I am the current event.

my beard is back.  I think I fully became aware of it when I was in Mexico on Saturday.  I’ll get back to this as soon as I finish telling you what happened on Saturday.

I believe I left off at the Costco in Mexico.  I guess it makes sense.  People need four gallons of mayonnaise in any country, Mexico is no different.

Overall, it was a wonderful day.  We spent the entire day building a very small house.  There were about 10 of us, maybe 11 or 12.  For the first half of the day, we nailed ply-wood onto 2×4’s, pausing for water every so often.  It was suprisingly cool throughout the day.  Never once did someone complain about the heat.  We had a cool breeze coming through the valley we were working in.  God is good.

Ernesto, Chewy and Armando were the three gentlemen we worked with.  Super guys.  Work ethic like I have never seen.  Chewy was 38 years old with 7 kids… I have friend with 4 kids and have had enough, this guy had 7.  Super sperm.  Ernesto works for Spectrum Ministries (a ministry that builds houses and baths and feeds families throughout the Tijuana area) and the other two just help out.

That got me thinking.  I have a feeling that, in the future, more and more ministerial positions are going to be part time rather than full time.  In Acts, we see the word ‘martyia’ meaning literally, “to bear witness.”  Though the apostles were ministers, they worked in regular jobs, letting their actions speak louder than words.  In no way am I saying that full time, paid ministerial positions are bad.  I just have a feeling that sooner or later, those positions will no longer be around.  I consider this a good thing.

Long story short, we met the woman whose house we were building.  She had one child already born, and another one on the way.  I did not see a husband, so this means that either a) he is dead or b) he just isn’t around or c) he just wasn’t around at that time.  She seemed nice enough, so I guess she deserves the house:)

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I can’t remember the last time I didn’t have facial hair.  I was talking with a new found friend of mine, Tim, about growing facial hair.  Don’t tell him, but I’m envious of his dark, Russian facial hair.  A little while ago, I made the mistake of shaving everything off but some giant chops and a disgusting mustache.  As you can see from the picture above, my upper lip hair is not exactly exciting or appealing.

I found a great website for beards at www.beards.org and I suggest you check it out.  Maybe you’ll see me on there someday.

For a while there, I felt like Sampson without his long, delicious locks of hair.  I based my persona around my luscious beard.  But no need to fret.  It’s back, and is coming back with a frenzy.  Beard Frenzy.  I don’t plan on cutting or trimming it for quite some time.

Be prepared.

I encourage all of you who can grow a beard to do so as soon as you can.  Quit your job if they won’t allow it.  Leave your families if they hate it.  Get a divorce if your spouse can’t stand it.   It’s the new way of life.