Let Me Tell You About My Mornings

My mornings are not important to anyone else.  I realize that; but to let you know what I do as a pastor, and a School Bus driver of the mornings – Here goes…

My alarm goes off around 3:15 a.m.  I get up do the necessary things before dressing, then proceed to make some coffee.  I get my computer turned on.  Then I take my Bible, my journal and set down at the kitchen/dining table; and I read a portion of Scripture (usually 2 – 5 chapters) to hear what God has to say to me today.  I spend a few minutes speaking to Him as well.

By the time I am through with my Bible reading the coffee is ready and I pour me a cup, mixed with a packet of Swiss Miss Dark Chocolate Sensations hot chocolate mix.  Yum.  Then I begin writing in my journal.  You can read some of what I wrote in today’s writing at this link

After I have written in my paper notebook, journal; I come and do some post for our Church blog, and my Bible Study blog called BROKEN PIECES.  By the time I am finished with that it is about time for me to leave for the bus garage.  I do watch a bit of Fox and Friends before leaving, and clean up my coffee pot.

I leave the house around 5:15 a.m. arrive at the bus garage around 5:45, pre-trip my bus, and leave on my route around 6:05 a.m.  It is an amazing drive.  I get to drive approximately 25 minutes before I pick up my first stop.  From then on into school there is much talk, screaming sometimes, laughter, playing [not supposed to]; no more quiet time.

I arrive at he High School drop off about 7:45 a.m. then the Elementary about 7:50 a.m.  Then, that part of my morning is over.  Following the route this morning I went with some of the other drivers to the Primary Cafeteria for biscuits and gravy for breakfast; instead of coming home.

When I get home I check emails, facebook, my blogs for comments and such; but most of all I try and spend the time preparing sermons for Sunday mornings and evenings.

Today I am scheduled for an activity trip taking the soccer team to Springfield, MO.  I am blessed to be doing a work which I thoroughly enjoy; being a pastor, and a school bus driver too.

A Blessed and sunny day along the banks of Flat Creek.

~tim

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Sunny Day

It is a lovely Spring day here on March 25, 2015.  The sun is shining brightly, the temp is at 64 degrees hear only the rolling Flat Creek.

This morning as Madge and me were eating breakfast I was looking out the patio door watching a couple of geese down on the creek swimming, frolicking around, and enjoying the morning coolness.  I told Madge, “It is pretty neat to be able to sit at the table watching wildlife at play”  or something like that.

It is.  It really is neat to watch God’s creation through our door, and it is even better to get out in it when we can.

I do enjoy Spring.  I can practically hear the grass growing :).  It is grand.

From the banks of Flat Creek

-tim

Ducks on the Creek

The place where our dinner table is set is where we can have our patio curtain drawn back and see a very large portion of our backyard.  For the past two morning’s Madge and I have been eating our breakfast, looking through the door to the frost on the ground, watching the dogs at times; and then, too I have witnessed ducks swimming and playing down on the rapids in the creek.

They would get in the rapid part of the creek, float down for a way, the fly back up to the still water, float, and get into the rapid, float down some more, then again fly back up to the still water.  It is like they were just entertaining themselves, having fun.  Madge and I were entertained watching them.

Flat Creek holds a wealth of entertainment for those who know what real entertainment is.  For others you can be bored if you want.  Though I do sorrow much for the parents and loved ones of the children and teachers who were murdered by the Connecticut Coward; and I also sorrow for his parents and family.  I will not be logged down with the burden of the immoral, indecent, murderous acts of anyone.  Ducks on the Creek is great relief from the continued cacophonous sounds of the News media going on and on about any tragedy.

I will pray for the the families; and still watch the Ducks on the Creek; as well as Eagles soaring through the air.

-tim

More Trees and Some Rain

For an early Father’s Day gift my son Timothy and his wife Sarah and their children, Naomi, Josiah, Eli, and Lydia got me three new trees to plant.  They brought them down to me on Saturday.  Timothy helped me plant them.  One is a Tulip tree, one is a Red bud, and the other is a Crape Myrtle.

I had watered them this morning; pretty early, a little while before the sun rose over the hill to the East of our house.  After breakfast I went and built some fence to keep cattle from coming in through out back yard.  When I finished that I came to the house and cooled off, sat on the front porch, feeling the coolness of the cloud cover moving in, with some wind.

After I came in the rain came, and it fell rather heavily, and for a period of thirty minutes or more.  It slacked off a bit, but as I write it started pouring again.  Praise the LORD for the rain.

-Tim

The Fruit of the Ground

Yesterday morning I went out after breakfast and dug some potatoes.  We never planted any potatoes this past Spring, but we had potatoes growing from last year; so I endeavored to care for them, maybe a little too late; but I started to do so anyway.

I may have gotten 10 pounds of small to smaller ones.  Even among a few people I know who planted potatoes they have reported harvesting small potatoes.

After I dug the potatoes, I went and borrowed a pickup truck, and a chainsaw to cut a limb off a gate which goes into our family cemetery.  A week or so ago we had a strong wind come along and a limb broke off crushing one of the two metal gates, and resting on top of them both.  I cut the limb into wood chunks, and threw the brush from the limb over the hill side.  It looks much better now.

In the  afternoon I replaced a missing shingle on our house, which was due to wind damage some time ago.  That’s done now.

I am thankful for the Fruit of the Ground which the GOD of all creation has provided, and the labor that goes with it; especially the strength to do it, along the banks of Flat Creek.

-Tim

Second Week

I have began my second week of no driving the school bus.  Have I missed it?  Not yet.  I have been busy.  I spent the very first week working at Youth Camp at Baptist Hill near Mt. Vernon, MO serving as a camp cook.
I really don’t think that camp cook is a proper title for me.  I have put food in the convection oven, prepared chicken for the oven, bacon for the oven,  eggs for the scrambling – 47 and one half dozen as a matter of fact – that is Jerry W. and myself cracked that many eggs.  We also added lemon juice to keep them from turning green, milk to make them fluffier, and also salt and pepper to season them.  The eggs were for breakfast Wednesday morning.
We were feeding about 175 youth and workers.  There were 9 youth who called on the name of the Lord for salvation; 11 other decisions and one who decided they needed to follow the Lord in Baptism.
My schedule while I was at camp went a little like this.  I was up at 3 a.m., at the cafeteria by 4 a.m. making coffee for the workers coming soon; and when the head cook [Jerry] arrived we visited a while, drank coffee, then started prepping breakfast.  One morning following breakfast I did go to my room and took a nap.  It was quite restful; and one afternoon I went and rested for a while.  Each night I was in bed by 9 p.m.  Tired, tired, tired; ready for bed and sleep.
The second week; it is hot,  hot, hot.  I prefer hot to cold though.  This morning I went out and hoed around our potatoes.  Even at 7 a.m. it was still pretty warm out.  I have more taters to work.
I am thankful for the strength which my Lord and God Jesus Christ has given me.  Thank YOU Lord.
Tim A. Blankenship

One Saturday in May

I know there is a couple of Saturday’s left in May. On the 23rd and 24th I will be away from the pulpit of Carr Lane Baptist Church, taking a vacation Sunday. I will be visiting another church to listen to a good sermon, from a good preacher.

The “One Saturday…” of which I write was on the 9th of May. The day before Mother’s Day. Our son Philip came up from Booneville, AR. along with his wife Sarah Joyce, and two daughters Rene’e and Natalie, spent the night on Friday and went to Mother’s Day breakfast with us, at Carr Lane Baptist on Saturday morning. The men of our church provided, cooked and served bacon, sausage, pancakes, biscuits and gravy, and scrambled eggs for the honor of our mothers.

Following the breakfast we; that is our son and his family; our daughter Monica, her husband Sam and daughter Addison went to Silver Dollar City near Branson. We often, jokingly, call it Steal Your Dollar City; around here in Southwest Missouri. It is a theme park, amusement park, music park, crafts park; taking you back to the 1800’s or so. They also have rides; roller coasters, wet rides, and kiddy rides.

Even I got on two of the roller coasters. The first one I rode was called “Powder Keg”. It sends you off on a short ride which starts you from a standing stop at about 60 miles per hour. From that stop you top a steep rise in the tracks to a sudden drop with twists and turns which would leave you breathless, if you are not screaming; or laughing all the way around. I laughed on every twists and turn. Were it not for the seat restraints you would come out of your seat.

We finished with Powder Keg then went and rode “WildFire”. It has loops and loops and one more loop. It too is a thriller, but I think I liked Powder Keg the best. It sets you back in the seat, and leaves you longing for more. That is if you like that kind of thing.

Spring is here. Enjoy it in our Lord’s Creation.

-Tim A. Blankenship