Month: July 2006

the O.C.

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That’s right I did the O.C. (or more like, Brock did the O.C.)
Episode…
1. The airport
2. The Mustang Convertable
3. The clogged toilet
4. Breakfast
5. Hitting the waves & riding into shore
6. The In & Out Burger
7. Go-karting (nothing like getting lapped)
8. The pool party
9. The (translated) Focus Fox concert
10. The ladies
11. Dinner at the meat bar
12. The tux mix-up
13. Bomberman 2 & NBA Jam TE
14. IBC Root Beer & Knit hats
15. The wedding
 
And there are so many more to fill 4 or 5 seasons, but we will leave those for another day.
 
What a week! I so needed this vacation. Nothing like being surrounded by great friends in a great location. Thanks to all who made it a great week (Josh, Christine, Caleb, Brock, Aaron, Shane, Cassie, Bethany & many more).
 
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hornets

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hornets are nasssssty.
 
I was mowing my law the other day, when I ran into my clothes line. All rattled and ticked a swarm of hornets came barrelling after me. [Oh, to be a neighbor peaking through a window.] I cartoon stepped accross the yard flalling my arms and screaming like a little girl. My glasses flew 20 feet west and my walkman flew 30 feet south. One stinkin hornet bit me in the ear and now it looks like I have a giant red frisbee hanging off the side of my face.
 
I’ll teach those stupid hornets. Any ideas?

 

the cow tongue vandals

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When I lived in West Virginia I attended church with a family named the Vandals. That has nothing to do with what I am going to talk about, but I thought it was interesting.

vandal–noun, Latin of Germanic origin 1: capitalized : a member of a Germanic people who lived in the area south of the Baltic Sea between the Vistula and the Oder rivers, overran Gaul, Spain, and northern Africa in the fourth and fifth centuries A.D., and in 455 sacked Rome. 2 : one who willfully or ignorantly destroys, damages, or defaces property belonging to another or to the public.

In good fun, on Saturday night I was hit with a double whammy. I didnt know until Sunday morning what had happened. Oh, the joys of being a youth director.

It was an ordinary Sunday. I woke up. Brushed the pearly whites. Changed the skibbies. Put on the Sunday best. Loaded into the car. Hit the garage door opener. THEN it happened…eeeeeerrrrt. I hit the brakes as I backed out of the garage. What? There was a PU toilet in the middle of my driveway. Imagine thinking how retarded it looks to have a dude in a suit carrying a toilet across his yard.

After I murmured to myself, “silly kids”. I walked into the house. Closed the garage and walked out the front door. What? A BIG slimmy cow tongue was on the door stoop. I picked up the purple-poris tongue and flung it into the dumpster later to rot and leave a gagging stench in my garage.

After I murmured to myself, “silly kids” I got into the car and headed 0.2 miles to the church. [That’s where I work.] I went inside to find out somebody had a party in my office, but didnt invite me. They left lots of yummy snacks and creative greetings, but no one was in sight. I sat in my balloon covered seat and sighed, thinking to myself, “I love my job.”

Thanks to all who vandalized my home and office. You guys are great. You can take your toilet back now!

night at PU

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Cool night. About 15 peeps from our FUEL and Cornerstone group traveled over to Purdue University tonight to attend the final evening ralley of the EFCA Challenge ’06. This is an every-other-year youth conference put on by the EV-Free church. 6,000 stoked high schoolers were there. We were surrounded by fired up teens, participated in amazing worship, and listened to a practical piece of Gods Word.
 
After the shindig we went to Bdubs for some chicken wraps and electronic Texas Holdem. Guess who was sitting at the table next to us? Chris Tomlin and the crew. It was neat having the opportunity to meet these fine men. I will never wash my hands again. Okay, so I already have used Purel!?
 
I was challenged by the speaker tonight too. He talked about using your spiritual gifts or ‘do what God has called you to do’. He stated that if we gripe about who we are or compare ourselves to others, we essentially are telling God He didnt create me good enough. When we think we are belittling ourselves we are really belittling God.

 

my Sabbath

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These past 3 weeks have been exhausting. I am not complaining. These 3 weeks of ministry have encouraged and challenged my faith. Yet I am ready for a rest. This week I look forward to spending some quality time with our church family. Tomorrow is my Sabbath.
 
I like this story, which shows the need for periodically taking a rest from the busyness of life and ministry…
 
One man challenged another to an all-day wood chopping contest.
 
The challenger worked very hard, stopping only for a brief lunch break. The other man had a leisurely lunch and took several breaks during the day. At the end of the day, the challenger was surprised and annoyed to find that the other fellow had chopped substantially more wood than he had.
 
“I dont get it,” he said. “Every time I checked, you were taking a rest, yet you chopped more wood than I did.”
 
“But you didnt notice,” said the winning woodsman, “that I was sharpening my ax when I sat down to rest.”
 
Adoniram Judson said, “A life once spent is irrevocable. It will remain to be contemplated through eternity.?The same may be said of each day. When it is once past, it is gone forever. All the marks which we put upon it, it will exhibit forever.?Each day will not only be a witness of our conduct, but will affect our everlasting destiny.?How shall we then wish to see each day marked with usefulness?! It is too late to mend the days that are past.
 
The future is in our power. Let us, then, each morning, resolve to send the day into eternity in such a garb as we shall wish it to wear forever. And at night let us reflect that one more day is irrevocably gone, indelibly marked.”

If I had to do it all over again, Id be too tired.