Since I’ve been held up waiting on materials, I spent three very full days last week backfilling around the shop and doing other yardwork with Beth (filling in low spots and sowing grass seed). Since I have a surplus of dirt, I also offered to fill in low spots in both adjoining neighbor’s yards. My missing steel panels arrived this morning, but rain is forecast most of the week, so I’ll work inside hanging ceiling joists and finishing the horizontal track for the 16′ rollup door.
“The general Principles, on which the Fathers Achieved Independence, were the only Principles in which, that beautiful Assembly of young Gentlemen could Unite…And what were these general Principles? I answer, the general Principles of Christianity.”
~John Adams, to Thomas Jefferson, June 28, 1813
It’s been two months since the last update on the shop building, and it’s definitely starting to look like a building now. After finishing the girts, I had a little more framing to do, including the overhead door jambs and backing for the soffits.
“I have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. It is of immense value, strength, confidence and that’s why I’m able to remain fully committed to the idea that what is supposed to happen will happen when it’s meant to.”
I would love to write a story,
Of life that never dies.
Of love that’s never ending,
That soars above the skies.
Oh to be the one,
Who wrote the happiest song.
Of love that’s never ending.
Of love that’s never wrong.
Men can write a poem or rhyme,
But none could ever tell;
How life goes on forever;
In Heaven or in Hell.
But God gave us the Bible,
To learn of His great plan,
Of a love that’s never ending,
When He sent the Son of Man.
The poems in the Bible,
Are there for all to read.
The lessons taught and learned;
The Best Poet we must heed.
So while I did not write the words;
I’ll carry them within my heart
Then tell of He who wrote the words,
And The Word He did impart.
Decisions, Decisions, Decisions,
We make them everyday,
In how we choose to live,
In every single way.
You may not believe, He’s the Greatest Poet,
But in the end you will agree,
For every knee will bow and tongue confess
As we face: Eternity.
“It is the plain man who gets uncomfortable and says to himself, ‘this may be the fashion of the moment, but I don’t like it.’ It is the mass of Christian men who feel in their bones that there is something wrong, though they have difficulty in explaining it.”
Hillaire Belloc, The Great Heresies