Church Signs

Guilty
as charged.

I want to learn to listen more than talk.

So, you know where I will be if I quit blogging so much.

And you can hope all you want that I will be reading your blog

instead of writing in my own,
but I don’t think that would be considered prayer time either.

No matter how far you can stretch your imagination.

NO HOT DOGS!!!
How in the world do they ever expect to make a profit?
Everyone wants a hot dog while they wait for their brake work.


On the other side of the sign, it reads:

No beer.
No lottery.
No hot dogs.
Being a good Christian, I understand the no beer and no lottery thing.
But hot dogs…isn’t that supposed to be safe for Christians?
Since when do we have to have a Kosher diet?

The Foundation for a Better Life
I love these billboards. They are brought to you from an organization called The Foundation for A Better Life. I can’t tell you how many accidents I have barely missed while cricking me neck on the interstate trying to read the fine print. Not to mention trying to photograph.
Love these….plan to try and get more for your view.
And, I plan to live by the lessons in them too. I love it when people are inspiring. I also love it when other people spend time and money and buy billboards to inspire others.



More church signs.
My previously posted church signs were recently featured at my new favorite church sign blog.
I told you that I had been pewed.
Church sign guy didn’t get the reference to being benched, but in a church form,
so I thought I would explain that here for my readers.
Here are some recently found signs.
The last is my favorite of the three.
I have to give myself therapy every day to mind my own business.


Is there a haunted Smoky Mountain?

And, here is some wacky news from right down the street.
This tree art was found in Maryville.
About a twenty minute drive from our house.
It is claimed that it was found exactly as seen above, but I don’t know if I’m a believer.
We do have some of the highest rates of meth around these parts.
I wonder if Jeremy participated somehow. (not in the meth – geesh)
He’s pretty creative.
And who knows what he is capable after a few too many of his own brewed beers?