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Spending Time Under The Tree! This is Pastor Jay Gibson's Blog. Who is Spending Time Under This Tree? Who is Spending Time Under This Tree? My name is Jay Gibson and I am the Pastor of Harvest Oaks Church in Allen, Texas ( www.harvestoaks.org. I am a follower of Jesus Christ, His Word, and His Way. I am also a Husband to Ashlee (Raines) Gibson and have three wonderful children – Jeremy, Jacob, and Haylee. 8220;under the tree”. Because of Him,. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. A “...
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Tales From the Big City: February 2007
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Tales From the Big City. Thursday, February 08, 2007. It's freezing outside, and not in some abstact way, but in a frostbite in a few minutes of exposure way. I like the bitter cold. It is crisp, refreshing, and reminds me why I like summer so much. I'm going to take the historical posts from Tales from the Big City and post them here. It will be easier to update, and for you to visit. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Other places you could go. Central Park Medical Unit.
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Tales From the Big City: March 2011
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Tales From the Big City. Friday, March 18, 2011. I'm now living in the Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex and the adjustment has been slow. Never try to compare any brand of ice cream to Blue Bell. You'll lose. Owning a convertible in Dallas is much more fun than it is in New York. When your car battery dies in Dallas, it's dead. It doesn't simply need a boost. It's dead and you need a new battery. Bless your heart" isn't really a sincere wish for the Lord to bless you. Links to this post.
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Tales From the Big City: September 2009
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Tales From the Big City. Friday, September 18, 2009. A Walk In The Woods. Today's story is about meeting the neighbors. I was in the middle of the job of cutting the back yard's grass when I looked up and saw a man wearing a floppy hat, holding a walking stick in his right hand and in his left hand was a small child. I turned off the lawn mower and said "That child isn't mine". I'm certain you would. Links to this post. Tales from the big city. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Other places you could go.
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Tales From the Big City: February 2010
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Tales From the Big City. Sunday, February 28, 2010. Central Park Medical Unit. Today the New York Post had a story about the ambulance corps with which I volunteer in NYC. Here is the video of the story. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Other places you could go. Central Park Medical Unit. William H. Mack. Simple theme. Powered by Blogger.
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Tales From the Big City: August 2009
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Tales From the Big City. Sunday, August 30, 2009. When I was a kid my father would warn me about the hazards of living where we did. Whenever he would park the car downtown he would remind me to lock the doors. In the community where we lived, if your car was found unlocked and unattended you ran the risk of finding a grocery bag of zucchini when you returned. All this multicultural stuff seems to be a good thing. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Other places you could go.
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Tales From the Big City: April 2013
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Tales From the Big City. Friday, April 26, 2013. Why do volunteers volunteer? I want to live in West, Texas. This is a community where I could make a difference. I could join the volunteer fire department and be useful. I wouldn't fit in well, but I could be useful. In the morning, on my way to work, I could stop at the Czech Stop. And buy my breakfast, a freshly baked kolache. I could attend the annual Tractor Pull and BBQ cook-off. Two of the fallen were from the Abbott Fire Department. Abbott, Tex...
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Tales From the Big City: May 2010
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Tales From the Big City. Sunday, May 23, 2010. An Ode to a Lawn Mower. Well, it finally happened. The machine has failed. I tried to fix it, but it appears that my father had "modified" the poor thing so that the replacement part I bought wouldn't work. What had he done? He had fixed a wheel by adding a bolt. The bolt was too long, so he shorted the cutting blade using a grinder. When I installed the new blade it made a lot of very loud, angry noises. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Tales From the Big City: January 2010
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Tales From the Big City. Monday, January 11, 2010. Pumpkin and I have a couple of diners we frequent upstate, but as of yet we are not that famous with the staff. We tried to go to one of the diners for dinner last night but were disappointed to discover that it closed at 9:00 pm. Are you kidding me? Last week I tried ordering a pizza at 10:30 pm. Again, no luck. I called five pizza shops and none were open. How can this be? It is at times like this I miss living full-time in Manhattan. Links to this post.
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Tales From the Big City: July 2009
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Tales From the Big City. Wednesday, July 15, 2009. When I left the apartment this morning I walked past some construction equipment on Broadway in front of the Ed Sullivan Theater. I remember saying to Andrew. It looks like they are doing something stupid on Letterman today". With the Trailblazer now fully loaded I drove back to Rochester, where I had been most recently at 1:00 PM the previous day. Andrew and I walked back to the apartment, checked our email and that was it for the day. I had the option ...
