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Heidi Marie Hutton, April 23rd, 2007

Catcher in the Rye

I guess this book has been deemed by society as evil and profane. I have read it three times in my life and learn something new every time. I am reading it a fourth time and gleaning something, a reminder about phonies and how the young can see through the smoke screens that we adults like to put on and pretend hide the real 'us'. Insecurities and short-comings are things we try to put behind a mask, but the pure eyes of youth see through it. They are not fooled. Holden Caulfield reminded me to be real this week. Just as Jesus reminds me to 'suffer the little children to come unto me.' I want to succeed like Thoreau once quipped, "success is to be loved by children."

-Michael

Happy Feet and a guy from Lousiana

I don't know how these two things really go together except that they are expression of the Spirit and truth abounding over and above the realm of human control and negativity. Happy Feet is a story of a penguin who doesn't quite fit in...a lot like Rudolph (as in the red nosed reindeer)and should by all rights be exiled to the island of misfit toys! However, he is not and he is quite heroic in the end. Nevertheless, he is branded as one who doesn't fit it because he won't live the status quo.

The man from Louisiana was a speaker at a National Prayer Breakfast gathering I attended. His name is Bobby Smith from Louisiana, a former state trooper who was shot in the face and left for dead. Blinded by the incident he is now a top national speaker. His words today were straight from God's Kingdom and he encouraged us all to live with the right Attitude, to be Committed to the best we can be, and to have Empathy for others...to care about others as we do ourselves. A biblical message and one that comes from the pit of his own experience. I do mean pit. Bobby also lost his daughter in 1997 while she was only 22.

These two things today made me thankful and prodded me onward to a fresh commitment to the calling of Christ in my life. Thanks Happy Feet...thanks Bobby!

-Michael

Fishy Funeral

Yesterday we had to conduct a funeral for Robyn, Laura's fish. She/He/It went belly-up from a brutal attack from a fellow fish. The death is a bit 'fishy' if you will pardon the pun. The attack seemed to be unprovoked, having to do with territorial boundaries in fishdom.

Anywhoo, Laura, Catherine, and I were the officiants and I was acting as pall-bearer. Laura took charge of the flushing duties while Catherine offered up philosophical questions about death and comments about the blood coming from where the fish's fin used to be (goldfish are brutal). It was a sad occasion eulogized by Laura, "I am sad, I am gonna miss my fishy." However, when all was 'taken care of' and Laura watched Robyn disappear down the 'drain to heaven' she let out an excited cry, "That was cool!"

:)

The Faces of Huthouse

 
 
  

Easter Eggs Are Fun, Easter Eggs Are Great!

 
 
 
  

Hunting for Easter Eggs

 
 
 
  

Renovations

Okay,

I have felt fairly guilty every time I think of our family blog...being totally neglected since Oct. of 2006. I am so sorry. We will start doing something with this. I am not sure if anyone even cares to look at it any longer. Anywhoo...here is something as a token of change for this blog.

Huttons