My friend Doug has been asking me for months to post some pictures of our compost bin, I think because someone is interested in making a similar one. So, without further delay, here you go.



We got the instructions for this bin from Rodale's Guide to Composting. You can easily pick it up at the library. (By the way, I don't want to give anyone any misconceptions here...I had someone build this for me...I'm quite mechanically disabled.)

Total cost for the bin was $85, including the steel drum. We've been at it for probably four months, and probably have 10-12 pounds of ready compost. We'll let it continue to cook for the winter and should have over 30 pounds when spring rolls around.

I am by no means an expert, but I'll be happy to give tips to anyone who is interested in getting started with this.

For about as long as I can remember, I've wanted to begin hunting. I'm not exactly sure why this is the case, but I've had this undeniable desire to go hunting for years and years. I've learned, though, that hunting is often something you do if your family does it, and my family doesn't. My dad and grandfather used to take me fishing all the time growing up, and it was a blast...that was our thing. I had many happy moments out there on the boat. (Speaking of my Dad, he's been the director of the barbershop chorus in Ashland, KY, for about 17 years, and he finally decided to step down. You can read about him here.)

Well, anyway, now I have a great buddy here at BCN, Jason, who is a longtime hunter, and he'd been offering to take me. So a couple months ago I got a license, and we've been hunting three times now. We've already had many great times and some adventurous moments, but hadn't had any luck with getting anything...until yesterday.

Here is my personal project for the missional ecclesiology class at George Fox Evangelical Seminary.

Part 1:


Part 2:

...in the spirit of Christmas.

Some of you may have known that Kari and I were expecting our second child in June. We found out Friday that we've lost that little baby. It was a sad day.

We appreciate your prayers...

Peace.

The move over to wordpress was nice while it lasted. The features were too hard for me to navigate. I must be stupid.

Anyway, I changed up the look here a little. I hope blogspot doesn't hold a grudge.

There are 27 million slaves in the world today. 27,000,000. More than at any other time in history. You can go here to do something to help.

And check out this sobering info from my friend Brandon's blog.

Braden turned 2 a few weeks ago, and it's high time you all got a look at him.

Mommy and Braden headed toward the pond at Delco Park


Daddy and Braden on the way to the Dragons' game


Braden trying out his first tricycle


Birthday lunch!


Birthday Cake!


A popsicle with JoJo


Making homemade birdfeeders with Mommy and JoJo


Riding the school bus with Papa (our favorite photo!)

...were walking down the street. One looked toward the heavens and said, "Sometimes I just want to ask God why He allows poverty, famine, and injustice when He could easily do something about it. Know what I mean?"

"Sure," his friend replied. "It's just that I'm afraid He would ask me the same thing."