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preacher of the night

Thank God that his yoke is light...mine seems too heavy at times.

About Me

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My Interests


Myspace Codes: MyNiceSpace.com

I'd like to meet:

The Prophet Mohammed to ask him if what the world has now, was what he really intended. Jesus, but I'll meet him in due time.

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Movies:

Godfather trilogy, Matrix trilogy

Television:

If you can't guess this, then you don't know Jack.

Books:

too many to list.

Heroes:

My Father for teaching me that I should always look after my wife and children first. Deb, for her, well, being able to put up with me for life. Shawn for his brokenness. Grandpa Wharton, Bainbridge and John Branham. I'm not sure if hero is the word for these people, but I do love them all in ways that words can't explain.

My Blog

Rubber Stamp Me and let me go back home

What does it take to get to heaven?  Have you ever asked that question?  I have, but when I asked the question what I was really wanting to know was, "What does it take not to go to hell?&nb...
Posted by preacher of the night on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 08:35:00 PST

vacation and rest

Just a moment to tell everyone that I thank you all that worked hard this weekend at TSY, and also those who helped us with our miniature Bainbridges.  Deb and I had a good time in Branson togeth...
Posted by preacher of the night on Mon, 14 May 2007 07:58:00 PST

The new preacher in town.

It was a quite, long night in the kitchen and the two vessels and the rubber chicken gather together to talk about the weeks events.  As time passes the rubber chicken noticed something upon the ...
Posted by preacher of the night on Sun, 13 May 2007 11:32:00 PST

One week later

A week had passed and the top of the fridge was still as happening as it was the week before.  Old bills were replaced with new bills.  The monkey bank sat quietly, and the dirty vase still ...
Posted by preacher of the night on Fri, 04 May 2007 07:17:00 PST

The dirty old vase and lack of sleep

Once upon a time there was a dirty vase of dead flowers that sat on the top of an old, avacoado green, GE refrigerator.  It was at one time a beautifull vase filled with fresh wildflowers, but no...
Posted by preacher of the night on Fri, 04 May 2007 04:58:00 PST

Enter the rubber chicken...(sitting in the corner observing the two vessels on the counter.)

Well, this moment on the counter turned into two hours where the dixie cup and beer mug just sat, leaned into one another, listnening to each other.  It was a two hours unlike any they had ever h...
Posted by preacher of the night on Tue, 01 May 2007 07:03:00 PST

The Dixie Cup, The Beer Mug, and the Rubber Chicken

Once upon a time there was a dixie cup that had a bad day.  She, (the dixie cup) was sitting by herself on the kitchen counter, minding her own business, when a loud-mouthed, oversized beer mug s...
Posted by preacher of the night on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 10:49:00 PST

Blood and Gasoline don't mix

Well, I jabbed my hand with a screwdriver today and it hurt like "you know what."  I guess what made it really hurt was the gasoline that was on my hand at the time as well.  This is a prett...
Posted by preacher of the night on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 05:47:00 PST

If the moon were made of cheese, would you eat it?

4:30 am and the world is peaceful.  I sat outside and could see clearly.  It is amazing how the moon can light up the sky.  Just imagine how much brighter it would be if the moon wasn't...
Posted by preacher of the night on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 02:32:00 PST

me verses myspace, and the beauty of it all

5:30 am in Denver.  I can't sleep, so I wrote a long blog and myspace ate it.  I hate it when that happens.  So, here goes a shorter draft #2... My first draft was a beautiful...
Posted by preacher of the night on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 04:39:00 PST