Thursday, October 24, 2013

"Wood Crafts" (Hobby)

"Wood Crafts"

These are some of the wood products that I make in my spare time.
Sometimes I will use an Artograph Projector to enlarge some of my crafts.
Some of them can be as large as six feet. 
It all depends on how far back I stand with my Artograph.

"Scroll Work"

  "Eagle Key Ring Holder"

"Collie Dog"

                                         "Coat Rack"

"Scroll Work Plaque"


Chris Turner is a residential/commercial
painting contractor in Edmonton Alberta Canada

“Lonely In Church” (A true story)

“Lonely In Church”
(A true story)

There is a prayer meeting tonight and Im going to church, I have to try and end my search
To find you Lord my heart is broke, I need to meet some other folk

My heart is so broken not sure if I should, I dont want to sit around and brood
Im reaching for you I need you so, please Lord Help me if I should go

I will walk in the room as quiet as can be, dont want to draw attention you see
I will sit at the end no-one will know, the pain that I feel and dont want to show

They all have a prayer I look around; Im feeling quite nervous I hear no sound
People are mumbling not sure whats going on, Im really wishing now that I was gone

The meeting is over Im sitting alone, feeling lonely all forlorn
Theyre chatting and talking amongst themselves, feeling like I fell off a shelf

No-one said hi or even goodbye, I feel like I just want to cry
They sound so spiritual with each other, but looking at me they didn’t even bother

Im feeling worse than when I came in, I didn’t even get a grin
Heading out the door Im feeling down they didn’t know I was around

Walking up the aisle of the church, this is the end of my search
The tears come rolling down my face; I leave the church in disgrace

I cannot see my eyes are blurred now Im feeling just like a nerd
Why God why oh cant you see, the hurt thats churning inside of me

With all that mumbling and all that prayer why does no-one really care?
On the outside they look so right but on the inside theyve lost their sight

They didn’t know that you were there, did they really look to care
Of a sinner coming in that door spiritual clothes is all they wore

Im glad you care Lord more than the others
They  love each other those sisters and brothers

Im heading home now to take my life Ive had enough of all this strife
Cant take no-more my heart is broke Ive had enough its just a joke

Does anyone care just tell me Lord show me somewhere in your word
Ive stretched myself to its length Im feeling tired I have no strength

Give me an answer and if you do, I will promise to always follow you
Please mend my heart its broken in two I honestly dont know what to do

Written by Chris Turner

Chris Turner is a residential/commercial
painting contractor in Edmonton Alberta Canada

“You are what you eat” (Poem)

“You are what you eat”

I’m sitting watching T.V. and all the healthy shows
They’re advertising treadmills,bikes and on and on it goes
I watch those guys do sit ups, push ups they look fab
They’re saying that it helps you it helps produce good abs

I head out to the kitchen to grab a snack or two
There’s not much in the cupboard I wonder what I’ll do
The food supply is getting low I’ll have to get some more
I’d better get in to the car and head off to the store

I grab a cart and start my shopping I grab some chips and pop
Throw in a couple of candy bars now this is the way to shop
A couple of steaks here and there maybe some burgers too
 I’ll grab a tub of ice cream I think that this will do
I head over to the check-out and as I’m standing there in line
I look at some health magazines just to pass the time
I read a little article of choices that we make
It talks of all the fat we eat and our calorie intake

They talk about the things we buy like candy, pop, and chips
They say it does no good at all as it all goes to our hips
I look down at my shopping cart to see the things I’ve bought
I head back out the check-out to get veggies I forgot
I grab some grapes and oranges some apples and lots more fruit
Potatoes, carrots, kale and spinach, celery, leek to make a soup
I decide to return my chips and pop as I’m heading down the aisle
I grab my stuff and put it back I won’t need it for a while

I head back to the check-out and I’m smiling as I go
I know that I’ll be eating healthy and I know that it will show
As I’m standing with my cart and I’m waiting there in line
I look down at this person’s cart which is looking really fine

I notice that they have some pop, some candy, chips that’s true
I look down at my own cart ‘cause I don’t know what to do
I head back out the check-out line and go straight back to the chips
A couple of bags, some cans of pop really shouldn’t affect my hips

As I’m going past the veggie section I unload all I got
I thought I took too much anyway I really had a lot
I go back to the check-out where I stand again in line
I’m on my way to a grand old feast everything will be just fine

As I’m standing with my cart in hand I glare at this person’s cart
They have veggies, fruit and healthy stuff my mind is torn apart
I head back out the check-out and I leave my cart behind
I’ve had enough of shopping as I’m going out my mind

I said who cares; I don’t need the stuff as I run right out the store
I find the nearest restaurant eat burgers, fries and pop galore
Ah! This is so much better than shopping any day
I’ll eat until my heart’s content so I don’t fade away

They can keep their diets and healthy stuff to get abs I’m just not keen
Give me another pop and fries and give me a large poutine
I may be fat and beefy and I may not look too good
But at least I enjoy my life once more ‘cause I really enjoy my food
Mmmmmmm     Mmmmmmm

Written by Chris Turner
October 24, 2013

Chris Turner is a residential/commercial
painting contractor in Edmonton Alberta Canada