March 18 2010

Main Street by Roger Allen, publisher — March 18, 2010

March 18, 2010 // 0 Comments

Exponential Our Expo is developing. Last year it drew some big crowds. This year it looks like there might be 170 booths and we’re starting to get them from out of town. Be sure to go. Unlike some similar events, this one is free! Green rocks and a tin box After Christmas, a teacher asked the kids how they spent the holiday away from school. One child wrote the following: We went to visit Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Arizona. Now they live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look like grass. They ride around on their bicycles and wear nametags because they don’t know who they are anymore. They go to a building called a wreck-center, but it must have got fixed because it’s okay now. Grandma and Grandpa do exercises there, but they don’t do them very well. At their gate, there is a dollhouse with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out, and go cruising in their golf carts. Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And they eat the same thing every night – early birds. Some of the people can’t get out past the man in the dollhouse. The ones who do get out bring food back to the wreck-center for potluck. My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his life to earn getting retarded. And she says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday, too. When I get retarded, I want to be the man in the dollhouse. Then I will let people out so they can visit their grandchildren. Luck of the Irish Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn’t find a parking place. Looking up to heaven he said, “Lord, take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I’ll go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish whiskey!” Miraculously, a parking place appeared. Paddy looked up again and said, “Never mind, I found one.” About Face I tried to get on Face […]

The Tax Attic with Jerry Coon — March 18, 2010

March 18, 2010 // 0 Comments

Prayer never hurts, on the course or in the office   I attend church services at Rockford Reformed Church. My minister is Reverend Richard (Rick) Tigchon. I like Rick. His sermons are Bible-based, understandable, and very down to earth. He also likes fishing, which just happens to be one of the sports that I enjoy. In fact, I would say that Rick is passionate about fishing. I, on the other hand, do like to fish but I think there are also a few other sports that are worth pursuing such as bowling, golfing, playing softball, and hunting. Even though I’m a decent bowler, I have never bowled a 300 game. I’m a better golfer than Charles Barkley, but I have yet to get a hole-in-one. I have played softball and baseball most of my life, but I have never hit a grand slam home run. Finally, I have plenty of deer horns in a box in my garage but none of them are bigger than 8 points, so no Boone and Crockett size bucks have wandered in front of me and my trusty rifle. Last Sunday, Rick’s sermon was on prayer. Prayer is a conversation with God, our Heavenly Father, and Rick said we should ask God for anything. Now, I don’t know about you, but I have never asked God to let me bowl a 300 game before. I have been close and I still didn’t think to ask God for those last few strikes. I feel it might be a bit presumptuous of me to ask for such a thing. Now, Rick has thrown another consideration into the mix when he says we should ask for anything. Where do I start praying for those strikes? Do I have to start out a game with two or three strikes or five strikes before I start praying? I think I have seen a guy or two I’m bowling against bowing their head while I’m going up to bowl, but I never considered they were praying that I would throw a bad ball. Now I’m not so sure. This summer, every time I get up to a par 3, should I pray for that hole-in-one? I still think it’s a little presumptuous, but if I’m having […]

News Bits — March 18, 2010

March 18, 2010 // 0 Comments

Rockford Lions hold first annual chili cook-off The Rockford Lions enjoyed a change of taste recently with their first-ever chili cook-off. The chili cook-off was held at the American Legion on Thursday, March 1.  It was open to other Lion clubs in our district and attendance was about 125 hungry Lions.   This fundraiser was a great success and a good time was had by all. Next year the Rockford Lions will open this event up to other Lion Clubs for the best tasting chili.  Regular monthly meetings are held at the Community Cabin on the second and fourth Thursday starting at 6 p.m.

A Message for You — March 18 2010

March 18, 2010 // 0 Comments

Throwing snow into spring by PASTOR JEFF WILLIAMS Courtland-Oakfield United Methodist Church Robert Falcon Scott, a British explorer, made two expeditions to the South Pole in 1901-1904 and 1911-1912. On one occasion, the weather conditions were such that a white haze blended with the unbroken whiteness of the snow and no horizon was visible. Wherever they looked, there was simply one unbroken whiteness. There was no point on which they could direct their course as they drove their sledges forward. Before long, they were coming upon their own tracks. Thinking that they were going forward, they were in fact only going around in a great circle. To solve the problem, they began throwing snowballs ahead of them in the direction of true south so that they had something to fix their eyes on. Without some vision of the future, how is it possible to direct one’s course in a rational way? In practice we do what Scott did; we have projects, literally things we throw forward, long- or short-term projects, and we measure our progress by the degree of success we have in reaching our self-set targets. But where do these projects lead in the end? Scott had a compass to tell him in which direction to throw the snowballs. Without a compass, how do we know whether our success in reaching our targets is in fact progress or regress? (Lesslie Newbigin, The Gospel in a Pluralist Society). In the northern hemisphere, Easter is celebrated in the spring, and in Michigan it is a time of unmistakable change from the snow of winter. The winter view is broken by sunshine, melting snow, puddles, mud, returning birds, new buds and a greening of the landscape. We are refreshed by the change of weather. The struggle of Scott’s expedition was against an unchanging landscape, and loss of depth perception and direction. Thankfully God blesses us and the world with a sense of the future. Prophets are the ones called on to announce such a vision: “For surely I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord, plans for your welfare and not for harm, to give you a future with hope,” (Jeremiah 29:11). As Christians, we are entering the final stage of Lent, a time […]

1 2 3 4 6