Face it, no matter how hard you try to run it comes back to this simple set of equations. Pray today. It is easy, ask God into your heart. Jesus is love dude. He changes every equation, just have faith in him! ASK him to forgive your sins and to be your personal savior. I am not one to proselytize normally, but if he is my friend, God,  and savior then anyone has a chance. It just takes faith to accept the love he offers. Wade Spiker

I thought somebody might want to know what I was up to. Then reality hit and I realized that besides God's interest in me, there is no one else to bother tweeting for. Buy the way, waste of time trying to tweet God unless you are a bird. He can get it all in knee-mail(prayer) and praise 24-7 365 a year. No change for the payphone required. Well anyway, I am just popping in to tell you all that I am doing a piece to help promote blood donation month, which is January. Let's make 2010's the best year ever for it. It takes so little of your time to save so many lives. As a christian it behooves me to open a vein and share what God has given me with my brothers and sisters. Dude, if a nit like me can do this thing ya'  know it has ta' be  fairly painless. Once they get this started you don't feel a thing. If you can get your platelets done to the impact is far greater. You may help a child, a man, a woman, all your neighbors on this round thing. Blood is wonderful, because one lesson it teaches us is that God made it all the same color for us, red. Help save a life today. Please WAS

Hey folks, I was just out at the park today with my boys. Didn't get any pictures though. Above is from an outing a few months ago. These boys are two of the three most important people in the world to me. While we were out we came across a great special event at the ball field in Highspire,Pa. They were having a "Bikers 'n' Belly Dancers" event to raise money for the fight against breast cancer. I just lost my mom last year to this disease. If you see an event donate what you can! Even though we did not have the fee they wanted for a diner we gave all we had on us between me and the boys and watched a little of the show before we went back to throwing the football around. It was really nice, all the dancers were survivors of breast cancer. I had to leave though, I had tears starting and that pain came rushing up, I loved my mother even though I do not think she new it near the end. Kind of hard explaining to an almost seven year old and a five year old why Daddy's crying when he's watching the pretty dancers. Make as many connections as you can with the people in your lives cause they won't always be there. Forgive people, and don't let this box be a substitute for meeting people out there in the real world. Wade Spiker

Hey folks, I may be a bit of a weirdo, but I am a good Dad! Have fun with your kids! I helped my son with the carving of this car. It is less than 7 inches long.

Hey folks, Just a quik recap. My work will be on display for 2 months starting around January 10th 2009 at the ART HOUSE LOUNGE on 217 N. 2nd street in Harrisburg, Pa. Come out and see the show. I will be there at some point on the tenth during the opening. My work will be up with several other artists. ENJOY!! Wade

Admiration/Apology To the man I saw so long ago with his son. When you met me I was a confused young man and I didn't understand. I was hurt,chided, and very misguided. It took me many years to see that the examples I had been shown were wrong. That we don't have to live that way. When I met you and your son I was brash, abrasive, and completely uncouth. You and your son were out for the evening I believe we were waiting in a line for something. I cannot be more specific, I was less than sober. It was the early 90's. I guess he smelled the alcohol, he became quite obnoxious and made some comments about the way I dressed and smelled. I was so out of it that I was so out of it that I almost hit him. You were amazingly calm with me and stepped between us. It was only then that I realized, had the time to see, that he was handicapped. I think with what I know now that the boy was probably a victim of Down's Syndrome. You calmed him and I expertly. Then I focused on you as a threat. You and he were wearing matching outfits, sort of like the old time detectives. I demanded to know why you dressed him up and took him out in public like that. I didn't know that I was the real weirdo. But you were so patient. You said,”I take him out like that and buy him clothes like that because it makes him happy... he's my boy.” You had your palms open towards me. I just threw my hands up and walked away. In the background I heard you chastise him, and I was so polluted, physically and spiritually, that I was happy about it. I know now that I probably ruined a happy father son day for you. As I look at my own boys now I realize that he will always be that sweet little boy for you, trapped inside himself, never able to really grow up. I know how painful that must be for you. As a father I can now see. You did not waste your breath that day on some dumb punk. I remembered. I can only hope to be that good of a father to my own kids. You have set an example that I will follow. I will tell my kids about it. I hope that you and your son are well, and you have my sincerest apologies and belated admiration. Wade

I have not written much here fore some time. My familly has had some seriopus heath issues to deal with lately. My Mother sick with cancer and My Father fighting complications from diabetes. My Mother has lost her fight due to complications from the cancer and pnuemonia. We are seeking donations to help us honor her wishes and burry her ashes with the remains of my older brother Brian Spiker who died in 1967 at the age of 2.5-3 days. We need at least about $1000.00 for the cemetary to open and close the grave. This does not include the stone. Mom didn't want him to be alone. She never got over his loss. If you wish to help please send a donation to:  Herritage Valley Federal Credit Union 777 Kings Mill Rd. York, Pa. 17404 ( Mark it for Shirley M. Widener's Memorial Fund in care of Pennie Spiker) Pray for my Dad, Charles R. Spiker, he still has grandkids wiating to play with him. Thanks, Wade

My little Pen and ink work came up in a show today! Had it at the York Art Association. It won an honorable mention against a field of paintings, "Battles" not only did that but it was sold before the end of the opening day of the show! Heck before I even got the award. Pretty cool eh? Stil slugging it out with trying to get time to work! Also fixing a camper for the kids. Wade

To anyone who cares, I am more than a little annoyed today. I have been censored twice in one week. A website group showed how narrow minded they are in their religious views. They took my painting God in Man's image off theire site. I had a sample version up just to share with them. I cannot understand how arrogant you have to be to do that. My painting displays . not God, but rather man's failings taken form and given life. The other painting is one that I have in the adult themed artwork section. A gallery that I am with is renting space, and they allowed the building owner to decide if my work was appropriate. This painting was my appreciation of women.  Not in any way I thought offensive, No one in the painting was in anything but an artistic pose. Gee I wonder if my painting To be... has a chance in hell of being seen by the public. Same gallery. They say that they will take care of it. We'll see, as for the website group, I deleted all my photos and told the group owner where to go! Nuff said. I did have the pleasure of meeting Reina -76 in person and going to see her show close at The Meatlocker. Her work is pretty cool. I also ran into PEEK, a photographer named Mike Fitzegerald again this weekend and checked up with Luke Yocum. I like catching up with my new buds. Mybe I will get my own show someday too. By for now. Wade

Hi,   All I've got to say is wow!  I really had a great time on March 1,2008 at the show. It really was a good time with lot's of people and fun. Man, I never thought that I would still have fun chasing balloons around , but dammit, I did. Okay so you think I am nuts, but no we had a legit reason. We were drawing on them and calling them an Art object. Really it was just a great way to get a bunch of 20 - 50 somethings to play like little kids. I would still like to know who the lady with the fur coat and russian hat was. Never did get the chance to talk to her. I met lots of people, photographers, schoolteachers, art admirers, and other artists. I had the good fortune of meeting Luke Yocum, otherwise known as the Amish Neo. A neo-imprssionist artist who is taking New York by storm. Heck he just lectured at Penn State the day before. Jonas Hair had just exposed me to a sample of the man's work earlier that evening. You can tell alot about a man when he's lit. Great guy. I also met a very playfull photographer named Mike Fitzgerald out of New York, good guy. I had a long talk with a local phtographer who works for the stae at his day job as a clerk. He did an exquisit picture of the bottom of a vase. reminded you of a black and white colidescope.Cool. But most of all I had fun with nmy wife at the show. She is not an art officianato, but I am working on changeing her mind. Wade