We are in need of a Children's Pastor at FourteenSix - so if you know someone who has a heart for kids and is interested in building something extraordinary - let me know. We're not interesting in Sunday morning daycare - we want someone who will seriously invest in teaching k - 5th graders how to be REAL disciples. You get to teach them the basics (since more than 80% of our culture is essentially biblically illiterate), how to worship, how to serve, how to get real with God. Great stuff, lots of fun.

Of course we're talking about a position here where someone has to have a job and then work with the church. We can offer a salary of "thanks,  you're great!" with a raise to a nickel a month in under a year. Benefits include an opportunity to speak into the lives of the most impressionable people on the planet with a chance to alter their eternal destiny, unpaid vacations, lots of fun, the adoration of kids, joy unspeakable and full of glory, water balloon fights, face painting, crafts with Elmer's glue (you can eat all you want), red light / green light games and occasional potlucks.

Qualifications: are you a real disciple? What's the fruit on your tree look like? Can you pass an FBI fingerprint background check? Can you speak Firstgradese? Do you have a heart of kids? If so - call me and we'll talk.

My older three kids left of Texas on Thursday. They'll be gone until July 26. It's an interesting transition - you'd be suprised how QUIET it seems around the house - and that's with a 3 year old and a 13 month old in residence. Makes you appreciate how much two teenagers and a ten year old contribute to "Casa Marks".

I'm looking to start back into the tree business out here. OBVIOUSLY I wouldn't do that in JUNE in PHOENIX if there wasn't a real need. But, you have to lose weight somehow - right? And besides, heat exhaustion is such a rush. I've got all my own gear and a trimming saw - just need 4 or 5 others saws, a truck, a chipper, a boom truck, insurance, contracter's license - yep, just a few things and I'll be back. Already started singing the "I'm a lumberjack and I'm Okay" song.

Well, nothing beats a bad case of the blues like cream puffs - I'll just whip up a few for breakfast and while I'm at it, why not swig some grapefruit juice? As you contemplate THAT, don't forget to vote for Fred (Imwithfred.com), keep on grinning and remember "bagpipes make terrible doorchimes".