VERY COOL STORY!!!  Keith Urban saw a young boy (Mathew Pinkham) in the audience with a sign that said “I want to play Kiss A Girl with you!”  Naturally, Keith brought him up on stage, gave him a guitar, and let him jam with him!  Here’s the video above!

Submitted by Catherine Pulsifer ©2007
For as long as I can remember, my aunt had stained glass hanging in her window. She had pieces from all over the world, each one hand crafted by a stained glass artist.

She loved them all, but there was one piece that hung in her kitchen window and she often referred to it as her “motivational stained glass”. She told me that she hung this particular piece in her kitchen window where she would see it every day.

The stained glass piece, which she was referring to, was a rainbow. And on the rainbow someone had written the saying:
“Remember, to make rainbows you need sun and rain.”

The motivational stained glass piece was one of the smaller pieces of her wonderful collection, and was not particularly well done. I asked her why she kept it there. She said it gave her motivation on days when life presented challenges. It reminded her that we need to have some bad times to appreciate the good times. And, on the days when life was good, it always reminded her that life doesn’t get any better than this.

I was at our local farmers market and found a stained glass rainbow similar to the one my aunt had hanging in her window. The one I bought did not have the saying on it, but every time I look at it I can remember my aunt’s words and the saying…
“To make rainbows you need sun and rain”.

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As some of you know, I use to be a Police Officer in another life.  I have so much respect for the Law Enforcement community…maybe it’s because I have had a small taste of what it takes to do that…the mental stress on you and your family.  I asked Rebecca (my wife) one time “If radio didn’t work out for me, what would you think about me getting back in to Law Enforcement?”  She teared up and said “Please don’t do that…I couldn’t take it”.  That’s a pretty powerful statement…it not only takes a special person to be in that line of work, but it takes a special type of person to support you to.  I thank God for those people! 

With that being said…I’d like to introduce you to The Officer Down Memorial Fund.  This is a group of local Officers who got together just after Trooper Blanton was gunned down.  Their mission is simple… 

Provide financial assistance to survivor’s families throughout the State of North Carolina.

Provide information for the survivors in coping with the emotional stress of a line-of-duty death.

 Bring awareness to the survivors of North Carolina State’s death benefits.

 Help current officers with information on how to organize their current financial materials and other affairs. If you’d like more info click here.

We had the chance to talk to Randy Houser…AWESOME guy btw. I love his song “Boots On”, but I’d never heard the term “Granny beaded neck”…In my dirty ‘ole hat with my crooked little grin, Granny beaded neck and these calloused hands And a muddy pair of jeans with that copenhagen ring No need to change a thing, hey y’all I’m going out with my boots on. I had to ask…click the link below to hear randy-houser-questions

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Once upon a time two brothers, who lived on adjoining farms, fell into conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a conflict. Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.

One morning there was a knock on John’s door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter’s tool box. “I’m looking for a few days’ work” he said. “Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there I could help with? Could I help you?” “Yes,” said the older brother. “I do have a job for you.”

“Look across the creek at that farm. That’s my neighbor; in fact, it’s my younger brother. Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I’ll do him one better.”

“See that pile of lumber by the barn? I want you to build me a fence –an 8-foot fence — so I won’t need to see his place or his face anymore.”

The carpenter said, “I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post-hole digger and I’ll be able to do a job that pleases you.”

The older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day. The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing. About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job.

The farmer’s eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge — a bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work, handrails and all — and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming toward them, his hand outstretched. “You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I’ve said and done.” The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in the middle, taking each other’s hand.

They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox onto his shoulder. “No, wait! Stay a few days. I’ve a lot of other projects for you,” said the older brother. “I’d love to stay on,” the carpenter said, “but I have many more bridges to build.”

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OK, so this is about as real as unicorns, but there’s a video out there that purportedly shows Michael Jackson getting out of an LA coroner’s van when he’s supposed to be DEAD. Chuck thinks Michael certainly had the means to fake his own death; I say, yeah, he’s hanging out with Elvis and Jim Morrison.

by Michael Hargrove
©1998 by Michael D. Hargrove,  mhargrove at bluinc.com. All rights reserved.

While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life changing experiences that you hear other people talk about. You know, the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly? Well, this one occurred a mere two feet away from me! Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jetway, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags. He stopped right next to me to greet his family.

First, he motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, and movingly loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other’s face, I heard the father say, “It’s so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!” His son smiled somewhat shyly, diverted his eyes, and replied softly, “Me too, Dad!”

Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe 9) and while cupping his son’s face in his hands he said, “You’re already quite the young man. I love you very much Zach!” They too hugged a most loving, tender hug. His son said nothing. No reply was necessary.

While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one and a half) was squirming excitedly in her mother’s arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father. The man said, “Hi, babygirl!” as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder and remained motionless in total pure contentment.

After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son and declared, “I’ve saved the best for last!” and proceeded to give his wife the longest, most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing. He gazed into her eyes for several seconds and then quietly said, “I love you so much!”. They stared into each other’s eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands. For an instant, they reminded me of newlyweds but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn’t be. I puzzled about it for a moment, then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm’s length away from me. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I were invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my own voice nervously ask, “Wow! How long have you two been married?”

“Been together fourteen years total, married twelve of those.” he replied without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife’s face.

“Well then, how long have you been away?” I asked. The man finally looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile and told me, “Two whole days!”

Two days?! I was stunned! I was certain by the intensity of the greeting I just witnessed that he’d been gone for at least several weeks, if not months, and I know my expression betrayed me. So, I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for my friend), “I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!”

The man suddenly stopped smiling. He looked me straight in the eye, and with an intensity that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person. He told me, “Don’t hope, friend…decide.” Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand and said, “God bless!” With that, he and his family turned and energetically strode away together.

I was still watching that special man and his exceptional family walk just out of sight when my friend came up to me and asked, “What’cha looking at?” Without hesitating, and with a curious sense of certainty, I replied, “My future!”

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Have a great year kids.

Yes that’s me…CHICKEN!!

Well, I’ve really done it now! Leanne took a little trip to Charlotte yesterday to meet Michael Waltrip. she couldn’t wait to get back to show me that she purchased a quarter panel off his car…no dents or scuffs of any kind. Well, here’s where things get side ways so to speak. I said something about it being worth a lot of money because there’s not a lot of Mikey’s cars with out damage…totally slipped out…BAD CHUCK! Wouldn’t you know it…Mikey heard it and tweeted to Leanne “I was listening…my Mom says that if you can’t say anything nice don’t say anything at all “. Please forgive me Mikey…I’ve watched you do “This week in NASCAR” so I know that you know how people can sometimes stick their foot in their mouth…well, I did and I’m very sorry!

By Dean Pennicott © 2003

Have you ever wondered how some of the worst things that happen in your life turn out to be some of the best experiences you’ve ever had?

Well, a fellow member of my church once told a story about one such experience that changed his life.

For years, he had difficulty saving to buy a house because something would always occur and consume more money than he had expected to spend. Despite his efforts he simply could not go long before spending the extra cash that he had saved.

Then one day a car accident badly damaged the car his wife was driving. Their mechanic estimated the cost of repairs at five thousand dollars. Unfortunately, they were presently in a financial bind and so the car would have to wait. After contemplating the situation he realized that they needed a solution to their financial problems. To remedy the situation he worked long and hard for weeks, saving and managing his money in a way he had never done previously. In a few months he had saved enough funds to have his wife’s car repaired.

Once the car was repaired he discussed with his wife how quickly they had put aside the money they needed. During their discussion his wife encouraged him to open a second account so they could continue to put away the same amount of money that they were saving every week for the car repair. This money would go towards the house they had always wanted to purchase.

He was convinced that if he could save thousands of dollars in a few months he could eventually save enough to buy a house. For many years they had both wanted to buy their dream house, but could not seem to come up with the down payment. However, in a little over a year he had saved more than twenty thousand dollars and was able to make the down payment. He had done something in a short while that he had failed to accomplish in his previous attempts to properly handle his finances.

Consequently, this man’s experiences gave him a different feeling about money. He and his wife have continued to maintain their second account. This time they have decided to start saving for their retirement, putting away just a little less every week than they did for their house.

One man embraced a new set of traits because he had a goal that was imperative for him to achieve-he made a plan to achieve it and followed through. The experience of a single misfortune taught him a valuable lesson and challenged him to reprogram his saving, and spending habits. In the process he also changed his family’s life. He now enjoys the material benefits along with a sense of accomplishment and pride.

The value of making the most of our experiences is that they teach us lessons about life- about failures, successes, and everything in between.

In the midst of our challenges, always remember – success often comes in disguise.

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