It is official. We now have 8 grandchildren. 9lb 5oz Samuel William Hutsell was born Monday, January 25, 2009 in New Bern, NC to proud parents Kris and Megan Hutsell and their family. He was 21 inches long with red hair and an attitude.
Samuel William Hutsell
Mom and family are doing fine!!
Megan with Isaac, Lily, Samuel, Henry, Alivia, and Emmaline
Praise the Lord for a successful pregnancy and birth. Surely dad will enjoy a few days off too.
by Penny Lea
The following years were spoken to me by an old man a few years ago following a message that I delivered at a large church on the east coast.
“I lived in Germany during the Nazi Holocaust. I considered myself a Christian. I attended a church since I was a small boy. We had heard the stories of what was happening to the Jews; but like most people today in this country, we tried to distance ourselves from the reality of what was really taking place. What could anyone do to stop it?
A railroad track ran behind our small church, and each Sunday morning we would hear the whistle from a distance and then the clacking of the wheels moving over the track. We became disturbed when one Sunday we noticed cries coming form the train as it passed by. We grimly realized that the train was carrying Jews. They were on their way to the death camps.
Week after week that train whistle would blow. We would dread to hear the sound of those old wheels because we knew that he Jews would begin to cry out to us as they passed our church. It was so terribly disturbing! We could do nothing to help these poor, miserable people; yet their screams tormented us. We knew exactly at what time that whistle would blow, and we decided the only way to keep from being so disturbed by the cries was to start singing our hymns. By the time that train came rumbling past the church yard, we were singing at the top of our voices. If some of the screams reached our ears, we’d just sing a little louder until we could hear them no more.
Years have passed and no one talks about it much anymore, but I still hear that train whistle in my sleep. I can still hear them crying out for help. God forgive me. God forgive all of us who called ourselves Christians , yet did nothing to intervene.
Now, so many years later, I see it happening all over again in America. God forgive you as Americans for you have blocked out the screams of millions of your own children. The Holocaust is here. The response is the same as it was in my country ——–
Praise the Lord for His providence. Entering a new year on unemployment is definitely a work of faith in progress, but He has not failed us yet, so we will trust Him to sustain us even now.
The Christmas season was very enjoyable as we were able to spend time with both Kris and Joel’s families. The biggest difference was that it was not spent at our house. We even left the tree in the attic.
We spent Christmas with Kris and Megan and the kids in eastern North Carolina where we assumed it would be warmer, but, with exception of a couple of days, it was a normal cold Christmas with the exception of snow.
We had a great time there, and when we came home, we spent New Year’s (Christmas) with Joel and Katie and their girls. Joel had to work a lot over Christmas too, so this worked out great for them too.
Lately my time has been spent searching for potential employment just in case they don’t call us back very soon. Until then, we will just keep the old belt cinched up real tight and do things real frugally.
God has been blessing so much lately and I have personally been encouraged with some possibilities to serve Him to an even greater degree. I have recently been allowed to sing with or audition for a couple of established SG quartets. Please pray that God will lead in whatever way He wants me to go, because both quartets have openings that I could fill.
One quartet is very well established and has a busy schedule. The other quartet could really use someone to help them develop their sound a lot, so I need to make sure that I am following the Lord’s leading and not my own.
I also started going to the local Barbershop Harmony Society chapter in Kokomo to enjoy honing my craft and as well enjoying singing those close-knit harmonies.
Well Scrooge popped up this year and the factory laid me off 2 weeks before Christmas….. Makes Christmas that was already slim, even slimmer.
Still determined to go to North Carolina to see the kids. It will not cost so much for the gasoline for the trip. I miss them all!!
I am sure that God will care for us. (Sometimes saying it is easier than believing it) He sure took care of us last summer. Have to trust that he will continue this winter. We were laid off just under six months last time and I gained an extra 25 lbs. NOT gonna do that his time!!!
Out of love and concern for the truth, and with the object of eliciting it, the following heads will be the subject of a public discussion at Wittenberg under the presidency of the reverend father, Martin Luther, Augustinian, Master of Arts and Sacred Theology, and duly appointed Lecturer on these subjects in that place. He requests that whoever cannot be present personally to debate the matter orally will do so in absence in writing.
- When our Lord and Master, Jesus Christ, said “Repent”, He called for the entire life of believers to be one of repentance.
- The word cannot be properly understood as referring to the sacrament of penance, i.e. confession and satisfaction, as administered by the clergy.
- Yet its meaning is not restricted to repentance in one’s heart; for such repentance is null unless it produces outward signs in various mortifications of the flesh. (read on)
While perusing through today’s FaceBook stuff, I happened on a piece of music that tagged Kris, so I followed it, naturally. The piece had been arranged by a Marine and it was pretty good, but the intriguing comments under it led me to another link that took me to the show he recieved such high praise for while he was stationed in Okinawa.
I know that he wrote the percussion and the vocal features in the show and he also did a ton of the production work to put the show on.
As a father, and having seen some of the show already, I was still impressed with, and very proud of all that he has accomplished while in the Marine Band, especially when I can recall his first days as a drummer so many years ago. I hope you get a chance to watch this video. It was taken by a person in the audience and placed on YouTube.
Here is the LINK.
Been awhile since this blog got it’s last update.
Have spent all spring working in the yard and getting into trouble. What’s new, right?
Not enough room to plant a flat garden, but the sky is the limit in this configuration.
Thought I would take a few pictures to prove I do anything all day while Vickie is slaving away at the factory.
God really blessed us when He gave us a house with a back yard campground complete with a fire pit.
The Backyard Campground
The view from the cheap seats.
The big sugar maple tree surrounded by hostas.
Thanks to Jeff Moss, we now have a water hydrant on the south side too...
Hard to tell, but I am only standing a few feet away from the bird on the feeder.
Hope y’all get a chance to stop by and burn some wood with us.