first, i haven't really written here in a while but its never too late it guess.
Last friday which just so happens to be yesterday i was sent off to youth all on my lonesome. Abby and Emma were working and bo simply didn't want to go which was fine with me because if people are there that don't want to be there then they just arnt fun and it would be better if they weren't. But moving on, it was dodgeball night at the intermediate school with pastor phil organizing the shindig. and it was a great amount of fun! i had a really good time. in our e-mails Phil told us to dress in our best dodgeball clothes so i did. Above the knee shorts, muscle shirt, crazy neon green hat, and high top shoes... nobody else dressed in such a fashion and when i got there i was subject to some ridicule, but no dig deal. i wore it with pride and some confidence. and soon enough it was accepted among the younglings for it to be "cool". after dodgeball we headed over to timmy Hoes, where i purchased a med. ice cap and a D-nut with the change i had. yum yum! For quite some time i have been feeling like an outsider of the youth but tonight flying solo i felt like a leader that made an impact. i have begun pouring into two of our youths lives. Jacob and trying for the other guy but his name escapes me at the moment. i have begun simply trying to invade there lives by asking questions and listening to their lives and offering what wisdom that has been given to me this past year. with only 3 weeks left it feels late to start feeling like a part of the group but i am glad that moment has come.
But only three weeks left and the count down is on,
Boyds
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
The Manventure in accordance to Nathaniel.
Many have undertaken to draw up an account of the things that have been fulfilled among us, 2 just as they were handed down to us by those who from the first were eyewitnesses and servants of the word. 3 Therefore, since I myself have carefully investigated everything from the beginning, it seemed good also to me to write an orderly account for you, most excellent Theophilus, 4 so that you may know the certainty of the things you have been taught... here is our story..
Chapter 01
In The Beginning:
It was a wednesday afternoon and Tim, Justin, Jeremy, Mark, and myself were all done our essays (except for justin because he
doesn't do anything of that sort) and seeing that it was a beautiful day outside we all decided to go for a hike, the mountain is
located in Duncan or just outside Duncan because i cannot imagine someone building a town around a mountain and expecting it to do well. but the point is, it is in the Duncan area. we drive out there, i my self am the only one on the trip who has not climbed this stack of stone and i am giddy with excitement as conversation, Jokes and serenity mixed with anticipation are all floating around the van in prefect harmony. Just kidding, but it was a fun van ride none the less. we get to the base of the mountain and from the drive it seems that we are already at the top seeming that half of the drive was up hill but as we get out and walk some ways we soon discover, or i do anyways that it is quite a lengthy trip to the top.
Chapter 02
The Exodus to the Top:
The hike is beautiful, the sun is setting in roughly two hours, (so you can gauge in your minds where it is in the sky) the trails are barren of other people and it is quite hot out so it was a great time to run around on a mountain without our shirts or a care in the world. finally at the top we have great down time and talk time with the boys and the temperature starts to cool down so we make our way down to the bottom. but instead of walking we sprinted down. If you ever do this hike you will find that it is pretty steep and we got down pretty quick. but we failed to make it to the van because we stopped on one of the openings/outcroppings of stone that overlooked the valley to the west. we sat down and enjoyed the sunset which was so beautiful if i was married...you can fill in the gaps, oh ill just say it, have a nice camp out on the outcropping and we would read our bible together. And the idea came to mind that since for the next while it is to be beautiful and the weather is to be clear we came to the conclusion that it would be a waste if we didn't sleep under the stars at The Point. Oh and i forgot the the mountain was called Zoohalen, but thats not how its spelt, it starts with a "T" and then is subsequently followed by other letters, but thats how you say it Zoohalen, with a T sound at the beginning. We watched the sun over mountains in the distance, set, while sitting on a mountain over a valley.
Chapter 03
Out of Egypt, Into Superstore:
We headed over to our beloved superstore and bought steak in the form of chunks and strips, fine cheeses, a can of beans and alphagetti, and peppers. when we returned to the camp it was nightfall and there was some preparation to be done to make this trip a success. We packed our packs and headed over to the kitchen to prepare some banok bread dough to accompany our steak and cheese. From there the hike started.
Chapter 04
The Journey of Men:
It was a fun but strenuous hike since we were carrying bags and just returned from a hefty hike on the previous mountain. Its pitch black outside and our headlamps are doing everything but failing on us but luckily Mark brought a machete to save the day if any cougars showed up and we were blind in the dark. Also some girls were planning on "scaring" us in the dark but failed to act on there plans, it was lucky for them because we all had knifes and are masters of the art of throwing them through the forest, and we implemented the policy of use knives first and ask questions later. we made a humble fire on the rocks next to the sea where we sat down around it roasting steak with fresh bread and fine cheeses while passing jokes and fine stories as young gentlemen do. the food all had a unique taste since it was fire roasted over the underbrush and vines of the majestic west coast deciduous and coniferous forests. the burning of wood from that area adds a unique smoked flavour that you can find no where else in the world. once we were done our dinner we continued our hike to the point where we sat around digesting our food and talking some more as we were accompanied by a starry night without clouds of any sort quickly upon entering my sleeping bag i passed out and woke up in the morning with a nice coating of young dew on me. we packed out stuff watched the sun rise, went back to camp, then we went to mystic beach which was fun and another hike.
Chapter 05
That was just a taste of what happened, it would take me a millennia to write an exact account of what has happened. Although not exhaustive, this is an exelent account of what has happened on the wednesday of the month of february on the day in the year of Stephoneus Harperous
Chapter 01
In The Beginning:
It was a wednesday afternoon and Tim, Justin, Jeremy, Mark, and myself were all done our essays (except for justin because he
doesn't do anything of that sort) and seeing that it was a beautiful day outside we all decided to go for a hike, the mountain is
located in Duncan or just outside Duncan because i cannot imagine someone building a town around a mountain and expecting it to do well. but the point is, it is in the Duncan area. we drive out there, i my self am the only one on the trip who has not climbed this stack of stone and i am giddy with excitement as conversation, Jokes and serenity mixed with anticipation are all floating around the van in prefect harmony. Just kidding, but it was a fun van ride none the less. we get to the base of the mountain and from the drive it seems that we are already at the top seeming that half of the drive was up hill but as we get out and walk some ways we soon discover, or i do anyways that it is quite a lengthy trip to the top.
Chapter 02
The Exodus to the Top:
The hike is beautiful, the sun is setting in roughly two hours, (so you can gauge in your minds where it is in the sky) the trails are barren of other people and it is quite hot out so it was a great time to run around on a mountain without our shirts or a care in the world. finally at the top we have great down time and talk time with the boys and the temperature starts to cool down so we make our way down to the bottom. but instead of walking we sprinted down. If you ever do this hike you will find that it is pretty steep and we got down pretty quick. but we failed to make it to the van because we stopped on one of the openings/outcroppings of stone that overlooked the valley to the west. we sat down and enjoyed the sunset which was so beautiful if i was married...you can fill in the gaps, oh ill just say it, have a nice camp out on the outcropping and we would read our bible together. And the idea came to mind that since for the next while it is to be beautiful and the weather is to be clear we came to the conclusion that it would be a waste if we didn't sleep under the stars at The Point. Oh and i forgot the the mountain was called Zoohalen, but thats not how its spelt, it starts with a "T" and then is subsequently followed by other letters, but thats how you say it Zoohalen, with a T sound at the beginning. We watched the sun over mountains in the distance, set, while sitting on a mountain over a valley.
Chapter 03
Out of Egypt, Into Superstore:
We headed over to our beloved superstore and bought steak in the form of chunks and strips, fine cheeses, a can of beans and alphagetti, and peppers. when we returned to the camp it was nightfall and there was some preparation to be done to make this trip a success. We packed our packs and headed over to the kitchen to prepare some banok bread dough to accompany our steak and cheese. From there the hike started.
Chapter 04
The Journey of Men:
It was a fun but strenuous hike since we were carrying bags and just returned from a hefty hike on the previous mountain. Its pitch black outside and our headlamps are doing everything but failing on us but luckily Mark brought a machete to save the day if any cougars showed up and we were blind in the dark. Also some girls were planning on "scaring" us in the dark but failed to act on there plans, it was lucky for them because we all had knifes and are masters of the art of throwing them through the forest, and we implemented the policy of use knives first and ask questions later. we made a humble fire on the rocks next to the sea where we sat down around it roasting steak with fresh bread and fine cheeses while passing jokes and fine stories as young gentlemen do. the food all had a unique taste since it was fire roasted over the underbrush and vines of the majestic west coast deciduous and coniferous forests. the burning of wood from that area adds a unique smoked flavour that you can find no where else in the world. once we were done our dinner we continued our hike to the point where we sat around digesting our food and talking some more as we were accompanied by a starry night without clouds of any sort quickly upon entering my sleeping bag i passed out and woke up in the morning with a nice coating of young dew on me. we packed out stuff watched the sun rise, went back to camp, then we went to mystic beach which was fun and another hike.
Chapter 05
That was just a taste of what happened, it would take me a millennia to write an exact account of what has happened. Although not exhaustive, this is an exelent account of what has happened on the wednesday of the month of february on the day in the year of Stephoneus Harperous
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
back again and it is time for a new kind of work.
this may be belated but.... WERE BACK! back at Qwanoes and although it is a good feeling to sleep once again in my bed in proper covers and to be able to sleep for reasonable hours, being back i quickly realized what a valley we live in and how our sky is always cloudy and lack of space for my eyes to wander. I wouldn't say i am sick of this place, it is more of a pet peeve of the area. But never the less we are back. and if feels great. I woe up this morning with a strange pain starting from the top of my left shoulder and stretching down to the front. you know that restless feeling that sometimes occurs in your legs? well thats what i have on my chest and it is really bugging me. The past trip though was unrealistically mind bottling, to be in the world but sticking out as a member of a group of people who are not of the world is an interesting people. (for those who don't know, at the Olympics it became quickly widespread knowledge throughout the workforce that there was a "church group" or "bible school" all working there and without people asking or us telling them they would just know upon meeting us that we were part of that group). Great conversation were initially sparked on matters of theology and what we are learning. There was much seed planting on this trip through these conversations and hopefully that seed fell into good soil so that it may grow and bear fruit
Last night or two nights ago i dreamt that i fought a bear but later tamed it to be my companion/friend. little to my surprise after i woke up that it was all a dream and was quickly disappointed.
This reading week is a big crunch week for all of us Kaleos who have ample amounts of homework to be completed in not ample amounts of time, an example would be this blog that is coming in late ;) (have mercy Kristie) a textbook to be read, the Gospels to read, an essay to finish, oh make that two essays to finish. and within these confines to find time to squeeze in for quiet/alone/God time. it is a mildly stressful week but we will get through it one way or another. because nothing is going to stop time.
Other than things are Jolly great and i would like to do a shout out to all my sponsors who send me free stuff every now and then, which include parachute men, Kazoo, Balsa wood airplanes, candy, and the Lovely Ladies of the Boyda foundation who have taken the liberty of sending these things out to me. upon immediate excitement, i was soon regretting opening the box due to an essay that i wanted to finish soo badly. but i found some time to include playing with my toys.
Tuna Out
Last night or two nights ago i dreamt that i fought a bear but later tamed it to be my companion/friend. little to my surprise after i woke up that it was all a dream and was quickly disappointed.
This reading week is a big crunch week for all of us Kaleos who have ample amounts of homework to be completed in not ample amounts of time, an example would be this blog that is coming in late ;) (have mercy Kristie) a textbook to be read, the Gospels to read, an essay to finish, oh make that two essays to finish. and within these confines to find time to squeeze in for quiet/alone/God time. it is a mildly stressful week but we will get through it one way or another. because nothing is going to stop time.
Other than things are Jolly great and i would like to do a shout out to all my sponsors who send me free stuff every now and then, which include parachute men, Kazoo, Balsa wood airplanes, candy, and the Lovely Ladies of the Boyda foundation who have taken the liberty of sending these things out to me. upon immediate excitement, i was soon regretting opening the box due to an essay that i wanted to finish soo badly. but i found some time to include playing with my toys.
Tuna Out
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