Kathy and Phil, Wow! I can't believe what I read. I am so sorry these
things are happening for you both. Kathy, I don't know how you do it! You
are loving! If I had a child who behaved like Chris, I'm afraid that I
would warm his bottom, ooooo! I forgot, can't do that. Well, they would
have to catch me first. It sounds to me like you and Greg are doing the
right thing.

Phil, Oh! I'm so sorry to hear things are going bad again. I'm praying for
you and Sandy, too! You guys are so very loving! I don't blame you for what
you are doing! I'm praying for everyone in your family! I'm praying for
Peace and love for everyone here.

Love and Blessings,
Pat Ferguson



At 07:09 AM 8/1/05, you wrote:
>Boy Phil,
>          You and I sound like we are cut out of the same cloth.  The
>good news is that those phone tapping recorders are only $100  now at
>radio Shack.  Just thought I'd mention it in case  you feel the need
>to get a new one.
>          I'm so sorry to hear that things have turned sour again for
>you guys.  You're right though, the peace and sanctity of the home
>must come first for the innocent ones that reside there.  The devil
>has been working overtime on us, but pep talks like yours help.
>thanks,
>Kathy
>
>
>At 07:40 PM 7/29/2005, you wrote:
> >Well, Kathy, put me in jail because I listened to my daughter's phone calls
> >with a stelth recorder I spent 300 dollars on just for that purpose.  You
> >think I care it made her mad?  She may still be reading the echurch mailing
> >list for all I know so she might be reading my message.  Good.  I just said
> >the other day to my wife that I wish I could see to drive.  I'd follow my
> >daughter around to find out where she is really going.  She has been
> >recently caught in lies but she had backup lies for the original lies.  Same
> >old routine and she is no teenager.  It's rough, Kathy, when one of your
> >children thinks they are smarter than God.  I had a migraine headache this
> >week, which I haven't had for years, that could have killed an elephant.  My
> >daughter chose, in public, out in front of everybody that wanted to listen,
> >to tear her mother down to the ground by using every four letter word in the
> >book.  But, as I often say, church ain't over until the fat man/lady sings.
> >My daughter does not get the last word in my house.  Nobody does.  My
> >youngest son, due to circumstances that got out of control, refused to leave
> >my home one night.  I wasn't mad until he said, "I'm not afraid of you,
> >dad."  Then I did get mad but not stupid mad; just hot.  I pushed in all the
> >way across the house to the front door.  Pretty stupid, I know, pushing a
> >guy around who is bigger and has his third degree black belt, but nobody
> >ever said I was the smartest kid my mother ever had.  Then I made a big
> >mistake.  I picked up the phone and pretended to call the police to have him
> >removed.  I know, it was dumb, but like I said, I was mad by this point.  I
> >wasn't angry; there is a difference.  Anyhow, maybe I told this before, it
> >sounds familiar even to me but I'll repeat what I said, if this is a repeat,
> >my son started crying and said he couldn't believe I would call the police
> >on him.  We talked that night, and again a few days later, and straightened
> >things out.  I even told Donna, his wife, the mistake I made and that was, I
> >broke my son's heart instead of his will.  I don't want you and Graig to
> >ever forget, however, your home is a place where God dwells.  Chris has no
> >right to violate your home, or you for that matter, and I think you guys
> >have been doing everything in your power to help the little brat.  So what
> >do you get in return?  A kid who pokes his wrist as if he is going to kill
> >himself?  A punk who man handles his mother, his blind mother, I might add?
> >A spiritual pygmy defying his own father?  A dope smoker who thinks he can
> >whip the world?  Mercy belongs only to those who receive it.  shoot, I broke
> >cassette tapes, broke dope pipes, tore up cigarettes and dumped them on the
> >bed, searched my daughter's purse every time I got the chance, hunting
> >through her room and drawers and closets and clothes and pockets and braws
> >and shoes and you know what?  I'm even worse about it now because there are
> >two children involved, one whom we have legal guardianship over, and I'll
> >kick butt if I have to in order to save them from human stupidity and sin.
> >It gets old, as I am sure you and Graig have learned, being used by your own
> >children and especially by the one who thinks they can get away with sin
> >against God.  Warm up that baseball bat I told you about once a long time
> >ago, Kathy, and take some practice swings.  It isn't your son the devil is
> >after; it is your family and your marriage and your church and your church
> >members.  Come out swinging.  I'll fly out and visit you in jail if I have
> >to but don't go down without making a big statement and hitting a couple of
> >home runs first.
> >
> >Phil.