Busted!

Hello everyone.  Praise the Lord!

My neighbor, his nickname is Atchafalaya, came over to my motorhome was very  intoxicated as usual.  He staggered around and had to lean on my motorhome to brace himself. My neighbor's lives alone and he drinks too much. Bourbon whiskey is his choice.

He shared with me a funny story about his upbringing in South Louisiana, around the Morgan City area. Atchafalaya and his best friend named Steve noticed an older man didn't use his boat, that sat tied to his dock along the Tesh Bayou.

Atchafalaya and Steve wanted to go fishing with the boat, so they decided to sneak up on the boat tied up on the dock, and quietly untied, and then pushed the boat down the Tesh Bayou.

They would fish all day, catch a bunch of fish, and then return the boat, tied it up, cleaned it up, and made sure it was full of gas. When they found out they didn't get caught the first time, they started doing it two or three times a week. Always stealing the boat then pushing it down the river before they would start of the engine.

This went on for several months. Then one day his father came home and start talking about how a good boy is, and thought he'd buy him a boat. He thought that was kind of strange as his father never talked that way. He said he saw in the newspaper of a boat up the bayou for sale, and told him, "let's go and look at it."

Atchafalaya, his dad, and Steve got in the pickup truck, and they started driving down the road. His dad then pulled into a driveway that went towards the bayou. He looked at Steve with a scared look on his face! Steve looked at him back and horror. They were going down the driveway of the old man that they were stealing the boat from several times a week!

They drove to the house and they all got out. The old man came out of the house and walked towards the pickup truck. They introduced themselves and chit-chatted for a little while. All the while the two boys were scared to death of what was going to take place! They noticed nobody had gotten in a hurry, which made the horror even worse!

Then his dad told the old man, how much do you want for the boat?" The old man said, "well since these two boys have been using my boat, but bringing it back cleaned up, and full of gas, they can have the boat for free. Just every Friday, bring him a bunch of fish for the weekend!

Atchafalaya and his friend Steve were horrified to find out the old man knew every time they had stolen the boat! And then they found out that the old man and his father were a long time friends. As young men they played poker together and fished together!

This whole thing was a setup to punish the two boys of what they were doing. And it worked!  They were scared out of their wits!

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William James Roop

Roop-Crappell Ministries


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The Trucking Tango

She Threw Him Out Of The House!

Hello everyone.  Praise the Lord!

My wife and I had just finished breakfast, and Atchafalaya came and knocked on the door. "Atchafalaya" is my neighbors nickname. Atchafalaya is a river in southern Louisiana. He had gotten two magazines by accident from the grocery store and want to give my wife the other one.

While we're talking in the doorway, he told me how he was living in Patterson, Louisiana, about fifteen years ago,  and saw a Facebook ad for his camper that he was living in now. He said him and a buddy of his, drove up to Lafayette, Louisiana, to take a look at it.

He said that he looked at the camper and the manufacturers paper tag was still on the shower wall and the plastic was still around the mattress! Also the oven had never been turned on!

The woman selling it had a husband who was a drinker, and all he wanted to do was drink beer. So she threw him out of the house for three months. So he lived in the camper for three months, and all I did was drink beer and use the toilet. They never actually went camping in the camper.

 I said that all he needed was the refrigerator and the toilet.  That's all he had a need for him. So Atchafalaya bought the camper for twelve thousand dollars, and now he's living it today. He had gotten a great deal on the camper.

After three months the lady let her husband back in the house. I guess she felt he was punished enough and came to a conclusion that he's not going to stop his beer drinking. But it seemed like she was the one in charge in the family.

Without Jesus Christ in your life everybody's going to have a dysfunctional family. By putting Jesus first in our life, it is the only possible way to have a healthy normal family. When both the husband and wife are without sin, happiness abounds!

William James Roop, M.A.B.S.

 Roop-Crappell Ministries 

 Hospice Care and Dying 

 The Trucking Tango 

 Apostolic Theological Seminary 

Three Blown Tires!

Hello everyone.  Praise the Lord!

My neighbor Atchafalaya, in the next RV came over to give my wife a magazine.  "Atchafalaya" was his nickname. Atchafalaya is a river in southern Louisiana where he had grown up. He had taken two by accident at the grocery store. We were talking about how beautiful the day was this morning. And he mentioned that he had gotten his camper repaired yesterday by an electrician.

I told him, "yeah I saw their repair guy was over there, what did he fix?"  He said he was trying to repair some wiring. He explained how he was trying to fix it himself and pulled some wires to get some slack, and ripped out the wires! He said the camper had set idol for ten years, and needed a lot of repairs done to it.

I told him, "yeah the wires had probably rotted out and probably were pretty brittle. He didn't seem to agree with that and easily brushed off my comment. He continued, they tell me how the hurricane was going towards Morgan City about fifteen years ago, and he wanted to get out of there. So he is pulling the same camper to Alexandria Louisiana, Atchafalaya had just purchased the camper, and along the way he had three tire blowouts! I told him yeah the camper set for ten years in a warehouse, and tires after five years are unreliable. After five years the rubber starts to deteriorate! And he seemed to agree with that. He said that it cost him twelve hundred dollars of repairs to fix the three tires!

I told him that he should have had all the tires replaced when he bought the camper. He reluctantly agreed with that statement. He said eventually replaced all the tires with sixteen ply tires. He said now he can run over some I-beams and never get a flat tire!

That just goes to show that things in this life deteriorates. But if we have Jesus Christ in our life, He never gets old and He never deteriorates. You can have Jesus in your life, all your life, and he'll never get old, and he'll always be by your side!

William James Roop, M.A.B.S.

 Roop-Crappell Ministries 

 Hospice Care and Dying 

 The Trucking Tango 

 Apostolic Theological Seminary