was going on. In the following days, it dawned on us that the little boy thought we had to leave right then, and was so very scared that he’d leave behind all those he loved, or be all by himself. Lost in a strange place. That idea of “heaven” is as terrifying to a three-year-old as the contemplation of hell is to adults.

Since then, we have worked harder teaching him the Gospel and telling him how wonderful Heaven is. We have said that Heaven is a special place that God has made for His children, those who Jesus sent the Holy Spirit to to live in their hearts to have Jesus be their Savior. We have described Heaven as this marvelous place, better than any fairy tale castle where we all get to go to an amazing party, bigger and fancier than any birthday party and wedding ever. We also told him of all the people he loved who would be there, Aunt Brenda, Daddy, Mommy, his brother Joey, Mom-Mom, Grandaddy, JP, Letitia, Raye-Raye, Mr. Pat, and Uncle Mark, and a few others he loves. We’d all be there at the biggest party in Heaven with God and Jesus. Then he asked about Adam, Father Abraham and Moses, King David, and Joseph. Would they be there too? Yes, we taught, we’re all a part of the family of God. We’d all be at that wonderful party and get to live with God and Jesus in Heaven, since we believed in Jesus.

Andrew has been thinking and taking it all in.

We have been praying for Julian Pilgrim for a while and Andrew knew that he was very sick and in the hospital. After learning about Mr. Pilgrim’s death Monday, I was making several phone calls. Andrew came up to me and asked what I was doing. I replied that Mr. Pilgrim had died and I was helping Daddy.

Andrew paused for a moment and then asked “Is Mr. Pilgrim in Heaven?”

I replied “Oh, yes. Jesus sent His Holy Spirit to live in his heart and he was a great believer.”

Andrew immediately began jumping up and down in joy, clapping his hands and shouting at the top of his voice a whopping “Yea!!”
“We did it!!” the little guy jubilantly exclaimed.

“No,” I smiled in reply, “Jesus did all the work. Mr. Pilgrim is in Heaven because Jesus sent the Holy Spirit to live in his heart and forgave his sins.”

Andrew burst forth in another loud wave of happy celebration and praise of Jesus. As far as he saw it, another person is coming to the great party in Heaven.

Now, that IS something to cheer about!

From the Mouths of Our Babes

November 26, 2008

Family Worship
Tonight at our family worship time, we prayed and sang the Doxology, which Andrew loves to sing very loudly and with joy. Joey sat and listened and clapped, giggling in delight at the end. We sang Jesus Loves Me as well. Andy danced around the room with his mouth wide open. After the “Amen!” Andy said matter-of-a-factly with his hand in the air, “Now I want to sing another song about God and Jesus. It is…” He paused for a brief second “… the A,B,C Song!”

Joey’s Catechism
Then I looked at Joey (19 months today) sitting in Timothy’s arms and asked him “Joey, Who made you?” The little guy smiled and said “Od eed!” (God did!) I asked him again and he pointed up and with a cheer said “OD EED!”

Learning About Heaven
Andrew, a month shy of being four, became very upset one Sunday during a sermon about Heaven. With tears, he cried out in the service “I don’t want to go to Heaven! I don’t like Heaven! Heaven is yucky!” He was so loud and unhappy that I had to lead him out of worship into Timothy’s office to sit and calm down, telling him more about Heaven. We were shocked, saddened, and wondered what was going on. In the following days, it dawned on us that the little boy thought we had to leave right then, and was so very scared that he’d leave behind all those he loved, or be all by himself. Lost in a strange place. That idea of “heaven” is as terrifying to a three-year-old as the contemplation of hell is to adults.

Since then, we have worked harder teaching him the Gospel and telling him how wonderful Heaven is. We have said that Heaven is a special place that God has made for His children, those who Jesus sent the Holy Spirit to to live in their hearts to have Jesus be their Savior. We have described Heaven as this marvelous place, better than any fairy tale castle where we all get to go to an amazing party, bigger and fancier than any birthday party and wedding ever. We also told him of all the people he loved who would be there, Aunt Brenda, Daddy, Mommy, his brother Joey, Mom-Mom, Grandaddy, JP, Letitia, Raye-Raye, Mr. Pat, and Uncle Mark, and a few others he loves. We’d all be there at the biggest party in Heaven with God and Jesus. Then he asked about Adam, Father Abraham and Moses, King David, and Joseph. Would they be there too? Yes, we taught, we’re all a part of the family of God. We’d all be at that wonderful party and get to live with God and Jesus in Heaven, since we believed in Jesus.

Andrew has been thinking and taking it all in.

We have been praying for Julian Pilgrim for a while and Andrew knew that he was very sick and in the hospital. After learning about Mr. Pilgrim’s death Monday, I was making several phone calls. Andrew came up to me and asked what I was doing. I replied that Mr. Pilgrim had died and I was helping Daddy.

Andrew paused for a moment and then asked “Is Mr. Pilgrim in Heaven?”

I replied “Oh, yes. Jesus sent His Holy Spirit to live in his heart and he was a great believer.”

Andrew immediately began jumping up and down in joy, clapping his hands and shouting at the top of his voice a whopping “Yea!!”
“We did it!!” the little guy jubilantly exclaimed.

“No,” I smiled in reply, “Jesus did all the work. Mr. Pilgrim is in Heaven because Jesus sent the Holy Spirit to live in his heart and forgave his sins.”

Andrew burst forth in another loud wave of happy celebration and praise of Jesus. As far as he saw it, another person is coming to the great party in Heaven.

Now, that IS something to cheer about!

Bangswangler, Narfblatt & Tarrah-Tarrah!

Those are quite interesting words. But those are the tools you need to kill a monster in Joey’s room. You need a bangswangler, narfblatt & tarrah-tarrah. With the proper tools, you can take on any monster. So far this morning, Andy and I have dispatched three monsters from Joey’s room.

This is how my vacation has started. I’m off all week long. We don’t have any plans to go anywhere due to financial constraints, but we do plan on having fun. Maybe a trip to the zoo. Maybe more killing monsters in the back yard. Maybe cooking hotdogs on the grill. Who knows what the week will hold for us in our journey of hanging out together.

I hope to golf. Yes! I just got a tee time at 10:48 a.m. at Houndslake Country Club for four! Heath and I are going, and we’re looking for two more golfers. It’s the club I hope to join once my church passes 500 members. BTW, I’m asking all of you who are believers, to move to Aiken and join my church! I figure you can help. Sell all you have, move to Aiken, find work, join my church, and go golfing with me!

OK, probably not going to happen. But one can hope. It’s vacation week after all. Lots of free time.

World Toilet Day???

Yes, apparently I missed the memo. Wednesday was World Toilet Day. I guess we are supposed to… do what? Worship our toilets? Thank them? Clean them? Appreciate them?

Well, no, none of that. We are supposed to submit to liberal “experts” who not only want us to move away from water flushing toilets and go to dry toilets, but also submit to the proposed “toilet tax!” Yup. The liberals have figured they have a right to tax us for having to… uhm… poop. Read here.

The good news is that the Japanese have figured out a way to take the toilet to an entire new level of luxury (pictured). What??? Yup! This toilet automatically opens and closes the lid as you approach, and warms the toilet seat for you, so no more sitting on cold toilet seats. The cost for this wonderful throne? $5,000! Only the Japanese would find a way to charge $5,000 for a toilet. I know that this is a sacred place for many, and many a book are read while on the throne, but I can think of a lot better uses for $5,000 than a toilet.

I hope both the liberals and Japanese will flush their silly ideas and leave our toilets alone.

Pacman

If you noticed, I mistakenly put the game PACMAN in my side bar. I think that was a mistake. I’m terrible at the game and always have been. Just messing around on a Saturday afternoon, and I have yet to make it to the second level. I better stick to games that don’t require any finger skill. Have you tried it? How did you do???

BTW, has anyone seen the new James Bond movie yet? Any good???

No Double-Minded Christians

Another excellent entry by Charles Spurgeon. From his Morning & Evening, November 14th issue, he challenges us on the thought that we can be double minded. If we are in Christ, we cannot be double minded. We are either completely sold out to Christ, or we play with idolatry.

I think this truth is emphasized in the gospel of John. You are either part of the light, or of the darkness. The two do not mix. We either belong to Christ, or we don’t. I think we need the reminder and the entry below has really been helpful.

Here is Spurgeon’s entry:

I will cut off them that worship and that swear by the Lord, and that swear by Malcham.”—Zephaniah 1:5.

UCH persons thought themselves safe because they were with both parties: they went with the followers of Jehovah, and bowed at the same time to Malcham. But duplicity is abominable with God, and hypocrisy His soul hateth. The idolater who distinctly gives himself to his false god, has one sin less than he who brings his polluted and detestable sacrifice unto the temple of the Lord, while his heart is with the world and the sins thereof. To hold with the hare and run with the hounds, is a dastard’s policy. In the common matters of daily life, a double-minded man is despised, but in religion he is loathsome to the last degree. The penalty pronounced in the verse before us is terrible, but it is well deserved; for how should divine justice spare the sinner, who knows the right, approves it, and professes to follow it, and all the while loves the evil, and gives it dominion in his heart?

My soul, search thyself this morning, and see whether thou art guilty of double-dealing. Thou professest to be a follower of Jesus—dost thou truly love Him? Is thy heart right with God? Art thou of the family of old Father Honest, or art thou a relative of Mr. By-ends? A name to live is of little value if I be indeed dead in trespasses and sins. To have one foot on the land of truth, and another on the sea of falsehood, will involve a terrible fall and a total ruin. Christ will be all or nothing. God fills the whole universe, and hence there is no room for another god; if, then, He reigns in my heart, there will be no space for another reigning power. Do I rest alone on Jesus crucified, and live alone for Him? Is it my desire to do so? Is my heart set upon so doing? If so, blessed be the mighty grace which has led me to salvation; and if not so, O Lord, pardon my sad offence, and unite my heart to fear Thy name.

American Humanist Association: Why Believe in a god?

I don’t know if you have heard, but there is a new ad campaign being held in the D.C. area by the American Humanist Association. The line: Why believe in a god? Just be good for goodness’ sake. You can see one of the posters in the picture and read the article here.

This really is a brazen attempt by the humanists to remove Christ from the equation of Christmas. That’s fine, if they would like to do so. Everyone has a right to not believe or believe. But what I would like in return is for them to go back to work on Christmas day. If you don’t believe in the birth of Christ, then you really don’t need the day off.

But alas, that probably won’t happen. Here is an excerpt from one of the organizers of the ad campaign.

“We are trying to reach our audience, and sometimes in order to reach an audience, everybody has to hear you,” said Fred Edwords, spokesman for the humanist group. “Our reason for doing it during the holidays is there are an awful lot of agnostics, atheists and other types of non-theists who feel a little alone during the holidays because of its association with traditional religion.”

To that end, the ads and posters will include a link to a Web site that will seek to connect and organize like-minded thinkers in the D.C. area, Edwords said.

/**/ Edwords said the purpose isn’t to argue that God doesn’t exist or change minds about a deity, although “we are trying to plant a seed of rational thought and critical thinking and questioning in people’s minds.”

I love that little slam there at the end. Did you catch it? Those of us who believe in God, Christ and the Bible, lack the ability to have rational thought and critical thinking skills. Typical slam from these types. But don’t let it bother you. We do have very rational thinkers in our camp. Think of Jonathan Edwards, one of the greatest thinkers and theologians this country has every produced. He was very rational. So is R.C. Sproul and a host of others.

The difference between us and them… since we have to put it that way, isn’t that we don’t have the ability to think rationally. It is just that our thought, both rational and non-rational thought, has the benefit of being enlightened by the Holy Spirit.

2 Corinthians 4:3-6 But even if our gospel is veiled, it is veiled to those who are perishing, 4 whose minds the god of this age has blinded, who do not believe, lest the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine on them. 5 For we do not preach ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord, and ourselves your bondservants for Jesus’ sake. 6 For it is the God who commanded light to shine out of darkness, who has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

While they take their potshots at Christianity, remember that their hearts and minds are blinded. They can pretend to be completely rational all they want to, but unless their minds are enlightened by the Holy Spirit, they will remain in their foolish stupor.

The other problem these people have, besides having their minds blinded to the gospel, is the assumption that they can be good. I believe Jesus was very clear on the matter: there is none good, except God alone (which includes Christ Himself.) This being the case, we are in deep trouble. We may think that we are good, as these humanists do. But compared to the holiness, righteousness and perfection of God, we all fall dreadfully short. This means that on Judgment Day, we will have to answer for all our shortcomings (otherwise known as sin.) If we don’t measure up perfectly, then we get what we truly desire, eternity without God.

However, if we believe in Christ for our salvation, we are spared God’s wrath for all of eternity. We get to spend eternity with Him. Given the way this world is going, I’m like that option more and more each day.

No, don’t fret over this ad campaign. Be grateful you are in Christ, if indeed, you truly are.

Bar Stool Economics

Sent to me by one of the members of my church.

Bar Stool Economics

Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go something like this:

The first four men (the poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.

So, that’s what they decided to do. The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve. ‘Since you are all such good customers, he said, ‘I’m going to reduce the cost of your daily beer by $20. Drinks for the ten now cost just $80.

The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes, so the first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free. But what about the other six men – the paying customers? How could they divide the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his ‘fair share?’ They realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from everybody’s share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would each end up being paid to drink his beer. So, the bar owner suggested that it would be fair to reduce each man’s bill by roughly the same amount, and he proceeded to work out the amounts each should pay.
And so: The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings)
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33%savings).
The seventh now pay $5 instead of $7 (28%savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).

Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to drink for free. But once outside the restaurant the men began to compare their savings.

‘I only got a dollar out of the $20,’declared the sixth man. He pointed to the tenth man,’ but he got $10!’

‘Yeah, that’s right,’ exclaimed the fifth man. ‘I only saved a dollar, too. It’s unfair that he got ten times more than I!’

‘That’s true!!’ shouted the seventh man. ‘Why should he get $10 back when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!’

‘Wait a minute,’ yelled the first four men in unison. ‘We didn’t get anything at all. The system exploits the poor!’

The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up.

The next night the tenth man didn’t show up for drinks, so the nine sat down and had beers without him. But when it came time to pay the bill, they discovered something important. They didn’t have enough money between all of them for even half of the bill!

And that, boys and girls, journalists and college professors, is how our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.

David R. Kamerschen, Ph.D.
Professor of Economics, University of Georgia

For those who understand, no explanation is needed.
For those who do not understand, no explanation is possible.

Who Are You?

The Who! Do you miss them???

Yes, yes, and yes!!!

Keith Moon’s last interview.

He was such a vibrant guy… too bad he drank so much!

Here is The Who on Keith Moon!

Needless to say, they are one of my favorite bands, and Keith Moon was one of the greatest drummers ever.

It’s Time to Get Back To Blogging on Something Other Than Politics: Global Warming!!!

Yes, it’s time to concede the election… and thankfully, move on to some other topics. But first, I have to say congratulations to Sen. Obama and all his supporters. You ran a decent campaign and won. I know he is waiting on pins and needles for me to speak to the subject, so there it is.

It’s time now to return to the normalcy of blogging… if blogging can be classified as normal. Today: Global Warming! Yes, it’s been a while since most of us on the thinking right have visited the topic. It’s good to return to it now, and kick off the Obama presidency on a good note!

First, you probably watched the video that I posted showing the GW alarmists are still out there running wild. Since this is true, it’s time to bring some common sense to the topic. For that, I turn to IBDeditorials, where they posted an excellent article yesterday. It got lost for some reason in all the political stuff. Some people just never get enough of politics, but come on, there is more to life than politics! Like bringing common sense to the GW debate.

It’s been a bad year for global warming alarmists. Record cold periods and snowfalls are occurring around the globe. The hell that the radicals have promised is freezing over.

As the British House of Commons debated a climate-change bill that pledged the United Kingdom to reduce its carbon dioxide emissions by 80% by 2050, London was hit by its first October snow since 1922.

Apparently Mother Nature wasn’t paying attention. The British people, however, are paying attention — to reality. A poll found that 60% of them doubt the claims that global warming is both man-made and urgent.

Elsewhere, the Swiss lowlands last month received the most snow for any October since records began. Zurich got 20 centimeters, breaking the record of 14 centimeters set in 1939. Ocala, Fla., experienced its second-lowest October temperature since 1850.

October temperatures fell to record lows in Oregon as well. On Oct. 10, Boise, Idaho, got the earliest snow in its history — 1.7 inches. That beat the old record by seven-tenths of an inch and one day on the calendar.

In the Southern Hemisphere, where winter was winding down, Durban, South Africa, had its coldest September night in history in the middle of the month. Some regions of the country had unusual late-winter snows. A month earlier, New Zealand officials reported that Mount Ruapehu had its largest snow base ever.

At the top of the world, the International Arctic Research Center reported last month, there was 29% more Arctic sea ice this year than last.

None of this matters, of course, to the warming zealots. It doesn’t matter if it’s too dry or too wet, too hot or too cold. All of it, they say, is caused by global warming.

We believe, however, as do many reputable scientists, that the warming and cooling of the Earth is a natural phenomenon dictated by forces beyond our control, from ocean currents to solar activity.

The latest warming trend, which appears to have ended in 1998, is the result of the end of the Little Ice Age, which extended from roughly the 16th century to the 19th. During that period, Muir Glacier in Alaska filled Glacier Bay. In fact, when the first Russian explorers arrived in Alaska in the 1740s, there was no Glacier Bay — just a wall of ice where the entrance would be.

As the Earth warmed, long before SUVs roamed the globe, Alaska’s glaciers also warmed and began to recede, starting in the 1800s. All that may be changing. During the winter and summer of 2007-2008, unusually large amounts of winter snow were followed by unusually cold temperatures in June, July and August.

“In June, I was surprised to see snow still at sea level in Prince William Sound,” says U.S. Geological Survey glaciologist Bruce Molnia. “On the Juneau Icefield, there was still 20 feet of new snow on the surface of the Taku Glacier in late July.”

It was the worst summer he’d seen in two decades.

As the Anchorage Daily News reports, “Never before in the history of a research project dating back to 1946 had the Juneau Icefield witnessed the kind if snow buildup that came this year. It was similar on a lot of other glaciers too.”

It’s been “a long time on most glaciers,” Molnia says, “where they’ve actually had positive mass balance.” In other words, more snow is falling in the winter than melts in the summer, making the glaciers thicker in the middle.

Glaciers can appear to be shrinking even as they are growing. Photos taken from ships can record receding edges even as mass is building inland. When they get thick enough, the weight forces the glacier to advance.

The U.S. may owe its ascension to a global power on the global warming that began with the end of the Little Ice Age, which almost doomed the American Revolution. George Washington’s famous winter at Valley Forge was part of that natural phenomenon.

As the climate warmed from 1800 to 1900, the U.S. tripled in size, spreading westward to straddle a continent. The population of the windy and very cold trading post known as Chicago grew from 4,000 in 1800 to 1.5 million by 1900, sitting on a great lake carved by glaciers long since receded.

Due to a decline in solar activity and other factors, the Earth is cooling and has been since 1998. And a peer-reviewed study published in April by Nature predicts the world will continue cooling at least through 2015.

Now, if only we could get the warming alarmists to face facts and cool it as well.

I love the article because they put global warming in context to show that we really cannot judge whether or not we are in a crisis. We must step back and look at the data we have throughout history. We must also admit that our scientist really don’t know how a lot of the atmosphere really works. When they put their models together, they often leave out certain aspect of the atmosphere that we don’t understand in order to get their results. For more in-depth study, check out Dr. Roy Spencer’s explanation of it all, here. Here is a brief excerpt:

Al Gore likes to say that mankind puts 70 million tons of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere every day. What he probably doesn’t know is that mother nature puts 24,000 times that amount of our main greenhouse gas — water vapor — into the atmosphere every day, and removes about the same amount every day. While this does not ‘prove’ that global warming is not manmade, it shows that weather systems have by far the greatest control over the Earth’s greenhouse effect, which is dominated by water vapor and clouds.

Read the article. He really puts it in perspective.

OK, how was that for a non-politics post???

Reformation Day

I am glad Timothy posted these pictures from Friday for me. No, we don’t celebrate Halloween. We went to a Reformation Day Celebration at our sister church. The boys had so much fun… and we did too! Timothy, Brenda and I even got to go in the inflatable with Andy, who went in so much, we lost count. Joey loved playing with the apples and water in the bobbing game.

The children could dress up as something good for the celebration. Ya’ll will be really proud of me. I made their costumes! By hand! My sewing machine does not work, so I hand stitched them. Knowing that they would not wear masks nor have their faces painted, I made tiger and frog hats from foam. I re-worked an old orange and white t-shirt to fit Andy as a long vest and sewed on that white fluffy chest. From the left over material from the shirt, I hand sewed a tail and attached it to the back of the costume. Andy’s black stripes on his re-made t-shirt vest were hand colored. THAT took the longest of all. Joey’s dark green t-shirt was new. I recycled an old light green t-shirt to make his collar and embrodered part of it and painted “ribbit” and a frog on to it as well. In the end, they were so cute in their costumes. I think this is the first time that I have ever made a costume(s).

In the process, I learned something about myself, I love hand-sewing clothes. Who would have thought? But… who does that any more?