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HONDURAS HOGS, HOMES, AND HUGS

2007-11-12T23:04:00.000-08:00

Its been almost 6 months since I've made a post. I really have to be inspired to put words on a page or even read words on a page; (I'm almost done with The Barbarian Way which I started reading at the Pepperdine lectureships in May!) Ok...I'm remedial and just plain slow. All that aside, inspiration and perspiration hit me by the wheelbarrow loads last week. Terri and I had planned on doing some mission work somewhere in the world this year and God led us to Honduras last week with a team of 14 wonderful people. Among our group was a medical doctor, who made a few medical consults but mainly hauled blocks and mortar for a house we were building for a lady, a couple of business owners, an aeronautical engineer, a banker, a marketing director, a medical transcriptionist, a heat and air man, a commercial services entrepreneur, some retirees, and a self described slug!

We ventured to Central America to work with a wonderful children's home called Por Los Ninos. There are approximately 30 children who each have a special story on how they arrived at this wonderful safe haven; many of which are gut wrenching horrific journeys. By God's grace, these kiddos are doing incredible under the direction of a tough loving, crusty, hard nosed director and his angel of a wife who refers to all the children as simply "her kids."

Sticking with the theme of my blog, my beloved HOGS, I must tell you this story. About the third night of our trip, we were sitting in the restaurant where we gathered each evening for our meal, when the owner walked into the dining room wearing a Razorback cap! I almost choked on my chicken and beans! I motioned to him as if we'd been lifelong friends and waved him over to our table to inquire about his Hog Fanhood. As luck would have it, he was in the states a few years back, visited Arkansas and picked up the cap and was wearing it proudly. We both agreed that this is probably Houston Nutt's last year, and the basketball team should make the Sweet Sixteen!!! Actually, we communicated in grunts and smiles, posed for a quick pic, and said adios. It was crazy seeing another Hog fan in a third world country...I mean what are the odds? About the same as us going to a bowl outside of Shreveport this year I suppose!

Anyway, after arriving in Tegus and riding sardine style 3 hours to Catacamas, we unloaded and got to meet the precious souls for which we came. The Honduran kids are simply beautiful. Dark skin, big brown eyes, thick black hair and huge smiles radiated from most of them...except one. She was the one that caught my eye. She had me at the first glimpse of her. Her perfectly round face attempted a smile but it was sad at best and my heart sunk in my chest. Her expression painted a picture of her short life that I was scared to inquire about; but I had to. Her journey to this point was unimaginable; something the innocence of a child shouldn't experience. I witnessed that stoic stare transform into a beautiful smile as the week progressed. I spent a little time each day visiting with her; mostly just sitting and hugging. Her name is Cinthia and she is one of God's special children. At age 7 she has blessed my life in a way that she may never know. I love you Cinthia. Keep smiling.

(...to be continued...Next Post-"Extreme Home Makeover; Honduras Edition")

Fifty Years; More Precious Than Gold

2007-06-25T08:01:00.000-07:00

On June 16, 1957, George William Riley hoodwinked the lovely Lennie Grace South into slipping away somewhere in Northern Mississippi and getting hitched. No fancy wedding with bridesmaids, no church setting overflowing with flowers and no three tiered wedding cake. Even without all the bells and whistles, the love committment stuck and the milestone of 50 years together was celebrated with friends and family yesterday. It was neat to see each of their high school year books, early sweetheart pictures, and reminders of harder times. My parents weathered the storms of difficult economic times with my mom ironing clothes for additional money, and working at the high school as a secretary where she retired and dad farming with my grandpa, working on small engines part-time, and landing a job as a foreman in a copper tubing plant where he also retired. My sisters and I had a good life and mom and dad provided us with a great example of hard work, solid christian core values, and the importance of family. We never missed a meal, always went to school with clean clothes on our back and shoes on our feet, and attended church everytime the doors were open. I was very blessed and looking back I wouldn't change a thing about my upbringing. Happy 50th Anniversary Mom and Dad. You're the best.

FATHER'S DAY, ONE DAY REMOVED...

2007-06-18T08:20:00.000-07:00

Even though I was not physically with my kiddos this Fathers Day, I got calls from every one of them wishing me a happy Dad's day and telling me they love me. Cards are nice and all, but to hear their voices is like the commercial says...priceless. The greatest gift I recieved from my children yesterday was the assurance of their walk with the Lord. I was reminded of it from the sermon I heard yesterday which came from III John verse 4... "I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth." Jenny, Laura, and Stephen...I love you, I am proud of you all, and I continue to pray for you. You make me very happy.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TP

2007-06-06T20:10:00.000-07:00

A LONG TIME AGO, BACK IN THE 60'S, A FIESTY BUNDLE OF JOY CAME INTO THE WORLD TO THE DELIGHT OF HER WONDERFUL FOLKS, JOE BENNY AND JANE COOPER. ALTHOUGH HER DADDY DID HIS BEST TO MAKE A BAMA FAN OUT OF HER, SOMEHOW HER LOYALTY LEANED TO THE ORANGE AND BLUE OF THE AUBURN TIGERS. ONLY WITHIN THE LAST YEAR HAS THIS FAIRWEATHER FAN FLIP-FLOPPED EVEN AGAIN. HOG FANS, PLEASE HELP ME IN WELCOMING THE NEWEST ADDITION TO OUR SLOP BUCKET, MISS TERRI, A RECENT CONVERT TO OUR PIG PEN. DO I HEAR A HOG-A-LUJAH? IN THE FUTURE TP, I WOULD SUGGEST YOU NEVER BET AGAINST THE MIGHTY HOGS...SNORT, SNORT, SNORT...(YOU DO MAKE A CUTE MISS PIGGY) LET ME BE THE FIRST TO WISH YOU A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Are You Kidding Me...

2007-05-31T21:13:00.000-07:00

A Majestic Performance
If Michael Jordan was watching TNT last night, his jaw was probably dropped open with awe like most late night viewers as a new youthful King notched his place in NBA history. I had intended to turn in early and was winding down when the game went into overtime, double overtime to be exact and LeBron was just getting warmed up. With the series ties at 2 games apiece, King James made the Detroit Palace his shrine and put on what announcers called the greatest individual performance in the history of NBA post season basketball. First of all, the KID is 22 years old. The Detroit starting lineup has about as many years experience in professional ball as LeBron scored points last night; 48. The King made the veteran Pistons look like rookies and scabs as he single-handedly diced, dunked, fingerolled, scooped, fired from downtown, coached, encouraged, scolded, and basically carried his team on his back to a victory on the road by winning game 5. Get this...he scored the final 23 points of the game for the Cavileers and 29 of their last 30! Everybody in the gym knew he would have the ball and they still couldn't stop or contain him. Flip Saunders tried a half court trap, a zone defense, double and triple teams and it seemed to only make King James more determined to score and will his team to win. I don't know it he can upstage himself in game six, but since they move back to Ohio, I am predicting Cleveland to land in the championship game to face the even more veteran squad of San Antonio. In case the Spurs weren't watching, experience doesn't seem to be an advantage against King James.
Slight of Hand
The 7th seeded Hogs host a NCAA baseball regional this weekend and most likely a Super-Regional next weekend in Fayetteville. Albany is first up for the Diamond Hogs and the boys in Red and White are a huge favorite. The other 2 teams are Oklahoma St. and Creighton. The Razorback sluggers will face a unique pitcher if they play Creighton in ambidextrous hurler Pat Venditte. He has a special glove with two webs that allows him to switch hands at his disgression. He is equally effective from either side and presents this obvious advantage; he can throw twice as many pitches as a specific armed pitcher. Pat is known as a location pitcher and a grinder. He wasn't recruited by Creighton; he literally pitched himself by walking on and paying his own expense in hopes of earning a scholarship, touting his ability to pitch with either arm. He has earned his spot in the rotation and comes in regularly for middle relief and is currently the only switch pitcher in NCAA D-1 baseball. What a talent. Should make for an even more interesting tournament which experts say is the toughest regional. Go Hogs...all the way to Omaha for the College World Series.
Pork Point- During the 2006-2007 season, the Hogs have competed in the SEC championship game in football, basketball, and baseball and won the SEC track and field championship. Pretty salty...even though we lost in every game...

Cheeseburger in Paradise

2007-05-05T23:40:00.000-07:00

Phil, Terri, Donna, Steve and I were living these words of the famous Jimmy Buffet song Friday atop the campus of Pepperdine overlooking the waves of the Pacific ocean. We had just sat down to a table on the patio at the rear of the bookstore with 5 thick, freshly grilled burgers and an appetite to boot. We had already been feasting at the feet of spiritual giants such as Jeff Walling, Mike Cope, Randy Harris, and Monte Cox and this was icing on the cake to witness such a majestic view during lunch. It was all we could do to keep the ocean breezes from swiping our paper plates or blowing Terri's trademark sunglasses off the top of her head, but it didn't matter; the view was gorgeous and it was another defining memory of a spirit filled week praising God and fellowshipping with friends. This was my second pilgrimage out west and proved to be every bit the blessing it was to me last year. Don McGlaughlin was my favorite with his 3 days of lessons on "Getting the Passion Back in our Churches." Order the CD's on-line; it will be a great investment for you individually and for your church leaders. Go to the Pepperdine website for info. I'm not as savy as my blogger friends in linking from this post. Just Google it or something. If you get the opportunity next year, plan on attending. I believe the theme will focus around The Beatitudes. It will be rich. I promise, you will be encouraged, uplifted, filled to the brim with resource information, and equipped with a modern strategy for helping claim lost souls in your communities. Wouldn't that be enough of a bribe to get you there...not to mention the cheeseburgers for lunch with a view of paradise?

Stay The Course

2007-04-05T11:12:00.000-07:00

I've been running for about 8 months now and typically go 5-6 nights a week. I haven't been training for any race in particular, but had the opportunity recently to enter a 5K so I bit the bullet and signed up. A 5K is a little over 3 miles. My jogs up until that race had been 1-2 mile stints in preparation so I was a little nervous about finishing this longer distance. About 3 weeks ago, my daughter Laura and I, started running together. She was tougher on me than I was on myself and she helped prepare me for the upcoming race with a new technique which consisted of a 30 minute run where we would sprint for 30 seconds every 5 minutes during the run. It was definately a painstaking process but in time, I could tell my endurance was increasing.

The race was in Alabama, where I joined my friend Terri in this annual event to raise money for a local charity. I thought Alabama was supposed to be mainly flatland like central Arkansas, but during the last half of the race, I found that out to not be entirely true. I was in the 45+ age division and I really wanted to do well in my first race. I scanned the crowd to see who my competition would be and picked out who I thought might be the "rabbits" in our division. I edged up close to the starting line and waited for the starter. Running with people, a mass of people, is different than running by yourself. Its hard to not over-pace yourself as you all lunge for positioning early out of the gate. I disciplined myself early and didn't get too depressed as 20-30 youngsters passed me like they were shot out of a cannon. I settled in on my pace and was content. About the one mile marker I could count about 20 people in front of me and felt pretty good about my pace and position. The course was fairly flat until we started mile two. I suddenly felt about 25 pounds heavier and thought my lungs were shrinking as I drudged up "heartbreak hill" number one. I could have been convinced that it was Mount Kill-A-Man jaro at that point. I thought it would never end; but it did. Coasting downhill was a welcomed relief but topping the first hill only gave me a glimpse of the future hills that would await me. I considered slowing down to a walk a couple of times but I could hear Laura's voice urging me to labor on and I did. I stayed behind a stocky little high school girl who I was sure would give up any minute but didn't. She inspired me to hang in there because she didn't look like the typical runner prototype but never slowed for a minute. I was determined to beat her in this race. As we approached the last several blocks of the race, I was able to reach deep within my soul and find the energy to sprint and pass my younger competitor. When I passed what I thought was the finish line I was directed by an official to turn right and go one more block where the "real" finish line awaited me. My error in judgement allowed my younger counterpart to overtake me in the end and finish 18th overall and give me 19th place. I congratulated my running buddy for motivating me to run hard and immediately put away a couple of bananas and some gatorade. My time was 24:26 and my goal was to finish under 30 minutes so I'm happy. I won't tell you Terri's time but she finished strong and helped raise money for a good cause. I was very proud of her because she's the first to admit she isn't a runner although she walks periodically and has a runners stride. Next up; the MADD Dash in Searcy. I'm looking at knocking a couple of minutes off my time in this one. The guy who won the 45+ division was 58 years young and finished in around 19 minutes! I was high on him. We talked after the race and he gave me some good pointers. Moral of the story; You can do much more than you body tells you sometimes. Practice the 3 "P"'s in life and you'll finish strong. Preparation. Patience. Participation. See you at the finish line.

The Upwards Experience

2007-03-04T14:30:00.000-08:00

My daughter Laura and myself coached a 3rd and 4th grade girl's basketball team this year in a newly formed Upwards Basketball league. If you're not familiar with Upwards B-ball, its spiritual based with its purpose to use basketball as a tool to reach the unbelievers. Practices include a break for a short devotional and scripture memorization. We begin and end games with prayer. Parents and fans cheer for each team equally and winning is not emphasized; sportsmanship, fundamentals, and teamwork are. Its a great program that helps us focus on the truely important parts of the game at that level. Believe me, I'm want to win as bad as anyone, but its not a priority at this age. Having fun is. Learning how to dribble and pass and shoot and screen is something they can carry with them if they choose to continue playing in the next few years. (We did, however, come back and tie the only undefeated team in the league to finish the season in dramatic fashion!) We had a great experience and fell in love with 9 wonderful little girls. Thanks to Mallory, Maddie, Hannah, Raeanne, Sydney, Ashton, Sierra, Elizabeth, and Jacqline for making Laura and I smile so much. It was a blast. Above is a pic of Laura doing a devo during one of the practices. The girls fell in love with Laura. How could they not? She's my daughter!

Rivalry: The Remedy for Razorback Rut

2007-02-20T19:01:00.000-08:00

As March Madness approaches, the Hogs are again a bubble team and must most likely win the SEC tourney to punch a ticket to the Dance. They have a little momentum, having beat Mississippi State and Vandy on the road to end the regular season and start their "streak." During the road to the tourneys, we fans in Hog Nation have had to endure a 'soap opera like' atmosphere with all of the uneasiness lately on the hill. Football coaches and players leaving with and without comment, derogatory e-mails circulating from coaches families slandering players performances, and talk of Stan Heath loosing his job if he doesn't make the NCAA tourney. Heck, even our womens basketball coach resigned. None of this is what I want to read in my daily sports section. I have an answer to help us get past the papparazzi's we've become; and its not just winning because we won the SEC West in football with a 10 win season. We need a Rival. You know, like Alabama-Auburn, N.C-Duke, Ohio St.-Michigan. The Razorbacks have no one. Its us against the world. We currently have nano within the confines of our state's borders with whom we can arm wrestle and trash talk year round for bragging rights. Thus our water cooler talk gets boiled down to "who's calling the plays" and "when will F.B. ever retire." We only have 2 other schools in the state that would qualify as a D-1 rival; ASU and UCA. UCA is not even playing true D-1 status yet. On one hand its good to be the premier school in the state that everyone can rally around and support. On the other hand, a rival school would make the coaches recruit harder and smarter and the players practice and play harder in anticipation of the "big game." ASU would be our immediate rival, although their teams have historically been known as the whipping child of many big name schools. I say, schedule it for a 4 year home and away series and see what happens. If the Hogs have the program they think they have, they shouldn't be worried about being embarrassed. I would rather read print leading up to that game than read about what the Springdale recruits may be doing on Spring Break! How fun would it be to be part of an "Ironbowl", or "Tobacco Road" or "The World's Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party." It works everywhere else in the country. Why are we any different? Maybe the new A.D. can help us with that one.

Headed To The Hill

2007-02-07T11:31:00.000-08:00

I will get to see the Hogs play in Bud Walton Arena tonight for the first time this season. They take on the Auburn Tigers in what is becoming the Wacky Western division of the SEC. Its wide open for the taking and still, no one in the West has a winning conference record. I'm taking a long time friend and customer and we'll get to sit in our luxurious bank box and eat bar-b-que. Except for the 3 1/2 hour trip both ways it should be a fun evening. The Tigers have some impressive wins under their belt but the Hogs play pretty good at home. (excluding the Kentucky game last Saturday where we blew a 14 point lead and have lost 7 straight times to them) Stephen Hill will be the difference in tonight's game. I sure hope he comes back next year. Is there a 7 footer in the country that hustles any harder than Mr. Hill? I don't think so.
Signing Day
Today is an exciting day for the elite high school football players of the country. These kids have the once in a lifetime opportunity to ink with a school that has recruited them and agreed to pay their entire college tuition in exchange for strapping on some pads and moving the ball up and down the field. Pretty good gig, huh. Its amazing how many family members, friends, neighbors, and townsfolk who have supported these kids are bonded together by their accomplishments and keep up with their progress religiously. Congratulations to all the 1-star barely got ins, all the way to the 5-star recruits who had several options before settling on what school thought best fit them. The Hogs are ranked somewhere between 8 & 9 in the SEC in recruiting this year which on paper looks disappointing but there are a lot of diamonds in the rough with this group. Speedy backs and big ole lineman seem to make up the cream of the crop. Time will tell how good they will be. One thing is for sure. Arkansas has the finest facilities in the country so if you want to work hard and invest in yourself its yours for the taking. Boys will become men if they will buy into what the coaches, conditioning staff, and tutors tell them to. I still don't know why I didn't get a look out of high school. Would you have turned down a 4'11", 125#, 4.8 in the 40, with juking skills that would rival Barry Sanders? How did those coaches sleep at night?

The UN-known

2007-02-04T13:57:00.000-08:00

Have you cringed when witnessing the latest marketing tool that movie makers and some book companies are resorting to when pitching their products? It goes like this. "Coming out on DVD next week, The Return of Chuckie V, the directors UN-cut, Un-censored, and UN-rated version." This is a "no holds barred" effort to tweak our dark side and temp us into watching something that should otherwise throw up all sorts of red flags; at least for moral minded christian folk. First of all, isn't the regular "R" rated version of most horror flicks and the like, where blood flows like water, and guts and innards are spilled like hot soup, not enough to make us vomit? How much more gory and stimulating would the uncut, uncensored, unrated version of that be? I mean, once you've seen a decapitation in living color on the regular film, what's there to be added that would make us delight in it even more? I watched the movie "SAW" with my son-n-law last year and even though the creativity of the sicko was intriguing, I have no desire to see SAW II and now SAW III or the un-cut directors take of that movie. I like to sleep at night with my eyes shut. What's scary about this technique is that it works, and we need to guard ourselves from the temptation to fall under the spell of getting an "insiders look" at something never before seen; especially when it involves movies we really shouldn't be watching frequently that contain themes such as violence, nudity, profane language,...you know the drill. For some reason, we get an adrenalin rush when faced with the possibility of doing something even slightly "over the top." Movie makers and promoters know this and attack this weakness we have. I suggest we try to remind ourselves that if it is marketed with an UN-something on the box then its most likely UN-suitable for viewing. Don't fall into this dangerous trap of the UN-known. God discloses the dangers of traps like this all through His Word. The temptation won't go away so sharpen your sword and make ready the armor for your family and battle this UN-acceptable practice of movie marketing mayhem. I have some new adjectives I may forward to Hollywood to see if they'll consider them for their next racy flick campaign...words like UN-healthy, UN-fit, UN-settling. I'm guessing they won't be taking them under advisement.

quirk (kwûrk) An unpredictable or unaccountable act or event

2007-01-22T19:05:00.000-08:00

We all got 'em. Some quirkier than others. Some of mine surfaced the last few weeks and you know you have 'em when you start wondering if your actions are only specific to you. Its true confession time. Feel free to show your cards as well.
1. When purchasing a newspaper from a coin stand I NEVER take the top copy; I usually scurry down 3 or 4 as if its a more complete publication than the top one.
2. I bleed the watery substance off the top of the mustard container before applying a coil shaped pattern of mustard to the top of a freshly grilled burger patty.
3. The smallest piece of litter on the carpet bugs me to no end and I must pick it up and dispose of it properly. Ladies at work occasionally "plant" hole punch knock-outs to see how long it takes for me to pick them up. And believe it or not, I'm not a clean freak.
4. My alarm is set for 6:00 a.m. but I rarely get out of bed before 7:30. Snooze intervals are 11 minutes apart and I savor all 8.2 of them.
5. I typically sing along with the radio, at the top of my lungs if its a favorite, and if I get 6 out of 10 words correct that make up a lyrics line, its a good day. My kids hammer me mercilessly for this one.
6. Does Wal-Mart not train their clerks how to count back change and distribute it properly to its patrons? With my hands already carrying keys and refolding my wallet I recieve in this order, placed neatly on my palm, the reciept, the bills and the remaining change all at once. This immediately has to be resorted because they all three go in different compartments. How about this Waltonites...give the customer their reciept while thanking them for their business and allowing them time to put it in its proper place. Then count the coins to them up to the nearest dollar, also allowing time for them to dispose of them in their proper pouch, and then finish with the folding paper to close the deal. Maybe this is protocol at Wally World but its a quirk of mine. So am I being a jerk or is this a legitimate quirk?

Wag The Hog

2007-01-21T17:29:00.000-08:00

In 1997, Dustin Hoffman and Robert DeNiro led an all-star cast in a movie which manipulated the public viewing audiences of the actual goings-on in the world of politics, entertainment, and world events. The movie, Wag the Dog, involved a scheme where DeNiro, a spin doctor, concocted a false war in a movie studio with the help of Hoffman, to shift the media focus from the current presidents falling approval rating in lieu of an upcoming re-election campaign. The high tech smokescreen worked so well that the media and viewers were duped into believing the war was actually happening. Thus, the country was literally being run in a studio.
The Razorback athletic program is being run much the same and everyone who bleeds red, (I know that includes more than Hog fans so hush), knows who is at the controls on the hill. Its Frank Broyles. Coach Broyles has done more to put the Hogs on the sports map than anyone in Razorback history. But,...its time for a change. The change I am speaking of is relinquishing his hold on the reins of micromanagement of the football program in particular. It is so obvious that Houston Nutt was forced by Broyles to hire an O.C. against Nutts will. It is obvious now that when Gus Malzhan was hired as the O.C. it was simply to acquire the likes of his four high school standouts to attend the university. Malzhans HUNH offense wasn't implemented at all during the year even though glimpses of his influence were noticible. Yes he did call the plays; the ones written on a postage stamp for him to use sparingly. And he nearly had to run every play by Nutt who in turn was most certainly influenced by Broyles to keep the RUN as their bread and butter offense. Broyles was quoted in the Arkansas Democrat Gazette on January 16 as saying, "Any coach that doesn't hand it off to McFadden and Jones won't last one game. It ain't hard to be an offensive coordinator with McFadden and Jones." So if Broyles loves seeing his hogs run up and down the field every play, why did he approve/dictate the hiring of a coach who wrote a book on the Hurry Up No Huddle Offense that spreads the field and implements a balanced attack. Huh, go figure. Refer to my earlier statement about the high school boys from Springdale. Broyles is possibly the most powerful athletic director in the country and the University of Arkansas has the absolute best facilities in the country, bar none, thanks to Broyles. That is where he excels; marketing the Hogs, and he's the best. But, that's where his duties should end for a couple of reasons. The game is changing and teams indeed need to be more balanced to be successful. Even McFadden and Jones can't pile up yardage on the ground if we aren't balanced in our attack. SEC opponents are big ole boys and can stop the run with 8 men in the box. Broyles will never buy into this. Secondly, and most importantly, we will never be able to attract skilled players, specifically wide recievers and strong armed quarterbacks if we our offensive philosophy remains vanilla. Florida's Urban Meyer proved that you can spread the field and still run the ball. The key is balance. We had a man on our staff who was a believer in a balanced offense that keeps defenses off balance, but now he'll be wearing a headset for the Tulsa Hurricane. Dang-it. Thank you Coach Broyles for your tireless support of Razorback athletics but please walk away from the control room that leads directly to the sidelines of the gridiron. We, the average fan, are smarter than you give us credit for. We see you through the smokescreen.

Bama Hog-Tide

2007-01-08T22:16:00.001-08:00

I must revel while I can. The Hogs blistered the Tide of Alabama Saturday in the most lopsided victory in their history over a top 10 ranked team. Whoopigsooie. Enuf said. We blink and we got the Florida Gators Tuesday night in Gainsville. I needant remind myself that after last night Florida is the only team in NCAA history to be both football and basketball national champs in the same year. Amazing feat. They are well coached by Billy Donovan as are the ironclads by Urban Meyer. Congratulations on a great season. You represented the SEC very well and reminded the top 5 sports beat writers that SEC football remains the number one conference in America. Not one of them picked Florida to upset Ohio State. I am happy for Chris Leak who was booed earlier in the year by his own fans, who displayed discontentment if every play wasn't a homerun. He is a classy quarterback who dismissed the lack of support and lead his team to a National Championship and the MVP honor.
The jury is still out on the Hogs basketball team this year but the early signs point to one common denominator that could lead to continued success; unselfishness. Five players scored in double figures and two of them had double doubles. Everyone looked to pass first and shoot second. There is no clear cut leader or superstar on the team with the loss of Brewer and Modica and that could prove to be a blessing in disguise. I see it possibly brewing into what I will call the season of Camelot. Just a team huddled around a round table with no head or foot; everyone sees themselves as equals, which translates into true team unity and success. Arkansas needs to win at Florida to prove that the Bama win wasn't a fluke. It will be difficult, but if the unselfish play continues, Camelot lives.

Facing Your Giants

2007-01-02T16:55:00.000-08:00

Those of you that know me personally, know that I use a calendar to keep up with how long it takes me to finish reading a book. I have good intentions and get a good start mind you, but finishing is almost impossible for me. I finished a couple of Grisham books on vacation last year, (one week period) and I boasted for weeks of my accomplishments. And see...since most of Grishams books end up on the silver screen, I could have just used the excuse of experiencing the read through the movie but I didn't. Boasting again.
One of my Christmas gifts this year was the new Max Lucado book "Facing Your Giants." It is an easy read, (duh, its Lucado), and inspired by the life of David which is one of my favorite bible characters. I faced an incredible giant in my life in '06 and could have used the book earlier but with the help of some amazing friends and God's grace I made it just fine.
Giants come in all shapes and sizes. Here's an excerpt from the book that sorta wraps up its contents for me...
"Goliaths still roam our world. Debt. Disaster. Dialysis. Danger. Deceit. Disease. Depression. Super-size challenges still swagger and strut, still pilfer sleep and embezzle peace and liposuction joy. But they can't dominate you. You know how to deal with them. You face giants by facing God first."
Focus on giants-you stumble,
Focus on God-your giants tumble
The above 'Goliaths' were brought to you by the letter "D". There are 25 other letters in the alphabet which would love to raise their ugly head as well. Its inevitable. When one gets defeated another will be itching to take its place.
My prayer is that when the giants show up this year, and they will, I will be better prepared to combat them. Reading this book, spending time in the word and praying more consistently will be a good starting place to equip me for those battles. I am determined to face my first giant of the new year. Its name is "Do It Later." I AM finishing this book.
By the way..."Happy New Year" and remember...God is a giant killer. Include Him in your arsenal.

Whoopig Wishes

2006-12-24T12:46:00.000-08:00

Christmas is the time of year when children dream of being showered with gifts. We groom them from the time they discover wrapping paper and bows that this festive holiday means extra meals, extra sweets, and lots of presents. My folks were no different. Christmas morning for me and my two sisters always greeted us with no less than 5 or 6 gifts each and stockings full of candy and fruit. Ever since those early years, I get a little wishy still but I hope for different things than I did as a child. Here is my top 10 list, in no particular order, of my wish list for the Christmas season and the coming year. Happy Holidays to all of you, many I have never met, and may your wishes come true in the coming year....
1. The powers to be in the Middle East will finally discover that killing each other is not the answer to peace.
2. The US government will allocate matching funds equal to what is spent on the NASA space program to addressing more pertinant needs such as homelessness, drug addiction, and hunger...(especially for children)
3. The Hogs to win the Capital One Bowl and jumpstart their 2007 season from their dream 2006 run.
4. That I figure out at least one week this year to spend in some mission field.
5. That my children remain faithful and build an even stronger bond with their Lord.
6. I want not one day to go by that I don't spend some time in the Word.
7. That I will learn to live with less and confront challenges head on knowing that God didn't promise an easy life but rather simply the help necessary to get through life.
8. That I will have at least 5 more years in my 40's even though I am currently 48.
9. I want to impact people in such a way that they will see Jesus despite my flaws.
10. I want our Upward Basketball team of 3rd & 4th grade girls to see Christ through this silly game of hoops that I love so much.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year all you blogging buddies

ALL FOR TEAM

2006-12-13T18:43:00.000-08:00

A good friend of mine, who is also an excellent golfer, coined a phrase that several of us repeat when we play golf scrambles during the summer. The phrase is "All For Team." We may repeat it 30-40 times during a round and usually after one of the four shanks a ball into the woods, or hits one into orbit. (a large percentage of the times that shanker is me) The good thing about a scramble in golf is that the foursome is not dependent on one particular "ringer" to score lower. All four contribute and you play the best ball after each shot. One person doesn't generally have to carry the team. I'm not a long driver, a consistent putter, or particularly good around the greens...so what am I doing on the team? Well I'm a banker and we support every tournament that comes along by paying the entry fee so I put the team together; that way I get to play...the only way I get to play. Anyway, the phrase "All For Team" is expressed aloud to encourage each other when one hits a bad shot and when one hits a good shot. We do well as a team and we struggle as a team. No leader, no follower, just a band of brothers. "All For Team" keeps us humble when one of us connects on a John Daly drive, and "All For Team" lifts our spirits when the ball makes a "splash." Isn't this what Jesus had in mind for his brothers and sisters when he establised the church? When one rejoices, we all rejoice. When one struggles, we are there to pick them up. We are accountable to each other and no one ourshines the other. We are equal in the kingdom. I love golf scrambles because I would never win a flight without my team mates. I love church because we approach the throne of grace as equals. Thank you Ragsdale for the phrase "All For Team." Thank you Jesus for this safe haven of peace and band of believers you provided for us known as church. "All For Team."

PIGGIN' OUT

2006-12-06T16:13:00.000-08:00

Just a few thoughts about the Hogs best season on record in the Houston Nutt era. I will always be for the underhog in a contest and this year was no exception. The Hogs were picked to finish 4th in the West and ended up winning it and giving Florida all they wanted in the SEC championship game. Just a couple of bounces on special teams and we would be in the land of Sugar in January, but all things considered, it was a great run. Players recieved more honors regionally and nationally than I remember in my lifetime with the most prestigeous being Darren McFadden up for the coveted Heisman Trophy award. Pretty good for a sophmore who in August didn't know if he would ever run again. Our O-line did a fantastic job blowing holes open for D-Mac, Felix, and Michael to run through. Houston Nutt recieved a much deserved SEC coach of the year honor after back to back loosing seasons and shifting responsibilities that even he is still adjusting to. Two road trips this year to Auburn and Mississippi State were highlights for me and wet my appetite for next years campaign. Congratulations Hogs on a great year. Beat the Badgers and welcome in the new year with a bang.
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My good buddy, David Underwood wouldn't want me posting this but I can outrun him so here goes. He went in Wednesday to address some chest pains and had a heart cath done. Fortunately there was no blockage, except for a couple of jelly doughnuts wedged between the aorta and the sternum, and he was released under his own power. I'm putting him on a strict exercise regement in place of his current routine of "couch potatoe remote thumb crunches." Glad you got a good report dude. Only salads for you at Lenny's for a while. In the event the next report is not so good...can I have your mower?
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I'm slowly unpacking boxes in my new home, to the tune of about 2 per night. I didn't know I had so many towels. I may switch them out more than once a week now! I will be spending some extra time at Lowes and Home Depot repairing leaky faucets, building an entertainment center, and repainting the walls. Any painters out there...? Only requirement...must be able to apply at least 50% of the goods to the walls. Incentives include piggin' out on frozen pizza and all the Sams water or sweet tea you can drink. Tempting huh! I will also be flipping channels more regularly between ESPN and HGTV for decorating ideas. Maybe I can just hang towels everywhere.
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A good friend and I were talking about the times in college or shortly thereafter, when it was cool to wear t-shirts or sweat shirts from some far away or unconventional colleges. After thinking a little, here are 3 school jerseys I would want to get...Holy Cross, Hofstra, and Gonzaga. I know very little about them if anything...just cool names. I would take it a step further and get a rowing shirt. What would your shirt choices be?

IF THE SHOE FITS

2006-11-23T22:25:00.000-08:00

It's not midnight yet and the Razorbacks are still wearing the glass slippers going on 11 weeks. Tomorrow they will hopefully be refitted for new shoes as they take on the Tigers of LSU in The Rock for the "Battle of the Boot." For those of you who didn't pay attention in geography glass, the shape of Arkansas and Louisiana together resembles a boot and thus the official name of the rivalry which had its conception in 1996. Many are saying this is the biggest game every played by the Hogs in Little Rock because technically, we still have an outside shot at playing in the national championship game if we get some help from Notre Dame and USC. And of course, if we take care of business and beat LSU and Florida next week in the SEC championship game. This has been some ride since the USC debacle in week one. I don't want it to end. Winning is a lot of fun, and its been a long time coming for Razorback players, staff, and fans. I don't remember a football season where the Hogs have gotten as much national TV exposure as this one. Its great to finally recieve regular mentions on ESPN, CBS Sports, and many other national media venues. Winning brings these media types out of the woodwork. Winning also means opportunities for successful staff to be courted by other programs for their winning formulas. I don't see Gus being an assistant coach much longer and rumblings are that some major programs have recognized his talents and will come calling at seasons end. So here's the deal Tyson, Lindsey, Walton and Broyles. Lock him in quick and we can all enjoy these glass slippers for several years to come. I want to stay at the ball long after midnight.
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Thanks Mom, for the wonderful spread of turkey, dressing, ham, sweet potatoes, rolls, sweet tea, casseroles, and pies that were delicious and downright sinful. No one even comes close to matching your tastey cornbread dressing. Love ya.
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Kudos to Coach Heath and the roundballers who beat SIU in the first round of the Old Spice Classic basketball tourney in Orlando, FL. The Salukies were playing like the tournament team they will be come March with defensive pressure creating havoc for the new look Hogs. The national exposure on ESPN will also help recruiting and winning means more visibility Friday when they take on Marist. Who is Marist? I might want to call the folks in Minnesota. I bet they know...Actually they are a little college in Poughkeepsie, NY. Without googling it, take a guess at what their mascot is......????
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Answer- the "Red Foxes" Store that one away for Trivia Night.
My prediction- Hogs 28, LSU 17
B-ball- Hogs beat Marist by 12
All you shoppers, enjoy the Retail Rat Race today. Highlights at 10:00.

ROADHOGS

2006-11-19T17:27:00.000-08:00

In my quest to travel and visit each away venue that the Hogs play in the SEC, I can now scratch Starkville, MS off my list. Several friends warned me earlier in the week about this being a dead end trip and I was prepared for the worst. But as usual, I was pleasantly surprised. For starters, we got there in record time; 4 hours flat. That's almost as quick as a trip to Fayetteville from Searcy. (Jay was driving and reliving his old Dallas cop days chase experiences I do believe). Secondly, it was a gorgeous day with temps in the low 60's and the sun was shining in a cloudless sky. I was warned that the facilities were less than stellar, and there was nothing to do there. Well, we traveled there ONLY to watch football so I wasn't concerned about typical "after-game" celebration hot spots. Yes, the stadium is old and small and there was no hot water in the Razorbacks dressing room, but the campus was neatly landscaped and access to the stadium was fan friendly. Like our Auburn trip, we got there early enough to walk down to within a step of the field and enjoy seeing the players and coaches go through pre-game warm-ups as if we were on the staff. The Bulldog faithful were very hospitable and engaging and seemed to appreciate the 8,000 or so Hog fans who joined them for the game. As we waited outside the stadium to greet the Hogs an older gentlemen came up and asked us about our trip and our team and where in Arkansas we were from. After a short visit, we knew he was probably SOMEBODY and I asked him were he was sitting. His seats were in one of the boxes in the exclusive "M" club. I asked if we could come sit with him and he simply winked at me and said "yall enjoy the game." Oh well, didn't hurt to ask! The five of us, Gary, Jim, Jay, James, and I had a great time. The game was closer than we wanted with Coach Croom's bunch holding us to our lowest offensive outing of the year. We found out we were a complete football team Saturday with the first two scores coming off of special teams efforts. Defense only gave up one big running play and allowed a TD pass but was stingy otherwise. I will always remember the Starkville trip for several reasons. We won the SEC West outright that day, James was sick the whole trip but managed to even call the hogs a couple of times, and being with friends trumps a championship every time. I can't go to Atlanta this year, but I plan on watching the SEC championship with a friend or two as well...after we take care of the Bayou Bengals friday! I wonder if Hawaii will ever try and join the SEC.....ROADTRIP!

ONE WIN AND WE'RE IN; ROAD TRIP II

2006-11-15T21:35:00.000-08:00

The weekend's game with Mississippi State presents the biggest opportunity for advancement than any game of the season for the Hogs. A victory means the SEC West championship and spot in the SEC championship game on December 2 against the Gators of Florida. A win also takes away a little of the pressure of having to beat LSU to clench the SEC West crown the day after Thanksgiving. With all this on the line, it didn't take much persuasion for several of my banker buddies and I to put together a spur of the moment road trip to Starkville. Its only 4.5 hours from Searcy and its a 1:30 kickoff so it just made sense. Besides, there is no television broadcast of the game this weekend so we had to go. It also a goal of mine to try and visit every conference venue that the Hogs play against in the next few years, so I was an easy sell when approached about going. We called the Bulldog ticket office and purchased our tickets in section U, row 56 and will join several thousand Hog fans that have scarfed up tickets in the last few days. If this road trip is anything like our trip to Auburn on October 7, it will be a great weekend of football. The Bulldogs scare me because this will be an opportunity for them to play the role of spoiler; or at least make it more difficult for us to get to Atlanta. Coach Croom doesn't care about spoiling our day. He simply wants to win a football game. His program needs more victories than the one he stole from Shula 2 weeks ago. A win against the Hogs and then against Ole Miss in the Egg Bowl would give his team a much needed boost going into the offseason. The Hogs are focused and have approached practice and this week's all important game in a very businesslike manner. Their quiet leader on defense, Sam Olajubutu called a player only meeting Tuesday and stressed to the team the need to stay focused and play one game at a time. When Butu talks, the players listen. My prediction is the Hogs win by 3 TD's, 35-14. We leave at 6:00 am Saturday. I'm not ready for this magical season to end.

HOUSE SOLD
Just an update since many of you knew I have been trying to sell the house for most of the year. My 6 month sales contract was to end with Remax on November 30 and I had been telling myself that if the Hoggard team couldn't sell it, it wouldn't be sold. They are terrific at what they do but the truth is, the real estate market is a little soft right now in Searcy. As the deadline approached, I had prayed hard, and others as well, that God would find me a buyer. A couple of weeks ago, after being encouraged by the preachers at DT church to stretch in the area of personal contributions, I decided to double my weekly giving. I confessed to God my lack of faith in him being in control of the situation and asked him to forgive me. The next week, I got my first offer in nearly 2 years with 3 different realtors. A blessing from God? You better believe it. We close next week. Be careful what you ask for.

An OT Template for a NT Church

2006-11-09T21:32:00.000-08:00

Before I relate my comments on this post you must link over to Patrick Meads blog, www.patrickmead.blogspot.com and read his latest on "Shall We Plant." The church in Rochester is embracing culture and have determined to reach up, reach in, and reach out to their neighbors in some radical ways. Its an awsome read. Have your church leaders read it as well and challenge them to try some of these methods of reaching the lost and un-churched of your communities.
At DT where I attend, the focus for the month has been on giving. We are studying a book series entitled "Expect a Harvest" by Dr. Kregg Hood that encourages us to stretch in relation to our giving and allow God to prove that he can bless you beyond your wildest dreams. This theme brings me to the thoughts for this particular post. I was reading in Exodus about Moses and his communication with God and the instructions God gave him to implement for the Israelites as they began to construct the tabernacle.
"They received from Moses all the offerings the Israelites had brought to carry out the work of constructing the sanctuary. (and we always tighten up when a baptist brother mentions that word) And the people continued to bring freewill offerings morning after morning. So all the skilled craftsmen who were doing work on the sanctuary left their work and said to Moses, "The people are bringing MORE THAN ENOUGH for doing the work the Lord commanded to be done."
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Then Moses gave an order and they sent this word throughout the camp; "No man or woman is to make anything else as an offering for the sanctuary." And so the people were RESTRAINED from bringing more, because what they already had was more than enough to do all the work." Exodus 36:3-7
When was the last time an elder got up in your fellowship and said,"OK folks, this constant giving is gonna have to stop! There is nowhere else to store all that you have so freely given, and the craftsment can't even turn around without stepping on your gifts. This is your official Restraining Order on giving. What will it take for our churches to have an attitude of giving like these good Israelites did when the challenge was given them? What will motivate us to "sell our possessions and goods and give to anyone as he had need," as the first century christians did in Acts chapter 2? I would love for a brother to get up in the next few weeks and write these 4 words on a dry erase board..."No More Giving Necessary."
I believe that the key to a group giving in this manner is found in several verses in Exodus 35..."and everyone who was willing and whose heart moved him came and brought an offering to the Lord." Its a heart issue. Something tells me these people became a community of believers and giving then became second nature. It was a natural outpouring of the bond that was developing among them. It was a snowball effect in the Israelites case; so much that Moses had to put out a proclaimation for them to quit before someone gets hurt. I want to be a part of a community, so involved in outreach and sharing that one day my Lord may say to me,"You've done more than enough to do the work that I commanded."

WHY I LOVE THE HOGS

2006-11-05T20:30:00.000-08:00

I made a trip to Paragould Saturday to watch the Razorbacks play the Gamecocks of South Carolina with my mom. Waiting on me was some homemade taco soup, banana pudding and of course, mom's famous sweet tea. Mom is the reason I am such a fan of the Hogs. For as long as I can remember, I have always known how to "call the Hogs" and cheer them on thanks to the influence of my wonderful mom. The earliest game we watched together was of course the classic of '69 when the Hogs fell to the Longhorns in the Shootout of the Century. Growing up, we would go outside at halftime and toss the football around, reinacting the highlights of the first half. I get my competitive nature from my mom, who was a pretty good basketball player in her day and will give you all you want in a game of ping pong or any board game. Thanks for another great Razorback experience Saturday, mom. You are the greatest. See you at the Tennessee game...

EIGHT YEARS LATER...

2006-11-05T18:45:00.000-08:00

On November 14, 1998, almost exactly 8 years ago, the Arkansas Razorbacks carried a national ranking and an 8-0 record into Neyland Stadium hoping to knock off the Vols and continue their run for a national championship in Houston Nutt's rookie year. I was coaching my son's U-10 soccer team in a big tournament in Little Rock. The parents and spectator's typical loyalty to cheering their son's performances were split that fall afternoon with one eye half-heartedly on their kids and the other on one of many portable color T.V.'s scattered throughout the gallery on tailgates. Every now and then a cheer would explode from the spectator's sideline and it wasn't because one of the soccer players had headed in a goal; it was because the Hogs had just scored. My loyalty was divided as well. I was missing the biggest game of the year so I could "coach" fifteen 10 year old boys and hand out banana's and juice at the end. It was worth it though. But, it was the shortest post game talk in junior soccer history as we high-fived each other and scampered over to join the parents to watch the "real game." Well, Tennessee comes to Fayetteville this year for a very similar rematch, along with the biggest frenzy that ESPN has produced for college football; ESPN Gameday. This will be their first ever appearance on the campus of the U of A. Students, fans, and players will have an opportunity to showcase one of the best kept secrets in college athletics; the outstanding facilities of the Arkansas athletic program nestled in the beautiful Ozark Mountains of northwest Arkansas. Like 1998, the Hogs come into the game on a 8 game winning streak and a chance to win the SEC West like they did then. Back then, a national championship was within reach for the winner. The boys won their soccer game 1-0 but the Vols beat the Hogs 28-24 in a nailbiter on a strange quarterback fluke fumble and went on to win their sixth national title in January. This week's game and the ESPN exposure will be an important catalyst in getting the national respect back that the Hogs enjoyed in the glory days of the 60's and 70's. That much needed catalyst is recruiting. Winning programs, first class facilities, and TV cameras are the things that the blue chippers are looking for when deciding where to attend school. Hopefully eight years from now, I can refer back to this post, and highlight it as the turning point in a string of upcoming championships for the Hogs. Hopefully this will also become an annual stop for ESPN commentators Chris, Lee, Kirk, and Desmond.

NEW TERRITORY

2006-11-02T19:59:00.000-08:00

After back to back loosing seasons as well as no bowl appearances, the Hogs find themselves in new territory. Not unchartered territory, mind you; its more like coming back home from a loooong journey. Its almost a joke to be bowl eligible anymore with just 6 wins, especially when many teams play a 12 game schedule. It waters down the whole bowl system. The bowl situation is a whole different blog so I digress. Anyway, the Hogs are bowl eligible, but they have bigger fish to fry this year. Currently they are on a 7 game win streak after getting humbled in game 1 by USC. They are the only undefeated SEC team, the toughest conference in America, and yet the BCS can't seem to find a place for them in the top 10. How Auburn remains at #6 after the shellacking we gave them at their place and their squeaky wins against LSU and Florida is still a mystery to me. Again I digress. The Hogs square off against the "Ole Ball Coach" and his South Carolina Gamecocks Saturday in Columbia. It will be hostile territory but familiar; remember the road win at Auburn in front of 80K people. Spurrier will be unpredictible, especially in this game, because he has to. S.C. does not match up well with the Hogs on either side of the ball, so expect the unexpected. It will be fun to witness our playcaller, Gus Malzhan match wits with the heisman trophy winner of the early 60's. The Hogs appear mostly one dimensional with their potent running game, but the passing game is simply hibernating, waiting for an opportunity to unveil itself. It could come out this week or next season, depending on the whether opponents find a way to stop the run. If D-Mac and Felix continue to roll up impressive ground game numbers, and the Hogs win, I don't care if they ever toss the ball past the line of scrimmage. But, the insurance premium of the passing game has been paid and is there just in case of an emergency in the form of Monk, Crawford, Williams, and of course the slinger, M16. Everyone is healthy and that's a trememdous advantage being on the road. Butu is back in the linebacker corp and the captain will lead us to victory. The Gamecocks will remain winless in conference games at home this year and M16 will remain undefeated as the quarterback of the Hogs. Final score...27-17, Hogs. One step closer to a BCS bowl, which indeed is unfamiliar territory.

Weak In Review

2006-10-27T19:45:00.000-07:00

Yes, I suppose it is a play on words, but it makes sense doesn't it. We who are "weak and heavy laden" are constantly being reviewed by our Creator through His loving eyes. God is not a critic though; He's our biggest fan, cheering us home as we round the preverbial bases of our lives. Along the way we will get tripped up, thrown out, get caught in a rundown, and occasionally move forward by hustling and sliding in safe while avoiding trouble.(Can you tell I'm watching the Cardinals in game 5 while I post?) Honestly, my life should be broken down into daily phases of self-evaluation, constantly searching for ways to improve my walk. Your comments and encouragement are invaluable in this journey of mine. Thanks. Here are a few ramblings which happened in my world this week...
The First Big Job
My oldest daughter, Jennifer went through a rigorous 3 week interview process and was hired by Edward Jones as an investment representative this week. They will set her up in an office in Houston, complete with a laptop, furniture, a part-time assistant, and an OPEN FOR BUSINESS sign. She is extremely excited about this new phase of her life and I have no doubt she will set the woods on fire. She put herself through Harding selling cars, knives, advertising, managing a steakhouse, and car-hopping at Sonic. She could sell ice to an Eskimo and I've told her that Pharoah would have freed the Isralites after plague number 3, had she been the negotiator. (Its a joke-so don't go reporting this to the elders) I love you, Jenny. Find some good stocks for me.
House For Sale
I have had my house on the market for several months and everyone says they love it, but no offers yet. It is a 2-story country style with 4BR upstairs and a large great room and kit/dining down. The kicker is that everyone wants a downstairs bedroom. Well, I'm not going to add that so I just have to wait for that certain couple that finds it has everything they want. Someone is coming Sunday afternoon for a second visit. Keep you fingers crossed for me. Looking to downsize and minimize.
Cardinals Win The World Series
Tony LaRussa and his Cardinals just won the 2006 World Series, by defeating the error riddled Detroit Tigers in game 5, with Wainwright closing out the side. They did it with their stars like Pujols and Edmonds playing well below their potential. Key project players like Weaver, Molina, and Bulliard and the most underrated shortstop in the league, David Eckstein, stepped up and etched their place in baseball anals. Eckstein, the smallest player on the field, was awarded the MVP. First title since 1982 for the Cardinals, and their 10th title in baseball history. St. Louis is the greatest baseball city in the world. Yea, that's right New York. They support their team like no other. Congratulations Redbirds.
HOGWILD
The Hogs play The University of Louisiana Monroe tomorrow in Little Rock. I'll be there in Hog Heaven, literally. I am going with my good buddy Jim and some friends and we have tickets in a skybox on the 50 yardline. Banking has its priviledges. Hogs will win by 35 and I'm not gonna predict a score this week. My wish is that we play well and nobody gets hurt. Our stretch run begins in November with games at South Carolina and Mississippi State and at home against Tennessee and LSU. I am going to predict we finish 10-2 and play Florida in the SEC championship game December 2. My christmas wish...Please Coach Broyles-do whatever it takes to keep Gus Malzhan in HOG attire for the coming years. He will be a hot commodity after this season and we haven't even seen the tip of the iceberg yet.

RUNNING ON EMPTY

2006-10-23T20:26:00.000-07:00

Typically, our search for satisfying basic human needs begins when we are "running on empty." When our bellys are growling we begin looking for food. When the cupboards are bare, we trek to Wal-mart, at 6:00 am if you want to beat the crowds, and fill a grocery cart. When the gas guage light comes on we search for a filling station. (I realize gas is not a basic human need but stay with me) When we are filled to capacity, as in the afore-mentioned categories, we become content and maybe complacent-at least short term. I said all that to say this; I don't search until I'm needy. In my spiritual life this holds true as well. I often don't search for truth or help until I am at a low point in my life-until I am empty. Why do I wait for a light to go off before I seek help? If I wait until the last minute, that displays a characteristic of desperation in me. That's not the kind of relationship Jesus wanted with me. In Matthew 5:6 Jesus says, "Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for rightousness, for they shall be filled." He didn't say, "When you have no other options, look me up." I have selfishly struggled with this "emptying concept" lately. Its a lack of faith I'm sure. The hungering and thirsting that Jesus speaks of here is a matter of constantly seeking Him; not just when the lunch alarm goes off. He is like the gas station attendants of the 50's; nozzle in hand, waiting patiently to Fill Me Up. Full service is so much better than self-service.

BALANCED ATTACK

2006-10-21T07:50:00.000-07:00

There will be those who won't be satisfied until they see Mustain hurl the ball around 25-30 times a game. After all he was the top quarterback in the nation last year coming out of Springdale and he didn't get the Gatorade Player of the Year award for handing the ball off the Damian Williams. He's a true passing quarterback. On his good days he's sensational; on his bad days...well, lets just say, "He is a freshman." But, he is undefeated as a starter so he hasn't done anything major to get the Hogs beat. Coach Malzahn has indeed introduced a balanced attack but it's not what we expected. Instead of stretching the field through the air, like he said they would do in the spring, he has decided to more or less widen the field. With McFadden, Jones, Hillis, and Smith all capable of hitting over 100 yards a game, the balanced attack now becomes rotating carries with the heavy hitters. If the defense sees 3 out of these 4 on the field at the same time, their job becomes even tougher. Who will they key on? Any one of the 4 has shown the ability to break a big play in the blink of an eye. The success of the running game, in the case of the Hogs, will create possibilities for the passing game instead of vise versa. The planets could not have lined up any better to help introduce Mustain to the SEC in his inaugrual year. With 2 All-Americans in the backfield to carry the load and a corp of others waiting for their turn, Mustain can gradually get a grasp on the speed of the game, and throw the less risky dump off and screen passes. He will end the year with more handoff efforts than passing attempts but his learning curve will flatten in the process. He is capable of throwing the long ball and can lead a successful drive like he did in his opening night performance against USC if necessary. Hogs are favored by 21 today and my pick to compliment that spread is Hogs over the Rebels, 31-10.

Slumps and Streaks

2006-10-20T21:55:00.000-07:00

In baseball terms, I've been in a slump this week in terms of blogging. Nothing much going on upstairs; at least that I feel like sharing with my electronic community. What causes slumps? In baseball, its a question that has confounded even college professors and researchers. Southern Cross University in Austrailia did a qualitative research test to determine the affect that slumps have on baseball hitters and how they cope with the anxiety associated with the lack of productivity. I went into a funk just reading about it. Johnny Bench said that slumps are like "sleeping in a soft bed; easy to get into and hard to get out of." Slumps are no respector or persons. They affect everyone. They can last for a short time or weeks at a time. How they latch onto us and how we can break the jinx is the million dollar question. No one knows. In baseball, players have been known to entertain changes in rituals to combat the slump. The smelly, rigid socks that have been worn for 10 consecutive days during a streak are now tossed aside when a slump is recognized in hopes that a change in uniform will in some way change his luck at the plate. The pivotal point in my slump ending this week came in the form of a long drive with a friend for lunch. I didn't have to tell him I was in one; he knew. Our remedy started with a Don McLaughlin CD from Pepperdine and some encouraging words from my buddy as we traveled to a hole in the wall diner in a neighboring town. We passed the time by gleaming from Don's wisdom on the ride there and back. As a baseball player starts a new streak with one swing of the bat, I began feeling better as I was reminded of the love of a Savior who stands beside me during both slumps and streaks. I also got some "tough love" from a blogger friend. What do you do to snap out of your slump? What measures do you take to get the streak going again in your life? This post is just one hit for me, but just maybe it will be the start of a streak. I know one thing; I'm gonna keep swinging the bat.

Heart of a Servant

2006-10-16T19:51:00.000-07:00

At Downtown church this weekend, the theme was that of servanthood and the local policemen, firemen, and EMT's were honored for their around-the-clock service to the community. David Matthews gave a great lesson on christian service and a video was played whith local members sharing stories of tragedies in their lives and how important the role of a first responder was to them. Oftentimes, relationships are spawned between the responder and those on the recieving end of help. Isn't that true when we decide to reach out to those in need? A neighbor who can't mow their yard because of a terminal illness. A family who just lost everything in a fire. An aging spouse who just lost his/her companion of 40 years. I want to become more aware of the fires of hurt around me and help to put them out. Take the time this week to thank a first responder and let them know how much you appreciate their choice of careers. I will sleep better tonight knowing someone has my back.

Happy Homecoming

2006-10-14T06:11:00.000-07:00

The Queen will be crowned at the pre-game ceremonies, the mood will be festive, and the game will be over at halftime. Welcome to the SEC, SEMO. Their coach was quoted as saying earlier in the week that he basically dreaded playing Arkansas. And why shouldn't he. The Hogs are rolling after a huge upset on the road at Auburn and everyone, except "Butu" is healthy and he may play a series or two. This is one of those games where you can experiment and gain experience with some younger players. The Hogs need an opponent like SEMO right now. The rest of October's schedule couldn't have lined up any better with Ole Miss next week and UL-Monroe the next, both at home, to finish out October. We SHOULD be 7-1 going into South Carolina on November 4th. I can breath easy this week and bask in the October sun as I winterize the pool and listen to Mike Nail and Keith Jackson do the play by play on radio. No TV this week. Kickoff next week at 11:30 a.m. on Lincoln Financial. What's with all the "brunch games" for the Hogs?

Celebrity Sighting

2006-10-12T20:00:00.000-07:00

I returned from lunch and a familiar face appeared outside my office door. It was Howard Mix, a mentor of mine who gave me my first secular job out of college. Howard hired me to work flipping burgers at Andys Hamburgers and within a couple of months, worked me into management. I only stayed about a year and went into the lumber business for the next 15 years, blah, blah, blah. Howard and I are still friends and I am fortunate to bank him now. He comes in and introduces me to a friend of his from California who wants to talk about financing a small farm for him. After small talk, Howard excused himself and left me and Dave Olsen to get acquainted. We talked about his upcoming purchase and a couple of boring options. Then we came to the part of the conversation when I ask, "So Dave, what do you do for a living?" He responded with some impressive answers ranging from real estate development to consulting. Then in one unforgettable, matter of fact statement with Dave not changing his inflection he said, "and I also handle a few deals for my daughters; you may know them...Mary Kate & Ashley. I'm sure he witnessed my jaw drop to the desk as I stammered for just the right way to ask him, "Did you just say Mary Kate & Ashley?" My voice, on the other hand, had elevated a couple of octaves. He humbly responded yes without words and only by shaking his head up and down and grinning at me. "DUDE", you're their DAD, I was thinking to myself? My insides were shaking but I held my composure in the most professional banker stiffness manner possible as to not give away my adolescent excitement that the father of the richest actress kids on the planet was in my office to borrow money. We continued our visit and he couldn't have been more California laid back and relaxed. He gave me his cell phone number and we shook hands, closing the deal. This doesn't happen every day in Searcy, AR. so forgive my giddyness. If this banking gig gets too boring, I may give Dave a call and try to cash in on a favor as an extra in the Olsen twins next movie. Stay tuned.

WALMART AT 6:00 A.M.

2006-10-10T05:25:00.000-07:00

I have discovered, in honor of Columbus Day and Christopher's passion for discovery, that the sunrise visits to Wal-Mart are the best times to shop there. I had returned from Little Rock this morning from dropping my oldest daughter off at the airport at 5:00 a.m., and arrived back in Searcy about 6:00. This is extremely early for me cause I'm a night owl. But for my daughters, I'll do about anything. When I hit the final exit ramp for Searcy, I decided to pick up a few items from the store and gas up so the empty Wal-Mart parking lot looked inviting. I found a spot close to the door, which was a treat in itself. The greeter had only me to greet and gave me a kind word and a nod, somewhat more personal than the Saturday noon visits. The floor was waxed to a shiney, mirror-like finish and customers were far and few between. The shelves were neatly and completely stocked. I felt like a celebrity when they sometimes shut down the store just for them! When I got back to the dairy section, near the rear of the store, the scenery changed just a little. The zombies that were working the graveyard shift where frantically finishing their aisle assignments and pallets were scattered blocking the soft drink section. I had to get my Pepsi One 24 pack and no propane powered floor buffer was going to stop me. I manuvered around the buffer zombie, gagged a little on the propane exhaust, and headed for the checkout line. The grandmotherly blue vest was extremely cordial and we hit it off very well. I thanked her for her smile and she left me with, " Now you come back and see me." I made a new friend. I guess this was my way of celebrating Columbus Day, in the name of discovery. I discovered the best time to shop at Wally World. I also discovered, when putting groceries away, that I don't use 80% of the junk in my refrigerator. What is that green stuff growing out of the top of that tupperware bowl? That discovery will have to wait another day. Maybe Columbus Day, 2007!

Weekend Review

2006-10-08T13:16:00.000-07:00

After logging over 1,000 miles on the van and spending 18+ hours on the road, mostly at night driving through Mississippi and Alabama,(which by the way is the most scenic time of the day to drive through them there states-kidding!!)I'm home. It was a great trip if you were a Razorback fan. I won't refer to any of the stats of the game or boast about the incredible underdog victory. You've seen all that on ESPN, FOXSPORTS, CBS, blah, blah, blah. I do want to make note of a few highlights of the experience besides what happened on the turf..
CLASSY TIGER FANS. I haven't been to many other venues outside of Arkansas, but I was totally impressed with the way us Red Shirts were recieved by the sea of Orange. The Tiger walk was incredible. Approximately a half mile of admiring Tiger fans forming a walk-through for their players in route to the stadium. Not one time during, before, or after the game did a crazy fan taunt us, yell at us, or throw stuff at us. Instead we were assisted kindly with directions when asked, and engaged in many pre-game conversations with their crowd. During the game, our small contingent of 3,000 or so in sections 37 and 38, were screaming our heads off and singing the fight song at the top of our lungs. No one asked us to sit down or seemed irritated about it. I saw very few drinking. When Jeremy hit the final field goal that made it apparent that victory was ours, several fans around us came up and shook our hands and congratulated us on the win, and wished us a safe trip home. Are you kidding me? I thought I was in enemy territory! That would probably not have happened at Ole Miss or LSU. (I've been to Oxford and Baton Rouge)
A tiger fan came up to us at a restaurant afterwards and offered to buy us all a round of beverages. Unbelievable. I even have a new found respect for Tommy Tuberville. He accepted defeat very humbly, and said that his team was both "outplayed and outcoached," and went on to applaud several thinks about our program. So, thanks Auburn, Alabama for an incredible experience that I won't soon forget and its not just because we won. You folks are very classy people. See ya next year in Fayetteville, and I hope we can return the hospitality half as well as you extended it to us.
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WOODY is the name of a trick play that the Hogs pulled on Auburn after a shanked punt in the 3rd quarter. Our offensive coordinator, Gus Malzhan, has a boat load of them up his sleeve and he continues to suprise opponents with the trickery each week.(although my insider sources told me before the kickoff that the running game would be the choice of HDN for the most part; and it was-only 10 passes the whole game, and the magic show would have to wait another day). Reggie Fish is 5'6" maybe, and about 150 pounds. By far the smallest player on the field. Little number 7, lined up behind the right guard and tackle, literally hidden from the Tiger defense, crouching and waiting for Mustain to fake the sweep to Felix Jones and put the ball in his hands for a reverse. Reggie looked like a "fish out of water" as he dodged and darted around would-be tacklers for a 38 yard gain that would eventually lead to a TD. The old timers thought it was the "fumbleruskie" but it was even better. Reggie hasn't got many if any touches this year, and if this is his last one, it was a special one in a key game.
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BOWL BOUND The Hogs haven't been to a bowl game in 3 years and are hungry to do so. Our schedule is very favorable for October and we should be 7-1 going in November. A BCS bowl would be fantastic and within reach. We have 8 home games this year and have already won 2 SEC road games; Vandy and Auburn. The remaining travel games are at South Carolina and Mississippi State, one of which should be a write in "W". We will go bowling, but the question now is where. If we plan another Road Trip, I hope its by plane. I'm getting too old for these van trips. Where do we get ranked this week??? Homecoming next week. Everybody plays.

Midnight in Montgomery

2006-10-06T23:36:00.000-07:00

Yes it is Alan Jackson. We finally made it to within an hour of Auburn at 1:00 a.m. The Marriot kept our rooms for us and welcomed us even though we were wearing RED. Our van pulled into the parking lot complete with Razorback magnetic logos plastered all over the vehicle and flags flying proudly. We removed them for safe keeping overnight,(didn't want some Tiger fan to take them thinking they were jumbo refrigerator magnets). We'll get about 5 hours of sleep tonight and then catch breakfast at Cracker Barrell around 7 a.m. Then its off to Jordan Hare to witness a great SEC football game. The weather is supposed to be perfect. All the game film has been reviewed by players and coaches. The game plan is being revisited in dreams as I print this post. Its game day. Midnight in Montgomery means something different to me tonight, Mr. Jackson. The sun will soon replace the magnificent moon that is glowing brightly and the quiet of the night will be replaced by nearly 100,000 fans screaming for their favorite team. I will be among those. I can't wait till kickoff. The Hogs have an opportunity to make a statement about their program if they can win a big game on the road. Only Tommy and his Tigers stand in their way. I like our chances. Remember the story of David and Goliath....

PREGAME PUMP YA UP

2006-10-06T13:53:00.000-07:00

Headed to the GAME. For all of you HOG FANS out there...both of you...click below for some inspiring "Music to your Piggy Ears"

Arkansas Fight Song SORRY, I CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET IT LINKED...BUT JUST HUM IT... IT GOES LIKE THIS...Dun dun dun, dun dun dun, dun dun dun dunnnn(hold it): Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun...you get the idea! See its easy. Maybe it will be as easy for the HOGS tomorrow.
Somebody with some IT savy jump in with some help here. No "hillbilly comments" please.

When Pigs Fly

2006-10-04T22:19:00.000-07:00

Tiger the Eagle will be flying around the stadium just prior to kickoff Saturday morning when the Hogs take the field against Auburn in an important SEC West college football game. There will be approximately 87,000 fans, including at least 3,000 from Arkansas who will witness the famous flight. He will start on top of the pressbox and fly gracefully in a couple of circles, whipping the faithful into a pre-game frenzy. The atmosphere will be electric. It will be the largest crowd that the Razorbacks will play in front of this year; unless they make it to a BCS bowl. I look forward to seeing the eagle and the stadium. I respect the support displayed by all the great SEC teams leading up to game day, and witnessing their respective passions. I look forward to being the underhog going into a hostile environment. I look forward to playmakers like McFadden, Jones, and Hillis busting runs for long gains and quieting the home crowd. I look forward to Mustain hooking up with Monk or D.Williams on a long pass play. I look forward to a game changing play made possible by the athletic Hog defense, who are hungry for more turnovers. I look forward to Gus letting the HUNH offense cut loose and spread the field. I even look forward to watching Kenny Irons run hard. He's a great player; one of my favorites. I wish he were a HOG. The experts say Auburn wins this one by a couple of scores and the only way that Arkansas can win is "When Pigs Fly." Move over Eagle. Your air space is being invaded by flying pork.....

Get Your Copy Today

2006-10-03T05:12:00.000-07:00

This is not the blog you visit to get book reviews but I have a few cultural genes swimming around inside me. If you have a hard to buy for relative or friend this holiday season, consider a unique gift like the book, "A Red State of Mind" by Nancy French from Paris, TN. They are available at amazon.com and are coming soon to a bookstore near you. The subtitle alone should be enough to make you look creative to your giftee..."How A Catfish Queen Reject Became A Liberty Belle." I'm looking forward to the read and I hope you will as well.
Visit me often if you enjoy my slant on the Hogs because occasionally you will get props to gems like this one. Enjoy.

ROAD TRIP

2006-10-02T21:02:00.000-07:00

This weekend, 5 banker buddies and myself embark on Jordan Hare Stadium in Auburn, Alabama to watch the Hogs take on the #2 ranked Tigers. We will leave immediately after work friday and drive to Montgomery and find a cheap hotel for a few hours, before leaving early again Saturday morning to get to the stadium for the 11:00 kickoff. We've rented a conversion van complete with a DVD player and captains chairs. It will hopefully be a fun and memorable trip. The 11:00 kickoff is too early for a weekend football game start time in my opinion, but history favors the visiting team in these situations. The early kickoff doesn't allow the home team fans to tailgate all day long and consume beverages of choice that will enhance their "team spirit" come game time. I'll take the advantage if there is one. The Hogs are outmatched physically on paper. Auburn is big and strong and fast and have only allowed opponents an average of 8 points per game scoring thus far. The key to an Arkansas victory, in my opinion, is the unveiling of first year offensive co-ordinator Gus Malzhan's new "no huddle, hurry up offense", if head coach Houston Nutt allows him to run it full throttle. We have seen glimpses of it in the first 4 games but it is definately a watered down version. Rumors are that the players have embraced it and want to run it but the Head Hog subscribes to a more "ball control" philosophy. In my opinion, it boils down to pride. Coach Nutt had to give up play calling responsibilities this year in order to secure his job but he didn't want to. He conceded in hiring an O.C. but one rein still lays in Nutt's hand. Pride. Now Tuberville has some pride issues of his own. Reflect back to his post game comments after the South Carolina game in which the reporter asked about the surprise on-side kick that completely caught Spurrier off guard. It was a great call. Did he give his staff any credit? No. His response was, (paraphrased),"It worked at the time and made me look like a genius." Pride. I think the winner of this game may come down to which head coach gives way to his prideful thinking, and allows the staff they have assembled go out and do their job. Arkansas in an upset, 21-17.

PROVERBS

2006-09-27T21:50:00.000-07:00

I've been reading the book of Proverbs this week. I am reading from Peterson's "The Message" version. Peterson skillfully translates the original writings into a a more current, modern version that is easy to understand in today culture. Proverbs is widely thought of as The Book of Wisdom and it is so rich in "one liners." The book is especially easy to pick up and flip through for a quick, spiritual pick me up. I have picked out a few that were special to me and maybe they will be to you as well. Have a great Thursday and rest of the weekend.

Chapter 2...He keeps His eye on all who live honestly, and pays special attention to His loyally
committed ones.

Chapter 3...Listen to God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; He's the one
who will keep you on track.
...Never walk away from someone who needs God's help; your hand is God's hand
for that person.

Chapter 11...A thick bankroll is no help when life falls apart; but a principled life can stand up
to the worst.

WHOOPIGCHEWIE

2006-09-26T20:46:00.000-07:00

YOU READ IT RIGHT. ITS THE NEWEST FLAVOR INTRODUCED BY SEARCY'S OWN YARNELL'S ICE CREAM COMPANY INSPIRED BY OUR BELOVED ARKANSAS RAZORBACKS-"WHOOPIGCHEWIE." WHAT A GREAT NAME; WOULDN'T YOU AGREE? OBVIOUSLY, IT'S MY NEW FAVORITE FLAVOR AND I HAVEN'T EVEN TRIED IT YET. ITS A BLEND OF DELICIOUS CHEWY CHOCOLATE GOOEY IN THEIR FAMOUS ROUND GALLON CONTAINERS. WHO WOULDN'T LIKE THAT, HUH. I'VE BEEN TO KROGERS TWICE TO BUY A CARTON AND THEY HAVE HAVE BEEN SOLD OUT BOTH TIMES. I DRIVE BY THE COMPANY ON MY WAY TO WORK EVERY DAY AND AM GOING TO STOP THIS WEEK AND PICK UP A SAMPLE. YES, THAT'S RIGHT; THEY GOT SAMPLES FOR VISITORS! (WHY HAVEN'T I STOPPED MORE OFTEN?) THE OWNER, ALBERT YARNELL,IS 82 YEARS YOUNG AND FIXING TO BE INDUCTED INTO THE ARKANSAS BUSINESS HALL OF FAME. CONGRATULATIONS MR.YARNELL ON YOUR SUCCESSFUL BUSINESS AND FOR MAKING THE BEST ICE CREAM IN THE WORLD. BY THE WAY, WOULD YOU BE INTERESTED IN ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG? LET'S HEAR ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVORS...OR CREATE A NEW ONE HERE AND I'LL RUN IT BY MR.YARNELL. WHO KNOWS.......?

FUNdamental Football

2006-09-22T19:44:00.000-07:00

I was all geared up to travel to Paragould Saturday and watch the game with my mom when fate changed my plans. My name was drawn from a small cardboard box at a local motorcycle dealership where I had registered for 2 Razorback tickets to be given away while visiting a client. No longer had I returned to the bank when I heard on the radio that I had won the tickets. I hated cancelling my date with mom but she understood and would have done the same if she had won them. So tommorrow, my son Stephen and I will be among 70,000 other rabid Hog fans trying to cheer them on to their first 2-0 SEC conference start in several years. Both teams are very similar on paper. Both teams have rookie starting quarterbacks; Mustain a true freshman phenom for Arkansas and John Parker Wilson, a sophmore taking over for the beloved Brody Croyle. Both teams strengths center around the running game, with McFadden and Darby bucking for top running back honors in the SEC this year. Both have good defenses but neither has tackled well this year. This will be the first road game for the Tide, but historically, the Hogs haven't defended their home turf very well; at least in Fayetteville. The outcome of this game will come down to which team executes the fewest mistakes in the fundamentals department. Blocking assignments, passing routes, tackling techniques, proper coverages, and special team play won't necessarily show up on the stat page but the 11 men on each series of play that decide to focus on perfection will experience the FUN in fundamentals at the end of the game. Weather will also factor into the outcome. If the weatherman is right and the showers come, this game will be fought between the tackles. Smashmouth, Saturday afternoon, SEC football. It don't get no FUNNER than that.
Hogs 24, Tide 21

Praise Passwords

2006-09-20T21:52:00.000-07:00

I was on my way out of the office toward home when I stopped by Nikki's desk to just say hey. We chatted for a minute about how crazy the day had been and I started to leave. She was signing in to her computer to put in a little overtime when I overheard her saying her password softly as she typed it in. I said curiously, " Was that your password?" She had murmured the word "patience" and a few numbers to follow and logged in. I asked about the choice of words and she explained that she uses spiritual words as her passwords as a way of reminding her of who and whose she is. She went on to share some past words or phrases that had been used such as "love", "joy", "savior" and many others. I had scrambled, when prompted each month for a new word, to think of words associated with ME. Thinking inward again. Nikki used this trivial opportunity each day as a way to be reminded that no matter how crazy the day may be, God is still in control. Everytime she signed into her computer, (and that could be 8-10 times a day at the bank), she is reminded by her choice of passwords to be strong, to love more, and to set a good example to those she assists daily. Thanks, Nikki for being the rock, and the christian example you are to everyone who crosses your path. I just discovered a whole new source for future passwords. What a great way to help memorize scripture. My next password comes from the book of James.

Prayer Places

2006-09-16T17:56:00.000-07:00

I was sharing a prayer experience with a friend today and it got me thinking. I am curious to know where your "holy ground" is. Where do you go when you need to wrestle with the Lord in prayer?
Today, mine was laying flat on my back on my deck, which is detached and near the back of my yard, early in the morning. I could feel nature all around me and it allowed me to feel like I was actually "talking with God." Tell me about your prayer places.

Hogs Will Be Dandy At Vandy

2006-09-15T21:17:00.000-07:00

If this were college Quiz Bowl, the Hogs would be in trouble. Vanderbilt puts out more doctors and lawyers than any school in the SEC. Generally speaking, they are a highly intelligent group of kids. Fortunately for Arkansas, it is a contest of execution on the football field. The hogs slipped up last year and let the Commodores come to our house, down 14 points in the second have and beat us. McFadden and Jones had less than 5 total carries in last years game. This year, Vandy will get a heavy dose of #5 and #25 as they attempt to rack up yardage on the ground. Add Hillis to the mix and we have 3 Parade HS All Americans in the backfield. This will be a perfect opportunity for freshman QB Mitch Mustain to relax and develop his field presence while handing off the ball to the horses. He will not have to depend on the pass to move the ball downfield and can pick and choose his opportunities to find Williams and Monk downfield. Malzhan knows how to formulate a game plan based on his team's strengths. His offensive philosophy is dictated by what the defense will allow. He looks for weaknesses and exposes them. The Hogs won't outsmart the Commodores tomorrow but I believe they will execute better and ground out a convincing win. Hogs 35, Dores-14

Lord, May I Be Excused?

2006-09-12T21:39:00.000-07:00

Moses asked this request of I AM not once, not twice, but four different times Re-read the account in Exodus 3 & 4. Its very amusing and definitely hits home with me. I've given God more excuses for my lack of GOING than there were frogs in Egypt during Moses's visit. "Lord, if you'll just line up the planets just perfect today, I'll be in the best possible position to do your will." Hogwash. (best description of God's disapproval most closely related to theme of this blog) God doesn't accept my excuses now and he didn't accept Moses' excuses then. It went something like this...
I AM-"So now go. I am sending YOU."
Moses-"Who am I?"(excuse #1)
I AM-"I will be with you."(excuses should have came to an abrupt stop right there!)
Moses-(with a formidable comeback)"What do I say if they ask me who sent me?"(like he didn't know! and excuse #2)
I AM-(known for His comebacks!)"Tell them I AM who I AM."(period.)
Moses-(scrambling here, sweating profusely, wringing his hands, feet fidgeting, breathing somewhat irregular at this point)
I AM-(breaking the awkward silence due to Moses suddenly being at a loss for words)"Tell them the God of their fathers, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob has sent you to them."
Moses-(still suffering from a sudden case of lock jaw)
I AM-(continues revealing himself giving Moses time to come up with excuse #3)"I have a plan Moses. The elders of Israel will believe you when you tell them about me; Pharoah and the Egyptians will not. It's OK though. I got your back."
Moses-(still pulling at straws)"What if they don't believe me?"(excuse #3)
I AM-(prepared as always for another excuse)"Throw your staff down Moses. It immediately turns to a snake."Grab the end of the snake Moses." It immediately turns back to a staff." Ok Moses. Are you in or out?"(second miracle thrown in just to close the deal due to Moses lack of being impressed with miracle #1)"Put your hand in your cloak Moses." Moses now senses a weird feeling in his hand and pulls it out of his cloak witnessing what appears to be "instant leprousy." I AM reassuredly instructs Moses to tuck his hand back in his cloak and the look of panic on Moses face slowly disappears when he is instructed by I AM to look at it again only to notice that it is completely healed. Moses is convicted now....right?....wrong! Before Moses can admit his further doubts I AM tells Moses that he has a few more tricks up his sleeve to persuade the pharoah to concur with THE PLAN, once he arrives in Egypt.
Moses-(last ditch effort to argue his case)"Lord, you've heard me speak. I'm terrible and I stt,ttt,...stutter. I'll totally blow it. "(excuse #4)
I AM-(loosing his patience) "Moses, who made speech, vision, the ability to hear? I did. Now go. I'll help you. I'll teach you what to say, for Gods sake."(think about that one for a minute)
Moses-(shamelessly begging at this point)"Oh Lord. Please send someone else to do it."

You know the rest of the story. His brother accompanies him and they carry out I AM's plan. But as you can see, not without a fight. Don't make excuses to I AM. He has a lot of experience in that department. Save yourself the trouble and JUST GO. Like He did with Moses, He'll be our mouth, our ears, our eyes, if we allow him to. Learn from one of the most humorous dialog's in the old testament, in my opinion. Peace to you all.

Where Were You...

2006-09-10T21:11:00.000-07:00

Alan Jackson asked us all to reflect and never forget the events of September 11, 2001 in these lyrics of his famous song, "Where were you when the world stopped turning, on that September day?" I will never forget where I was. It was 8:30 a.m. and we had set down around the boardroom table to begin a loan meeting at the bank. One of the board members came in a little late and apologized for doing so, visibly shaken. His first words were, "Have ya'll heard what's happening?" He went on to describe the sketchy horror with little details at that time. Everyone immediately lost focus of the trivial business at hand and we rushed through the meeting, anxious to find out more about the board members brief report. David, our community president, and I made a couple of excuses to the rest of the employees and bolted for his father's house, about a mile away to catch the news on TV. His dad called while we were in route and gave us a grueling update. We couldn't get to his home fast enough. As we entered his Dad's living room, the TV was turned up a little louder than normal, with CNN reporting the horrific scenes. Our country was under attack. One building had already been hit. We witnessed the second attack for ourselves or maybe just shortly after it happened. I called home to check on my wife. She was sad. I called my kids. They were OK. Many from New York couldn't say that about their families right then. I remember a huge knot of helplessness in my gut. Banking played second fiddle in all of our minds that morning, but I had an obligation in Little Rock that I couldn't miss and had to travel. As I listened to the radio on the way there, the reports continued to paint a dismal picture of the tragedy in New York, Pennsylvania, and Washington D.C. Even though the attacks were hundreds of miles from Arkansas, I witnessed the early ripples of fear by seeing long lines at the gas pumps as rumors spread over those claiming responsibility coming from the oil rich middle east. Gas prices began rising at alarming rates, with some operators later having to return unfair profits due to price gouging. Panic. Fear. Helplessness. Although it was terrorism's finest hour on our soil, America joined hands almost immediately and dug through the rubble, exercising any racial, ethnic, or religious demons that had previously existed, showing the world that our states are indeed united. I love this land. I'll never forget that day. "Where were you when the world stopped turning......?"

Week 2; Mustain Madness

2006-09-08T21:13:00.000-07:00

The USC game is ancient history and a new season begins Saturday at 6:00 against Utah State in Fayetteville. There will be a near sold out crowd again on hand to witness Mitch Mustain's start at quarterback. The highly touted true freshman is truely a "Cool Hand Luke." He has handled the pressure leading up to his being named a starter like a veteran. Offensive coordinator Gus Malzhan, his high school coach and the Hogs O.C. says Mustain can't be fazed. Admittedly, he looked extremely poised in the 4th quarter against the Trojans last week, leading the Hogs on a 5 play drive, 80 yards, carring the ball in himself on the last play from 5 yards out. After the game, when interviewed about how he felt in his first college game, Mustain said, " I had fun," with a huge smile on his face. I really think he did. I believe its going to be a lot of fun watching the Hogs the next few years, with Mustain leading the troops. We haven't had a pure quarterback in several years and Mitch looks as comfortable at quarterback as I am in my lazyboy watching him. I believe tomorrow a new page in Hog history begins as Malzhan and Mustain officially take over the reins of the offense. Prediction....Arkansas 49, Utah St. 3.

Bluer Than Blue

2006-09-07T18:19:00.000-07:00

Is it just me, or does anybody else on the planet , besides diehard Idaho football fans, like the blue Astro Play turf at Bronco Stadium ? Its the only blue turf in the world. I'll go out on a limb......I don't think they will have to worry about anyone imulating them anytime soon! I wonder what recruits think when they see it for the first time? (except for the blue-chippers from Idaho high schools that have grown up seeing it) "Wow, what a pool. Where's the diving board?" In my opinion, the best the field ever looks is when its covered in snow; which happens a lot late in the season. I mean, football fields ought to be green. Grass stain green. Like the sandlots we grew up playing on. The blue field looks surreal. Like an extreme video game. The old school guys of the 50's and 60's wouldn't have played on it. They would have insisted on playing on gravel rather than blue turf. I wonder who signed off on the choice of blue at the design committee meeting? I'm sure the suit with the thickest pocketbook. Or maybe they had a contest to submit field designs and the head of the art department won. He wanted to embody the essence of an Idaho sky reflecting its calming effect on future soldiers in this game we call football. Gag a maggott. It makes a good backdrop for a powder puff game, I'll give it that. Boise State boosters, enjoy your baby blue field. You have no fear of being copied any time soon. And pray for snow.

Sometimes Preparation Isn't Enough

2006-09-03T13:04:00.000-07:00

USC 50, Arkansas 14. Even after 8 months of intense preparation for the Trojans the highly heralded horsemen were too much for the Hogs. Their performance was nearly flawless and when they did bend at times, they never broke. Your can break down game film all you want and debate coaching decisions but oftentimes, and this game was an example, the winning team had the better talent. Was Pete Carroll a better coach than Houston Nutt? Maybe. Does Arkansas have better facilities than USC. Absolutely. Throw out all the strategy, the planning, and preparation. Sometimes games are won by simply having the better athletes. Good athletes can make average coaching staffs look awfully good sometimes. In this contest, man for man, we were outmatched. More experience, more speed, bigger size, blue chip creditials. Does all this mean the Hogs never had a chance of winning? No way. We will always have a "hog in the fight." We will more times than not be the underhog. We just need to practice even harder, focus more intensely, and recruit more intelligently. And not turn the ball over 5 times!
Bright Spots-McFadden playing after nearly losing his big toe last month. Mitch Mustain. Gus Malzhan. 76,564 screaming fans-largest crowd to ever see a football game in Arkansas. The sun came up Sunday morning. We play again next week. We're still undefeated in conference play.
Dark Moments- You saw the game!

We Must Protect This House

2006-08-30T21:29:00.000-07:00

The marketing slogan, "We Must Protect This House," was made famous by the popular TV commercials of athletic garment manufacturer Under Armor. Its catchy rhythmatic jingle, coupled with a dynamic mission statement rivals nothing short of any number of military commercials, aimed at inspiring all takers to unify and overcome. It has become a staple of many pre-game sporting event rituals. Stating it repetitively, and in a cresendo fashion, in theory becomes sort of a bonding agent leading up to the battle. The key word in this phrase that has caught my attention, is the word protect. Protection is one of the most basic human needs that we have. We go to great lengths to protect our families. We do the obvious by building homes to protect us from the elements. We research data to determine the safest neighborhoods in which to build or purchase those homes. We want reputable neighbors to protect our children from bad influences. Consumer Reports is a staple for generation X as a resource for buying the safest car in which to drive. We carry umbrellas, sunscreen, lip balm, gloves, sunglasses. We have passwords for our computers and pin numbers for our debit cards; all for the sake of protection. And they are good, necessary measures for sure. The thing that got me concerned about my thought process with regard to protecting and being protected was this; I was becoming consumed with putting my own safety nets in place and forgetting who the Great Protector was. Protection, I realized, is available to me if I am faithful enough to trust that God will certainly protect me, regardless of the need. David had many struggles as he records in the book of Psalms; but he knew where his source of protection came from. "Keep me safe, O God, for in you I take refuge." 16:1. "O Lord my God, I take refuge in you; save and deliver me from all who pursue me." 7:1. (and my favorite) "But you are a shield around me, O Lord; You bestow glory on me and lift up my head." 3:3. I pray that I have the faith of David going forward, and realize it is God, who indeed is the only one capable of "Protecting our house."

The Agasi Legacy

2006-08-28T21:07:00.000-07:00

I'm trying to go the bed but Andre won't let me. He keeps returning shots, blistering forehand winners, and continues to puzzel Pavel. He won 5 straight games in the 3rd set after being down 4-0 and won it to go up 2-1 in the match. He doesn't quit. As they play on the east coast, its after midnight. I'm exhausted and he's just getting warmed up. Agasi, in his late 30's, is going to retire after the Open, but at times he looks like he is in his prime. I remember the days when Agasi wore locks to his shoulders and ran around the court like a bumble bee. He was a little cockier then and could back it up with cat-quick skills.. He has mellowed somewhat later in life, but his play tonight doesn't display that. I don't know if I can stay up much longer tonight Andre. Good luck and I hope to find out in the morning on ESPN that you advanced to the second round. New York and American tennis fans are not quite ready for your living legacy to expire just yet.

Flag Football

2006-08-25T20:56:00.000-07:00

Its been over 25 years but I'm taking the field again Monday nite on behalf of United Way. Back in the day I was a decent intramural athlete and have the letter jacket from Harding to prove it. One of our banker boys came up with the idea of our bank, First Community Bank, taking on the suits over at Citizens Bank, in a game of flag football on behalf of charity. My first thought was, "Who would pay to come see US play?" Then it hit me; lots of people would pay to come see a bunch of has-beens make fools of themselves! Well its all for fun and I do a really good job of being foolish so I embrace the challenge. I have a few trick plays up my sleeve that I may unveil if the game is on the line. Mainly flag football is all about mis-direction and pulling flags. Slippery ball-carriers who learn the art of spinning are difficult to pull even by the quick handed defenders. So come Monday, I'll make the transition from armchair quarterback to corporate quarterback, strap on the cleats, warm up the hamstrings, and try not to pull a groin! Results of the game and highlights to follow in a later blog.......

Tiger almost pulled off the impossible friday,(isn't everything he does impossible?), by pushing an errant fairway shot over the gallery onto a warehouse building. I love Tiger but I love to see a pro hit one of my shots. Tiger takes a drop and pitches onto the green for a par putt attempt which barely lipped out. In my world, making this putt gives me a 9 for the hole. He's not one of us!

Eight(8) days till the Hogs take on the trojans of USC. I can hardly wait. They thrashed us 70-17 last year so we got a shot at redemption. Gus Malzhan, fresh off the sidelines of Springdale Highschool, is making his offensive coordinator debut along with 3 or 4 of his players. I will be worthless this week at work in anticipation of the kickoff. College football and basketball are my favorite sports and I love the atmosphere surrounding a college athletic event. Best of luck to all your favorite teams next weekend as the gridiron gets rolling again. Whoopigsooie, Razorbacks!

Bloggerly Challenged

2006-08-24T21:40:00.000-07:00

Well I was able to finally install my pic on my profile but I can't figure out how to move it to the "About Me" area. I just want to be like everybody else. I'm a sponge right now so let me soak up your vast technical knowledge. All assistance is appreciated. While you are contributing, you can enjoy some pics of my kids. Stephen above^

< My daughter Laura and her huband of 9 months, Adam.

And below, Jenny, Laura, and Stephen at Laura's wedding last
November. I'm not real good at all this right now but I'm having fun
doing it.

Casting Crowns

2006-08-24T14:14:00.000-07:00

I know of no other contemporary christian music group that has impacted me more than Casting Crowns has for the last 3 years. My oldest daughter, Jennifer, introduced them to me and I have been hooked ever since. Two weeks ago I took my two daughters, Jenny and Laura and Laura's husband Adam to Jonesboro for a C.C. concert on the campus of ASU. Well, as it turns out, there was no concert. A concert is where a music group plays for a group of admirers for 90 minutes or so and says goodbye. Sometimes they come back for a two-song encore. No, this was not a concert. It was 2 1/2 hours of pure worship and fellowship. Every song they sang was pre-empted by a heart warming story of the inspiration behind the words of each song. Those in attendance were both young and old and the fellowship was awesome. I saw several people from Searcy in our section from all different churches. Hands were joined and held high as we crossed "party lines" and rocked the roof singing together. (and they sound just like the CD's even though they are live!) Their message to the masses is pure and simple; Jesus loves you, he died for you, and he's coming back for you. They paused once for several minutes and did a friday nite version of our "church invitation" and asked us all who were struggling with whatever sins we deal with to turn them over to Jesus. At intermission, Mark Hall, the lead singer, asked for all youth directors in the building to meet him on stage for a few minutes so he could pray with them and challenge them to even greater works in the kingdom as they work with youth. What a great ministry they are are involved in. Using the gift of song to encourage. We all have talents that could be used to further the kingdom but oftentimes keep them under wrap for some reason. I challenge you and myself to find your talent(s) and share them. If you don't already own a C.C cd, get one today. It'll bless ya.

Birth Certificate Please!

2006-08-22T11:10:00.000-07:00

Have you seen the newest little leaguer coming out of Saudi Arabia? George Steinbrenner is slobbering as we speak. I'm sure Phil Knight has him on speed dial. I'm pretty sure he helped build my house. He was a heavy equipment operator and didn't need a backhoe to move anything. Has "Clear" made it to the Mid East? I just can't imaging a kid this large being only 12 years old. His mom should get a trophy or something. He's listed as a first baseman and left fielder but put him on the mound coach; he's bigger than Randy Johnson all things considered! I understand that baseball scouts are now scheduling trips to Dubai for further investigations; and for Aarons cousins.

Aaron Durley
Arabian American Little LeagueDhahran, Saudi Arabia

Aaron Durley
Height: 6' 5''
Weight: 226 lbs

DOB: - ? Position:1B, LF Age:12 Bats:R Throws:R Jersey 24

Summer Thoughts

2006-08-21T10:35:00.000-07:00

I like the weather and all, except for the high humidity and 100 degree temps, but I enjoy cooler times. I'm not a huge baseball fan, although I always catch the Cardinal boxscore, so during the summer I experience sports withdrawals to a degree. I love college football, any level, expecially the Hogs and the Harding Bisons. I usually attend 2-3 Hog games a season and was in Little Rock sitting in Hog Heaven when they beat LSU in the "Miracle on Markham" a coupld of years ago. I can't read enough about pre-season practices. This draw I have for my "teams" stems from my impressional years growing up on the country off of Highway 1 in Wynne, Arkansas and sitting with my mom and watching the few Razorback games that were broadcast on one of the 3 available television channels during that era. There was only NBC, ABC, and CBS. I remember Keith Jackson and Kurt Gowdy doing the play by play for the big games against the Texas teams. I would go outside during halftime and re-enact the highlites in my fantasy football yard. A crisp autumn day with the smell of cotton bowels in the field behind our house was the backdrop for my re-enactment. Mom would be the QB and toss me a less than perfect spiral which I always caught for a touchdown. Mom was my biggest cheerleader and a huge Razorback fan. I think I grew to like the Hogs because she liked them so much and I certainly loved her.
The Ark-USC game is 12 days away and excitement is in the air. We don't need bulletin board material to get fired up for this one; last year's shellacking is still fresh on our minds. This years game will be much different and I can't wait till kickoff. I can almost smell the cotton bowels. Love ya, Mom

Is Sunday Your Favorite Day?

2006-04-04T14:33:00.000-07:00

Lately, Sunday hasn't been my favorite day. If I were totally honest, it hasn't been for a while. I am in a transitional period in my spiritual walk and lately my weaknesses seem to be my strengths. If that doesn't make sense, then I'll try and confuse you even more. Christians, as I was instructed growing up, live for Sunday. We get to go to church. We get to sing and pray. We get to take the Lord's supper. We have the opportunity to confess sin after the singing of the invitation song. This ritual done week after week has become more of a habit than a desire for me. I am trying to figure out why. I should long for this special meeting time. I should cherish the scheduled opportunity to worship God and his son with others like me. I do sometimes, but lately, I confess, the enriching experiences are far and few between. I am trying to figure out why. I get tired of "dressing up" for church and seeing others do the same. That suit I wear is not who I am! As a matte of fact, it masks who I am. I get tired of an usher helping me to a seat. Not because he isn't helpful; its just too formal. Is this what Christ had in mind for fellowship when he stared the church? I don't like buzzers going off telling us its time to hustle to our classes where the focus there is much like what I sat through in the auditorium; the pulpit, the teacher. These are and can be good things. Are they the best things? I told a brother last week that Wednesday nights at another congregation I have been attending have been the highlight of my week; more that Sunday! Blasphemy, right? I want my link-up to the Lord to be longer and deeper than a couple of hours on Sunday and Wednesday. Sunday should really serve as a period of remembrance. A time to ask myself "How was my walk last week, and how can I improve on it this week?" Sunday can be my favorite day if I choose it to be. If you have similar experiences, share them. What makes your First Day of the Week the best day of the week?
Searching,
KR

The Duke Open

2005-05-18T14:06:00.001-07:00

I have one more year with my son in high school. His last test was today and he was off to the golf course to work on his game. Stephen and I share the same interests in sports. We watch the Hogs together, play pitch in the backyard at least 4 times a week(and he doesn't even play baseball), and we golf together. Basically, he golfs and I hack. I go, not because I really enjoy hitting a 200 yard drive, but because I love to watch him play. I started taking him to the course when he was about 6 or so. He would hit about 20 or so times per hole with the shortened clubs we got for him. Every now and then he would get a hold of one and send it 50-75 yards and his eyes would light up. At the time, I was working on my game and he was just tagging along spending "quality time with dad." A few years later at about age 12, Stephen began to watch the Golf Channel religiously. He would listen to the instruction and then go to the course and mimic what he saw. He was self-taught. He became very consistent with his game. Drives were down the middle, chips were around the pin, and putts were dropping more often; as was his score. He would come in from school in the evenings and jump on the cart and hook up with some retiree for a few holes nearly every afternoon. He was developing relationships with some the regulars and they were always glad to welcome him into their fold for a round of golf. Aside from golf, I was most proud one evening when I recieved a call from an older gentleman that I didn't know who wanted to tell me what a polite son I have. He went on and on about his manners and etiquitte on the course. I couldn't have been prouder if he had won the River Oaks Junior Tournament, which he did 3 out of 4 years. He also went on to win the Searcy Country Club Junior tournament for the last 3 years. He won the golf award during his freshman and sophomore year in high school at Harding Academy, finishing second in the district both years.
Ok enough bragging about by son's golf game.
We have been involving him with the Arkansas Junior Golf Association since he was 12 and he has played tournaments all over the state. Most are 2 day tournaments and he hasn't been able to put 2 consistent rounds together. At the Greater Little Rock Junior Open a few weeks ago, he shot an 86 on day one and followed it up with a 70 on Sunday. A 16 stroke turnaround. He had a meltdown on the first hole when he lost a ball and took a 10 on the second hole when he couldn't get out of the woods. I hurt for him, terribly. I was witnessing his struggle and I couldn't do a thing about it. I was helpless. Golf is an individual game; just you on an island; no team. As a junior, you carry your own clubs, no caddy, no talking to parents or a swing coach for advice during the round. No mulligans. Many penalties for getting off the fairway. Many challenges. Its a game where your maturity is exposed; either good or bad. Its humbling. Its rewarding. Its nervewracking. Its hard. Its fun. Golf is life. One good hole, one bad hole. Growing pains.
In 3 weeks we leave for Durham, North Carolina where he will be playing in the Calloway PGA Junior Series at the Duke Golf Course. Its the most glamorous tournament he's ever been in. There are 84 16-17 year olds from 30 states and Canada and Austrailia competing. Its big-time. Its the course where the Dukies play. Both the mens and womens teams won the ACC title this season. We have our airline tickets bought, hotel reservations, and a rental car waiting for us. This is our Masters Tournament, our British Open, our PGA championship. If he is more nervous than I am, he's not showing it. I've been thinking about all the holes we have played together. All the thrown clubs, hugs, arguments, questions, smiles, tears, discussions. We talk about life on the back 9. Sometimes he would even share a teenage boy feeling with me; but not very often. I will always cherish these memories. If he never wins a tournament, it won't change how special Stephen is to me. I love him unconditionally. I tell him that. I want him to love that way. I hope he plays good. I hope he has fun. I hope he wins. I will smile either way, cause he's my son on the end of that driver.

The Duke Open

2005-05-18T14:06:00.000-07:00

Matt Jones the Freak

2005-04-20T13:25:00.000-07:00

As the name of my blog implies, I am the hugest razorback fan on my street. I can only say my street cause Brian Maddox, who lives a couple of blocks over, will have a basement room enshrined at completion of his new home that will be known to the neighborhood as the "Razorback Room," completely decked out with plasma TV and everything ever made with a hog on it. I put a hog flag out on game day. I wear the proper paraphenalia. I have a Hog Blankie. I crumbled when Clint Stoerner tripped in the game at Tennessee in '98, stumbling over his own linemans foot, only to fumble and be recovered by the Vols in what became the turning point of the Hogs that year. (We were 8-0 at the time and Tennessee went on to win it all). I could watch the Seven Overtime win against Eli Manning and Ole Miss every week of the year. I love the Hogs and the state has grown to love Matt Jones over the last 4 years and he will be sorely missed. He is a human highlight film. He is a rock star among youth,(although he doesn't sing). He has caused more confusion for NFL scouts and owners than an 8 man rush. Where will he go in the draft this weekend? When drafted, where will he play? Can he have an impact during his rookie season? He is said to be the biggest question mark among potential first round draft picks in years. Why? He's a freak! I mean that with the utmost respect. I mean it in the Jim Rome sense of the word. How many guys in the NFL currently are 6'6", 240, and run a sub-4.4 40? OK, 25 or so but can they play quarterback? Matt could have helped, (probably started) for the Razorback basketball team this year as well if he hadn't focused on the gridiron. Here is why he will make an impact at the next level with both the teams and their fans. Did I say ATHLETE? The players will believe in him. He is quiet in the huddle and loud with his moves. He is unasuming and plays the game like a weekend sandlot superstar. He has fun. I NEVER, in his 4 years of football as a HOG, saw him display even a hint of arrogance, cockiness, excessive celebration!(He did dunk the football over the goalpost once after a TD run, and quickly pointed to the heavens, thanking his Creator for letting him play football.) He is the coolest cucumber in the stack. Some have questioned his competitiveness because he is so laid back. Well, a cheerleader he's not. A producer, he is. His numbers speak for themselves. He will make plus yards on busted plays. He has the ability to make d-backs look like statues once he's in the open field. It looks like he is playing tag on the schoolyard. Its hilarious. He has a stride like Michael Johnson. (He won't wear the gold shoes though) I saw him run 30 yards for a TD against Alabama from the 11 yard line this year! Do the math. I want him on my team. Whichever team "takes a chance" on Matt will get the best kept secret in America. NFL fans will embrace him like we did at the college level. The number 9 jersey sold like no other. Mark my words. Everyone will know about Matt Jones at the end of the 2005-2006 NFL season and within a couple of years, barring injury, #9 will be a household name among youth. Parents, adopt him now for your kids to model after. He plays for the right reasons and his antics both on and off the field will speak for their selfs. He is one of Gods warriors and will impact the game in a good way. He's a freak.

Osama/Paul?

2005-03-21T15:19:00.000-08:00

Keith Schramm teaches our Sunday morning bible class and brought up an interesting thought for us to ponder yesterday. We are traveling through Acts following Saul through Corinth and Athens and Ephesus and Crete. Keith reminded us of how difficult it might be for the people of that day to accept Paul's teaching based on his background of killing professed christians only a year or two earlier. Now, through divine intervention, he is making an appeal to preach and teach Christ and him crucified to many who remember him as a zealot for just the opposite. Keith used this angle to help us understand...Lets say our deacon of missions wanted to plant a church in Mosul, Iraq. He just found out that Osama Bin Laden had obeyed the gospel and was seeking support to work with the church there as well. The cards are in place. We have a field ripe unto harvest, we have a missionary, Osama, who is willing to commit to 5 years in Mosul to spread the gospel, and we have a church at home, us, who has the opportunity to support him. Will we? Can we forget what Osama has been credited with doing to innocent people all over the world for most of his life? Killing women, children, torturing thousands of others for his "cause." Substitute Osama's name in Luke's letter in place of Paul. Its no different. God uses the most unorthodox, un-prototypical vessels imaginable to further his kingdom. Are we faithful enough to believe it? God used a murderer and made him an apostle. There is no hurdle, that with God's help, we can't overtake.
Keith

Over My Dead Body

2005-02-09T15:34:00.000-08:00

The young man who has been courting my middle child, Laura for the last year calls me at 10:00pm and asks if he can come talk to me. I had just walked in the door from a high school ball game and had the flu and was ready for bed but knew by his tone that I didn't need to reschedule this request. Hints of an upcoming wedding had been dropped around the house for the last couple of months and Cheryl and I couldn't be happier with Laura's choice. She had shared with me last summer that she "loved" him. She was happiest when she was with him. He treated her with respect and kindness. They prayed together every day. It was inevitable. But, was I ready for him to ask me for her hand? He had told me a few weeks earlier that he wanted to formally ask me for permission. I acted tough and all but I have to admit...I really like the guy. We play a lot of foosball when he comes over, we listen to Casting Crowns and FFH, we watch sports, he's a keeper. Well, he shows up within 5 minutes and nervously begins floundering around the topic. I kinda felt sorry for him. I intentionally bring up superficial stuff just to make him panic! Finally he gets to the meat of why he came and asks me if its OK that he marries my Laura. "Laura Riley?," I'm thinking. My best try at being a rough, tough, hardnosed dad just caves in. I said "yes" like it was a blur. I had dreamed about making him sweat, beg, rake leaves, and wash my car, but I really like the guy and I know Laura thinks he placed the planets in their orbit. My rehersed "Over my dead body" gave way to cooler heads. We ended up talking for nearly an hour about the future, what to expect, his weaknesses and Laura's strengths! No, I welcome him in and look forward to walking my princess down the aisle in 5 or 6 years!(I told him he could marry her...I didn't tell him WHEN!)
NOTE!At Adams request, this news is not to reach my wife, Cheryl's, ears before Laura tells her after their engagement in a few days. Bloggers Truce!
New Territory. Any Bloggers advice will fall on fertile soil concerning approaching this new experience.
Keith

Iraqi footwashing

2005-02-07T11:17:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was Mission Emphasis day at our church and Keith Schramm did a wonderful job updating us on the many worldwide efforts which we support financially. As I was reflecting on ways we serve he stated something that blew me away. One of our members, Steve Jones, is currently serving in Iraq and has led several of his buddies to Christ. We have been sending care packages on a regular basis as a means of encouragement to him and his new christian soldiers. (Steve has been in vulnerable areas since he landed in Iraq. His squardron was one that assisted in transporting many of the ballot boxes to their destinations and knew they were a priority target for an attack from the local militants.) He gets our bulletin and noticed we were collecting funds to send to the Tsunami victims. Keith mentioned that our body had raised over $16K to assist the victims...$217.63 of which was collected by Steve and his buddies, and sent back stateside. This is a man who is denying self to save my a#$, in a God forsaken part of the world where insurgients choose to meet their maker, ie Allah, or whoever, by strapping a nail bomb to their chest and taking down as many innocent people as possible. But yet, without resentment, considering the state he's in, finds time to gather up some funds to help a people he doesn't even know. Here's a guy at war, sending monetary support to those he considers less fortunate. What a great example of footwashing. Steve, I salute you and your giving heart. May I never complain again about the weather, the grocery bill, Hardings tuition, or my lukewarm shower after my son used all the hot water. Thanks, Steve.
Keith

Women Can Do That?

2004-12-17T13:05:00.000-08:00

I just got through reading a narrative between Rubel B. and Wes discussing the controversial role of women in the church. I have to admit, just the thought of getting up in front of a bible school class where I attend worship and announcing to the audience this particular topic makes me nervous. After reading the discussion, I was enlightened by what I learned. First of all, both men discussed the topic with a sense of humility, simply seeking truth. Both agreed they differed with each other and were not the final say-so on the topic. I appreciate the way they approached the topic citing scripture which seemed to support servant leadership for both male and female and emphasizing that neither male nor female should "lord" over each other in carrying out responsibilities either. If nothing else happens, my neurons and syntax has been tickled causing me to be more open-minded to church issues that tend to divide us. Women DO have a role in the kingdom and gender will have nothing to do with salvation come judgement day. More study to come, at least on my part. If you want to read the same dialogue, get in touch with Mr. Shelly or David U and I'm sure they could forward a copy of it to you.
Keith

Family, Food, Football

2004-11-26T10:00:00.000-08:00

Thanksgiving has got to be the greatest tradition since the American natives and the Europeans shared their first meal together. My belly is never more full than 1:00pm on Thanksgiving afternoon...well maybe also later that night after 2 or 3 rounds of leftovers. My son was born on Thanksgiving, so its an extra special day for our family. We got him a foosball table this year and he and I assembled it late Wednesday nite. Grandma and Grandpa, aunts and uncles and cousins came to our house this year and a foosball tourney was on the agenda along with "Catch Phrase", watching the I Love Raymond marathon, walking around the block to offset the extra calorie consumption, and my Dad looking through our closets! I have 2 sisters, Sandra and Robin, and I have spent more time with Sandra, 3 years my younger, over the years. She has a beautiful voice and adores her two boys, Jake and Caleb. They really are great. They look up to Stephen when they visit and I enjoy witnessing that. I picked on Sandra growing up and begged her to quit banging on the piano as she practiced. I'm glad she didn't quit. I love it when she plays now. She has a wonderful christian spirit about her, always smiling, always concerned for others. It was a good day.
My son and I are headed for Little Rock today to watch the Hogs take on LSU. Hogs gotta win to go bowling this year. We'll be sitting in Hog Heaven's Skybox, guests of Tom Raney of TJ Raney and Sons Investments, who we co-op with on the investment side in our bank. Its such a treat to be at the game, not to mention being in Hog Heaven on the 50-yard line! We were there 2 years ago, same place, same game when the Miracle on Markham happened...a Matt Jones to Decori Birmingham 34 yard pass on the last play of the game to beat the Tigers...What a game. Then we're on to Jessieville to watch the Wildcats play in the third round of the state high school football playoffs. I love traveling to the games, listening to the buildup on the drive-time sports radio shows, hearing the bands, spending time with Stephen. Can't wait till the kickoffs. Jeb, No Way this is your last regular season game as a Hog! Wow have those 4 years flown by. Well, win today, play your bowl game, and next year I'll watch you play on Sundays!
26 days till Christmas!
Keith

Friday Nites

2004-11-19T11:06:00.000-08:00

Texas may have the market cornered on H.S.football when you talk about stadiums, rivalries, big-time athletes, movies-"Friday Nite Lights" but the same anticipation builds in the Hog state, just on a smaller playing field. Texas has its Roman Coliseums for stadiums that will seat 30K-50K which is great, but there's nothing like traveling to Barton High School which is in no specific town, but more referred to as a corner, 20 miles west of Helena, and watching the bleachers fill up and the remaining faithful encircle the bermuda grass sidelines waiting impatiently for the kickoff. (Total capacity with standing room would be about 2,500) The air is chilled near gametime to a crisp 40 degrees and falling but you wouldn't know it by watching Coach McClelland warm up by throwing passes to his recievers in a tight polyester shortsleeve coaching shirt, his breath visible with every pant. The Harding Academy Wildcats, (my team) have traveled 2 hours to tangle with the mighty Barton Bears at a place that could compare to the field in the movie "Field of Dreams." Some 8 or more McClelland-coached teams battled on this field enroute to becoming state champions. Unprecedented. At least ESPN thinks so. You can see their week long filmed documentary of the legendary coach sometime in January on one of their many networks. The stage is not as big and bright as its neighbor to the west, but the excitement reaches the same fever pitch. The athletes are a little smaller, not as quick, facilities are dwarfed, but the execution of both teams is surgery-like. Barton has about 10 running plays and 2 passing plays and H.A. has 100 passing plays and runs the draw to Kreg Kell-youngster who touched the ball 4 times on H.A.'s last drive in the 2002 State Championship game as a sophomore to clinch the title. The date on both teams calendars has been circled since 2 a days in August. Let the game begin.
Why do I travel 1,2,3 hours on friday nites to witness such a contest? Its not really for the love of the game of football as much as it is observing the entire event unfold. Beginning with watching a few practices and talking to collegues, coaches, and players throughout the week about the upcoming opponent, all the way through to the final whistle, it is a rewarding environment to be a part of. Seeing a kid at church on Wednesday nite and wishing him the best this week in the game and watching his face light up when I tell him about his mug shot in the weekly paper. Listening as his mom or dad overhears you and chimes in with about 10 more minutes of additional stats on their son that you really didn't care to hear; but its all good.
Witnessing brothers playing on the same field, at the same time. Wow. A parents dream. An experience that will last a lifetime. Seeing tears after an overtime loss which leads to tight hugs, pats on the back, well wishers, "we'll get em next time." Joint team prayers after the contest...heads bowed...everyone forgetting the score for a moment to honor the Maker.
I can't wait to drive to Dierks, Ark. tonite with my son and a friend to see another game. Would I have had any other reason to drive this far on a cold, rainy nite to this town of 3,000? I look forward to the unfolding. By the way, this was Harding Academy's year. They beat Barton 35-0. I hope Coach McClelland will coach for 10 more years! Mr. Old School will be missed when his time finally comes. But his legend will live on.

Olympic Memories from my Couch

2004-08-30T09:41:00.000-07:00

I know I will automatically turn on the TV to NBC tonite to see who is in the finals. Even after watching parts of the closing ceremonies, (when I should have been doing dishes for my wife), my sports information instincts will kick in sometime this evening. I thought the Olympics were good. The coverage gets better every broadcast. I especially love that camera that races along side the sprinters! What about the Brazilian marathoner who was attacked by the former Irish priest while in stride and probably cost him the gold medal! Not only did he finish the race in 3rd to recieve the bronze, he came flying in mimicking an airplane landing. What a great attitude. This guy's dream of gold was erased by a lunatic and he smiled as he crossed the finish line. Wow, what lessons were in that demonstration of courage for me to absorb. I would still be yelling victim remarks and he seemed to have forgiven him already. Would the media please leave Paul Hamm alone? All he did was compete and he is chastised for recieving a medal. It wasn't like he asked for the medal,(John Kerry). He didn't purchase the reward. He simply competed. This particular judicial mistake was simply magnified because an American was awarded a medal. Scoring problems have in the past and will in the future affect the outcome of every sporting event and will forever be scrutinized but in simpliest terms...its part of the games. Live with it. The athletes positions could have been reversed and Paul Hamm left out of a medal. Would he and the coaches then be seeking litigation to push for a prize? I would like to think not. He was fun to cheer for and seems to also have a great attitude. The olympics are indeed over and the Hogs play this Saturday. Can hardly wait. I even went to a New Mexico Aggie website to find out what they think about the Hogs as an opponent. I almost gave up on finding anything about NM football. They don't have much to cheer about. There was an article though about the head coach punching out the film guy last week when their joint viewing of game film became tense. Maybe he was nervous about playing the Hogs. Have a great week. By the way, where are the olympics in 2008?
Keith

My First Blog

2004-08-17T08:53:00.000-07:00

During the summer, I read 2 Grisham books, The King of Torts and The Testament, and discovered how much I would enjoy writing. For those of you who don't know me, all 5 billion of you, I am not a reader and Dave will testify to that. I don't know of anyone, though ,who would pick up a Grisham and not become drawn into the story that he plays out with a pen. He is a fun author to read. I am now almost finished with The Summons and the reading just gets better. This blog will be my attempt to live out my newfound enjoyment of reading and writing. I enjoy thouroughly reading Copes blog and find it inspirational. Dave has a good blog as well and my focus is always better after going both places. If anyone stumbles across this blog of mine, drop a line of encouragement, share a sports thought, and experience, or a let-down. There is no agenda here. My hope is that in sharing with others of like experiences I will grow to love my God more and enjoy life a little more each day.
Keith