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Counting Sheep. And goats. And Chickens…

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His master replied, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master’s happiness!’  ~ Matthew 25:23   

As Ashlee and I have mentioned on several occasions, we have ‘only’ one television channel.  (Many folks would be very happy just to own a television at all.)  That limitation is, by and large, by design; we decided some time ago that we do not want to suffer the temptations that a variety of channels would pose both in content (the choice being largely between sex and greed—and sex) and wasted time (i.e., sloth).  Of course, residency in the boondocks plays a large role in our lack of viewing choices, as well.  One of the many benefits of having one channel only (insert tongue firmly into cheek at this point) is that we see, more or less, every 30-second spot that a local pastor produces to advertise his version of the Health-and-Wealth Gospel.  The spots are, as one might imagine, very light on theology and doctrine; however, they do promote good cardiovascular health—by getting my heart racing every morning as I seethe with incredulity that someone could say the things that he does under the auspices of (supposedly) being a minister of the Gospel.  (Daily repentance is also part of this regimen.)  Still, as my granddaddy would say, ‘Even a blind squirrel finds a nut every now and again.’ 

To wit: said local pastor’s primary goal is to get us to pay attention to the small things in life, with the idea being that bigger ones are sure to follow.  Now, we could spend hours debating the legitimacy of the Health-and-Wealth message, but something in his last message struck a chord with me—take care of the small things.  I remembered reading in the Bible—though I cannot remember where so, if you know where it may be found, please let me know—that a wise man counts his livestock regularly.  Scripture never ceases to amaze me with its profundity. 

What does that mean for me?  Certainly, there is a literal application because, Lord willing, I will (one day) get a ranching operation up and running in which I hope to have some livestock—goats, chickens, rabbits, etc.  It made me realise that being a good steward in that regard means more than just ‘checking up’ on your animals; rather, it means taking a real interest, a daily interest, so much so that if one were to die or go missing, I should recognise it almost immediately. 

Such an admonition has large ramifications in the other aspects of my life, as well.  God has blessed me with a family, food, shelter, automobiles, etc.  I reckon that I really should take a more hands-on approach to those things in light of that, shouldn’t I?  I should keep my truck clean regardless of the fact that Gracie Mae perpetually reigns destruction down upon its interior.  (I make no apologies for the exterior—you try keeping your nice and shiny while living two miles down a dirt road.)  In the same vein, my house should be tidy; my tools put away; the porches swept; the septic system maintained, etc., etc.  The devil, as they say, is in the details.  I should, out of thankfulness to God, ensure that I keep them up by taking a true interest in their maintenance. 

Yes, there is wisdom in the local pastor’s advice: Take care of the little things—not because we want to move on to bigger and better things necessarily, but because God has blessed us with what we have and we should be good stewards of them. 

Squirrel, meet nut.

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The name is Potter.  Harry Potter. 

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OK, for those of you who want to see my interview with the local news outlet, click here.  (I think I sound like a dufus; you be the judge.) 

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Can someone please explain to me again why I should NOT homeschool my daughter?  This from Kooky-fornia:  “Mom and Dad” as well as “husband and wife” effectively have been banned from California schools under a bill signed by Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger, who with his signature also ordered public schools to allow boys to use girls restrooms and locker rooms, and vice versa, if they choose.’ 

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Yet another reason to be frightened by Pre-Tribulation Dispensationalism: ‘I like seeing Jews with guns…

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Written by ninepoundhammer

October 16, 2007 at 1:11 pm

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  1. Wow, Matt, you’re practically a celebrity now. I only hope your new found fame will not prove a distraction on the softball field. We can’t have your groupies streaking to the pitcher’s mound during a game.

    In all seriousness, it was a good interview. You did a much better job than I would have done in front of a TV camera and blaring lights. I’m looking forward to visiting the new exhibit.

    Kyle

    October 16, 2007 at 2:23 pm

  2. I too am very impressed. Sure, the lighting did make me want to double check the lock on the doors. 🙂 But that’s beside the point.

    Your recent retelling of your time in the war, as well as the interview is very impressive. In your “short” life, it’s almost as if you’ve had two, someday to be, three totally different careers.

    You’re going to have lots of stories for the grandkids!

    Kierstyn

    October 17, 2007 at 10:11 am


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