Saturday, December 19, 2009

Cutter Won!!!

Cutter in action.
Cutter fixing to pin his opponent in the finals.

Getting his hand raised. I never get tired of seeing this.


Here is tornado boy with his 1st place medal. Cutter had to move up a weight division this week. (kid just keeps putting on weight.) He continued his streak of winning matches by pin fall. He won his first match in approximately 10 seconds. His championship match went into the third round. He was ahead on points 9-2 when he was able to pin his opponent. He was very excited as you can tell by the goofy look on his face.
Merry Christmas to all and Happy New Year.
Curt



Wednesday, December 9, 2009

God's protection

Breezy and I went to Dallas/Fort Worth this weekend for some time away, see some friends, go to a concert, basically some well needed time together. We had an absolute blast. This little story is just about how God had his hand over us, and how he spoke to us.

We got ready and left Monday morning. We were heading out and stopped and got gasoline and some breakfast and were about to get on I35 when I took a left turn and we heard a bad noise. It was something from under the front end of my truck. We pulled over and I looked and didn't see a thing. No fluids leaking, nothing hanging, just looked normal. I just chalked it up to the wet cold that was happening in Fort Worth. We got going and nothing, so I just kind of dismissed it. We travel along until it was time to exit to 287 and head home. In the meantime, I thought I kept hearing a thumping noise. Similar to the sound you hear when you are on a bumpy road. You know the sound. Wendy didn't think so, she thought it was the road. I just figured I was being too sensitive to sound because of the crack I had heard. We continue on home and the sound I thought I was hearing just went away. We get to Wichita Falls and decide to take a restroom break. When we got back into the truck and backed up from the parking space, my truck made the worst grinding sound you can imagine. It was awful. My stomach just sank. We pulled it over again and looked, still nothing. We are now thinking what do we do? Here we are not in our home town, we do not know anyone who lives in Wichita Falls, not good. We decide to drive again to see if the noise will stop like it did last time. At this point we realize something is wrong, but hoping to at least get home, then I could take care of it Tuesday morning. I drive down the access road for a while and no noise, no vibrations, good alignment, so I get back on the highway and off we go. As we drive out of town I happen to notice a Chevy dealer off the highway. We were no more than 3 miles out of town and then all of a sudden, bad noises were coming from the truck. Wendy said turn it around, and for once I did not argue with her. We got turned around and headed back to the dealership. She was having a gut feeling from the truck stop to get it looked at. I was having a gut feeling too. We pulled up to the dealership, told them what was happening, and they took it to look it over. An hour passes and then they come to the waiting room with the verdict. The right hub on my truck, which houses wheel bearings and something else, has a broken seal. They said we will not make it home with the condition it is in. The reason is because the wheel is about to fall off!! What? I have been driving 75 mph on a wheel that is about to fall off? Next they tell us how much it is going to be to repair it. $731 to fix this truck. (donations accepted) They have already checked and there is only one hub in stock. We have no choice but to fix it. I already know I could have gotten this fixed cheaper in Amarillo, but what do you do? We just kind of sit there for a while with our own thoughts, thinking the same thing. If that wheel would have come off while we were traveling 75 mph, we might not be getting home to see our children. In about another hour they have it fixed and we are on our way.

Then we just got to talking about the chain of events. The truck making a different noise that I knew was wrong, seeing the dealership, the truck really making a bad noise right as we drive past the dealership, Wendy's strong gut feeling that we were in danger, the dealership only having one hub in stock, the fact that the dealership was able to get right to the truck and get us on our way. Some would say that is an unbelievable chain of events, but we say it was God watching over us and protecting us.

We just thanked God for keeping us safe, and getting us home to our children. Merry Christmas everyone!