I am baking pumpkin bread and Steve is outside putting up a section of new fence. He just ran into tree roots trying to get a post in.

Steve's cousin just emailed and asked for prayer for her nephew, Jeff. I'll leave off last names - it is not the same as ours. God knows who he is. He just had a quadruple bypass at 38 years old. The doctor said he would not have survived a heart attack. Please pray for his salvation and his health.

Meet Trouble. This is a dog that was dumped at our church in May 2001. We thought he was really sick, because he would just lie around like he didn't feel well. We fed him, but he seemed in bad shape.

Rachael finally was able to get him into the van, and we brought him home.  He perked up. He was just lonely because he needed a home with people to love him. He has it now.

Trouble got his name because one night after we brought him home, he got my purse. He chewed the handle. Then he got a bottle of ibuprofen and chewed the bottle. He didn't get it open. Then he got my cell phone and chewed it. It still worked, but it wasn't pretty.

He will "sit" and "shake".  In this picture, Beth is shaking "paws" with him. She's been giving him doggie treats today. It takes a lot of doggie treats to fill up this dog.

The dog in the background is Sandy. She's the one that's been sick. The cat is Checkers. Trouble doesn't stay in the house, because he can literally knock things over with one flick of his tail. But he loves to come in and visit.

And he loves to have his ears rubbed.