disciple, husband, father, college minister
Paula has just informed me that we have completely paid for Dana, and she can no longer be repossessed by the hospital.
She’s entirely our problem now.
Incidentally, she got mad at me the other day and began waving “bye-bye” at me to get me to go away. That was pretty cute.
At the end of College Winter Retreat I was told by a student preparing to drive back to Arizona that I sound like Ron Luce… “only smarter.”
I had never heard of Mr. Luce prior to this statement and don’t know what to think about it. Questions loom in my mind:
If anyone knows us both and has a framework for comparison, could you please comment? I’m intrigued.
Some All of our Christmas pictures of Dana are up (the ones from my Dad’s camera). We’ll upload some more pictures later today from our own camera.
Dana really seemed to enjoy her first Christmas. She didn’t understand anything, of course, but she does actually enjoy playing with her gifts quite a bit.
I personally thought it was silly to buy her toys on the theory that she’d be just as happy with the boxes and wrapping paper. Turns out I was very much mistaken, and I’m quite glad to be. Watching her play is FUN.
It’s Christmas Eve and I’m off to bed, so have a merry Christmas. The well-known words of Isaac Watts express my sentiments best:
Joy to the world! the Lord is come:
let earth receive her King;
let every heart prepare him room,
and heaven and nature sing,
and heaven and nature sing,
and heaven, and heaven and nature sing.Joy to the world! the Savior reigns;
let us our songs employ,
while fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
repeat the sounding joy,
repeat the sounding joy,
repeat, repeat the sounding joy.No more let sins and sorrows grow,
nor thorns infest the ground;
he comes to make his blessings flow
far as the curse is found,
far as the curse is found,
far as, far as the curse is found.He rules the world with truth and grace,
and makes the nations prove
the glories of his righteousness,
and wonders of his love,
and wonders of his love,
and wonders, wonders of his love.
Now I’m off to have visions of sugarplums dance in my head.
Yes it is our anniverary (as well as Jayne Zickafoose’s birthday), yet I still find time to blog. I’m such a romantic.
I just noticed that a friend of ours, Earl Creps (UPDATE: Earl also has a blog: RSS feed here), has been nominated to host one of the cohort groups at the Emergent convention in San Diego.
Although they misspelled his name.
Anyway, I just thought that was cool.
And to stave off any marital-counseling comments, Paula and I have been having a perfectly wonderful anniversary and are in the process of getting ready for an evening out.
Hear ye, hear ye: today is Glen & Paula’s 8th wedding anniversary.
That will be all. Move along.
Paula, Dana and I just returned from our Christmas pilgrimmage to Louisiana. And we’re all exhausted.
It was a nice visit, and Dana behaved like an angel on all the flights, but it’s nice to be back in our own home with our own wireless interenet connection and our own weather and our own timezone.
Oh, and our own beds. Dana has already become reacquainted with hers and Paula and I will soon ambush ours.
Thanksgiving was quite wonderful.
My brother Greg visited (and we played through Halo 2 on co-op–he had the same reaction I did to the abrupt ending), we had a ton of students over for Turkey Day itself, my friend Anthony got XBox live and we gamed together, and I bought a 200 gig hard drive for under $50. Gotta love those Fry’s “day after Thanksgiving” specials…
Anyway, given my new abundance of disk space I decided to install Linux. I did it once in college and enjoyed playing with it. I expected much the same experience (namely a few days of fighting with arcane and needlessly obscure configuration files), and I have to say I’m blown away by how far it’s come. I downloaded the Fedora Core 3 distribution and setup was a snap. Fedora auto-detected everything (including my sound card and network configuration) and installed a very nice graphical interface called Gnome.
And to top it off, it kept all my existing information intact so that my computer will now boot either Windows XP or Linux at my whim.
How cool is that?
This morning around 9:50 I glanced at my calendar and realized that I had a rather important meeting at 10:00. In Sacramento. 125 miles away.
As my stomach sank into my socks I began making those pathetic, desperate sounds I am prone to make in such situtations, “Urgh. Ack. Jeez. No. Must be a mistake. Shoot. AARGH!”
That may seem mild, but I assure you that if I was possessed of a more flexible vocabulary I would have employed every unwholesome utterance at the stereotypical sailor’s disposal. As it is I probably pushed the boundaries for someone in my line of work–at least internally.
Anyway, I was out the door in a flash and arrived just in time for lunch.
As it turned out I only missed the informational part of the meeting and was able to be present for the decision-making discussions.
Which is fortunate, because the world needs more uninformed people making important decisions… 🙂
We’re going to be at Redwood Valley Assembly of God this weekend, so I decided to do some quick research about them.
What I discovered floored me: they meet in the old building which Jim Jones (yes, that Jim Jones) used for cult meetings.
Both cool and creepy at the same time.
This snippet from the church website says it best:
What once was a place used for selfish ambition is now a place of redemption.
I know the pastor, but I never thought to google his name before now. I bet he’s got the most fascinating stories. I really look forward to learning more this weekend.