Happy thanksgiving - laugh & remember

Enjoy this hilarious holiday greeting from crosstraining.

But most of all, remember it is all from our Great God!

Oh, the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are his judgments and how inscrutable his ways!

"For who has known the mind of the Lord,
or who has been his counselor?"
"Or who has given a gift to him
that he might be repaid?"

For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be glory forever. Amen.

my cute wife.

brannon-drawn

brannon mcallister drew this portrait of me.

wow. Thanks, brannon.

Beautiful

Congratulations Jenny and Joey.

Love you guys.

Pie & Thanks Design

Our church hosts an Annual Neighborhood Thanksgiving Pie and Praise Fellowship the Tuesday night before Thanksgiving Day. I designed up a little campaign for it. The flyers will be 4-per 8.5"x11" and they will be cut diagonally. Hopefully, it will get more of a look than a normal church flyer.

We are excited about the oppurtunity to share the season with those in the neighborhoods around our church building.

If you would like to print some off for yourself. Here is the PDF file.

I work in IE, again.

Internet Explorer viewers--Oh, the sufferance you've born on my account. As I read an article on the woes of designing for IE, I thought to myself, "Hmm, I wonder what my site looks like in that thang." So, I checked. Bad idea. Ruined my day, in fact. Much to my aghastment, I found a despicable looking sight of sites. Columns out of whack, sidebar clinging to the bottom of the body copy and links off in an unapproachable area to the left. "Blag," I said.

The problem is relatively fixed. Well, at least it's not as bad as it was before.

Sorry, 70% of my viewers. You never told me. This whole time, you've probably been stewing. And I had no idea.

By the way, the site looks like I want it to in Firefox.

Oh, to see the Dawn

Oh, to see the dawn,
Of the darkest day:
Christ on the road to Calvary.
Tried by sinful men,
Torn and beaten, then,
Nailed to a cross of wood.

This, the power of the cross:
Christ became sin for us.
Took the blame, bore the wrath--
We stand forgiven at the cross.

Oh, to see the pain,
Written on Your face,
Bearing the awesome weight of sin.
Every bitter thought,
Every evil deed,
Crowning Your bloodstained brow.

This, the power of the cross:
Son of God - slain for us.
What a love! What a cost!
We stand forgiven at the cross.

Now the daylight flees,
Now the ground beneath,
Quakes as its Maker bows His head.
Curtain torn in two,
Dead are raised to life;
'Finished!' the victory cry.

Oh, to see my name,
Written in the wounds,
For through Your suffering I am free.
Death is crushed to death,
Life is mine to live,
Won through Your selfless love.

Keith Getty & Stuart Townend
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