Box Fan

Last night I got like 3 hrs of sleep the Lord had me praying all night yet I didn't wake up tired. I prayed for everyone I could think of, so you guys were in my prayers last night. As I lay there it was kinda hot & I didn't want to turn on the A/C cause my wife gets cold. I thought of the humming of the Box Fan going took me back to the days when I was growing up. We used to live out in the country & that was when we would sleep with the windows open . Our front door for some reason, some one gave my dad a sliding glass door so he put it in the front door. I used to sleep on the top bunk till I was a teenager, then I used to sleep on a cot in the kitchen slash living room. Well I used to sleep with the sliding door open I would just leave the screen door open, with no worries of anyone coming in it was weird now that I think about it. My dad would leave his car open all the time with the keys in it, I think he still does. We moved into a really small house my dad was building with only one real bedroom. We would stay in this house, & it only had that black tarp paper the one that they use on the roof. My dad wrapped the house in this stuff, but we had windows, hehe. There was nothing really keeping anyone from tearing a hole & coming in the house. I would lie there in the silence of the night listening to the night birds whistling really nice & echo like crazy. The night was so still I could hear the cars passing on the main road. I remember my dad would bring home $120 dollar check for the week I don't know how we made it back then I was in Jr High. My dad build that house with his sweat I guess that is where I get all my ability to just do it, even if I have never done it before, like fix the house, the cars, plumbing, electrical, all that good stuff that makes me feel good when I finish doing something. I Have to give my dad credit for giving me the example of being a hard worker. I know we didn't have much money, but my dad would takes us out to eat every Friday, which was payday. We would love to go to Peter Piper Pizza it was my favorite growing up. I remember when my dad would buy me brand name shoes so I can have something nice, even if it meant for them to be broke the rest of the week, I was a spoiled brat. My dad never let us go without anything . I remember we had no electricity, & when he would get up in the mornings to go to work he would hook up a car light bulb to his car, & that was the light my mom had in the kitchen when she made him breakfast & lunch for the day. I remember having to take a shower with cold water, because I didn't want to wait for my mom to boil me some water. Those were the good ol days, man I thank God for all the little things I have in my life, my family & I are so blessed. I remember my dad had no radio in his car he had a am/fm radio he would put batteries in, it was so small it had 1 speaker only. We had a battery alarm clock to get us up in the morning, to get ready for school. We would only get one change of new cloth per school year, we would have to recycle the cloth from the year before. I would try to mix & match all the option I had with the new shirt or new pants, weird huh. We have come a long way & sometimes people say they have it bad, pffft, is what I say. All we do in this world is want & want never get enough. Never happy always wanting. I am glad for my house I am tired of fixing it , but when I am done I can sit back & enjoy a cold cold, Gatorade. I have failed God in that , in being a good steward, & taking care of the house & yard he gave me Sorry God, I will do better with things you give me. That is all that is in my head for tonight, Night all, Lots of Love for you all.