Wednesday, December 8, 2010
A week went by. No call. Ten days passed. No call. I figured they would have called me by then if they intended to even interview me. So I simply have given up on that.
But I really need a job still. I have a good amount of free time, plus I could really use the extra income. Actually, I straight up need more income.
So last night at a Bible Study I was at, they asked for prayer requests. I simply said that I need God to provide a job for me. So my highly respectable man of God prayed for me.
Lo and behold, I received a phone call from CostCo! I have an interview Friday. Now, I know I don't have the job, I still need to pass the interview/impress me session.
At the Bible Study we talked about what the deal is with 'hope.' The simplest, main thing I got out of it is that hope is a joyful expectancy, an assurance of what is to come. I am confident this is an answer to my prayer, and I hope that I get this job.
But there is a slight down side. Just today I had become comfortable and excited about having a month off for Christmas. And if I get the job I will probably have to work. Sad face.
But praise God for answering my prayer so quickly! What an awesome God.
Monday, October 18, 2010
That man is me, Tony Nelson. It's true. I went to Memphis, Tennessee to visit my friend/superhero, Super Suave. I rode a megabus down there. The megabus itself wasn't bad, but the 10 hour ride wasn't too pleasurable. The one down there left Chicago at 10:15 PM. The returning bus left Memphis at 11:15 PM.
However, everything else about the trip was just dandy. I really didn't see anything special about the city itself, except for the fact that there was a pyramid and a prominent police presence. But just being there with Super Suave was fun. I had a good time. Here's some of the stuff we did:
- Ate BBQ nachos
- Skipped rocks along the Mississippi River
- Walked along a 5 block long replica of the Mississippi River in a seemingly deserted park-like place on Mudd Island
- Went to Hope church, which has it's own recording studio (which I got a nice tour of), and a sanctuary that fits like 5,000 (and I got to see their video control room)
- Spent 2 hours at Guitar Center
- Went on an adventurous hike in a park, ended up on private property checking out abandoned farming vehicles, and getting about a billion of those seeds that stick to your clothes stuck on my shirt.
- Went to Texas Roadhouse and stuffed myself (right before getting on the return 10 hour bus ride... not smart)
- Ate pizza while sitting on a fence
- Watched Law Abiding Citizen
- Got semi-lost looking for a disc golf course
- Went disc golfing on a dusty course
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Every year I lose the battle miserably.
Procrastination is completely inevitable for me.
Homework always ends up being done a few minutes before its due. It ends up being finished halfway or skimmed through. It ends up being late. Or it ends up not being done at all.
But for some reason, which I can't explain, as of this moment I have done all my homework. I do not owe any work for any class. I am not behind. Everything has been read and done.
So maybe this is this year where I gain an upper hand. Maybe this is the year where I let procrastination rule me no more. This is the year I rule the air.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Class List: Pentateuch, Life of Christ, Elementary Greek, Pauline Epistles
Book List: Handbook on Pentateuch (Hamilton), Basics of Biblical Greek: Grammar (Mounce), basics of Biblical Greek Workbook (Mounce), Jesus the Messiah (Stein), Jesus I Never Knew (Yancey), Writings of New Testament (Johnson), Paul's Letter Collection (Trobish), Paul (Wright), In Praise of the Inexpressible: Paul's (Paillard).
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
In the Old Testament, people go astray when they forget. The simple truth is I forget too. I forget all the time. Everyday.
Right now after reading God's words to me, I feel loved by Him, I feel love for Him. Right now I want to serve and worship him. But in 30 minutes when I forget about God's heart for me, then I will not want to serve Him.
I don't want that to happen. I pray that I remember God.
Monday, July 5, 2010
It's definitely been weird being at home without Jeremy, Jesse, or my Dad. But now Jesse's back home, so that should spice things up a bit.
This summer I had a few things I wanted to do, and some things I have done, some things I haven't done so well at so far:
- Spend time with Faith
- Go to Six Flags
- Go to SBR
- Start a Bible study with my family.
- Do my email bible study
- Clean and organize garage and basement
- Do a personal computer tutor for Greek
- Pay off my credit cards
- Lose a bit of weight
- Repair some things around the house.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
You see, I have no problem following rules that make sense to me. It's when there's rules that I don't understand or I think are dumb that I don't follow. For instance, it makes sense that not speeding is a good rule to follow because you are endangering other people (I don't always follow the rule, but I think it's a rule that should be enforced). It's a good rule not to drink bleach...because it will kill you. It's a good rule to clean your bathroom every week... because it gets frickin nasty if you don't. It's simple. I follow rules that I get.
Maybe not all people agree with my logic about which rules are right, but I think the idea behind it is true for most people: follow rules that make sense.
For years I've wondered why I repeatedly fail at reading my bible and having a real prayer life. I'm beginning to think those are rules that don't make sense to me. After all, my life is pretty easy most of the time. Pretty stressless. Why do I need Jesus when my life is going fine, or when I am completely capable of handling the problems in my life? Why do I need to read the bible or pray? Why do I need Jesus now?
who gave himself for our sins to rescue us from the present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father
Romans 12:2; 2 Corinthians 4:4; Galatians 2:20
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
What is the purpose of holidays? A holiday is to remember an event, right? To remember and celebrate?
Well, today is Easter. The holiday to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ. There’s nothing better to celebrate, except for maybe the birth of Christ, which is just as important. But today, outside of church this morning, nothing was said about Jesus. At least nothing that I heard. The focus was on the Easter ham. We didn’t even pray before we ate today. We may celebrate on this day… but we certainly didn’t celebrate Easter.
Jesus simply wasn’t part of Easter this year.
Being with family during holiday’s isn’t wrong. Pigging out during holidays isn’t wrong. But when you don’t celebrate with Jesus, it’s meaningless I think.
So what did you celebrate this Easter?
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
(This doesn't mean I want you to ask for me, either.)
The main idea of that book is that God is constantly with us, and it was Brother Lawrence's goal to always be aware of God's presence in his life. Strangely enough, lately I have been becoming more aware of God's presence in my life. But it's not enough. I want it more. I find myself getting more and more excited about being in love with God (when in the past, that sounded like such a weird, slightly gross thing). I find myself wanting more and more to read God's word, and other people's words about God. Anything to help me get closer to Him, and anything to help me become more like the man I should be.
It's exciting to me.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
- Visit New Zealand
- Participate in a demolition derby
- Visit every theme park in the U.S.
- Race in a car
- Mountain bike in a mountain all day
- Go to Egypt and Jerusalem
- Swim in a pool filled with something besides water (like spaghetti or syrup)
- Be in a major motion picture
- Go on a cruise
- Go into outer space
- Smash an expensive guitar
Saturday, March 20, 2010
After disc golf, we went to CiCi's pizza buffet for a special price of only three dollars and ninety nine cents! Dude, it was freakin delicious! I love CiCi's! There cinnamon rolls are just to die for.
Then we went back to craig's apt, then to best buy, and back to craig's. And we watched "The Life of David Gale." Pretty good moooooovie. I give it an A!
Now today... its snowing? I'm staying at Trinity. I don't know what I'm going to do today besides watch 24. Adam said he was coming, I expected him around 1 or 2 and now he says it will be after 5. What the heck Adam.
Monday, March 15, 2010
I'm getting ahead of myself though. Let's go back to before I went to Iowa. Monday I spent the entire day cleaning and organizing some stuff in my house. Tuesday I spent the whole day watching TV. Although, it may have happened the other way around. Maybe I watched TV Monday and cleaned Tuesday. I don't remember. But that's typically how my days look when I go home from school.
I finna fo fake a fap. (that translates into "I'm going to go take a nap")
Anthony Nelson logged off at 12:05 P.M.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Now if I could just decide about this summer...
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
So I've got a problem. About a month ago I was thinking about whether to stay home this summer or work at camp. About two weeks ago I decided to stay home. I was still willing to work at camp, but God would have to give a pretty big sign to show me that way. Today I was told that camp could really use me in the tech department. Like they really needed me. (Not because I'm super cool or amazing, but just because I know how to do the job and I'm capable of doing it properly). I'm really torn because on one hand, there's thousands of kids and families that I could be serving and ministering to this summer. But on the other hand... I want to be able to spend the summer with my family (especially Faith), and Adam, and get a money making job. Can you interpret the spider's sticks for me?
Monday, February 15, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Here's a picture that I made of Heratio the Fox. He's camel sized.
One day, day one of month one of year one, a sly, a cunning fox named Heratio was there. Where was he? Well, he was there. This "there" happens to be next to that "there" and in between "this" and "that," as you might say, possibly. So he was in Rome. Rome, WI to be precisely precise with precisionally precision. He had finished eating his fox food that he was eating, if you must recall from The Fox, Heratio: Season One Episode Four Section A Subsection I Subsubsection α.
He wanted to experience something that's experiential, so he decided to try base jumping. But he was a fox, and they didn't have parachute packs that fit foxes, especially camel sized foxes like Heratio was, so Heratio decided to make his own parachute. He made four ropes out of fox hair, for this was the only available item that Heratio could use. Heratio didn't think of making ropes out of anything else because he got the Zackly disease. It's where you're mouth smells Zackly like your butt. Anywhoville, he tooketh the rope that he so fasioned out of his own fox hair, and he tied it to the four corners of The Earth. Heratio had taken the sheet from his bed and named it "The Earth" so Heratio didn't really tie his sheet to the earth, but rather to his sheet, which was named "The Earth." But he pronounced it like Calypso from Pirates of the Carribean does, so it sounded more like "De Ert." Then he tooketh said home-made parachute and jumped off of a cliff. His parachute failed.
Luckily, Spiderman happened to be dilly dallying around near this cliff, and sawr what trouble had become of Heratio. Spiderman and Heratio were actually pretty good buds. They even gave nicknames for each other. Spiderman was named "String Flinging Fairy" while Heratio was named "Clement." String Flinging Fairy swept Clement out from the sky, saving him from his most certain death. Clement said "thanks" and Spiderman left.
Heratio was mad that his parachute didn't work, and he thought it was the fault of the cliff. It was the fault of the cliff because it was angled the wrong way and made wind flow incorrectly, which cause the parachute to fly unproperly and fail. So Heratio cast the mountain into the sea. He did this by using the Force to send a Jupiter sized meteor to the mountains, and that crumbled the mountains to pieces, and then there was a rockslide that proceeded to the sea. So the mountain became one with the sea.
Then, a peacock happened to walk by, and Heratio had never seen a peacock before, so he ripped off the peacocks head and made a pleasant feathery like coat for himself to wear (for he lost all of his fox fur to the rope for the parachute) and ate the peacock's body for nourishment cause he had expended all his energy on taking care of them darn tootin mountains, yeah, bru? And the peacock was no more. Turns out though, that the peacock had the swine flu, cuz the peacock drank water from the same stream as little miss piggy. Fart. So Heratio got sick, and was near death.
Will Heratio get over the swine flu? Will Heratio ever eat a peacock again? Should you make your own parachute and base jump with it to prove that Heratio is just incompetent? No. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a toostie pop? The world may never know. Because Heratio knows, but he might die, but he can't tell anyone right now because he's got a breathing tube down his fox throat. So he couldn't talk.
Next episode we'll find out what happens to the fox. Or we might just continue the story like this episode never happened. Because a day with Heratio the Fox is like a day with no steak: meaningless utterings.
Until next time, meet single koala bears in your zip code.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
I've been reading through a few books lately. Just finished reading through two of Donald Miller's books. Currently reading "Do Hard Things" and "I became a christian and all I got was this lousy t-shirt." I'm just being challenged to change. In "Do Hard Things" there was this idea that many people have become complacent in their lives, wanting to just do the bare minimum and get by comfortably. That's like the story of my life! In the lousy T-shirt book (I'm only like 3 chapters in), its challenging me to think more about following Jesus than just supporting his cause by wearing a 5 dollar T-shirt I bought. The combination of all of these books (plus reading a lot of scripture lately) has just caused me to become aware of my apathy. I want to live a life that can be turned into a great story. A story about a guy who decided to follow Jesus and experience life on the edge, full of excitement, adventure, dangers, failure and success.
Too bad I'm already in college. It's too late for me now.
It always seems like when I look at Jon's blog that he's always talking about how it's "kicking his butt." It really does kick my butt. When I am typing up application stuff... geez. It's so convicting doing all this study and getting solid applications. How can you teach something you haven't already experienced? How can you tell somebody to do the hard thing and apply what you've learned when you haven't done it.
My whole life I've made it normal to not apply what I've "learned." It's going to be interesting to see how things work out now. If I continue to not apply, what happens? I burn out? I really do need to start applying. I need to do the hard thing.
- Not blasphemy: getting angry and having a cuss fest with the Holy Spirit. Having thoughts or doubts.
- Blasphemy is: actively and willfully denying the work of the Spirit. Rejecting the truth of the Spirit. Crediting the work of the Holy Spirit to Satan.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Some ask “Why is Heratio so violent?” But he’s not.
Heratio the Fox went for a quick fly around the forest and Heratio the Crow said “This new forest is beautiful.” And Heratio the Fox agreed. Except the crow said it in Dutch-land speak. So Heratio disagreed with that. So the crow was immediately killed by death by a wood chipper. But the crows skull was too thick to go through, so he didn’t die all the way. But he had no heart, because that was chopped up, so he died pretty quickly thereafter.
A sasquatch heard the girlish cries from the crows harrible incident with the wood chipper and came a running to the rescue like a knight in shining armour, but he was a sasquatch so he wore his hairy body instead of the armour for two reasons: firstly because his hair was really thick and was impenetrable and secondly because there were no stores nearby that sold shining armour and thirdly because sasquatch don’t have money and he wouldn’t be able to afford to buy anything, let alone expensive armour. The sasquatch was too late anyway and the crow died already, because sasquatchi (sas-kwaut-chie… plural for sasquatch) are big, fat, and run slow. Heratio the Fox chuckled an evil laugh. For he was sinister.
Heratio was a Fox and he was hungry, so he ate some fox food. I don’t know what foxes eat though.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Yeah, I really do mean annoyance. That phrase has been popping up in my mind multiple times a day, and so far I haven’t given in. I haven’t done anything hard. But it’s starting to get harder to resist. In all actuality, some things that I thought were hard before aren’t really turning out to look so hard.
For instance, I’m really bothered when I see somebody eating lunch in the dining hall alone. Maybe it’s because I know what it’s like to be lonely, it feels terrible, and I don’t really want other people to have to experience it. Every single time I eat here, I find somebody who’s eating alone. Not because I’m looking for them, my eyes just wander and they pop up. “Do hard things” comes to mind. Crap. Now I either have to do something that scares me (yes, I’m scared to go up to a random stranger and strike up a conversation), or I have to live with the guilt of being a pansy.
Like I said, so far I’ve been able to resist doing the hard things. I need prayer and encouragement to do hard things, though. It’s tough doing hard things—heck, it’s tough doing easy things (when you’re as lazy as me). I’m ready to join the rebelution, though.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
There once was a sly fox. This sly fox was cunning and dashingly good looking, eh? It has been one week since the bus incident, and Heratio got board. Like literally, he got a board. Of wood. From the forest that he burnt down, but some planks were left over that he rememberd he could use for certain things.
PAUSE! Please pardon the interruption, but some slight clarifications are needed to be made. Please note the fact that Heratio's name is not pronounced "her-aye-shyo" like you probably thought. His name is pronounced "her-ASH-yo" with the emphasis on the "ASH."
So Heratio was lumbering with his planks that he found. He thought the wood smelt good, so he thinked to himself that they might be-est pleasuring to eat, or rather, consume (but not consummate, just consume). So he took a small whale-sized bit of the plank that was near-most to himself, and he began to chew it. He got a sliver inbetween A tooth and his gums, and it hurt real bad, but he knew it would be worth it to chew through the pain, cuz it tasted so good. After that all was well, at least until be preceded to swollow, at which point he got this strange discomforted look upon his face, for he was choking and he threw it all up. It was mostly just wood, from the plank that he was eating, but there was a little bit of Buffalo Wild Wings mixed in, because he ate at there earlier today (for it was now about the 8th hour).
Speaking of Buffalo Wild Wings, now would be an optimal time to explain Heratio's (remember its pronounced her-ash-yo) terrible encounter with the ugly-betty waitress at Buffalo Wild Wings. So Heratio walked in to a Buffalo Wild Wings on the corner of 9th and 5th. You know where this is, yeah, bru, huh? And this was one of them Buffalo Wild Wings where foxes weren't allowed. At least, to say the least, Heratio was slightly engaged, or rather enraged. He was actually extremely enraged. He pulled out his Citizen's card proving once and for all that he was a citizen of the United States just as much as all the humans in there. So Betty, the waitress that was mentioned earlier (as the ugle-betty waitress, remember?), reluctantly gave him a table. Except he was a fox, and fox are tiny so he needed to be seated at a kiddy table. Turns out though, that it was a decoy fox, and the real Heratio the fox had walked in and demanded a regular-sized table. For Heratio was a camel-sized fox, if you can recall from "Heratio the Fox: Episode 2." Betty sighed and reluctantly gave him a table for three, for Heratio was having a guest in addition to his decoy fox. Heratio got 37 wings with no sauce. He ate every single one. All of them. Except he couldn't finish 2 of them, because he could tell they weren't Kosher.
So back to where Heratio had thrown up the wood. He decided that it may not be a good idea to eat wood again, probably. So he vowed to never eat wood that would certainly make him choke. But he might eat wood that wouldn't for sure make him choke.
That's it for now. So until next time, which will probably be soon, good bye.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Once upon a time there was a sly fox. The sly fox was also cunning and dashingly good looking. His name was Heratio. While living in the woods, like he normally did, he saw a cloud in the sky. He wondered what the cloud was made of, and he couldn't figure it out, so he got mad. Heratio got so mad that he burned the forest down with a fireball shotgun. He burned down the forest like a mad-man. Except he was a fox, so he was more like a mad fox. A mad fox named Heratio.
Then Heratio had a flashback to a time in the past where there was a wicked witch and knights who say "Ni" that he chopped up and ate and a guy named David and Shelby and the witch subdued Heratio, but only half way, so the witch decided to grant the sly fox a wish and he wished for cunning (before this, the fox was not cunning, and this is why the fox is cunning now) and he blew up David and Shelby with thirteen nukes and then Heratio regurgitated the knights and they were all happy.
Then Heratio was done with his flashback, only to find that a cross between a Kangaroo and a Moose (nicknamed KaMoose (kinda like caboose)) that pooped on his right hind leg. So he ninja'ed KaMoose to near death. But the Kangaroo Moose didn't die, but he was severely injured. every finger was chopped off, all of his limbs were broken, his heart ripped out and pureed, his liver was tickeled almost to death, and his spleen became it's own rational being and ate the neighboring appendix. The local Doctor was nearby strawberry hunting and antelope hunting and heard a Kangaroo/moose-like groan and came and put KaMoose on some machinery that kepted him alive. so KaMoose didn't die, but he was severely injured.
Running in, stage right, crying, Shelby walks in. We all thought Shelby died in the 13-nuclear-bomb attack, but she didn't. She was just severely injured and deformed. Because of the nuclear radiation, she grew 17 extra ears, all growing on the left side of her face, and the force of the bomb in combination with the radiation flung her legs backwards and they ended up next to her shoulders, so she walks kidna funny now. But there she was, and Heratio was shocked. Shelby didn't know that Heratio was the attacker in the nuclear attack, and she didn't know the doctor or KaMoose. Heratio didn't want her to find out and get upset, because he kind of had a crush on her now. But it was weird because Heratio was a fox and Shelby was a human. But she was severely disfigured, so Heratio thought maybe his fox-friends maybe wouldn't be able to tell she was a human.
Then Heratio got suspicious because the next day, Shelby got mad and started monologue-ing to herself in dutch. And Heratio couldn't stand the dutch (just like austin powers and his dad). So Heratio went to Reno, purchased a stolen bus, but he didn't know it was stolen, and he drove the bus back to the forest where Shelby had made a shelter out of the carcass of KaMoose (cuz he didn't make it through the night) and Heratio ran over Shelby, because he doesn't like dutch stuff.
So Heratio was a little upset, but he made himself a latte and it made him feel better. By the time he was done drinking it, he had forgotten about Shelby. But the latte was 87 gallons, so it took a while for him to drink it all. But Heratio's like an over-sized fox, like the size of a camel. So he actually drank it pretty fast. And he fell asleep because he felt like his stomach was about to rip open and all his guts and stomach were to fly out. Ne'er again shalt he drink an 87 gallon latte. Maybe an 87 gallon hot chocolate, but not a latte.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Today I was reminded, yet again, at what a complete failure I am. In my Teaching the Bible class, we had to give a teeny tiny presentation today. It was only supposed to be like a minute or two long. We had to share two sermon topics, and a verse or passage to support it, and briefly give a summary of the message. I thought to myself "Eh, no problem. I got this covered. Simple stuff." And I actually pretty much had it all planned out in my head. Then I stand in front of my class (which has only like 5 or 6 other students) and my mind goes psycho. I start talking, and I cannot control the words coming out of my mouth. They are not the words I intended, and they don't even really have anything to do with what I originally wanted to say. The whole time I'm speaking (seems like I was up for like an hour just babbling), my teacher has this just completely confused look on his face.
I don't know what my problem is. I guess I'm still afraid of standing up and speaking in front of people, even if it's half a dozen people. I'm tellin you... what I was going to say would have just been solid... but instead I just got up and crapped my pants and mindlessly babbled. Winging it is not my thing yet I suppose...
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Second... we had that lock-in jazz goin on. Pretty fun night. I think there were around fifteen guys there at one point. We played some Wii, Xbox, Settlers of Catan, some train board game, ate pizza and chips and twizzlers and drank pop. Some of the guys stayed up only till like 1, while others claimed to stay up all night. I went to bed at 4. I'm tired. But it was a blast. I enjoyed hangin with the guys and getting to know them better. May the force be with you.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
I will miss you, Regal Gobblet.
- Saturday I enjoyed watching Faith play (and win) two basketball games. Following the second game my body was blessed by Chubbies (perhaps the most delicious restaurant on the planet). I split a 12 inch deep dish pizza and a 1 lb bacon cheddar burger with Jesse. I gained at least 3 lbs from that meal.
- Sunday I went to OCB with the Gerlach's for breakfast, and then joined them at their church. Then Faith had another basketball game Sunday, which I believe she won. Sunday night I had yg. After yg the students decided they wanted to go to applebee's because they didnt' have school the next day. Man was it wicked having like 25 hyper high school students there. I'm sure the staff there hated us. We made sure to not tell them we were a church group, or which church we were from. I know they made a wicked tip, though. Probably around 60 or 80 bucks at least.
- Monday. In the morning Jeremy and I went to the Childers' house to pick up their leather sofa, for we planned to take it to school. It was a beast to carry. Then Jeremy and I joined just over a dozen people from BT to go skiing at Wilmot Mountain. We started skiing around 4:15 and went till about 10:30, with a break or two in there for food and stuff. Man was that a blast. I had such a great time. David hurt his shoulder, but other than that I don't think anybody in our group was injured. I did fall going off a jump, but I didn't get hurt. I want to go skiing again soon. I wish it wasn't so expensive. We got home around 1130 and Jeremy and I had to head down to school, because we had class the next morning. We got to school around 1am. We had the couch with us. We live on the third floor. Need I say more?
- Tuesday. I slept till I had class at 1050. Then after my two classes, I joined Craig, who was visiting Ben and Justin, who were on campus for a "summer camp fair" thing. Then I hung out with Justin and Ben for the rest of the day. They left around 8 or 9. It was great seeing them. Makes me wanna go up there to SBR really badly. Then after they were gone, Jeremy and I set out to bring the couch into our dorm, for it was still just sitting in our suite We figured out that the couch actually came apart. So we took it apart and brought it in our dorm. We couldn't just carry it in because there's hallways and doorways that just wouldn't allow us to bring the couch in as a whole. I know Jeremy and I did something else Tuesday, I just can't remember.
- Wednesday (yesterday, in case you didn't know that today is Thursday and so therefore wednesday would also be known as "yesterday"). Class, chapel (a stupid one... we had to fill out some survey that took like 30 minutes to do), lunch, work, shower, craigs, Jess's's soccer game (in a neighborhood ghetto enough that we had to get searched before they let us in), Alaina's for dinner, and back to school for some 24 on our new entertainment system (it's new to us). We got a 30"ish TV (old school), surround sound (thanks to craig), and a DVD player (thanks craig again).
Friday, January 15, 2010
I have a plan to memorize the book of Galatians, and I have two friends who are joining me. We are just going straight through verse by verse. We're on verse 5 right now. We've been giving ourselves 3 days to memorize the verse, but it just seems too easy. We're gonna bump it up to two days per verse. There's 145 verses in the book, so looks like we'll be finishing around November, unless we bump it up to a verse a day, which we may do sometime soon. I really love the book of Galatians.
Thats my good news. My bad news is that I also have a read-through-the-bible-in-a-year plan. That's not going well. Today I'm supposed to have up through Leviticus 7 in the OT and Matthew 27 finished. I'm at Genesis 27 and Matthew 7. I'm about a week behind.
Also, this semester I've got 4 bible classes and 1 music class. I really have no desire to take Gen Eds at all. I just want Bible classes. That's it. I don't want to pay freakin 900 bucks to take a math class or a science class. I just want de Bible. You know?
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Today I got a chance to watch the sunset from my room. This pic is from my camera phone, so that's why it's so crappy. But it looked amazing tonight. At one point I got this picture in my mind, it seemed unusually real. As I looked at the sun, off to the right I could see God's face, and extending out towards the Sun and Earth were his arms extending, holding them both up. Then He looked down at me, smiled, and thought "All these people running around, too busy to notice. But this one here, he's enjoying this beautiful sunset I painted today." It felt so unusually good to just stop and stand there and watch the sunset with no agenda. There was nothing I needed to do that moment but enjoy the beauty of the sunset.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
I had the honor of slappin de bass this Sunday for church. I really enjoy playing bass, but I'd love to be able to play guitar and drums here and there. Last time I lead worship with a guitar was last summer. I miss it. But this past Sunday was great. I don't remember which song it was, but I was just in the zone. The congregation just faded out, and I was just jammin. I loved it. It's great worshipping God.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Yesterday I had the honor of driving to Rachel's house, picking up Drew and Clair along the way. We had a big fire there, ate some delicious pizza (thanks, Rachel, you're a great cook), and hung out at Luke's for a while. It was quite enjoyable, being able to hang out with those guys. Always brings back memories of camp. The part that sucked: spending 50 bucks in gas (I had to drive our big van because Jeremy had my truck). I was not ready to spend that much money on gas, and it sure hit me hard. I've officially got $6 to get me through till this Friday. I'm low on gas right now (got around 50 miles left) and I have one trip to Grayslake and back here tonite, a trip to work at school tomorrow, and then a trip to move back in to school Tuesday. Convenient.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Just finished chapter three of Through Painted Deserts. I love this book and I hate it. Reading it just brings forth all these different emotions. This chapter tended to focus on what these two guys wanted in girls, in a wife. Bummed that I don't know of any girls interested in me. Excited to actually get married some day. I feel sorry... for the girl that ends up with me. You may not think so, (maybe you do...) but I'm one messed up guy. I feel grateful because I know God will find a girl who loves me regardless of my shortcomings. I feel jealous of Donald Miller and the guy he's on the road trip with, because I want to do what he's doing (in the book). And that's just the tip of the iceberg, the icing on the cake.
But drinking this Ruby Red Sierra Mist makes me feel all warm and tingly inside!
I got a ton of sweet drifting in from all the snow we got. I wouldn't complain at all if it snowed like that every day all winter.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
That's right. I went bowling again today. Pretty cheap again too. I wasn't doing that great, but somehow I beat my record and made a new one of 136. I know. I'm practically professional... or not. But I had fun again! Got to go with Jeremy, Jesse, Faith, and mi padre. We played like 7 games, got curly fries, pizza, and pop.
Also, got some sweet drifting in with Jesse. Probably going to go again later tonite with Adam. Gonna have a fire in the back yard tonite too. This is pretty much the best snow day ever!
I woke up this morning hoping for a foot of snow on the ground, but only finding like 3 or 4 inches. Major disappointment. I was going to head down to Trinity today to work, but both my parents think it would be foolish to do so, so even though I'd go, I'll take their advice and stay home. Anyways, I'd rather not crash my truck right now. I'm still happy we got more snow. Now there will definitely be enough to go sledding this weekend. Who's in?
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
5 Then the Lord took Abram outside and said to him, “Look up into the sky and count the stars if you can. That’s how many descendants you will have!”6 And Abram believed the Lord, and the Lord counted him as righteous because of his faith.
Gen 15:5-6 (NLT)
Abram believed the Lord. Abram was righteous because of his faith. But later, Abram goes out of God's will when he gets impatient. Abram believes. But he does his own thing anyways. What the heck? That's just jacked up. Jacked up that God still blessed Abram regardless of his actions. Jacked up that we do the same thing Abram did, and God still blesses us. How can God not get tired of blessing people who disrespect?
Last night I got a chance to go bowling with Adam, Jeremy, and some of Jeremy's friends. Including shoe rental and 4 games, it cost just over 4 bucks. What a deal. You can't really beat that. I had a great time too. I'm not the best at bowling. I got like 108 the first game, about 20 more the second game. Then after that I'm not sure. One game we put the bumpers up and the rule was you had to hit the bumper at least once, otherwise it counted as zero. It was pretty fun.
When we there, the aroma of the french fries from the grill were overwhelming. It was so hard to resist not buying them. They smelt (that's the new abbreviation for "smelled") so delicious. I resisted, while Jeremy's friends could not. I tried one, and they weren't good at all. I think Burger King fries are better than those (and Burger King ranks lowest on my french fry ratings). And is it just me, or is it like like an unwritten rule that you're supposed to be drinking something while you bowl (I don't mean alcohol, even though most people do). It just feels wrong bowling without something to drink. Like bowling is an energy sucking sport that dehydrates you after each time you throw the ball. They should just put drinking fountains right at the ball return so you can take a sip and bowl, and take another sip so you don't get dehydrated.
Anyways, after that Jeremy and I went over to Adam's house and watch a Christ Farley movie. Don't remember what it was called. It wasn't Tommy Boy, though. I've seen it before, and it was decently funny. But watching it last night made me realize how not funny David Spade is.
Eh. I tried. Just know that I'm excited for the snow. I am going to drift for hours. Get it?
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
I was just thinking about that and realized I've got such a crappy attitude about it. I'm participating in a big worship night. I should feel privileged and honored to be able to help. I get to give 6 hours of tomorrow to God. I'm lucky.