Hope everyone is doing well. I quit the blogging back in September to have more time for church and family. Since then the family is great. Rebecca is a very busy mother of two boys. Cason is growing bigger and smarter everyday. Baby Luke is a neat kid who is fitting into the Howle home very nicely. But, things are back to pretty normal. So I am getting back to writing again. I am also going to be writing a weekly religion column on edgefielddaily.com. It will be published on Wednesday morning. Check it out.
So, I have lost many things in my life. I have spent a good bit of time in my life looking for lost remotes, keys, wallets, books, and various other items that I have misplaced. Now, I have two friends who are Catholic older ladies and they tell me to just pray to Saint Anthony and forget about the item, then it will turn up. I have not tried this and don’t plan on it. No offense to St. Anthony.
But, I read this week about a 47-year-old man in the Ukraine whose arm got stuck in a toilet when he tried to retrieve 200 hryvnias or about $24 dollars. He said the money fell into a public toilet in the northern Ukrainian city of Chernigov. In his efforts to rescue his cash, he got his arm hopelessly stuck up to his elbow. Turns out it took Ukrainian rescuers three hours to release a man. The emergency workers removed tiles, drilled the toilet out of concrete floor and cut the outlet pipe, but the man’s arm remained trapped in the chute. Hydraulic shears and a plumber’s torch were finally used to cut the man free. The man was unharmed, but he lost 200 hryvnias and the toilet was completely destroyed.
Now, I am sure if I would plunge my arm down a public toilet for 24 dollars or not. Would you? But, this guy wanted to retrieve his lost money, no matter what. I can respect that.
You see the Bible tells us that Jesus left heaven to come to a toilet of a world to do as Luke 19:10 says “to seek and to save the lost.” This means all the lost, the vilest sinners you could imagine, including yourself. But, as gross as a Ukrainian public toilet is this was nothing compared to the cross that Jesus died on to open to door of salvation to the world. I am so thankful that Jesus saved me from the toilet of sin and despair and brought me into His great plans for my life.
Hoping I Don’t Drop Anything Down The Toilet Today, Pastor Phillip
Glad you’re back writing – missed you.
brother philip
in the process of wondering who you are and where you are from i clicked on your name and your blog came up which i am throughly enjoying! my typing isn’t the best as i broke my shoulder and am using my left hand, trust the Lord will use you as you lift up His name!
yvonne
Thanks for the compliment and sorry about the shoulder. I am a pastor in Edgefield, SC. I don’t really update the blog much anymore, as I write a weekly column for our towns online paper the Edgefielddaily.com . You can read new columns under the Pastor Howle link on the right. Thanks and praying that shoulder gets better soon.