Hmm, I woke up very early this morning while at my mom and dad’s house in Fresno. Tanya and I had come down to pick up our girls after a week at the Grandparents house. I log onto the blog to listen to some music while wanting to get some reading done. I head right to my Last.FM player on the blog. Press go and WHAT? Lindsey lohan? GIVE ME A BREAK, thats not music. . .

For those of you that don’t know, Last.FM is a site where you able to listen to music that you like.  First thing is to download the little applet that will watch the tunes you play on your computer using iTunes or any other media player.  Last.FM then collects that info and makes a playlist and chart of what you like.  Eventually it will be able to build a radio station of songs you like, or songs from people with similar tastes as you.  Well, that is how it used to work.

So this morning I expected to hear some of my favorite songs but instead its giving me stuff that I would never listen to.  I’m not sure what is happening.  Either there is some problem with all the heat that has been put on Internet Radio stations of late or the suggestion software algorithm has gone completely stupid.  So, for now I have taken it down.

I will get to the bottom of this

So, it’s 7:30 A.M. Saturday morning and the family is still asleep. All of a sudden out of no where our dogs start going nuts! Someone is pounding on the door to our porch. Pounding because its locked, a little run in with a bike thief one summer night a couple a years ago got us into that habit.

Me What is going on? What are they barking at?

Tanya I don’t know. Oh, someone is at the door.

Being jerked out of a deep sleep is never good for ones nerves. Your mind races with all sorts of scenarios. Who could it be? Is it good, bad, or trouble? She gets to the front door and finds one of our church members pounding on the door.

Suddenly someone showed up to help pull all the weeds from behind the education building. She brought 2 others. Now, ordinarily this would be great news, but at this point of the story I would like to introduce you to what we call in my line of work as a “Well Intentioned Dragon.”

A well intentioned dragon is a person who means well but goes about doing it in all the wrong ways. Instead of being helpful they are usually negative. In this case a remark was made about us being in bed still at 7:30 on a Saturday that still has Tanya reeling over it. The funniest thing about this is that we had a church wide clean up day only a week ago and this WID had not shown up.

So, what is a pastor/minister/insert something here, to do? Nothing. Pray, calm down, try to put a positive spin on it, and remember that people do not always have the tools to communicate properly in our day and age.

We work with people. People need the Lord, and we need to reach them, even when it is hard to do.