Saturday, August 20, 2022

Whoa.

My understanding is expanding so rapidly I feel like this guy in #TheMatrix Whoa. Is it #coffee? #God BOTH?? #maddog

What's up with that?

 

I'm thinking of changing, very slowly, my basic wardrobe color from black to white. The black color started when I was working on the towers, 14 foot high ovens, set at 800ish degrees, that ran 16 strands of fiberglass thread and one strand of kevlar thread through a tub of  black liquified carbon in 8 or so passes CONTINUOUSLY to make ignition wire for cars. The liquified carbon splashes everywhere, me, my clothes, my shoes, so very early in my being asked to fill in temporarily, for 15 years, I switched to shorts, muscle T shirts, cotten, and black. I became The Man in Black, like Johnny Cash or Hewey Lewis or The Blues Brothers. After I retired I still keptsh the black and purschased a huge walking stick. I became Mad Dog the Black. YOU SHALL NOT PASS!! When I switch to white I'll become Mad Dog the White, protector of Hobbitts.


Friday, August 19, 2022

Tai chi: Slower. Stronger.

To ALL my friends:
Tai chi is an art of slow martial arts practice. Moving slowly, like piano practice or Tai chi movements actually strengthens the body, very good for my ancient body. Similarly the devil resisting his children actually strengthens them. I strongly suspect the devil trying to slow down our mutual project of building internet bridges of love will only strengthen our bond. A 3 fold chord is not easily broken. #maddogandqueenmary

Thursday, August 18, 2022

Lynne Dittmer, my first wife.

Reflecting back. Courage. Love. Beauty. Always unforgettable.

I erred when I did not explain this more. This is a photo of my first wife. We were married in 1968. She passed away in 2008. When I remarried in 2010, my 2nd wife Mary was the picture of health, but in 2014 she had a prolonged hospital stay and started showing signs of advanced Alzheimer's dementia. I suspect that the devil has beset my family even as far back as my father, who had childhood polio. Every relative named William Michael has died, my father, my son, my grandson, and we almost lost our youngest daughter in a near fatal crash. Her mother heard the sirens and immediately went to intercede on her behalf, and Wendy has fully recovered. But God's grace is greater than Satan's afflictions, and I feel honored that both women chose me, for they were, are, and forever will be shining stars. I appreciate your prayers for my family and Mary's family also. There is no need to apologize. 

Introducing Mad Dog's Graveyard for memes blog


I thought I'd give you a heads up on my newest blog and my first post about a Billionaires spat between Elon Musk and a rival?? Bill Gates. I'm a big fan of Elon. Bill Gates? Not so much.


Mad Dog's Graveyard for Memes etc. 

Wednesday, August 17, 2022

If/when

If/when I glory, I glory to you, my God. I no longer commend myself, but long for your commendation, #maddogmusings


 Gotter dun! My lovely #alzheimers wife has dry bedding and pjs, and is resting comfortably. #Godisgood!



Monday, August 15, 2022

Monday.8.15.22 Doctor Who, Mary's Spa Day, the Economy

Do you remember these famous lines from Doctor Who?
I'm the Doctor. Who? Exactly!!!
Scientist: Doctor, that's brilliant! Doctor Who blushes and says :I KNOW!!
Doctor Who, after an extremely dangerous adventure joyously announces: Nobody dies today! Nobody!! like a football touchdown.
Doctor Who to a brand new traveler, who is incredulously inspecting the iconic Blue British Call Box: Yes, the TARDIS is bigger on the inside than it is outside.

Doctor Who's sonic screwdriver. With it he can fix anything, diagnose any prodem, find anything lost. 
Spa day. Rachel is our helper. Mary has Alzheimer's. 
Here's a suggestion for our economy.
Done for now. #maddog

Sunday, August 14, 2022

Sunday.8.14.22 Are you small, poor, and despised?

Sunday.8.14.22
It's a good day to die!... Klingon Warrior!
By the way, Christ is coming back as an Avenging Warrior, rescuing His children and destroying the bullies. Talk about Shock and Awe!
More later.
#scifi #amazinggrace #coffeetime #grateful #nightowl #PreachtheWord #alzheimers #maddog

Could God work with the smallest, most despised gospel works in this modern age?
Gospel song Little Is Much when God is it!
Labor not for wealth or fame.
It is great if God is in it,
if you'll go in Jesus' name!
Sung by Little Willie Wyn and the very old very long time gospel group called.... The Oak Ridge Boys.
My next project for today is #projectgratefulness. Who has inspired me? Who has lifted me up?
Let's get started. The first two I note are now friends, though very, very different.One is from Bangladesh, male, 23 years old. The other is from California, female, and closer to my age. They are both extremely #inspiring. Would they be good for you to befriend and/or follow? You'll have to ask them for friendship. It wouldn't hurt to follow them, if possible. Or just keep encouraging me, like Children Are Light did, which seemed to nudge my California friend to befriend my Bangladesh friend.
Next up for inspiring are two of my favorite brothers in the Lord. One Mary and I met in Michigan right after we were married in 2010 while we were eating out at the local Big Boy's. Pablo Montez was and is a fireball for #Jesus .
Am I catalyst? You betcha!
Done. #maddog

His Workmanship

 In Bible College, written on the chalkboard: The King James Version!! If it's good enough for the Apostle Paul, it's good enough for me!

Of course, during Bible times, everyone wrote and spoke in either Greek or Aramaic. Chuckle.

I ran across this verse in Ephesians.2.20: For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.

All of God's creation is His workmanship. His good works are designed to do good works.

What happened?

We disobeyed Him. That singular act of disobedience brought us under a curse that was passed from generation to generation.

Lord willing (and the crik don't rise) I will write more later.

Saturday, August 13, 2022

Saturday 8.13.23 Fruitless

I was about ready to cull this post because it appeared that I had so little to say. Then I decided to take another stab at it before I axed it. (That last sentence was edgy. Get it? Edgy??)
If there is anything that I have learned, it is this: If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try, try at least 26 times. Or more.
More to come. Maybe. Stay tuned.

Friday, August 12, 2022

8.12.22 Petard, Tulsi Gabard, The Calvary

I'm up. Purring kitty. Hot coffee, cream. Office, www in hand. Mary's snoozing. #alzheimers  #Godisgood #amazinggrace  #nightowl #inspirational #maddog #friday 8.12.22
I am going to make a crazy prediction, noting that I'm not a prophet or a psychic. I am placing the envelope against my forehead. (Johnny Carson as Carmac the Magnificent)...
I predict the rise of the conservative, constitutional, commonsense, bipartisan Democrats to work with the populist, fearless Republicans to finally start solving the overwhelming, potentially devastating problems that have gripped our country.
These are photos I'm deleting from my phone. Multi tasking.
Call in the Calvary?
This is one of The Calvary! This is an older photo.

And finally, maybe?, from my Twitter account: 

Thursday, August 11, 2022

Note to my new internet friends

Because I am busy doing the Lord's work. So, I use messenger very, very sparingly. I do not take phone calls or chat. If I am posting, assume Mary and I are doing well. Because of her advanced Alzheimer's I am constantly cleaning, and reassuring her that's it's a joy to help her. That's what true ministry is. Be sure to work much harder at serving than fund raising. I am constantly editing and expanding this post.

I am unable to send funds anymore through Western Union. I am looking into building internet bridges slowly. We will see what happens. You may also want to go to this link to understand my patience has limits. Send Me Money

I am answering general questions about our health in this post, but only to save time because I am blessed by God with a great many friends who are all concerned about my health. Any medical terms you will have to google it. I do this to save time. 

Since I have genetic lymphedema in my lower limbs I am steadily recovering with the newly invented Velcro compression stockings. I had used the older knit style, 30 to 40 denier, but could no longer get them on by myself. Switching to the  new style meant months of recovery, weekly visits to the Wound Care Center, disabling loss of strength, family having to drive me to my appointments, the necessity of wheel chairs, walkers, and a cane to get around. The good news is my strength came roaring back, and my balance is slowly but steadily improving. With massive help from my family and our helper Rachel, I was able to continue my care for my Alzheimer's stricken wife. She was under Hospice care but improved to the point that her care was transferred to a visiting physician. God has blessed our area with wonderful medical expertise, working alongside God's miraculous healing power.

Be aware that your encouragement and your prayers means more to me than any amount of money. I am praying constantly in the Spirit in the name of Jesus that God would rain His grace on you, your, and your great nation like a monsoon, and would flow out of your heart like a might river until the knowledge of the Lord would cover the earth like an ocean. 

My curiosity is fierce so be patient and I will visit your timeline as God gives me strength.

#maddog or revmaddog1948@gmail.com or William Michael Dittmer if you're from Homeland Security





Wednesday, August 10, 2022

Set up and Take Down

I see this happening now. From my California Facebook friend Brenda.

I see it happening now. The rich elites, trying to keep their costs down by putting downward pressure on the ordinary man or woman trying to make a living, importing from abroad cheap goods and labor, taxing the locals ever higher to pay for the rising costs of government oversight
Jesus implied that the heavier burden of paying taxes should fall, not on the citizens, but on new arrivals and on the exports and imports. Common sense tells us that.
From Jesus:  “What do you think, Simon? From whom do kings of the earth take toll or tax? From their sons or from others?” And when he said, “From others,” Jesus said to him, “Then the sons are free. However, not to give offense to them, go to the sea and cast a hook and take the first fish that comes up, and when you open its mouth you will find a shekel. Take that and give it to them for me and for yourself.”
More later.