A little something different this week...grin.

Had you heard that I suffered from an extreme case of hypothermia one day last week? Yes, it almost did me in, I think. I was lying on the couch watching TV when some guy came on and warned people about that danger on these bitter cold days.

He said the victim would start to feel very warm, sleepy, and then would lose consciousness. Who knew I would be the next one to fall into winter's trap?

I started to get very sleepy, just like he said, and soon blacked out completely. I might have laid right there on that couch and faded on out into eternity, but thanks to Laura, she said something and jerked me back from the edge.

I regained consciousness and sat up, and was glad I survived. Close call. And thanks to my good wife. When I thanked her later she claimed I had just gone to sleep and was snoring. Women. I just don't understand them. If you have trouble believing this story, come by my house and I will show you the very couch it happened on…grin.

Actually, all this cold snowy weather has allowed me to catch up with my television watching. Have you seen all the great new commercials on TV? Right in the middle of my favorite Gunsmoke rerun, just before Marshall Dillon shot the bad guy because he had insulted Miss Kitty, a nice young man came on with the latest invention.

His super-dooper automatic foot washing machine. He said it would put an end to stinky feet forever, and that it also cured all three kinds of athlete’s feet, as well as toe nail fungus problems. After, one of the grandchildren said, "Pa, I think you have all three kinds."

I started paying close attention to the guy. I was reaching for my pencil to write his number down, when he said he was going to double the offer and send two for only 19.95 plus shipping and handling, which would be another $27.

He said I could kiss stinky feet goodbye forever. I turned to Laura and said, "Honey I am going to order this because you probably need one worse than I do anyway. We can sit around and watch TV and wash our stinky feet at the same time."

Well, she shot that idea down quickly, and we didn't order them.

If I ever amount to anything she gets none of the credit. She has been against every good idea I have ever had...grin, and I sure hope she doesn't read this.

Let me remind you to please attend the Salem/Central Bible Preaching Conference March 5-7 at Whorton Springs Baptist Church. Some of the preachers are assigned to preach ahead of time and others will have their names drawn from the hat that night. Great singing and good preaching each night. Starts at six each evening and should be through by nine each night.

I am scheduled to preach on Friday night at six. You are invited to all the services, and I sure would like to see you there on Friday night the sixth.