Archive for January, 2009
Episode 8 of “A Man and His Pond”
When last we left “A Man and His Pond,” Keith was introducing his koi to their new, watery home.
He’s made major progress since March, including replacing the back fence, which looked like this yesterday (yawn):
But now today – wow! Finally! These whimsical terracotta creatures have been buried in blankets in our cedar chest for four years.

Parrots, frogs, lizards, a dragonfly, a moon and sun – and a huge snake that I personally carried across the border at Laredo, when it was still safe to go there.

My favorites – the turtles. But watch the video. You’ll see we both have a thing for turtles.
Three months – we all heard it! So the backyard should be ready for prime time around Easter.

What’s up, Doc? A beautiful backyard!
In addition to all the pond work, Keith is also (again) coaching Julia’s church basketball team. So we have to work on the dribbling. But still – pretty good!
We went to a lovely wedding tonight of a friend at church. As I watched our girls enjoy the service and reception, I thought for about the millionth time: I hope they each marry somebody every bit as good as their daddy. Maybe we’ll have the ceremonies by the pond?!
You Do What You Have To Do
I’ve always liked hanging out with people better than myself. Fortunately, they’re easy people to find. Smarter - happier - more godly – prettier - quicker - better organized - deeply generous – people.
I marvel at many of my friends who make such differences at food banks, hurricane shelters, free clinics, Sunday Schools, student mentoring, etc. And now I have friends online who absolutely blow me away. They work in Russian orphanages, or create crafts to benefit orphans, or raise money to provide clean drinking water in Africa. These are regular women. No big red “S” on their camis. They are not infused with super powers, or great wealth. They just decided to do something that mattered.
My mother also did much that mattered. The older I got, the more I marveled at what she’d managed to do. And when I would question or recount an incident or accomplishment to her, she’d simply say, “You do what you have to do.”
Mom with David – a big part of what she had to do
What we decide we have to do is a choice, of course. My friends whom I admire so much have defined their choices. They teach and preach and reach deep into souls and far out to the world because they choose to do so. If you try to discourage them, or they hit roadblocks, they’ll still find ways to do what they have to do.
I’m not big on new year’s resolutions. But at this start of 2009, I feel the need to really consider what I have to do. Because as my mom said, “You do what you have to do.”
And it’s all about how you define that “have.”
Hey - It's Us!
"Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." Ferris Bueller
Wave hello to San Antonio

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