You Will Suffer

Act like a cat...

When I was a student at UTA (University of Texas Almost), I took a class called "Oral Interpretation." In this class it was expected of all the students to memorize a rear-end-load of literature and eventually recite/perform it back to the class as if we were the author or main character of the piece. 10-15 minutes worth of monologue is A LOT of memorization. My professor told us that if we were to forget our lines, then we should just keep going- act like it's all in the plan. She summed up her advice by saying, "Basically, act like a cat. When a cat runs into a wall, they just keep going and act like they meant to do that."
While I was preaching on Sunday, I took her advice. During my sermon on Sunday, I was reading a James Dobson interview with Ted Bundy (16 hours before Bundy went to the electric chair). I came upon the word "succumb" and mispronounced it horribly. Instead of placing the emphasis on the 2nd syllable to say "suh-kuhm" I placed the emphasis on the first syllable to say "suck-uhm." I immediately knew that I mispronounced it. I decided not to look up and see spouses leaning over and whispering and giggling like little kids. I acted like a cat. I was hoping no one would notice. But I was reminded in my Life Group on Sunday night that my cat-like reflexes were not very good.
I was also reminded that last Sunday I mispronounced another word while I was reading Revelation 12. The word was "scepter" and I read "skepter." I knew that it was wrong when it came out of my mouth, but I kept on going. It was glorious.

While we're at it- if you have heard me say anything else that needs to be exhumed or brought out into the light, leave it here and laugh it up.

Secret Church

I am really pumped about Secret Church this Friday night. In case you're in the dark, here are the details:
Location: Jose & Rosanne Zapata's house- 6901 County Rd 526, Mansfield, 76063
Time: 6:00 pm - midnight
Agenda: Hear from Tony Rizzo (our friend from Gospel for Asia), take the Lord's Supper together, pray for the Persecuted Church, and study the entire New Testament.
If you are planning on attending, please eat before you come and get ready to dig into the Word. If you can, be there a little before 6 because we'll start on time and it's going to be a special time of identifying with the early church, the persecuted church, and of worship together.


Here's a promo video by our friends at The Church at Brook Hills in Birmingham, Alabama.

Cain and Ted Bundy and you and me

On Sunday I read part of a manuscript of a Ted Bundy interview conducted by Dr James Dobson 16 hours before Bundy went to the electric chair. I feel like this interview highlights very well the seriousness of sin- the way that sin will work if we think we can manage it and deal with it ourselves (just like Cain in Genesis 4). Bundy tried to manage and deal with his secret sin on his own for a couple of years before it finally pounced on him and devoured him (and over 30 lives were taken as a result).
The moral of this story: Don't think you can deal with your sin on your own. Don't think that you are beyond Bundy. Don't think that you are stronger than Cain.

Here's the interview in case you are interested.

Hudson's Lullaby

Last night was a rare night. It was rare because I held Hudson between 2:30 am and 4:00 am and absolutely loved every minute of it. He did not fight me- he fought sleep. He would rest his eyes for 3-5 minutes, wake up, pull back from my chest, and then collapse into it again. He rarely cried and rarely made a sound. I hummed and sang softly the same song over and over again for about 45 minutes. It's a lullaby that Jessica and I wrote together last Christmas as Jessica was carrying Hudson in her belly. It's sung to the tune of "Be Thou My Vision." I thought I'd share it with you now.

"Sleep now our Hudson
with whom we've been blessed;
Dream of our Jesus
for He's your true rest;
He's your great Comfort
your Strength and your Friend;
He'll never leave you
from now til the end."

We'd like to make little songs like this and traditions in our house all point to Jesus. We're looking for more family traditions and songs that are meaningful and amplify Christ. Feel free to share if you have one that's a must!

Raising my son to be violent?

As I was preparing for the message on Sunday morning (Genesis 3:14-24), I came across a short blog by Dr Russell Moore, a well-respected pastor and professor at Southern Baptist Theological Seminary in Lousiville, KY. I have included it below so that you can read it for yourself. It's well-worth the read. I was definitely intrigued by the title of the blog "Why I'm Raising Violent 4 Year-Olds" partly because it sounds counter-Christian, but also because I think I know what he means. I don't want to raise a nice boy. I want to raise a boy who is a warrior in the battle against Satan and the dark forces of this world. By the end of my son's life, I want his hands to be soaked in blood from battles with the Enemy- blood not from his own violence, but blood that he's accepted from the cross of Christ. I want to raise a conquerer who will not love his life even when faced with (and by) death/Death. Take part, Little Warrior, in an age-old battle. Victory is sure to be yours with Christ your valiant King beside!

Revelation 12:10-12 & 17
10 Then I heard a loud voice in heaven say:
"Now have come the salvation and the power
and the kingdom of our God,
and the authority of his Messiah.
For the accuser of our brothers and sisters,
who accuses them before our God day and night,
has been hurled down.

11 They triumphed over him
by the blood of the Lamb
and by the word of their testimony;
they did not love their lives so much
as to shrink from death.

12 Therefore rejoice, you heavens
and you who dwell in them!
But woe to the earth and the sea,
because the devil has gone down to you!
He is filled with fury,
because he knows that his time is short."

17 Then the dragon was enraged at the woman and went off to make war against the rest of her offspring—those who keep God's commands and hold fast their testimony about Jesus.





Why I'm Raising Violent 4 Year-Olds
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
by Dr. Russ Moore
....

This is because of my overall philosophy of childrearing. I am aiming to raise up violent sons.

I am not seeking to raise sons who are violent in the amoral, pagan sense of contemporary teenagers playing "Grand Theft Auto" video games or carjacking motorists. I want them to be more violent than that.

I want them to understand that the Christian life is not a Hallmark Channel version of baptized sentimentality. Instead, it is a cosmic battle between an evil dragon and the child of the woman, an ancient warfare that now includes all who belong to the Child of the Promise (Rev 12). I want them to forgive their enemies, not because they are good boys, but because they understand that vengeance against the Serpent comes not from their hand, but from that of the anointed Warrior-King (Rev 19), whose blood-soaked garments don't often transfer to the imagery of a Precious Moments wall-hanging. And I want them to exercise self-control of their passions, not because it is polite, but because they are called to struggle against the Evil One, even to the point of cutting off their own limbs rather than succumb to devices.

The "Star Wars" movie offered the opportunity to talk through these issues of cosmic struggle with my boys. And to place such themes in context of what they already know from the most blessedly violent bedtime stories they hear every day: the Holy Scriptures.

Good stuff.

So I found out about this video from a friend (Steve) who heard about it from his friend (David Crowder). Thanks, Steve, for sharing. And thank David for me, as well. This is powerful powerful stuff.

Life Group of the Year Award

Many of you have been asking me, "Kyle, which Life Group would get the Life Group of the Year Award? Which one is the best Life Group ever?" One of you even asked me, "Kyle, which Life Group do you believe will go down as the greatest Life Group in the history of the world?" Someone even asked me, "Kyle, which Life Group would win in a bar-fight?" All of these questions boil down to one spectacular award: Life Group of the Year Award.
And here it is . . .
(drum-roll please)
The Vongdachan Life Group

You ask me, "Kyle, do you play favorites?" My response: "No. I will only award this award if the Life Group does something truly magnificent such as celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving."

So, here's to you, Vongdachan Life Group: Ya geez. Happy Thanksgiving, ey?
And thanks for the invite. It was totally kosher!

The Appropriate Place for an Exorcism?

I found this article on Fox News' website. I believe that exorcisms take place- and probably should take place more often. I have no trouble believing this story. What amazes me is the reaction of Debbie Heida, Dean of Students. I laughed out loud when I read this: Dean of Students Debbie Heida said a school campus is an inappropriate place for an exorcism and removed him from his R.A. post.

She's a Dean of Students at a "Christian College." Christian! When is the appropriate time to rid a girl of a demon! "Excuse me, Sir" (I'm using an old lady voice right now), "This is not the time nor place" (pressing eyeglasses up against the bridge of my nose) "to exercise a demon. Next time you need to tell that demon to wait."

Now, I can't think of an exact time or reference, but I'm positive that Jesus saw no barriers- no poor timing, no bad locations, no improper situations- to casting out demons. Sometimes I think we read stories about exorcisms and think about what kind of power must have been displayed in that situation. But what about the person afflicted with the demon? How much pain and anguish must a person be in when possessed by a demon? I'm proud of this RA at Berry College. I'm glad he didn't wait for an appropriate time and place. Give me a break!

Praise God for giving this young man a spirit of power!

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Made in the Image of God

I realize that politics are taboo, and sometimes bills and amendments are a bit more muddy than we'll understand, but there is one thing that is crystal clear: Taking the lives of the innocent and defenseless simply cannot be justified. Our God is sovereign and He has declared mankind to be His prized creation, made in His image. It comes down to this: It's His choice. Not ours.
Hopefully things will change in America and a lot of much-needed healing will begin to take place.



John Piper's response to Barack Obama.

Public schools, taking risks & prayers for my son

I have no problems with home schooling. I have no problems with public schooling, either. I know the teachers that Jessica has worked with in the Mansfield ISD and they have ALL been incredible- no lie! They went to school for the very purpose of studying to become great teachers because they have a passion for teaching children. I would be excited for Hudson to have a teacher like any of them when he grows up. Not only that- but I feel like they all promote morality in their classrooms- in other words, their classrooms are not "Godless." So, here's a shout-out to all of Jessica's teacher-friends. THANK YOU!

And I think I would be fine if Jessica decided to home school- because I know she is a GREAT teacher. I am blogging about this because I have noticed that public schools have taken a HUGE hit lately. I hardly EVER hear anything good about public schools these days- especially from Christians. I told Jessica the other day that we have been closet-public-school-lovers for far too long. So- please hear me say that I have no problems with home schooling. For some children, it really may be what is best for them and their development. What I want to say is that I LOVE the idea of public schooling (for the most part) and I LOVE Mansfield ISD. That's my preface for what I want to say.

What I take issue with is when Christians want to home school because the public schools are not good at teaching their kids about God. My question- "Whose job is it to teach your kids about God?" I take issue with a mindset that says "It's too scary out there. Let's just play it safe." Why are we so insistent on running from darkness when God has told us to run to it with the Light?

I am praying BIG prayers for my son- that God would use him for His glory- that God would show Himself to be mighty on his behalf- that God would use Hudson to be a peace-bringer, joy-giver, loser-lover, defender of the weak, adventuresome boy with a voice that is as loud as it needs to be when the Gospel is silenced. Where the Gospel is squelched- that is where I want my son. I want him there so he can be a proud voice for his Loving Father and his Savior, Jesus Christ. After all, "How can they call on the One they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the One of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!" Romans 10:14-15

The following video helps explain how I feel about this culture of comfort I see in the DFW area.

Why I sometimes...

Why I sometimes hold my wife's hand during worship:
1. Because God has saved her too. Joy floods my heart when I think about God opening her eyes to see what He has done for her. I am happy to sing next to her because we both have been rescued by God's own hand. Sometimes I wrap my arm around her while we sing- I love to sing praises to God as a family. One of my most vivid corporate worship memories is when we were at Student Life Camp with 6000 teenagers, and Chris Tomlin was leading worship. We were both in the midst of despair, and though we couldn't understand why God had taken us to Florida, we proclaimed what we knew in our hearts to be true- together, gripping each other's hands so tightly, tears rolling down- "Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord . . . You are the Everlasting God . . . You do not faint, You won't grow weary. You're the defender of the weak, You comfort those in need, You lift us up on wings like eagles." Every time we sing that song now, we grip each other's hand tightly and sing that song with all our hearts- often in tears. It reminds us of God's saving arm and His provision for us in our history together.

2. It strengthens our love for each other. There is not a stronger bond than the one that is united by God.

- ps- Because I can see a teenager reading this post and thinking that I encourage doing this with your girlfriend or boyfriend during worship I feel led to share this: I used to hold my girlfriend's hand during worship when I was in high school. I did this for no other reason than to be close to her and, I think, to steal some of her praise to God. I don't recommend this show of affection among teenagers and many singles. The girl wants to be close. The guy wants to be physical. The problem comes down to this: an individualistic mindset versus a community mindset. I held her hand because it felt good to me and not for any other reason. It was a selfish act of self-worship.

Okay, I know this is kind of a weird post, but felt the need to share. Be sure to vote in the poll- What do you think about teenagers showing public displays of affection during times of worship?

More "Why I sometimes..." coming soon...

To tip or not to tip

I am torn. I cannot settle in my heart what I am supposed to do when the carhops come to deliver our food at Sonic. I have always thought it was kooky krazy that there's an assumption that customers are supposed to tip the carhops at Sonic. I have always thought that I was being very generous when I tip them 50 cents or a dollar. I know that they make minimum wage- but that's much better than waiters and waitresses make at restaurants. When I waited tables at Cracker Barrel I made $2.13/hour plus tips. Sonic peeps are making $7.25/hour (plus tips)!

I'm not opposed to tipping at Sonic. What I am opposed to is snippy Sonic carhops who get mad when they aren't tipped for delivering a Cherry Limeade. Pretend it costs $2.05 for a large drink. Carhops are hoping that you will tip them the change- a whopping 95 cents! That's a 25% tip... for walking a drink from inside Sonic to the car. I would rather pay them exact change so that my drink is a $2 drink instead of a $3 drink.

As I blog about this I am getting mad. I am typing really fast and loud right now. Okay, I've decided how I feel about this. My encouragement to you. Don't do it.

Am I crazy?

Sonic: To tip or not to tip?

btw-
I've been surveying people here at ABC coffee. Here are a few things I've heard so far:
"The lids are hardly ever on tightly and it always spills."
"There's always junk on the lid of my drink. It's always messy. I hate that!"
I asked one girl, "Do you tip Sonic carhops?" She said, "It depends on how close I park to the door."

Sonic: To tip or not to tip?

Fools and their tricks...

Last week when my wife was out of town, I found myself on a screwy schedule. Dinner at 9 or 10 pm most nights, and then on Friday night I went to workout around 10 pm. I did some cardio and lifted weights and then ended the night with a little down-time shooting hoops in the gym. That was when I saw him.

"Hey man, you wanna git a game of 2 on 2 goin?" He was wearing Umbro-like shorts and some black, Keds-like, low-top, K-Swiss shoes. Weighing in at 5'10" 220 ("Ding!"). Approximately 20 years old.

I said "No thanks man. I can't. I'm not wearing my basketball shoes. I'm just gonna shoot around."

"So? What's wrong with the kicks your wearing?" he said. (I was wearing some Adidas running shoes). "Look at what I'm wearing- I wear these and they do just fine."

(From judging at his body type and his outfit I was betting he was right. He probably didn't push it too hard on the court. At his speed and skill level, Flip-flops would have probably worked just fine too.)
I said, "I need my basketball shoes because I broke my ankle not too long ago."

"How?"

"Playing basketball."

"Well," (as he spread out his arms and looked down at his body), "I've never broken anyting playin hoops."

I believed him.

He finally conceded and said, "Alright cool. You mind if I shoot around wit you?"

Though I was really looking forward to some down-time shooting hoops I said "Sure" and soon we were shooting hoops together.

Well, sort of...
As I was shooting, out of the corner of my eye I kept seeing him do these odd basketball tricks (like he was trying to do some And1 Streetball tricks). He was obviously making them up as he went along. He would pretend that he had someone guarding him and then he would do some "sweet" trick and then put up a 10-foot jumper. Airball. Over half of his jump-shots were airballs.

"I used to be a killer shooter," He told me. "I used to be able to make 8 shots in a row behind the 3 point line." (He looked at me for approval and a "wow" facial response.)

I said, "Well that's pretty good!"

"Yeah, but I ain't played in like, 2 years. So, that's why I ain't makin as many today."

"Cool." I said.

After about 20 minutes of shooting around I said, "Alright "Matt", it was good to meet you. I'm headed home. See you around." I started walking off the court.

"Hey man! Before you go," he said, "can I ask you one question?" He had a smirk on his face.

"Sure thing."

"Has anyone ever shown you a basketball trick?"

"O this is too good to be true!" I thought to myself. "No! Whatcha got?" I said.

"Check dis out."

He then proceeded to get down on the floor, with ball in hand, and tried doing some sort of crabwalk-flipparoo pass-the-ball-between-your-legs while on the floor spinning around like a drunken breakdancer, then getting back up on his feet and trying to kick the ball and cup it in his hand and then pivot move and fake pass. When he finished, he looked a bit dizzy and had a "what now?" stare and then he said "I used to do that move all the time win I played on da streets. It was crazy!"

I said, "Really? Wow. Did they not call you for a travel or a carry?"

He shook his head yes and then said, "Yeah, exactly." (With a very satisfactory look on his face.) He had no idea that a "travel" or a "carry" was a bad thing in the game of basketball. He was very proud of his move that he just pulled off. He thought he was the most incredible basketball player, but as I walked off the court it was clear to everyone else that he was a fool.

I know many people who claim to be Christians but their lifestyle doesn't fool anyone. They are clearly posers and nothing more. They don't need to become better, they need to be born again. They have no hope of improving their game unless they are given a new nature. Just like that kid's game betrayed his talk, there are too many people whose lifestyle betrays their confession. "By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another."

How much will you allow the culture to shape you and your family?

Over the past few weeks I have asked the church this question: How much are you going to allow the culture to shape your family?
Last Sunday I cried (yeah, so!) when I talked about how I felt when I was at the gym and was watching a whole slew of tv's that were showing what to me appeared to be degrading. There was a heaviness and inner pressure I felt as I watched a music video of a former Disney Princess. It was a music video of Hillary Duff and I was saddened by how common it had become for everyone to see a woman singing and dancing suggestively in short shorts and in tight dresses (that's right- Hillary Duff!). I had a hard time explaining how it made me feel that everyone was on their own treadmill (going nowhere, mind you), watching entertainment that had zero redeeming qualities about it. I run the risk of seeming legalistic here, but we cannot settle for that to be normal in our lives!
I ran across this blog from John Piper, and I feel like here he is able to capture with ease what I was trying so hard to say on Sunday with tears.
I'll give you a short excerpt from it, and if you want to read it in its entirety, then go for it. You'll be better for it.

There are, perhaps, a few extraordinary men who can watch action-packed, suspenseful, sexually explicit films and come away more godly. But there are not many. And I am certainly not one of them.

I have a high tolerance for violence, high tolerance for bad language, and zero tolerance for nudity. There is a reason for these differences. The violence is make-believe. They don’t really mean those bad words. But that lady is really naked, and I am really watching. And somewhere she has a brokenhearted father...

To check out the rest of his blog, and to see why he has not owned a television in 40 years, click here.

Pray for Will

I normally don't do this, but feel led to share this. I don't know the Herndon's, but I know that my God cares for them. Here's an email from his mom. Pray for Will.



Hi friends,
As many of you know, my 6 year-old son Will has experienced vision loss over the past several months attributed to what was thought to be a genetic form of juvenile macular degeneration.

We received some devastating news this week from our genetics visit last month that diagnoses him with Batten's Disease, a very rare neurologically disease that initially attacks the eyes and then moves to the brain. As you can imagine, we are in shock...and while we refuse to claim this diagnosis, based on our faith, we cannot deny the DNA tests, nor the progressiveness of this disease.

My Will is such a wonderful, kind, caring and loving child. To think this horrible disease affecting only 1000 children in the country will steal his vision, mind, mobility and life is unimaginable. Since there is no cure (yet), we will rely on faith and prayers to lead the way to a miraculous healing for our son and possibly sons, since all our boys are at risk and will be tested next weeks.

I ask you plainly, with your utmost passion, to pray for our Will. Please pray for him each day; please include him prayers groups, at churches, share his picture with friends and family of faith. All we have is prayers and faith in God, and I will take the possibility of his intervention over any medicine, any day. I believe in each of you and I thank you for taking the time to read this, thoughts for my family and the hope that you wonderful friends send our way.

I've attached a recent photo of our sweet Will as a visual reminder of who you are praying for. Many thanks to Jamie Werner for taking this awesome photo and capturing his beautiful face so perfectly!!

With love and a heartful of thanks,
Missy and Wayne Herndon

Overwhelming

I have started and erased this blog post several times because I am having a hard time putting into words what happened on Sunday. I knew that it would be a great day, but I was not expecting what happened. God's presence with us was overwhelming. On Sunday evening, as I was helping the guys grill hot dogs at Joe Pool Lake, I tried to mentally download what happened over the previous 8 hours. Tears filled my eyes. I can't really describe it and this blog post is going to be frustrating to those who were not there to experience it with us, but all I can say is that there was a movement of God sweeping over His people at 412. Three people accepted Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior- and 2 of them did so in the middle of the service. It was almost as if they themselves could not stop it from happening.

Sunday night, we baptized 14 people. It was truly one of the happiest celebrations that I have ever been a part of. Tears fill my eyes just thinking about it.

Here are a few pics:

King Stanley the Great and I

I'm not going to flaunt this, but will simply tell the facts. I rescued a dog today. I named him King Stanley the Great. He stared death in the face on Matlock and Cooper Street at Pioneer Pkwy. I also stared death in the face when I followed him across Cooper in my vehicle. He is a good boy. He now resides in Arlington Animal Shelter. I believe that he will break out and come find me if it's fate. Or, if it's God's will.

Beloved Shirt

Today I am wearing my "Beloved" shirt from my sermon on Sunday. In case you missed it, God wants us to wake up in the morning and renew our minds to the truth that we are His Beloved. I don't have to go out and try to be lovable. I am loved. And so are you.



If you don't believe me, read Ephesians 2:4-5.

Powerful

Keith Wigi sent this to me on Facebook. I had to share the love. It's packed full of truth. It's Grrrrrreat!

The perfect Latte

From our friends at ABC Coffee. This is the perfect Latte. I don't even like coffee but I think I would drink this. Thanks to Dr. Calvin Pearson for letting me take a picture of his latte. It was awkward, but i think all of you would agree that it was worth it.

Sunday morning's messenger

By the time I got to church on Sunday morning, I was rattled. I was so scatter-brained. To make a long story short, I experienced what I think a lot of families experience on Sunday morning- stress. When I got out of the car on Sunday morning, Jonathan (our worship pastor) was in the parking lot getting something out of his truck. I sighed and told him, "I'm not preaching this morning." He said, "I'm not either." I said, "Fine then. I'll do it."

Walking through the halls that morning, it was so weird trying to be a pastor when my psyche had been wrecked minutes earlier. When people asked me how I was, trying not to be two-faced, I responded, "Scatter-brained." That was true. But if someone would have said, "Hey Kyle, are you ready to preach? Are you pumped?" I would have had to lie and said "Absolutely."

But then it happened. I believe God sent a messenger to me right before the service started. "Hey Kyle, I don't know if anyone has told you this before, but I just want to say 'Thank you.'"
"For what?"
"For all that you guys do. I love this church. I have never liked church and I haven't been to church in over 20 years. I've never been religious, really. But I feel so free right now. I feel like I can have a relationship with God. I feel accepted by God. Thank you."

Needless to say, it put me in my place. I decided that there was nothing I would rather do than what I was about to do- deliver a message of hope to the people of God.

God is always on time. I love the way that God will always deliver His timely message- to his messengers and through his messengers. Have you ever been there? Just when you needed a bail-out, a fresh message, an encouraging word- God brought the noise and revived your soul...

I don't know.

5 questions come to my mind as I post this:
1. Am I being inappropriate for posting this?
2. Should I ask my wife about this before I officially post it?
3. How can I make this blog and commercial spiritual?
4. Where can I get a ringtone like that?
5. Does this make me less of a pastor?



I don't know.

If you have answers to any of my questions or if you have more questions- just leave a comment.

Colossians, Christ, and my Wordle

This week I have been soaking in Colossians and skimming through Romans. There are times when I read Scripture that I subconsciously skip over certain passages because for some reason or other I think it's not applicable (I know- it's dumb). But there are times when I can't stop reading a book. Enter Colossians this week. I don't know how to adequately describe it, but it's like my heart had been bound by chains of religion and when I began to meditate on Colossians my heart began to become free. All I know is that I fell more in love with Jesus when I read it. I am just curious- What was the last thing you read that made you fall more in love with Jesus?


I created what's called a "wordle" today. It's based on my experience in Colossians this week. Here it is:



You can easily create one too at wordle.net.

yahooglemytubeface.com

Hello friends, family, and countrymen.

My name is Kyle Walker. On March 8, 2007, I set out to make a difference. A difference in my life. A difference in your life. A difference in the world's life. The results of my venture were astounding. The ripple effect went around the world and has now returned to me. Apparently, I only had two people who bought into my business venture. Do you realize what that means? It means that some of you were not paying attention. (If you do not know what I am talking about, look at the original message sent out on March 8, 2007 below).
So this is what happened: I didn't have buy in. I failed to create a sense of urgency regarding the product and I failed to shove my credibility in your face. So here it is: This is the best thing ever and I am the greatest business ventureman ever! I am yet pursuing another new business venture, seeing how my website "myfacetube.com" is now taken by someone named Pawky who talks funny. I recognize, however, that this is not necessarily bad- perhaps it's fate. Because myfacetube.com is only half the website that it should be. For those of you who don't know- myfacetube.com is the enjeanyus mixture of the highly successful myspace.com, facebook.com, and youtube.com. I have improved my venture- one upped myself, so to speak, and have concocted a new force:

yahooglemytubeface.com

This combination of 5 wildly popular websites will only engulf them in incredibility. I will blow all 5 of those websites out of the water by creating this mammoth of a website. Yahooglemytubeface.com is the panther of the cats of websites. It is the Toblerone of chocolate, and honey, and almond nougat candies. It is the wicker of back porch furniture. Imagine. More improved. More useabilitity. More cutting edge. More capabilities. More safe. Yahooglemytubeface.com is just better. It's the best. It just is. My only fear is that yahooglemytubeface.com may serve as a black hole, if you will, of websites. It could possibly be so great that it eventually puts itself out of business and destroys the internet altogether! Certainly there are kinks to be worked out.

My resolve has not changed. I am here to make a whole bunch of money. And also to change the world- one world at a time. And also I would like to help the world to be a better place. Will you join me? Not so much in the money part, but in making the world a better place.

If you will join me, just copy this message and sign your name at the bottom of the page and pass it on. If you do not pass this message on to at least 10 people immediately, something very bad will happen to you in the next 3 days.

Sincerely,
Kyle Walker
Businessman, Venturer, Inventor, Awesome


ORIGINAL VENTURE 2007
Hello friends, family, and countrymen.

My name is Kyle Walker. I am currently pursuing a new business venture. As I was sitting back thinking of all the different ways I can make money with my entrepenuer skills, I really began to think. There is this website called "Myspace.com" and then there is this website called "Youtube.com" and then there is this other website called "Facebook.com" (you should know this one because you are on it right this second). Well, both are very successful. But I am thinking about blowing the 3 of those websites out of the water by creating a bigger, better website. Bigger. Badder. Faster. Ballsier. More improved. More useabilitity. More cutting edge. More capabilities. More safe. More . . . better.

It is going to be called "Myfacetube.com."

My main goal is to just flat-out make a bunch of money, and put everyone else to shame. But secondly, I would like to help the world to be a better place. Will you join me? Not so much in the money part, but in making the world a better place.

If you will join me, just copy this message and sign your name at the bottom of the page and pass it on. If you do not pass this message on to at least 10 people immediately, something very bad will happen to you in the next 3 days.

Best Regards,
Kyle Walker

This is what it's like at our house

It's worth every minute of it.

1 minute of Fame

I want to meet this guy. He had his opportunity at 1 minute of fame and he took it! Hey-O!!!

I am blessed.

Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; for his steadfast love endures forever!

Funny or Sad?

I will not say whether or not I think this is funny. Some may say this is sad. Some may say it's funny. I refuse to say that I think this is hilarious.

Testing. Testing.

Here's our little man. He is so cute. Docs said he was a little jaundice. Apparently he appears yellow. Looks fine to me...