Kevin Runs on Duncan

I’m sure you’ve heard the famous ad, “America Runs on Duncan”. Well so does Kevin. I don’t mean to speak in third person but… he does. So I have figured the best dang donut of all time is the Boston Creme Donut. I love this donut. I could eat one every day. Come to think of it, I probably do. There is a Duncan Donuts basically in the every vicinity I work in most of the time.

There’s nothing like that creme just oozing out of that little hole on the side. You reach in your bag to find the donut upside down on the chocolate (I don’t understand why they do that EVERY time). You take one bite and creme just rolls down your chin. You lick the creme away from the side of the donut and taste the creme mix with the chocolate. Mm Mm good! It’s a taste of it’s own.

It all started in Columbia, Tn. They opened one up and I passed it everyday till I broke down and tried them. I gotta have a Duncan Donut all the time now. All the time!!!! So if I end up fat, I will sue Duncan Donuts. I will sue!!! SUE!!!!! If the coffee lady can sue McDonalds, I can sue Duncan.

But until then, I will enjoy my Boston Creme Donut. The only bad thing about that certain donut is it had to bear the name of the home town that swept my beloved Cardinals in the 2004 World Series to break the curse of the Bambino. It’s a bitter sweet thing here.

So here’s to ya Boston Creme Donut. But the Boston Redsox can suck an egg. Go CARDINALS!!!!!!!!!

Life

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It’s been a few days since I posted anything and since I had a few minutes in my  life to kill I thought I would bless the small few who subscribe to my blog and fill them in on “life” here in C-town as some call it. It simply is still called Clarksville!

I have been pretty busy with the worship ministry at Xtreme Ministries (www.xtremeministries.com).  I am taking the ministry to levels the church has never seen before with adding computers and projector screens and running announcements and videos and all sorts of media. We are real excited to see how the church is growing in this area. We are also growing in numbers. People are coming to Jesus and they are coming to Xtreme from all places. We have met alot of people by doing street ministry at festivals and we will continue to do this through out the year with the likes of using the full contact women’s foot ball them, The Clarksville Fox.

Tonight I will be heading to a football game to run  P.A. for the half time show. In a few weeks I will get to sing the National Anthem (something the Nasahville Sounds didn’t think I was good enough to do) and do the half time show so I am looking forward to that.

Next Sunday I will be returning back home to lead worship at my home church, Lifesong Family Church. I am excited about that. Get to see some familiar faces and see family as well.

Things are starting to warm up around here and my work with Ortex Guarantee is picking up. Termites are starting to get busy so I gotta take em out. I love the people I work with. Everybody is so cool with each other. I have never worked somewhere like that where in 5 months I have heard no bickering or backstabbing or fighting. It’s a really cool place to work at. The work sucks but hey, the people make it all well.

I started on my second cd and had hoped to be finished by June but I have been busy with ministry plus these dumb allergies are starting to kick back up, so it’s starting to slow me down. But to those who are excited to hear the new music, it will be done. I will finish. The good thing is these allergies aren’t near as bad as they were last year. But bad to say the least. I guess when you get old, these things happen. I never wanted to get old but…

So this is life in Clarksville. Church keeping me busy with worship teams and media stuff. Daytime job keeps me running or should I say crawling… under houses. Extra-curricular activities that are still ministry based run my life after work and still trying to balance time to keep my wife loved and my pets petted and my home… well… a home.

So this is life in Clarksville!

What’s with me?

To say the least worship has not been right the past couple of weeks. Last week I burnt Amazing Grace by starting in 3/4 (traditional) and I meant to start it in 4/4. This week, we couldn’t get the tempo right for Beautiful One in the first service and the second service I burnt How Great Thou Art. Geez!

So I told the congregation that I figured after service Pastor John was gonna make a visist to the house to fire me and send me back home to Lewisburg. (Which I’m sure folks back home would love that). In a weird twisted kinda way, it wouldn’t bother me either, but I digress.

But what followed after that was truly touching to say the least. I was talking about how we cannot do enough or too little to earn the love and grace of God. It has been abundantly handed out evenly to everyone. I have received as much as even the best christian or the lowliest. Praise God for that. So when I told them about being fired and sent back home, they all spoke up in the middle of worship. They all told me that wasn’t gonna happen, gave me a word of encouragement and gave me a standing ovation. Well… they were standing all ready. They just applauded.

I don’t know what’s going on with worship. I have never bombed songs this much so often. As a band, were gonna have to step up our game and get our focus right. Something’s not working right. My problem is I’m easily distracted and many little things can take my focus. I definitely need to pray about that.

So if you pray, help  a fella cracker out and pray for our ministry over here at Xtreme Ministries. God is doing a good thing. and sometimes it hurts to be humbled. But on the flip side, it sure feels good to be encouraged by your fellow bros and sis’s in Christ. It’s really awesome to do a face plant on the pavement and your church walk over and grab you by the collar and pull you up. God has blessed Carrie and I with a great family in Christ. I was so overwhelmed by the love yesterday morning. Like I told one friend that is such an encourager, “I only hope I can love back with the same caliber of love shown to me!”

Whoosh!!!!!!!

Pastor Riner

I’ve heard of worship leaders being considered pastors simply because they also lead the congregation on Sundays. So when I moved to Clarksville, I’ve heard myself being called pastor a couple of times but it never really hit me till I received this letter today in the  mail.

Mr. Pastor

Mr. Pastor

So you can see my surprise. I busted out laughing causing MY pastor to look at me inquisitively with one eyebrow raised and lips puckered.

“What’s so funny.”

I showed him and he said, “Well, you are a pastor!”

Pastor Riner

Pastor Riner

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