Memory Lane And Chunky Steve

So a friend sent me this picture today. ********sigh************

Makes Fat Pastor look mild by comparison.

Patty laughed and laughed when she saw that old Vaucluse Elementary picture. She said I was "chunky." Whatever that means. I though I was quite debonair. Check out those glasses on Miss Spradley! Some of the people in that picture I haven't seen in over 30 years yet I knew their names on sight and remembered every thing that was important to a fifth grader in 1979. I might not remember what I preached last month, but I'll never forget these kids from the final class of Vaucluse Elementary School!

 Go Rocks!

(Of course, I could use some photo shop guru to shave about 15lbs off me or work in this picture of me in  my Navy days.)

Young Steve

Ahhh. What a difference 20 years makes. At least I still have my hair!

Circa 1988

2010

Quick Updates

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So when did my beloved Bulldogs become Thug U? Eight players arrested, THIS YEAR!


The Dawgs' fanbase is ranked 4th...Most Obnoxious! haha


Biblical Turbulence is coming along slowly. Patience IS a virtue, you know. Plus, I told you, good Bible study cannot be rushed.



Luke is playing in the Marching Band. That's my boy, out there!

The one in the middle.




With the trumpet.

And saxophone.



Look how "Versatile! " he is.

Look for an update from Fat Pastor soon.



Worked with a few folks writing the By Laws for a newly formed Band Booster Club at North Central High School. Thanks to Ed Stetzer for teaching that component of Urban Evangelization at Southern.





And I begin Doctoral studies at Luther Rice next week.



Other than that....life has been kinda slow.

The Leigh Boys

Luke, Me, My Dad

Last Update 2010

So the motion to release the GCR minutes failed. I voted for the amendment to release certain portions, but voted against the overall motion. The deciding factor was the fact that some poor soul of a whistle blower out there was having a week long heart attack. If certain people were promised confidentiality, they should have it. Also, I just wanted to know more from curiosity than anything else. If someone was promised a quid pro qou, … hmmmm…what to say, what to say…hmmm…what else is new?



So we are getting ready to head out. Back home. No Disney, no Hilton Head, not even a stopover in Charleston. Home to Cassatt, where it is a cool 95’ with a breezy 89% humidity. Orlando is the place of my birth, and I always enjoy it when I visit relatives. But it is 152 degrees outside and the humidity is at least a 1000%. You can see water vapor floating as you swalk down the street. (swim/walk.) So whether it is June or January, Orlando is too hot for Fat Pastor.



Where is this deal next year? Phoenix!? Good Lord! Well, you know what they say, “It’s not the heat, it’s the stupidity.” Maybe things will be better in 2011.



(Maybe I’ll reach my goal weight before then)

Luke And Me...What a difference a year makes

Feb 2009



Feb 2010

Fat Pastor

Fat Pastor...down 40 pounds! (and counting)



Before




After

Blessedly Old

Here are a few reasons I feel old:

1) Children: Today my BabyGirl registered for classes at college. ***siiiigh**. As if the constant reminders about my graying hair and receding hairline didn’t make me feel old enough, I only have one left in school.

2) Diets. I started dieting last week. When I was young I could cutback a little, drop the cokes and up the water and lose weight. I did good this week. Weigh in was today and I have lost 5 pounds. Not bad for week one, but I know I’m getting old because I didn’t LOSE any of it! I know exactly where it went. A lot more work goes into it now. I am considering a new blog. I can chronicle my weight loss journey. I think I’ll call it FatPastor.

3) Twitter. I came in to the blog world hesitantly, but soon found I loved it. I came into the FaceBook world kicking and screaming, and found it to be laborious and boring, but OK as a communication tool. Please don't ask me to join your mafia. I don't even know what that means! Twitter I don’t get. Never will get. I feel like some of the seasoned adults at church when they speak of computers. “I don’t know nothing about ‘em, and don’t want to learn!” Amen, on Tweating.

Let me ask you; are "Twitters" egomaniacs that think that I really care that they just ate lunch, or are they so consumed with their consumer electronics that they must justify the thirty bucks a month they pay for their Media ad-ons by updating their status sixteen times a day? Where do you people work!? How do you have time to tap out sixteen status updates on that wee little keyboard? In either case, Leave Me The Heck Alone! Tweat to some one who has time to read a bajillion texts a day! And let me tell you, that ain’t me!

Here are a few reasons I feel blessed:

1) This is the day the Lord has made.

2) I will rejoice and be glad in it.

3) I ministered to a family today, (a group of siblings) that made the toughest decision of their adult lives. Details can be spared, but I spent my day at a nursing home. It was heartbreaking all around. In the midst of the anguish; however, we all laughed as their mother relished in her talking teddy bear. It was a beautiful moment of levity in a stress filled day. And I silently thanked Jehovah Jireh, the Lord Who Provides, for that blessed moment.


Thank Him always,
for everything,
for He is worthy!