- Joined
- May 15, 2020
- Messages
- 4,712
- Points
- 601
- Age
- 70
- City
- Atlanta
- State - Country
- GA - USA
- Other
- Manufacturers factory tour, maybe big dealership tour
- Vehicle Year
- 1997 1987
- Vehicle
- Ford Ranger
- Engine
- 4.0 V6
- Transmission
- Manual
- Total Lift
- 97 stock, 3” on 87
- Total Drop
- N/A
- Tire Size
- 235/75-15
- My credo
- Never put off ‘til tomorrow what you can put off indefinitely
After a glorious career and very good life, for several years after 2010, I went through several years of a horrible divorce, then seriously injured my leg, then my next leg, and then got a debilitating blood disorder. Fortunately, I had financial resources, but everything that made up my life was, how do you say it? “Cast asunder!!”
With my wonderful family and close friends and a loyal client base made up of wonderful friends, I survived on the homefront and financially. However, I’m a lifelong tinkerer, builder, motorhead, and freaky fabrication fanatic, and I was lost.
Then I stumbled up on The Ranger Station and you guys. I started tinkering with several basically throw away trucks, and I built the funky things you guys now know me for. Infinitely more important, I’ve gotten to know the great family of TRS, and you guys filled in my life in ways I can’t even describe, nor properly emphasize. I don’t think such things happen by accident.
I try to be a man of faith, and live my life the way He would have us live our lives. Even when I was crushed, somehow, I always had strength and ability to assist others in need, and while nobody came down here and turned wrenches, you guys listen to my bizarre stories, provided countless bits of advice on my creations, and you still laugh at my silly jokes. You fill up my voids as much as any of the other people I love dearly.
Remember, this is all possible, and only possible, because of Him, His infinite love, wisdom and ability, and the sacrifices He, as and with His Son, suffered so that we could live in His glory forever. Who on earth could suffer 33 years with fools the like of us? He never came to learn about us, He came so we could share in His blessings. And he remains with us, watches over us, and guides us - if we are wise enough and humble enough to take Him into our lives - through the Holy Spirit, his holy spirit. He, They, the one and only true mix of pronouns, walks with us, hovers and flies above us, and waits for us in heaven if we prove ourselves worthy.
Regardless of your faith, it seems like all believe, truly believe, in the ethereal al-knowing, all powerful and loving Spirit in and above us, and our obligation to live our lives correctly, as friends and family to others, even those we don’t know, and some we don’t like or respect, leading to our eternal salvation.
I personally thank God for each and every one of you, and all of you together, and what at @Jim Oaks has created here. I don’t know how much you guys love me, but in many ways, you saved my life when I was pretty low. However, don’t gloat over me, nor pat yourselves on the back; reach out to those less fortunate, the lonely. You can’t even imagine the rewards.
I’m running over to help sweet pea with a little plumbing problem, just friends at this point, and the cute little brunette is coming over here later today. Peter is coming tomorrow afternoon to help with the outside deferred maintenance. I plan on an unofficial prayer at the church sometime this morning or afternoon, thanking Him for his sacrifice for us, praying that His pain has been relieved, and we will be going to the first Baptist Atlanta Easter service on Sunday, Charles Stanley’s former church, now pestered by Anthony George, also a pretty good preacher. I’m sure it will be streaming if you want to join us.
What do you guys have to be thankful for? How are you going to acknowledge, thank and praise the Lord above this weekend, celebrate with your family and those you love, even if it’s just saying a quiet prayer sitting in the truck…
With my wonderful family and close friends and a loyal client base made up of wonderful friends, I survived on the homefront and financially. However, I’m a lifelong tinkerer, builder, motorhead, and freaky fabrication fanatic, and I was lost.
Then I stumbled up on The Ranger Station and you guys. I started tinkering with several basically throw away trucks, and I built the funky things you guys now know me for. Infinitely more important, I’ve gotten to know the great family of TRS, and you guys filled in my life in ways I can’t even describe, nor properly emphasize. I don’t think such things happen by accident.
I try to be a man of faith, and live my life the way He would have us live our lives. Even when I was crushed, somehow, I always had strength and ability to assist others in need, and while nobody came down here and turned wrenches, you guys listen to my bizarre stories, provided countless bits of advice on my creations, and you still laugh at my silly jokes. You fill up my voids as much as any of the other people I love dearly.
Remember, this is all possible, and only possible, because of Him, His infinite love, wisdom and ability, and the sacrifices He, as and with His Son, suffered so that we could live in His glory forever. Who on earth could suffer 33 years with fools the like of us? He never came to learn about us, He came so we could share in His blessings. And he remains with us, watches over us, and guides us - if we are wise enough and humble enough to take Him into our lives - through the Holy Spirit, his holy spirit. He, They, the one and only true mix of pronouns, walks with us, hovers and flies above us, and waits for us in heaven if we prove ourselves worthy.
Regardless of your faith, it seems like all believe, truly believe, in the ethereal al-knowing, all powerful and loving Spirit in and above us, and our obligation to live our lives correctly, as friends and family to others, even those we don’t know, and some we don’t like or respect, leading to our eternal salvation.
I personally thank God for each and every one of you, and all of you together, and what at @Jim Oaks has created here. I don’t know how much you guys love me, but in many ways, you saved my life when I was pretty low. However, don’t gloat over me, nor pat yourselves on the back; reach out to those less fortunate, the lonely. You can’t even imagine the rewards.
I’m running over to help sweet pea with a little plumbing problem, just friends at this point, and the cute little brunette is coming over here later today. Peter is coming tomorrow afternoon to help with the outside deferred maintenance. I plan on an unofficial prayer at the church sometime this morning or afternoon, thanking Him for his sacrifice for us, praying that His pain has been relieved, and we will be going to the first Baptist Atlanta Easter service on Sunday, Charles Stanley’s former church, now pestered by Anthony George, also a pretty good preacher. I’m sure it will be streaming if you want to join us.
What do you guys have to be thankful for? How are you going to acknowledge, thank and praise the Lord above this weekend, celebrate with your family and those you love, even if it’s just saying a quiet prayer sitting in the truck…
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