Not much has been happening lately. Not anything that is newsworthy, anyway. Only everyday tasks like the never-ending war with the ever-multiplying horde of flies, dealing with the heat of summer, dishes and laundry to wash, those types of things.
Worked with Dad selling wireless internet over the weekend, it was all right. We talked to about ten or so people in two days, some of whom seemed to be seriously interested.
The NBA Finals were a little tough to watch. Basketball may be a collision sport, but there's no tackling allowed. However, if it's possible that's it fixed, which seems like it perhaps might be, then it's overlooked, so long as the offenders are from Miami. I really dislike LeBron James and Co., just sayin'.
The Stanley Cup Final has been terrific so far. Chicago's fast, fluid style, with its emphasis on clean passing, is great to watch, just as Boston's bashing of their opponents exemplifies the Eastern Conference's way of playing. Makes a good contrast. And a lot of overtimes.
There was a get-together kind of deal at the Fergusons' on Friday night, I think it was the first time I'd been to their house since the CVS Scotch-Tape Incident. Not sure on that, but maybe. Anyway, it went pretty well, about fifty people showed up, the younger kids wound up soaking each other in a gigantic water-fight. Talked with Dylan about sports, his dad Derek and Steven got to reminiscing about their college experiences. I'm thankful I know godly men like them, John Dugas or Mr. Gundersen. Good to talk with, all of them, able to give wise advice or a different perspective that I hadn't thought of.
Been tagging along as a "visitor", in a way, to the Wednesday night youth group Bible-study sessions, the Coxes seem to enjoy that, and Courtney keeps pestering me into it. And Josh and Dylan feel kind of out-of-place, with the core of the group being middle-school girls now. And it's good to soak up as much good teaching as I can before heading back to Tahlequah, right?
School starts in two months; I'll be taking fifteen hours, in Publication Editing, Intro to Psychology, Intro to Literature, Latin I and Basic Nutrition. Not sure how that will go, but we'll see.
Finally thought of a name for my mandolin: Summertime. (It only took more than a year...) Playing Abby Lee as well, and my still-nameless electric guitar.
Camp plans are being finalized, the last registration forms are coming in,, and details being wrapped up. I'll be a counselor this year; whatever adventures and lessons the Lord will use for me to learn or teach are yet to be discovered. It'll be different, but in some ways the same as last year, I think.
That's about it for now. Maybe something interesting will have happened by the next time I write.
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Friday, June 7, 2013
Sniffing Around the Place
(This is a column written by Sunny Beagle and Copper Caynine, a weekly highlight of local news in the fictional Fenceville Weekly Times.)
"It's summertime again! (It's way too hot to do anything.)
"Courtney got back from her camp last week, she seemed to have a really good time. Shot a bunch of people with water guns, and climbed a tall power tree. (C says this should be "electric pole". I'm not sure.)
"Dad's been working a lot lately.
"Cherry Kitten moved across town a few weeks ago, he seems to be settling in well.
"A bunch of meat chickens will be slaughtered soon, I'm hoping I can help. The egg-laying chicken who got attacked last week is on the mend.
"Merriment Alpine and Sarsaparilla and Little Ann Nubian had their pen scooted over to include fresh weeds to munch on, the people are busy taking lots of pictures of them. Skeet doesn't like them very much.
"Dad and Caleb have been mowing often, the area around the backyard is very well-cut.
"Ticks are HORRIBLE this year. They are NO FUN. At all. And inside, there's an infestation of flies, everyone is complaining about them.
"Wesley's been trying to teach everybody else how to play baseball, Trevor has been hitting the ball well. Reminds me of when we were little and he'd play ball in the backyard with Katie while Mr. Rae would watch and us Dog Club would bark encouragement.
"Everybody's been very busy recently. It can get kinda lonely, guarding the house without anybody to talk to. They went to Westville Tuesday, I think they had a good visit.
"Wesley has about two months left before he has to go back to that College place. He doesn't like it much. Hope he can get good and rested before then.
"Buttercup Alpine is kinda lost without Inigo around, sort of feel sorry for her. The big goats pick on her too much.
"Frolic Alpine is as jumpy and friendly as ever, exploring every little inch of The Place. The people and cats say her milk is very good, and I(Copper) agree.
"Mom's garden is growing really well, and she's started an inside garden for such funny-sounding stuff as bacteria, kabucha and sourdough.
"It would be Eclipse's birthday next Wednesday, doesn't seem like that long ago that she was born. That Ronald Reagan man had just died, his funeral was all over TV, he seemed like a good person. Must have been pretty important, too. Anyway, it was scary; and Wesley was freaking out too, which didn't help much. She wasn't too smart, but she was sweet, and a good babysitter.
"I don't really understand basketball all that well, but Sunny says the NBA Finals are going on right now, she wants the Spurs(whoever they are) to beat the Heat(who are supposed to be something between dogcatchers and Monstars). The Spurs won last night, I think, Wesley was amazed by this spectacular play late in the game.
"The barn is supposed to be cleaned out today, I think I'll check how that's going, then take a nap. Have a good week, everybody!"
"It's summertime again! (It's way too hot to do anything.)
"Courtney got back from her camp last week, she seemed to have a really good time. Shot a bunch of people with water guns, and climbed a tall power tree. (C says this should be "electric pole". I'm not sure.)
"Dad's been working a lot lately.
"Cherry Kitten moved across town a few weeks ago, he seems to be settling in well.
"A bunch of meat chickens will be slaughtered soon, I'm hoping I can help. The egg-laying chicken who got attacked last week is on the mend.
"Merriment Alpine and Sarsaparilla and Little Ann Nubian had their pen scooted over to include fresh weeds to munch on, the people are busy taking lots of pictures of them. Skeet doesn't like them very much.
"Dad and Caleb have been mowing often, the area around the backyard is very well-cut.
"Ticks are HORRIBLE this year. They are NO FUN. At all. And inside, there's an infestation of flies, everyone is complaining about them.
"Wesley's been trying to teach everybody else how to play baseball, Trevor has been hitting the ball well. Reminds me of when we were little and he'd play ball in the backyard with Katie while Mr. Rae would watch and us Dog Club would bark encouragement.
"Everybody's been very busy recently. It can get kinda lonely, guarding the house without anybody to talk to. They went to Westville Tuesday, I think they had a good visit.
"Wesley has about two months left before he has to go back to that College place. He doesn't like it much. Hope he can get good and rested before then.
"Buttercup Alpine is kinda lost without Inigo around, sort of feel sorry for her. The big goats pick on her too much.
"Frolic Alpine is as jumpy and friendly as ever, exploring every little inch of The Place. The people and cats say her milk is very good, and I(Copper) agree.
"Mom's garden is growing really well, and she's started an inside garden for such funny-sounding stuff as bacteria, kabucha and sourdough.
"It would be Eclipse's birthday next Wednesday, doesn't seem like that long ago that she was born. That Ronald Reagan man had just died, his funeral was all over TV, he seemed like a good person. Must have been pretty important, too. Anyway, it was scary; and Wesley was freaking out too, which didn't help much. She wasn't too smart, but she was sweet, and a good babysitter.
"I don't really understand basketball all that well, but Sunny says the NBA Finals are going on right now, she wants the Spurs(whoever they are) to beat the Heat(who are supposed to be something between dogcatchers and Monstars). The Spurs won last night, I think, Wesley was amazed by this spectacular play late in the game.
"The barn is supposed to be cleaned out today, I think I'll check how that's going, then take a nap. Have a good week, everybody!"
Monday, June 3, 2013
So This Is 20...
It's almost summertime. And just past my birthday. Since I'm done with my online class now, I've had some time to plot out how this post ought to be written, just haven't quite had time to start typing it yet.
I've just felt kind of restless lately, not sure why. The dictionary defines it as "unable to rest or sleep; or uneasy." That kinda fits. I've actually been able to sleep some, which is good, but it hasn't been all that restful. And I've just been dragging throughout the day... Besides that, just somehow unsettled. I don't really belong here at the house with everybody any longer...drop in for visits, yes, but living here, not so much. My job(as student) is in Tahlequah, and I don't really belong there, either; but it's where I'm set for the next couple years, looks like. And I don't really enjoy it at all, but...again, it's where God has placed me for the time being, so I figure I ought to attack it and do as best I can. (See Colossians 3:22-24.)
It's been great to have the animals nearby. Three little doeling(female baby goats) to bottle-feed and play with, Frolic to milk, the dogs, cats, even chickens can sometimes be entertaining. REAL FOOD, especially fresh goat milk. It takes a while to get used to, but it's really good. And extremely healthy. Kabucha is, too, though not as tasty. (That's basically fermented tea.)
The wonderful fellowship of being involved with GBC weekly again, it's fantastic. Lots of good teaching, as always; but especially-good sermons from Hebrews 10 and 11 in particular.
Been wanting to write stuff recently, but just can't, quite. I'm not sure why. So I've finally had time to just read for the first time in forever, to actually learn. Discovered three more books in Brock and Bodie Thoene's "Zion Covenant" series that I didn't know existed, so I spent the weekend deep in WWII-era Europe.
They are such skilled writers, it's terrifying in how important what they did is. Not just because they are intense books, with a world as real as the one we live in now; but because these things actually happened, and they most likely will again at some point in the near future. And when it does, will we have the courage to stand up for the right things? What will our actions say about us? And though the sword might be ruling the day, the most vitally important weapon will still be the pen. Because it brings images and ideas to life, and those can never be completely killed. The truth will need to be spoken. And it can only be taught to those needing to hear by telling accurately what the tale was like.
And besides, I just love history.
There are some things that you know are sort of true, but you just don't want to admit that they might not be as fictional as you'd like. For example, well-meaning relatives asking that second of most-annoying-questions-of-all-time(just behind "Where are you going to/What are you going to do after college?"): "So why don't you have/When are you going to find a girlfriend?" Well....I don't know. Getting harder to laugh it off, too... I guess I've sort of realized that dogs aren't quite everything. Think I've gotten the knowledge out of what was before, enough so to make a bunch of new mistakes. When it's time, it'll happen. So I've just kind of been praying that I will become the sort of man able to handle well whatever God decides to throw at me, whatever that might be.
Done with that summer class in Film Appreciation now, really enjoyed about half the movies I had to watch, wasn't expecting that. But it's been about a week, and it feels like time to get started on something new. So I've just been trying to industriously clean everything I can see that I know what to do with. That isn't much, though. But the floor always needs sweeping and trash needs to be hauled up the driveway, so those are some useful things. And Amy often needs to be babysat, that can certainly be an adventure.
Might attend the Youth Tour reunion in July, I need to check on the registration on that...found out Tauri will be coming to NSU this fall, that's cool. Courtney's hoping I'll be chosen as a counselor for camp this year. Hard to believe it's already June.
I've just felt kind of restless lately, not sure why. The dictionary defines it as "unable to rest or sleep; or uneasy." That kinda fits. I've actually been able to sleep some, which is good, but it hasn't been all that restful. And I've just been dragging throughout the day... Besides that, just somehow unsettled. I don't really belong here at the house with everybody any longer...drop in for visits, yes, but living here, not so much. My job(as student) is in Tahlequah, and I don't really belong there, either; but it's where I'm set for the next couple years, looks like. And I don't really enjoy it at all, but...again, it's where God has placed me for the time being, so I figure I ought to attack it and do as best I can. (See Colossians 3:22-24.)
It's been great to have the animals nearby. Three little doeling(female baby goats) to bottle-feed and play with, Frolic to milk, the dogs, cats, even chickens can sometimes be entertaining. REAL FOOD, especially fresh goat milk. It takes a while to get used to, but it's really good. And extremely healthy. Kabucha is, too, though not as tasty. (That's basically fermented tea.)
The wonderful fellowship of being involved with GBC weekly again, it's fantastic. Lots of good teaching, as always; but especially-good sermons from Hebrews 10 and 11 in particular.
Been wanting to write stuff recently, but just can't, quite. I'm not sure why. So I've finally had time to just read for the first time in forever, to actually learn. Discovered three more books in Brock and Bodie Thoene's "Zion Covenant" series that I didn't know existed, so I spent the weekend deep in WWII-era Europe.
They are such skilled writers, it's terrifying in how important what they did is. Not just because they are intense books, with a world as real as the one we live in now; but because these things actually happened, and they most likely will again at some point in the near future. And when it does, will we have the courage to stand up for the right things? What will our actions say about us? And though the sword might be ruling the day, the most vitally important weapon will still be the pen. Because it brings images and ideas to life, and those can never be completely killed. The truth will need to be spoken. And it can only be taught to those needing to hear by telling accurately what the tale was like.
And besides, I just love history.
There are some things that you know are sort of true, but you just don't want to admit that they might not be as fictional as you'd like. For example, well-meaning relatives asking that second of most-annoying-questions-of-all-time(just behind "Where are you going to/What are you going to do after college?"): "So why don't you have/When are you going to find a girlfriend?" Well....I don't know. Getting harder to laugh it off, too... I guess I've sort of realized that dogs aren't quite everything. Think I've gotten the knowledge out of what was before, enough so to make a bunch of new mistakes. When it's time, it'll happen. So I've just kind of been praying that I will become the sort of man able to handle well whatever God decides to throw at me, whatever that might be.
Done with that summer class in Film Appreciation now, really enjoyed about half the movies I had to watch, wasn't expecting that. But it's been about a week, and it feels like time to get started on something new. So I've just been trying to industriously clean everything I can see that I know what to do with. That isn't much, though. But the floor always needs sweeping and trash needs to be hauled up the driveway, so those are some useful things. And Amy often needs to be babysat, that can certainly be an adventure.
Might attend the Youth Tour reunion in July, I need to check on the registration on that...found out Tauri will be coming to NSU this fall, that's cool. Courtney's hoping I'll be chosen as a counselor for camp this year. Hard to believe it's already June.
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