Saturday, June 07, 2008

Growing

Well, it's officially been a while since I posted. I'm not sure a whole lot of people actually read this anyway, but it seems like I should update. School's out for the summer. I am trying to rest and relax and figure out what steps I want to take next. I will still be teaching next year, but I really want to get my master's degree. Someday I will,,but I can't decide from where and in what. I am trusting in the Lord to direct me (at least I'm trying).
Oh, and I'm having fun being "childish." In fact I'm off to play video games with some friends. Rock on, Rock Band!

Monday, December 17, 2007

Warning: Contents may be considered blasphemous.

Recently a friend relayed a very human twist to a Christmas program and it got me thinking. I realized that very often we deify every aspect of the nativity story, seeming to forget that the only thing truly holy was the child, the baby. So, I started studying Luke 2 and Matthew 11 and thinking about what might be there between the lines. Now, realizing that God’s hand is in everything I know that things happened just as they should, but that is the case for all of our lives isn’t it, and we rarely handle our situations with the aplomb and grace that seem to permeate the nativity story. Now, fair warning, I am not trying to be crass, just a little realistic, I may offend somebody, but you have been warned. There are so many aspects of the birth of Jesus that could be retold, but I chose to focus on the shepherds, it seems to me that it probably wasn’t as calm as the Bible depicts.
Luke 2:9 says of the shepherds “An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord showed around them, and they were terrified.” Hmm, that seems pretty tame to me. Remember, later in Luke it says that the shepherds went and told others about all they had seen; this seems a little more realistic:
“You are never going to believe what happened to me and Jedediah last night. I am telling you it was the freakiest thing ever. So we’re watching our sheep, mindin’ our own when suddenly out of nowhere this guy shows up, and he’s glowing, I mean like someone stuck a lamp up his tunic, really glowing. So Jedediah leans over to me and says, ‘Hey man, you seein’ what I’m seein.’ I couldn’t say anything, I just nodded. Then this glowing guy starts talking. He tells us not to be afraid. Right, like a glowing guy appearing out of nowhere is a common occurrence, all I could think was, where’s my staff. Then he tells us that he brings us good news of great joy for all people. He says that a baby is born in Bethlehem and he is Christ the Savior. Man, I’m glad my parents made me go to Torah classes as a child or I would have never known what he was talking about. I was pretty convinced at that point that this guy was a few fish short of a catch, but then all of the sudden this whole group of these glowing guys shows up, and they start singing. Right there in the field, they're singing and swaying and making a big deal out of everything. It really scared the sheep, not to mention Jed and me. And then, just like that (snap), they’re gone. I look over at Jed and his eyes are totally bugging out of his head. But by now I’m a bit curious, so I say to Jed, “Let’s go check it out.” Jed agrees, but first we had to go get a change of clothes, those glowing guys scared Jed so much he soiled himself. So we head back to Jed’s house and then set out for Bethlehem. It wasn’t too bad of a walk, but the whole way I kept thinking, what the h___ are we going to find when we get there, this better not be some trick. But sure enough, we get to Bethlehem and we find the baby, right where the angel told us. (I found out later that’s what you are supposed to call those guys.) So anyway, we get there and there is this girl and a guy camping out in a barn, they must have been really poor, I mean, yeah the town was busy, but surely someone could have shown a little compassion at the sight of a few coins. Nope, there they are in this cattle stall, and there is the cutest baby you’ve ever seen, sleeping away in feeding trough. I’m convinced he is what those angels said. If you don’t believe me, go check it out. Jed and I just got back this morning. We’ve been telling everyone we know. Now, about that drink…”

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

So, I was reminded that it has been about six months since I have posted on my blog. I suppose that it is high time I updated this thing.
First, let me remind anyone who reads this that my life is pretty boring, but I suppose no one thinks their life is spectacular. I am teaching fourth grade at a small private school, which has its perks, but also has its drawbacks. One of the perks is some of the ridiculous things that come out of the mouths of these nine- and ten-year olds. For example, one of my students was out sick for a few days. When they returned to class they politely informed me that they may ask to go to the bathroom frequently because they had been sick with "the diarrhea" and may still have a little. How do you not laugh at a student like that. My students also know that I used to live in Germany, but can't figure out that I wasn't born there (in fact, I was born about three miles from where the school is). They have asked me, repeatedly, how I speak English so well if I am a German. (My Jewish grandmother gets a kick out of that!)
Hmm, so life outside of work is great. I spend most of my time reading, because, yes, I am a nerd like that. I also am involved in small group, bible study, Thursday night "book" club (substitute "favorite alcoholic beverage" for "book"), and Starbucks coffee night (where only a few of us actually drink the coffee), oh yeah, and "cigar club" where I don't smoke but just hang out.
I think I am finally realizing that there are quite a few people in L-land worth knowing. When I stop and think about it life may be boring, but I really do enjoy it.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Preparing

I realized lately that I have spent more time preparing to teach next year than I have studying God's word. I came to this realization when I was, somewhat simultaneously, asked about a scripture reference and a history date. I couldn't recall the reference, the date was easy. I don't really expect myself to be a walking Bible concordance, but I would like to think that I was familiar enough with scripture to at least get the right book, even the right testament. The history fact, on the other hand, I could give with no hesitation and even add in a little tidbit of little known information, mostly to show off.
I wonder if I have become someone who squeezes God in when I have time. I know I can talk pretty well, but I realized that this summer, when I have nothing but time, I have rarely made an effort to communicate with God. What will happen when I don't have the time?
It seems a little ridiculous to be admitting this to a group of friends and strangers. Maybe this is my way of assuaging a little guilt. Maybe, just maybe, someone else feels the same way I do - that they aren't really making the effort. Don't join this club. Do something about it - that's what I plan to do. Happy reading to you, may you be convicted where conviction is needed!

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Quotes of a week spent with my family:
"Ah, pink lemonade, not only is it tasty, but it's oh so cute." - little sister
"I'm the good guy and you're the bad guy." "Why can't I be the good guy?" "Because, you're not a guy." - conversation with my six-year-old cousin
"You can't dive into the pool." "Yes I can." "No you can't." "Yes I can, I know how to dive." "Well, you're not allowed to dive into the pool." "Why?" "You'll break your neck." "That's okay, it's already broked." - more conversations with a six-year-old

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Tragedy

In the past week it seems that tragedy has hit my friends with a sledge hammer. First, some friends from Germany lost their infant daughter to heart problems. Now Becs, and others that I know from Blacksburg, face the shock of a huge tragedy.
It's all enough to make a person's brain (and heart) hurt. I know that in both situations the question that will arise is "Where was God in all of this?" Our tendency, when we want to make God like us, is to say that God could not have ordained these things to happen. The truth is that God is completely sovereign, not only over the great moments in our lives but over the terrible ones as well. Do I completely understand this - not hardly. Do I completely accept this - I'm working on it. Do I completely believe this - absolutely.
It's easy to focus on the tragedy and get lost in the grief of the situation. In both cases I have already heard God praised for what he has done. Nothing is done with out purpose, nothing is done in vain, and ultimately all things, even tragedy, work to the glory of God. (Hallelujah!) Now, can I say with Job, "Though he slay me, yet will I trust him."? I know several people who can, and I pray, with confidence, that when it is my time in life to face that situation, I will be able to say with resiliency "I trust in the name of the Lord my God" - Psalm 20:7

Friday, April 06, 2007

Well, I'm officially moved in. I was going to take some photos and upload them to all my blogs, but I am still waiting on a bookshelf to arrive and right now my apartment isn't quite complete. But, it's home. It's quiet, and I love it.
A friend of mine gave me a plant as a housewarming gift. He needs a name. I'll take a picture of him as well so you out there in blogger land can help with suggestions.
Bye for now!