Post number three! Colorado Pictures, I got them yesterday.

On Skyline Drive 

At Coyotes 

Our photo shoot that evening after I got a shirt to match hers. 

Friends and Relations

I found this picture while I was looking for Colorado pictures a little bit ago and thought I'd post it. I think its so neat the way there are people who just seem to get along and enjoy each other no mater how long its been since they saw each other. And they can always pick right up where they left off, six months, a year or two, or how ever long its been ago. Linda and Charity and I get along like that. I think my being second cousins to Lynda helps (I'm going to spell her name both ways because I'm not sure which one is right, and this way I get it right one way or the other)!
 One problem with being related to Linda is that it also means that I'm related to Milton, who thinks he has to be in on all the pictures! So he flopped down behind us, till one of us got irritated enough that he decided that he'd better get lost. I can't even remember who it was that evicted him. But, he still managed to be on the best picture of us. Grrrr.... I should figure out how to photo shop him outa there. -Frank

Chapstick anyone?

Last night Amy and I were discussing eating chapstick, I remember that one time when I was in first grade Miss Ruth gave me a chapstick, I think it was cherry flavored, and it took one evening for it to disappear. Hey, it tasted good!!!! But I also remember feeling like throwing up for the next couple months whenever somebody mentioned chapstick. And I'm just wondering how many of you peoples ate chapstick when you were in first grade? Or later :) -Frank

Summer

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"The season between spring and autumn, in the Northern Hemisphere from the summer solstice to the autumnal equinox, and in the Southern Hemisphere from the winter solstice to the vernal equinox."

quinox."

I've been thinking lately about the difference in little girl summers, and teenage summers.

Last summer was long, much more lazy than this summer, and refreshing enough to be ready for schoolwork when it came time again in September.
This summer came in with a roar.
I started Drivers Ed. in June expecting to have my permit in a month and get all my driving time in this summer, I realize now what a blessing it was that it did not work out that way. If I'd have gone in and got my permit when I wanted to, there is no way I would have gotten all my driving and drive times in. How could I have?
My last day of drivers ed. was pure torture, I knew that Dru and Lisl and Jube were sitting in the living room at home and I had not seen them in a year, I'd never seen Jube.
So after a hurried goodbye to Emma, a girl I'd met in drivers ed, and promises to get together during the summer(I've seen her once since then), I headed home... And tore into the house to say hi... I have not stopped hurrying around since, well not till this week anyways. I told Mom the other day when I'd had to stay home from work because of the flue that this was my first day at home not having to do something since drivers ed.... And it was true, I'd not had one single day all summer long.
Dot and I were talking one day a month or so ago and she said something about wondering if it was the Devil trying to distract us from the important things. I'd wondered the same thing at the time but looking back on my summer I realize the important things were what kept me busy. Spending time with the family going camping, going to Colorado, Melinda's wedding, a family reunion, and so on and so forth.
My uncle Tim wrote a song called "Million Dollar Life", talking about how he would not trade the things he has done and places he has been for a million dollars. Well I've had a million dollar summer. Sure looking back on it I still cant quite decide if it was the worst or the best summer I've had, but there were so many memories made that for some reason God wanted fit into my 16'th summer that I still would not trade it for millions.
Amy and Brad have both asked me in the last couple of weeks,"Why aren't you ever home anymore? You're always at work or something". Well now hopefully I can not "always be at work".
I cant say that I'm looking forward to school yet, I still am trying to catch my breath from summer time, and knowing that all the time I spent gone this summer is going to be traded for sitting at my desk trying to cram a year and a half's worth of school work (that mom keeps adding to, she got an Economics book in the mail the other day and handed it to me, when I said " I thought I was doing Consumer Math!", she said "you are!", doesn't help much but if I'm going to graduate next spring, that's just the way things are going to have to be!
So yes, I'm glad summers over, no, I'm not looking forward to school.
But praise the Lord I'm me!!! Have a great Autumn! -Frank

"God made us cousins, because he knew our moms couldn't handle us as sisters."

NBCC Cookout

Tuesday night we had a cookout for the Indians on the rez here, hoping to be able to interact with some of the children's parents. Driving over with Lance I got this horrid picture of having not one person come and ending up having a prayer meeting with the church folks who came.
Then I was horrified at my lack of faith and prayed that everything would work out for God's glory. Afterwords when Lance and I were figuring it all up we decided that we had at least 40 probly closer to 50 people come!!!!
When we got there the first thing I did was dig out a trash bag and started picking up trash... It's amazing the things you can find if you look! Three pampers (I told Lance later that was the worst part of the whole evening!), an old shoe, cigarette butts... soooo many of those, two little toy green plastic solders, an old sweat shirt, beer cans, pop cans, and lots more. Thinking back on it I realize how much a person can find out about people even through their trash if they know the people even a little bit.
Imagine the little boy whose older sister drives past and hollers out the window, "you'ed better get home right now if you think you think you are going to get any supper", and she means it. So he grabs four of his six little solders, but cant find the other two, and one of his shoes (he cant find the other cuz he is sitting on top of the big plastic rock and it's underneath the swing set) and runs home top speed forgetting that his sweat shirt is under one of the benches. When he gets home only Auntie and his older sister are home, "where is Dad", he asks. "At the park with Uncle", Auntie answers. Then he's glad he left so fast. Dad is probly standing round at the back of the play ground drinking and leaving cigarette butts laying around and when he gets home he and Mom will have a big argument again, if Mom is back from her job at the casino by then...
Okay so you are all getting the picture. And don't think that it's a rare, I personally have seen and heard the adults arguments... I've heard the little girl sitting on the front step crying when she gets dropped off after school and mom has the door locked and dad's not home.
It happens... My question for you is: Do you care enough to pray?
Tuesday night we had a wonderful time with those people, last night at prayer meeting we thanked God for blessing the evening so well and asked that He help those people remember something they heard or saw. But how many of us remembered to pray today, and will remember to pray tomorrow?

“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.”