Smokin Odie's BBQ

In January Kelly Jo and I stopped in for a great lunch at a place in Miami, Oklahoma called Smokin Odie's BBQ.

You can read about that visit HERE. The owner left a comment on that blog post and offered a discount to everybody that comes in and mentions my post. You can read more about that HERE. Since we are in Miami this week we took Odie in for the first time Monday.

We were able to meet Mr. Otis (Odie) Bailey and enjoyed another great meal. We heartily recommend the rib meat sandwich. It is great! Please stop in and see Mr. Bailey when you can and make sure you tell him we sent you by. I know you will enjoy it.

We plan to go back again this week and I hope to try some of his other meats. I am sure they are good but I just could not get past the rib meat sandwich on Monday.

Maybe I will have more pictures later...

Davy

Odie & Odie

Tent Revival and the Storm

I mentioned in Tuesday morning's post (which I was writing late Monday night) that they were forecasting a storm to come through that night. Well...It did! The first big gust was only moments later at almost straight up midnight. They were calling for wind gusts of 60-70 mph and it seemed the first one qualified. The wind was coming out of the south and the BoggsMobile and the Millikin's fifth wheel are parked east/west so it really rocked us good. The Millikins came running by with their children toward the church and as soon as we could get Odie out we followed them.

These pictures were taken over two hours later but that first gust took down most of these chairs. The weird thing is that as you look at this picture the right side of the tent where most of the chairs are down is actually the north side of the tent. (The Bible stand wasn't knocked over, we had already laid it down.)

Bro. Millikin and I drove some of the stakes in farther on the south side and tightened the straps and spent most of the next two hours standing on the porch watching wave after wave of storm blow through. We kept reinforcing the tent as much as possible and at 2am we were waiting for the last little squall to pass over so we could go to bed. The storm saved the best for last and for 5-10 minutes it blew the tent all out of proportion. It looked like it was going down for sure. I believe those last few minutes we experienced the 60-70 mph wind that the weather service was forecasting.

I wish I would have snapped some pictures during that time but we were busy praying. When it seemed like the tent could take no more, the wind died down to almost nothing and the rain stopped completely. We then found most of the rebar stakes on the south side were bent and the straps were loose. It is amazing the tent was still standing at all. God stopped the wind just in time. A few more minutes of wind at those speeds and the tent would have been down.

Before going to bed we drove more rebar stakes in the ground in several places and changed the straps over to them. Tuesday morning I went back to Miami Missionary Tent Company and bought 12 more 40 inch long and 1 inch round steel stakes and put several of them nearly 3 ft. in the ground. I could not have done it without Bro. Millikin. He worked so hard swinging that sledge hammer. I now have 22 of the heavy duty stakes so I shouldn't have to use the rebar stake at all in the future.

Last night the weather was absolutely perfect for tent revival and it was hard to imagine it had been so bad less than 20 hours before. Praise God for His protection, His guidance and His strength. Praise God for Bro. Jimmy Millikin as well!

From now on when the tent goes up the stakes will go all the way down when possible. I have hesitated to drive them all the way in because I couldn't get them out. I solved that problem at the Miami Tent Company as well by buying a stake puller. It's a nifty and pricey device that uses leverage to pull them out and it works beautifully. I am living and learning!

The service last night was amazing. God is touching and the altar services have been wonderful. I wish you could all be here to experience it for yourself. We are working hard but it is worth every labor, every dollar, every drop of sweat when folks come to the altar underneath that tent and receive help from God. Praise God!

Below are a couple of pictures Tuesday morning and a picture of two of the stakes that were bent trying to hold the tent down in the wind. Thanks for your prayer to God for us. I think you can see it is paying off!

God bless,

Davy

Tent Revival Pictures Sunday and Monday

We had another good service on Monday night. Bro. Jimmy Millikin preached tremendous and the congregation responded good in the altar. God is moving and we are reaping the benefits. He is blessing His children and reaching for the lost and we are watching them respond. Praise God!

This post will go up Tuesday morning but is about midnight on Monday night as I type. There is a severe storm in Oklahoma that is supposed to be headed our way but we are believing God to break it up. We had very high winds today but nothing compared to the wind this storm is supposed to be packing. We are trusting God for a miracle!

I have several pictures below from Sunday and Monday. I hope you enjoy the pictures.

Sunday afternoon the tent is ready for the first service in Miami, Oklahoma

Monday

The Tent Goes Up In Miami, Oklahoma

The tent went up Saturday in Miami, Oklahoma. Pastor Mike Stephens and his church turned out with a great number and everything came together very smoothly. Kelly Jo and I pulled the tent out of the trailer shortly after 6 AM and spread it out on the ground. It had several small holes in the top and we had them patched by 8. You can see pictures of the tent going up below.

I learned quite a bit from raising this tent two weeks ago and we applied those things this time. I imagine it will be easier each time. Of course having good strong men with a mind to work helps EVERY time. So far we have had that type of men.

The first service Sunday night was great too! Bro. Eugene Davis and the choir from this church sang it down! I will try to post pictures of the services tomorrow. Please continue to pray that the weather cooperates with the meeting.

God Bless,

Davy

The first three pictures are from the same angle at different times in the process.

Once we had the tent spread out I had to stake the corners because the wind was blowing so badly.
We had all of the stakes in place when the crew arrived at 10.

"All" they had to do was drive the stakes in the ground!

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Father's Day 2011

I wrote this many years ago in honor of my Dad, Eugene Boggs. It was published in 2001 in my little book, "When I Fall, Can I Get Up" but has been out of print for several years.  I thought Father's Day would be a great time to revive this so here it is. I hope you enjoy it. You have my permission to print or post this as long as it is used in its entirety, not for profit and proper credit is given.

If you are reading this, Dad, you are still my hero.  God bless you and I love you.
Davy

Eugene Boggs at Carter Caves in Kentucky 2009

You Taught Me

Dad, you bought me a bike when I was three and taught me how to ride.

You pushed a while and then let go, I thought you were beside.

You said I picked it up real quick and said I went fast too.

Dad, my only dream when I was young was to go half as fast as you.

You taught me how to bat and how to throw a ball.

While others came to play the game, You said “son, give it your all”.

I loved it Dad when the crowd would scream, “hit it out of here”.

But, Dad, I hit that ball with all my might just to hear you cheer.

You taught me how to swim and dive.  We had so much fun.

You’d bury me up to my neck in the sand and bake me in the sun.

You’d throw us in and jump in too, we’d scream and splash and shout.

When the sun went down and we had to go home, you had to nearly pull us out.

Playing football in the fall, I’d run and push and fight.

I’d work all week and kill myself to play on Friday night.

Every game I’d push the limit trying to do my best.

You were standing at the thirty-yard line, I wanted to pass your test.

You taught me how to work, Dad, although I didn’t like it then.

You taught me the value of a hard days work, when to save and when to spend.

You taught me to respect other people and how to put others first.

To say sir and mam, please and thank-you, to see people at their best and not their worst.

There’s one thing you’ve taught me often, Dad, that I’ve been slow to learn.

“Take care of the name I’ve given you son, It’s something I’ve had to earn.”

There’s been several times, through the years, when my head’s hung in shame.

When I’ve drug the name you’ve given me through the mud. I know it’s caused you pain.

But you’ve been faithful to me, through the good times and the bad.

When you should have left me in defeat, You’ve been there for me Dad.

You were there to pick up the pieces, though I lost when I should have won.

The greatest thing you’ve taught me Dad is how deeply you love your son.

The bats and balls and other things have faded in the past.

I’m trying to trade these temporal things for something that will last.

I’m sure I’ve got a lot to learn.  I’ve only just begun.

But the greatest thing you’ve taught me, Papa, is how deeply The Father Loves His sons.

                                                                                                                        Davy Boggs

Wednesday Bristow 2011

Yesterday was our final day at Bristow Campmeeting 2011. In the morning service Bro. Ronald Hobby and Bro. Lloyd Shuecraft preached. Youth service we heard Bro. J.J. Austin, Bro. Trey Holden and Bro. Caleb Howard. Bro. Bill Preskitt preached the night service.

It was refreshing to feel the presence of the Lord, hear the preaching of His word and see so many friends! Overall we had a great time at Bristow 2011.

Odie