I love spring. I don't think I have ever sneezed more in my entire life than these past couple of weeks, but I still love Spring. Today on my way to school I listened to some REM, Willie Nelson, and Elvis. I have "All Shook Up" stuck in my head right now, but it's definitely competing with "On the Road Again." The only bad thing is that I physically can not get to sleep at night. I think it's because of the hot weather. I have my fan blowing almost all the time, but it's still weird. Then I'm having these really odd dreams. It's another thing I'll talk to my Therapist about. No need to bother you all with those thoughts.
I felt really manly today. One of my friends asked me where I got my sunglasses. I told her that I went with my mom to Kohls last week for their early-bird special and I got some amazing deals on shoes, sunglasses, a hat, and a picture. Apparently when I talked about that I did this thing with my hand...you know where it's like your wrist is broken and your hand goes in a circle and some odd motions/different shapes? Well to sum it up, it made me look even more manly. So I think I am going to read about war, crank up some Johnny Cash, and then go and eat some Cows...or go to a MOOOVIE!!! Sorry, I couldn't resist.
Well, I should stop procrastinating now. Have a great rest of the day everyone. Be sure to remember that when life gives you Lemons, you get down on your knees and thank the Lord!
Friday, March 30, 2007
Friday, March 16, 2007
Elementary Fun
Spring Break is different for everybody. Some go on Mission Trips, some go on road trips, some sleep, some work on papers/projects/schoolwork, some work for money, and there are even those that watch movies or read all break. What person am I? I'll let you decide. For my Spring Break, I observed at an Elementary School.
As a requirement for my major, I am supposed to observe students for 5 Consecutive days from the moment a teacher arrives, to the moment the teacher leaves. One placement needs to be in grades K-4, the other in 5-8. Basically what you do all week is interview two teachers and a principal, and then observe the teachers. You may do other things, but it is at the teacher's discretion. For Three days I observed a Fourth grade teacher and for Two days I observed a Fifth grade teacher.
It was an interesting experience. I forgot what it was like to be in school for 7 hours straight. There were times when I thought I was going to die from boredom. That's when you either write notes, read a book, or draw pictures. One time during the week, I made a little comic strip. It was pretty sweet. It was all stick figures, and it was hilarious. I would show it to you, but I don't want to. Mainly because I can't find it anymore. I think The New Yorker stole it.
All this being said, it wasn't all bad. I learned a lot and if I can say so myself, I think my observation report will be good. I compared the teachers methods with that of Hunter, Rosenshine, Bloom's Taxonomy, Piaget, Vygotsky, and I even threw in some Garner. I also evaluated room set-up, leadership influence, and culture to the atmosphere it brought.
From a Christian standpoint, I don't think we need to keep pointing to the Public School System and say how it is failing our kids or that God is not there. God is there my friends. This Elementary School I went to was not only dedicated to learning, but also focuses on character building, morality, attitudes, and citizenship. The whole faculty cares for the students. Sure they get frustrated (you would too if you were in their position), but that doesn't mean the goal or purpose is any less focused.
I also want to say here and now that when dealing with children, the parents need to be the ones to step in and take some initiative. I saw the teachers trying hard and teaching as many ways as they could, but ultimately it came down to the kids attitudes. Some parents refuse conferences, some parents don't do anything about punishments, some don't talk to their kids about school, and some just are not around to help. Whether it be in School or Church, you can't expect the kids to reach their greatest potential without the help or support of their parents.
Regardless of that little tangent, it was a great experience. If nothing else, I felt what it was like to be a teacher for a week and see the world from their eyes. I can sum the teacher's world up in one syllable. Hmm.
As a requirement for my major, I am supposed to observe students for 5 Consecutive days from the moment a teacher arrives, to the moment the teacher leaves. One placement needs to be in grades K-4, the other in 5-8. Basically what you do all week is interview two teachers and a principal, and then observe the teachers. You may do other things, but it is at the teacher's discretion. For Three days I observed a Fourth grade teacher and for Two days I observed a Fifth grade teacher.
It was an interesting experience. I forgot what it was like to be in school for 7 hours straight. There were times when I thought I was going to die from boredom. That's when you either write notes, read a book, or draw pictures. One time during the week, I made a little comic strip. It was pretty sweet. It was all stick figures, and it was hilarious. I would show it to you, but I don't want to. Mainly because I can't find it anymore. I think The New Yorker stole it.
All this being said, it wasn't all bad. I learned a lot and if I can say so myself, I think my observation report will be good. I compared the teachers methods with that of Hunter, Rosenshine, Bloom's Taxonomy, Piaget, Vygotsky, and I even threw in some Garner. I also evaluated room set-up, leadership influence, and culture to the atmosphere it brought.
From a Christian standpoint, I don't think we need to keep pointing to the Public School System and say how it is failing our kids or that God is not there. God is there my friends. This Elementary School I went to was not only dedicated to learning, but also focuses on character building, morality, attitudes, and citizenship. The whole faculty cares for the students. Sure they get frustrated (you would too if you were in their position), but that doesn't mean the goal or purpose is any less focused.
I also want to say here and now that when dealing with children, the parents need to be the ones to step in and take some initiative. I saw the teachers trying hard and teaching as many ways as they could, but ultimately it came down to the kids attitudes. Some parents refuse conferences, some parents don't do anything about punishments, some don't talk to their kids about school, and some just are not around to help. Whether it be in School or Church, you can't expect the kids to reach their greatest potential without the help or support of their parents.
Regardless of that little tangent, it was a great experience. If nothing else, I felt what it was like to be a teacher for a week and see the world from their eyes. I can sum the teacher's world up in one syllable. Hmm.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Anvil Weekend
From Meat Fellowship to small groups, Anvil weekend was one of the most unique camps that I have ever been to. Anvil weekend, for those of you who don't know, was a camp for 6th-12th grade guys and the theme was to discuss what it really means to be a man. Not what the world says a man is, but what God says a man is supposed to be. Our sessions included the following; Reinforcing the fact that we are made in the image of God, bearing the image of God, the issues that are distorting the image of God such as abandonment, and abuse, and finally how to handle yourselves in a Godly manner living in a world of tension.
My group was the same group I have for Lifegroups...sixth grade boys. There were about four boys that I didn't know, so hopefully they will consider coming to our class on Wednesdays. The person I was Co-Leading with was the father of one of my boys. He's a very wise man, so I was very glad that we were able to have a strong presence in our group. They kind of looked toward me to help personalize and make the material a little more understandable. I also really tried hard to develop relationships with the boys I didn't know, and also strengthen the relationships with the guys I did know. Even though we were only together for a day and a half, I can honestly say that I was drained in almost every way late Saturday afternoon (We left the church late Friday afternoon...if that tells you anything!)
This weekend really challenged me as well. Since I am the Lifegroup leader and have started developing relationships with these Middle School guys, I am really going to have to walk what I talk! All that being a Godly man and striving to do what he wants, I have to pay attention to that! I remember what Junior High was like for me. It honestly was one of the hardest times in my life so far. I just remember how confused I was, how my perception was so messed up, and all the bad things that I did and was involved in. It's all forgiven and it has helped shape me into who I am today, but you know how much it would have helped if I had a ministry like we have here at church? That's why I want to be there for these guys at this time. If I can help them through or even just let them know that's there's a place they can come where they are loved and told how unique and special they are, then that would be enough for me.
To wrap things up, Anvil weekend was great. Let's just hope we can be a little like Anvils; strong, solid, and used in a way where other instruments will be hammered into the right and appropriate shape.
My group was the same group I have for Lifegroups...sixth grade boys. There were about four boys that I didn't know, so hopefully they will consider coming to our class on Wednesdays. The person I was Co-Leading with was the father of one of my boys. He's a very wise man, so I was very glad that we were able to have a strong presence in our group. They kind of looked toward me to help personalize and make the material a little more understandable. I also really tried hard to develop relationships with the boys I didn't know, and also strengthen the relationships with the guys I did know. Even though we were only together for a day and a half, I can honestly say that I was drained in almost every way late Saturday afternoon (We left the church late Friday afternoon...if that tells you anything!)
This weekend really challenged me as well. Since I am the Lifegroup leader and have started developing relationships with these Middle School guys, I am really going to have to walk what I talk! All that being a Godly man and striving to do what he wants, I have to pay attention to that! I remember what Junior High was like for me. It honestly was one of the hardest times in my life so far. I just remember how confused I was, how my perception was so messed up, and all the bad things that I did and was involved in. It's all forgiven and it has helped shape me into who I am today, but you know how much it would have helped if I had a ministry like we have here at church? That's why I want to be there for these guys at this time. If I can help them through or even just let them know that's there's a place they can come where they are loved and told how unique and special they are, then that would be enough for me.
To wrap things up, Anvil weekend was great. Let's just hope we can be a little like Anvils; strong, solid, and used in a way where other instruments will be hammered into the right and appropriate shape.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Kid's Thoughts on Love
With Valentine's Day tomorrow, I went searching the internet for advice on love. I went through Dr. Phil, Joshua Harris, William Shakespeare, but nothing seemed to work. So I thought to myself, "You know what I need? I need the simplicity of a child. They know what Love is." Then I came across some of the greatest quotes EVER.
-When asked why two people fall in love:
"No one is sure why it happens, but I heard it has something to do with how you smell...that's why perfume and deodorant are so popular." Mae, Age 9
-On what falling in love is like:
"Like an avalanche where you have to run for your life." John, Age 9
"If falling in love is anything like learning to spell, I don't want to do it. It takes too long." Glenn, Age 7
-When is it okay to Kiss Someone?
"When they're rich." Pam, Age 7.
"It's never okay to kiss a boy. They always slobber all over you...that's why I stopped doing it." Tammy, Age 7
"If it's your mother, you can kiss her anytime. But if it's a new person, you have to ask permission." Roger, Age 6.
-Finally, advice on how to make Love Endure
"Don't forget your wife's name...that will mess up the love." Erin, Age 9.
"Be a good kisser. It might make your wife forget that you never take out the trash." Dave, Age 9.
Just remember all the valuable advice you learned today. If all else fails, remember the words of 9 year old Camille. "Shake your hips, and hope for the best."
-When asked why two people fall in love:
"No one is sure why it happens, but I heard it has something to do with how you smell...that's why perfume and deodorant are so popular." Mae, Age 9
-On what falling in love is like:
"Like an avalanche where you have to run for your life." John, Age 9
"If falling in love is anything like learning to spell, I don't want to do it. It takes too long." Glenn, Age 7
-When is it okay to Kiss Someone?
"When they're rich." Pam, Age 7.
"It's never okay to kiss a boy. They always slobber all over you...that's why I stopped doing it." Tammy, Age 7
"If it's your mother, you can kiss her anytime. But if it's a new person, you have to ask permission." Roger, Age 6.
-Finally, advice on how to make Love Endure
"Don't forget your wife's name...that will mess up the love." Erin, Age 9.
"Be a good kisser. It might make your wife forget that you never take out the trash." Dave, Age 9.
Just remember all the valuable advice you learned today. If all else fails, remember the words of 9 year old Camille. "Shake your hips, and hope for the best."
Friday, February 02, 2007
Invisible Children
I knew the movie I saw last night would be very intense. I heard my friends talk about how the movie has really opened their eyes, but I wasn't sure what the story was about and why so many students were effected by it. Basically these three guys originally were going to Sudan to do a documentary on the war. They got there, and basically didn't find anything. So this lady in the village took them to this city at night where children would commute to because they didn't want to be abducted where they currently lived. The story behind this is that since 1986 the leader of the LRA, Joseph Kony, has abducted and brainwashed children to fight in his army. He would take them out into the brush, desensitize them by forcing them to watch brutal killings, give them a gun, and say to them that they would be tortured and killed if they did not kill themselves. Since 2002, there have been over 12,000 abductions. There have been even more killings and abductions than that estimate too, as there are not many records kept of their names or even of all the murders. The story about the invisible children is that they flee to this town at night and sleep in the hospitals, in town, etc. When you see pictures of how many kids are there, you notice that they are literally packed in like sardines, no room for all of them, and some of them are so desensitized by the war, that they are unable to cry.
If you want more information on this, go to www.invisiblechildren.com.
If you want more information on this, go to www.invisiblechildren.com.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
First Couple Days back: Spring 2007
All right it's not Spring yet, but that is the technical name for this semester. I just wanted to clear that up before we get on with the story of how my first couple of days have been. Are we good? If everyone is satisfied, I will move on.
Tuesday started off very interesting. I got up at 7:25am so that I would be fully ready and on time for my first class. I went early because I wasn't sure how to get to my class in the BDA. I was thinking to myself, "Why in the world does my first class have to be Speech?!?" I got there, found the class, and sat down to wait for class starting. I was very early, so I understood I had a while. The minutes passed, and passed, and passed. So far, there was only me and this other guy sitting in the hall. I kept looking at my schedule and was like, "Why isn't anyone here? It says 9:10 and it's 9:00. This professor in there is yammering on like he has another hour! Classes on Monday don't last for an hour and a half!" Then suddenly I started to think about that statement. Doesn't meet on Monday...DUH! TODAY IS TUESDAY!!!! I shouted, "Oh Crap!" then I ran out of the building. I think I scared the guy that was in the hall with me.
Lucky for me though, my next class (meaning my first Tuesday Class) met at 9:40. I wasn't late, and no one knew what happened. You can just call me Mr. Slick. Developmental Psychology was my first class. That should be a fun class. There are some people I know in all of my classes this semester, so it should be good...but to get back to my day. I had a long break until my next class. I went back to the house, grabbed some lunch, and then headed back. My next class was Informal Geometry. I'll just say a few words. I like the Professor, I like the people, I absolutely LOATHE Geometry. He had us take a test to see what level we were on...I literally about stood up and left the class. I think I'm at a level one...out of four. It is just silly. In High School I got an "A" in Algebra One, an "A" in Algebra II, a "B" in Pre-Calculus, a "C+" in Calculus, and a "C-" in Geometry. I mean, I passed by nothing. A 69 and below was failing, I passed Geometry with a 70. I did better in CALCULUS than GEOMETRY!!!! Needless to say I hope this class doesn't own me this semester. If you see or hear a story of an MTSU student shouting profanities at various Circles or Squares, don't worry about it. I'll be fine.
Now for today! My classes today went well. I'm kinda nervous about my Speech class. I said all 50 states in under 20 seconds, so I'm not a total loser anymore. I met some cool people. There was this cute girl in the class and I was thinking, "Wow, she's pretty cool." Then for her interesting fact, she said that she's been happily married for 5 months....she's 19. I swear, the girls I think are attractive have kids or are married. Crazy. I am absolutely psyched about Tennessee History. This is a class where I truthfully no NOTHING going into it. It will be fun to learn. For Regional Geography...I wanted to stand up and Clap when he read the syllabus. He is awesome!
This is a lot to take in one sitting. I hope you all are having a great day!
Tuesday started off very interesting. I got up at 7:25am so that I would be fully ready and on time for my first class. I went early because I wasn't sure how to get to my class in the BDA. I was thinking to myself, "Why in the world does my first class have to be Speech?!?" I got there, found the class, and sat down to wait for class starting. I was very early, so I understood I had a while. The minutes passed, and passed, and passed. So far, there was only me and this other guy sitting in the hall. I kept looking at my schedule and was like, "Why isn't anyone here? It says 9:10 and it's 9:00. This professor in there is yammering on like he has another hour! Classes on Monday don't last for an hour and a half!" Then suddenly I started to think about that statement. Doesn't meet on Monday...DUH! TODAY IS TUESDAY!!!! I shouted, "Oh Crap!" then I ran out of the building. I think I scared the guy that was in the hall with me.
Lucky for me though, my next class (meaning my first Tuesday Class) met at 9:40. I wasn't late, and no one knew what happened. You can just call me Mr. Slick. Developmental Psychology was my first class. That should be a fun class. There are some people I know in all of my classes this semester, so it should be good...but to get back to my day. I had a long break until my next class. I went back to the house, grabbed some lunch, and then headed back. My next class was Informal Geometry. I'll just say a few words. I like the Professor, I like the people, I absolutely LOATHE Geometry. He had us take a test to see what level we were on...I literally about stood up and left the class. I think I'm at a level one...out of four. It is just silly. In High School I got an "A" in Algebra One, an "A" in Algebra II, a "B" in Pre-Calculus, a "C+" in Calculus, and a "C-" in Geometry. I mean, I passed by nothing. A 69 and below was failing, I passed Geometry with a 70. I did better in CALCULUS than GEOMETRY!!!! Needless to say I hope this class doesn't own me this semester. If you see or hear a story of an MTSU student shouting profanities at various Circles or Squares, don't worry about it. I'll be fine.
Now for today! My classes today went well. I'm kinda nervous about my Speech class. I said all 50 states in under 20 seconds, so I'm not a total loser anymore. I met some cool people. There was this cute girl in the class and I was thinking, "Wow, she's pretty cool." Then for her interesting fact, she said that she's been happily married for 5 months....she's 19. I swear, the girls I think are attractive have kids or are married. Crazy. I am absolutely psyched about Tennessee History. This is a class where I truthfully no NOTHING going into it. It will be fun to learn. For Regional Geography...I wanted to stand up and Clap when he read the syllabus. He is awesome!
This is a lot to take in one sitting. I hope you all are having a great day!
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Christian Hand Holders
I attended the Passion Conference last week, and learned many valuable things. I could get real spiritual and talk about those instances, or I could embrace the observations I made about Christian Couples Vs. New/Regular Couples holding hands. Hey, that sounds like fun! Let's do that.
Zach, Lynette and I were sitting down at the GWCC and we started to People Watch. There were College students from all over the country and the world. It was fun to watch. them interact with each other. I zeroed in on the couples. When I looked carefully, I started to notice something interesting. Almost every single couple we passed held hands with their fingers interlocking. Then I started to think what interlocking fingers meant. To me, interlocking fingers mean that there is a deeper sense of connection. Not just the physical, but the emotional as well. In most Christian relationships, faith is more openly discussed and valued. Because of that, they interlock fingers as a symbol of trust and completeness in their relationship with God and each other.
I thought to myself, "Maybe I'm crazy! Let's see if I can disprove my theory." I kept looking at the couples, and I found a couple who wasn't interlocking their fingers. The funny thing was that once the girl's cell phone rang, she immediately let go of his hand, answered the phone, and ignored him. That led me to think that they may not have the best relationship. Then there were couples who had one finger interlocking. They seemed uncomfortable being around each other and acted like this hand holding thing was a test...their relationship was in the beginning stages.
Then I saw some girls holding hands. You know what? They weren't interlocking! Although girls can show their affection toward each other better than guys can, they still didn't interlock because there was something about that oneness and togetherness that they couldn't have. If you notice too that when guys hold hands when their group is praying, they NEVER interlock. If they do, it's because it's a joke. It makes me uncomfortable thinking about guys interlocking hands, and I know that most guys would agree with me.
Look at couples holding hands. Look at people holding hands. You can learn a lot about people by the way they hold hands. Or you can just make up random theories and sound kinda smart!
Zach, Lynette and I were sitting down at the GWCC and we started to People Watch. There were College students from all over the country and the world. It was fun to watch. them interact with each other. I zeroed in on the couples. When I looked carefully, I started to notice something interesting. Almost every single couple we passed held hands with their fingers interlocking. Then I started to think what interlocking fingers meant. To me, interlocking fingers mean that there is a deeper sense of connection. Not just the physical, but the emotional as well. In most Christian relationships, faith is more openly discussed and valued. Because of that, they interlock fingers as a symbol of trust and completeness in their relationship with God and each other.
I thought to myself, "Maybe I'm crazy! Let's see if I can disprove my theory." I kept looking at the couples, and I found a couple who wasn't interlocking their fingers. The funny thing was that once the girl's cell phone rang, she immediately let go of his hand, answered the phone, and ignored him. That led me to think that they may not have the best relationship. Then there were couples who had one finger interlocking. They seemed uncomfortable being around each other and acted like this hand holding thing was a test...their relationship was in the beginning stages.
Then I saw some girls holding hands. You know what? They weren't interlocking! Although girls can show their affection toward each other better than guys can, they still didn't interlock because there was something about that oneness and togetherness that they couldn't have. If you notice too that when guys hold hands when their group is praying, they NEVER interlock. If they do, it's because it's a joke. It makes me uncomfortable thinking about guys interlocking hands, and I know that most guys would agree with me.
Look at couples holding hands. Look at people holding hands. You can learn a lot about people by the way they hold hands. Or you can just make up random theories and sound kinda smart!
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Manly Movies and such
I don't know what your personal opinions are on this movie or any of the Rocky Movies, but I just have to say this. Rocky Balboa was great! It gave closure to all of the Rocky Movies, and it ended just the way it should have ended. Very well written and directed. Good Job, Mr. Stallone. I'm very impressed!
The fighting was realistic, the character development was really well, the romance was there but not in your face, and it had a little more depth than you would suspect. I'm sure some people may have a problem with it. As my dad said though, it's a guy movie. It deals with issues like Pride, Self-Respect, and how to deal with life as a Man. "It Ain't about how hard you can hit." Well Said, Rocky. You are the man!
As I was Bench Pressing today and building a bookcase out of spare tree trunks I found on my trip to the Rocky Mountains, I started to think back to my old boxing days. They used to call me the Lemonater. I had to retire because of political reasons, but I recall what it was like to step foot in that ring. It can be pretty tough if you're not careful. I have a scar on my right arm from a Hungarian Heavyweight that took a cheap shot after the bell. I left him something to remember me by after that. I just hope that his eye has healed now...
Well, I am tired. Good night to everyone!
The fighting was realistic, the character development was really well, the romance was there but not in your face, and it had a little more depth than you would suspect. I'm sure some people may have a problem with it. As my dad said though, it's a guy movie. It deals with issues like Pride, Self-Respect, and how to deal with life as a Man. "It Ain't about how hard you can hit." Well Said, Rocky. You are the man!
As I was Bench Pressing today and building a bookcase out of spare tree trunks I found on my trip to the Rocky Mountains, I started to think back to my old boxing days. They used to call me the Lemonater. I had to retire because of political reasons, but I recall what it was like to step foot in that ring. It can be pretty tough if you're not careful. I have a scar on my right arm from a Hungarian Heavyweight that took a cheap shot after the bell. I left him something to remember me by after that. I just hope that his eye has healed now...
Well, I am tired. Good night to everyone!
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Things work out
"In his heart a man plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps." - Proverbs 16:9.
I finished watching Ben-Hur today, and I must say that it was a pretty good movie! It was made in 1959, and it was complete with a musical interlude and an intermission. Cool stuff, huh? After watching that movie and then reading the rest of "Boy Meets Girl," I found that I was starting to reflect on the instances in my life where God has placed me. I also started thinking to myself, "I don't want God to tell me what's going to happen to my life in the future. If he told me as a kid that I would be living in Tennessee, going to Middle Tennessee State University, and that I was only 5 foot 4, I would be like, "WHAT?!?!?" It's a good thing that I don't know exactly how my future is planned out. I don't need to know who my future wife is going to be. I don't need to know where I'm going to live or what Job I'll have. I don't need to know if Dexter is going to figure out that his sister's boyfriend is really the Ice Truck Killer (although I think he will find out this Sunday). All we can do is just live out our lives day to day and continue growing in our walk with Christ.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Isaiah 29:11.
I finished watching Ben-Hur today, and I must say that it was a pretty good movie! It was made in 1959, and it was complete with a musical interlude and an intermission. Cool stuff, huh? After watching that movie and then reading the rest of "Boy Meets Girl," I found that I was starting to reflect on the instances in my life where God has placed me. I also started thinking to myself, "I don't want God to tell me what's going to happen to my life in the future. If he told me as a kid that I would be living in Tennessee, going to Middle Tennessee State University, and that I was only 5 foot 4, I would be like, "WHAT?!?!?" It's a good thing that I don't know exactly how my future is planned out. I don't need to know who my future wife is going to be. I don't need to know where I'm going to live or what Job I'll have. I don't need to know if Dexter is going to figure out that his sister's boyfriend is really the Ice Truck Killer (although I think he will find out this Sunday). All we can do is just live out our lives day to day and continue growing in our walk with Christ.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Isaiah 29:11.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Procrastination
I think about my father when this issue comes up. I always tell people that I don't procrastinate because I make a conscious decision to put things off until the last minute. So it's not really procrastination...Bad timing maybe...But not procrastination. I just think it's funny all the random stuff that happens while you procrastinate. Here is what I battle with when the moment comes.
"All right, it's time to start on my paper. But I can't start on my paper unless I have something to drink." I go and get something to drink. I think to myself, "How can I drink this unless I eat?" The problem now is that since I am eating and drinking, I can't type a paper! I then go and watch some TV. I see something on TV that reminds me I have to write a paper. Time to get serious. But since I'm on the computer, I might as well check my email. Since I'm checking my email, I might as well check Facebook. Then I end up looking at Facebook for a while until I remember, "I have a paper to write!" I write the first part. It looks good, so it's time for a break. Back on Facebook, perhaps watch some more TV. Then I remember, "I have a paper to write!" I write some more, find some errors, get frustrated, then go and listen to music. So now I am at the point where I have one more paragraph to write, I am blogging, and I plan to get up early and write the rest of it since I am tired from all that work. Go Scott!
I have decided to move to Europe, buy a vineyard, get a cool hat, and live out the rest of my days as a European Philosopher/Wine Maker named "Scott Le'Mons." I asked a friend to come with me, so I should be okay. Just thought you all should know. Have a great day!
"All right, it's time to start on my paper. But I can't start on my paper unless I have something to drink." I go and get something to drink. I think to myself, "How can I drink this unless I eat?" The problem now is that since I am eating and drinking, I can't type a paper! I then go and watch some TV. I see something on TV that reminds me I have to write a paper. Time to get serious. But since I'm on the computer, I might as well check my email. Since I'm checking my email, I might as well check Facebook. Then I end up looking at Facebook for a while until I remember, "I have a paper to write!" I write the first part. It looks good, so it's time for a break. Back on Facebook, perhaps watch some more TV. Then I remember, "I have a paper to write!" I write some more, find some errors, get frustrated, then go and listen to music. So now I am at the point where I have one more paragraph to write, I am blogging, and I plan to get up early and write the rest of it since I am tired from all that work. Go Scott!
I have decided to move to Europe, buy a vineyard, get a cool hat, and live out the rest of my days as a European Philosopher/Wine Maker named "Scott Le'Mons." I asked a friend to come with me, so I should be okay. Just thought you all should know. Have a great day!
Monday, November 06, 2006
You gotta have skin
You gotta have skin! All you really need is skin! Skin's the thing that if you got it outside, it helps keep your insides in! It covers your nose...and it's wrapped around your toes! And inside it you put Lemon Meringue, and outside you hang your clothes!
That's a great song. It's called, "Skin" by Allan Sherman...Check it out!
We have been having nice doses of reality in English lately. Most of the time I don't listen but sometimes there are some good discussions. We've been having a talk about money. Our Professor (He has a doctorate, but I will refer to him as a professor) finds life very amusing. We go through all these years of college just so we can start working for the man and getting money and when we get the money, it's gone faster than we can make it, and we are using it to pay off the education that got us the job in the first place. I love that he just blantantly told everyone, "Life is not about money. Do you think you all are going to make a lot of money? You're going to work for the rest of your life to make money, and it doesn't make one bit of difference." I'm paraphrasing here, but you get the point. Money is an issue with everyone whether they admit it or not. Even our Church at BBC is talking about stewardship and the effect money has on a population/person/your Christian walk. I'll admit, I like money too. We just need to remember the old saying that money is a good servant but a bad master.
I want to eventually be in some type of teaching position, so I know that I'm not going into a field where the big bucks are made. Part of me feels like being spontaneous. Part of me wants to just get in the car and drive. Not to any place in particular, just start driving. Of course then comes that stupid money issue and also the realistic, "But you're afraid of your own shadow, how can you drive that far by yourself?!?"
I guess to sum it up, I will leave you with a couple of lines from Mr. Sherman. "When you were just a baby, your skin fit fine. And it's still gonna fit you when your 6 feet 9. So whether you're big, tall, fat, small, chubby or thin, ain't ya glad you got skin?!?"
Yes I am.
That's a great song. It's called, "Skin" by Allan Sherman...Check it out!
We have been having nice doses of reality in English lately. Most of the time I don't listen but sometimes there are some good discussions. We've been having a talk about money. Our Professor (He has a doctorate, but I will refer to him as a professor) finds life very amusing. We go through all these years of college just so we can start working for the man and getting money and when we get the money, it's gone faster than we can make it, and we are using it to pay off the education that got us the job in the first place. I love that he just blantantly told everyone, "Life is not about money. Do you think you all are going to make a lot of money? You're going to work for the rest of your life to make money, and it doesn't make one bit of difference." I'm paraphrasing here, but you get the point. Money is an issue with everyone whether they admit it or not. Even our Church at BBC is talking about stewardship and the effect money has on a population/person/your Christian walk. I'll admit, I like money too. We just need to remember the old saying that money is a good servant but a bad master.
I want to eventually be in some type of teaching position, so I know that I'm not going into a field where the big bucks are made. Part of me feels like being spontaneous. Part of me wants to just get in the car and drive. Not to any place in particular, just start driving. Of course then comes that stupid money issue and also the realistic, "But you're afraid of your own shadow, how can you drive that far by yourself?!?"
I guess to sum it up, I will leave you with a couple of lines from Mr. Sherman. "When you were just a baby, your skin fit fine. And it's still gonna fit you when your 6 feet 9. So whether you're big, tall, fat, small, chubby or thin, ain't ya glad you got skin?!?"
Yes I am.
Monday, October 16, 2006
My First Date
My first date was July 24, 1986! HA HA HA!!!! I'm just kidding. I thought that would be a good opening line for someone reading this. I just watched this movie called, "Little Manhattan," and it was talking about your first love. It got me thinking about my first date. I don't think I've told my parents this story...I don't think I've told my family this story. Well, I guess it's better late than never! Before I tell this, I want to apologize to my parents for lying and disobeying them all those years ago...now on with the story.
It all started in Fifth Grade. I was hanging out at my friend Katie's house (who lived right across the street for me), and she got this phone call from a girl in our class wanting to talk to me. How did she know I was there? Well girls have powers. They all know who likes who, and they are all connected to this "Secret Girl Hotline" that enables them to call/get in contact with one another. Anna, the girl who was calling, wanted to go out with me because let's face it...I'm a stud and everyone knows it. I really didn't want to go out with her, so I kept telling her no. She continued calling, and calling, and calling. Finally Katie turned to me and said, "Scott, if you don't go out with her, she's just going to keep calling." I couldn't believe it! I secretly think she was in on it too, but I didn't say anything. So Katie told Anna that we would all go to the movies; Katie, me, Anna, and her friend Tara. (Three girls and me...do you see the stud part?!?). The only problem was my parents said I couldn't date until I was 16, and they didn't want me going to the movies without an adult. So I called mom and said, "Mom, can I go to the movies with Katie and her Parents?" Mom said it was okay (Sorry mom).
So we were at the movies. We went to see one of the most romantic movies out there. Mortal Combat: Annihilation. Katie and Tara had planned out where we all were going to sit. Of course, they put Anna beside me. I was pretty upset at this point, because we got cheese flavored popcorn. I mean honestly, who doesn't like butter! My thought was that I could tolerate it all, because I would still be able to see people fight to save the world from total destruction! While the movie was going, the girls must have gone to the bathroom like 3 times together. I don't understand why, but it's one of those mysteries of life. When all of a sudden, Tara makes a suggestion. "Hey, you guys should hold hands!" Anna eagerly gave up her popcorn and looked at me. I really didn't care at this point so I said, "Whatever!"
Then, the most amazing thing happened. Anna grabbed my hand. It was unlike any other feeling I ever had in my life! I felt short of breath, I suddenly got very warm, and I couldn't stop staring at our hands. She was staring at the movie like nothing was happening, and it seemed like I was floating in the air! When she would let go of my hand, I would nudge her and make a gesture of, "Give me your hand!" I felt like nothing else existed. I felt that I was on top of the world. I even danced in the theatre when the movie was over! It was great!
I asked her out the next day. I think we dated for like 2 months or so. For Christmas that year, I gave her a necklace and she gave me a tin box full of Hershey's Candy...I still have that box today.
When you are young, you can look past a lot of things. I was a different person Nine years ago than I am today. Yet as I look at myself, I think I am still like that 11 year boy when those kinds of situations arise. When I think of this now, I know there is only one reason why I am that way. This is my punishment for disobeying my parents! ;-)
It all started in Fifth Grade. I was hanging out at my friend Katie's house (who lived right across the street for me), and she got this phone call from a girl in our class wanting to talk to me. How did she know I was there? Well girls have powers. They all know who likes who, and they are all connected to this "Secret Girl Hotline" that enables them to call/get in contact with one another. Anna, the girl who was calling, wanted to go out with me because let's face it...I'm a stud and everyone knows it. I really didn't want to go out with her, so I kept telling her no. She continued calling, and calling, and calling. Finally Katie turned to me and said, "Scott, if you don't go out with her, she's just going to keep calling." I couldn't believe it! I secretly think she was in on it too, but I didn't say anything. So Katie told Anna that we would all go to the movies; Katie, me, Anna, and her friend Tara. (Three girls and me...do you see the stud part?!?). The only problem was my parents said I couldn't date until I was 16, and they didn't want me going to the movies without an adult. So I called mom and said, "Mom, can I go to the movies with Katie and her Parents?" Mom said it was okay (Sorry mom).
So we were at the movies. We went to see one of the most romantic movies out there. Mortal Combat: Annihilation. Katie and Tara had planned out where we all were going to sit. Of course, they put Anna beside me. I was pretty upset at this point, because we got cheese flavored popcorn. I mean honestly, who doesn't like butter! My thought was that I could tolerate it all, because I would still be able to see people fight to save the world from total destruction! While the movie was going, the girls must have gone to the bathroom like 3 times together. I don't understand why, but it's one of those mysteries of life. When all of a sudden, Tara makes a suggestion. "Hey, you guys should hold hands!" Anna eagerly gave up her popcorn and looked at me. I really didn't care at this point so I said, "Whatever!"
Then, the most amazing thing happened. Anna grabbed my hand. It was unlike any other feeling I ever had in my life! I felt short of breath, I suddenly got very warm, and I couldn't stop staring at our hands. She was staring at the movie like nothing was happening, and it seemed like I was floating in the air! When she would let go of my hand, I would nudge her and make a gesture of, "Give me your hand!" I felt like nothing else existed. I felt that I was on top of the world. I even danced in the theatre when the movie was over! It was great!
I asked her out the next day. I think we dated for like 2 months or so. For Christmas that year, I gave her a necklace and she gave me a tin box full of Hershey's Candy...I still have that box today.
When you are young, you can look past a lot of things. I was a different person Nine years ago than I am today. Yet as I look at myself, I think I am still like that 11 year boy when those kinds of situations arise. When I think of this now, I know there is only one reason why I am that way. This is my punishment for disobeying my parents! ;-)
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Interesting thoughts and Poem
I started thinking the other day about some things. If you live in a house by yourself, you can do a lot of things that you couldn't do before. I started asking myself questions that I never really thought about. Questions like, "Do I have to close the door when I use the bathroom?" or things like, "Can I put up my life-size cut out of Mister T in my living room?" But if you are also living in your house, you have no one to blame. You can't be like, "Why are all these dishes in the sink?" or "Wow, this place is a mess!" or "Are you going to take out the garbage?" I say those out loud sometimes, but the truth of the matter is it's all me, and that really stinks.
Apparently, there's also a law in Murfreesboro that you need to keep your lawn cut. You want to know what's funny? They give you a warning if you're grass exceeds 12 inches and they gave me a warning because of my back yard...you do the math! I've been cutting grass for the past three days now. It's an extreme work out. I have one of those push mowers. When I say push mowers, I mean that the lawn mower is powered by strength and that it has those little blades that spin on the bottom. It's like one of those lawn mowers people used in the 1800s. It is helping to produce some of my gigantic manly muscles, so I guess I'm kinda happy. Although it shouldn't take several hours to cut my lawn...it's just sad. That's why we just got a new mower!
To be serious for a moment, my grandfather passed away a week from last Monday. I was trying to debate whether I wanted to dedicate a whole post to that. Instead, I decided that I would quote a poem. Here is the poem, and I hope that you all have a great day.
Death Be Not Proud
Apparently, there's also a law in Murfreesboro that you need to keep your lawn cut. You want to know what's funny? They give you a warning if you're grass exceeds 12 inches and they gave me a warning because of my back yard...you do the math! I've been cutting grass for the past three days now. It's an extreme work out. I have one of those push mowers. When I say push mowers, I mean that the lawn mower is powered by strength and that it has those little blades that spin on the bottom. It's like one of those lawn mowers people used in the 1800s. It is helping to produce some of my gigantic manly muscles, so I guess I'm kinda happy. Although it shouldn't take several hours to cut my lawn...it's just sad. That's why we just got a new mower!
To be serious for a moment, my grandfather passed away a week from last Monday. I was trying to debate whether I wanted to dedicate a whole post to that. Instead, I decided that I would quote a poem. Here is the poem, and I hope that you all have a great day.
by John Donne
(1572-1631)
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Here's what's going on
First off let me say this. I think that George W. Bush did a good job on his Presidential Address to the Nation. I think that we as a people can be really small minded sometimes. It's been five years since the attacks of September 11th, 2001. I remember in those short months how people went to church and prayed asking, "Why did this happen? What should we do now?" I remember how practically everyone had an American Flag up in their yard or on their car. Let me ask you this...how many American Flags do you see people proudly displaying when it's not a holiday or special event? How many people stopped coming to church after they felt better with everything that's going on in our lives? Could it be that things are getting better BECAUSE they prayed to God for help?!? I am not saying that this about all people. I know that many people became serious about their faith after 9/11. I also know that many people have started counting their blessings one of which is living in this country. I am merely stating that we as a people tend to live day by day not seeing the bigger picture, and I think it's good to stop once in a while and take a good look.
Thank you for letting me talk for a moment or two! I just wanted to do a quick update with things going on in my life. I am now leading a Life group at our church of 6th grade boys! It's really exciting! I think I've wanted to lead a Life Group since High School, and now that things have been moved around and I am a little more mature, things have been falling into place! A Life group is basically a place where Christians of the same age (in this case 6th grade) can come together and openly talk about questions they may have about their faith. It's also a place where they can be encouraged, held accountable, and make good relationships through fellowship together. I'm not really a Bible Study leader like on Sunday morning, I am more there to help answer questions, lead them in discussions, and encourage them as best as I can. It's real exciting!
Another exciting thing in my life is that I am starting to get into my major of Interdisciplinary Studies (Elementary Education K-6). It's really cool and I am very excited. I feel like this is where I am supposed to be. However, I have been thrown things that are stressing me out. I have five interviews I need to do, 5 full days of class observation, 10 hours of a combination of observation and tutoring/assisting in classwork, and I have to fill out all these different packets by December 4th! I theoretically could do this all next semester, but if I am not accepted into the Teacher Education program, I can't take certain classes in their major. I will probably talk to my advisor this week and ask him/her some questions and see what I should do.
The final thing that I am going to say is...where my shy side takes over. I don't normally talk about my relationships on here, but I'm sure that some people want to know. I have a girlfriend now. To answer your questions I am not paying her, she is real, and I have met her! Her name's Cameo and she's been one of my really good friends for....9 years? Yeah, she know's me pretty well and vise versa. I don't have much to say about it...well I probably have a lot to say about it but I can save that for if you talk to me individually! :-)
That's it. I hope you all have a great rest of the day and I will talk to you later!
Thank you for letting me talk for a moment or two! I just wanted to do a quick update with things going on in my life. I am now leading a Life group at our church of 6th grade boys! It's really exciting! I think I've wanted to lead a Life Group since High School, and now that things have been moved around and I am a little more mature, things have been falling into place! A Life group is basically a place where Christians of the same age (in this case 6th grade) can come together and openly talk about questions they may have about their faith. It's also a place where they can be encouraged, held accountable, and make good relationships through fellowship together. I'm not really a Bible Study leader like on Sunday morning, I am more there to help answer questions, lead them in discussions, and encourage them as best as I can. It's real exciting!
Another exciting thing in my life is that I am starting to get into my major of Interdisciplinary Studies (Elementary Education K-6). It's really cool and I am very excited. I feel like this is where I am supposed to be. However, I have been thrown things that are stressing me out. I have five interviews I need to do, 5 full days of class observation, 10 hours of a combination of observation and tutoring/assisting in classwork, and I have to fill out all these different packets by December 4th! I theoretically could do this all next semester, but if I am not accepted into the Teacher Education program, I can't take certain classes in their major. I will probably talk to my advisor this week and ask him/her some questions and see what I should do.
The final thing that I am going to say is...where my shy side takes over. I don't normally talk about my relationships on here, but I'm sure that some people want to know. I have a girlfriend now. To answer your questions I am not paying her, she is real, and I have met her! Her name's Cameo and she's been one of my really good friends for....9 years? Yeah, she know's me pretty well and vise versa. I don't have much to say about it...well I probably have a lot to say about it but I can save that for if you talk to me individually! :-)
That's it. I hope you all have a great rest of the day and I will talk to you later!
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Second Day of Classes
My first class was in SAG...which I have never been before. I looked on the map and I thought to myself, "It's somewhere near the nursing building, so I should be able to find it." Guess what? I actually found it! ME! The person who has been known to get lost on the way to the bathroom! I was really excited.
My first class was Biology. This room reminded me of one of those little movie theatres. It had the same seats, but with little "desks" attached. Then there was a big stage for powerpoint and also some dry erase boards for the teacher that didn't like clicking buttons. When he walked in the people beside me were like, "This is going to be an awesome class!" After listening to him, seeing his personality, and hearing the words, "This class is one of the easier ones," I had a big smile on my face! I even learned something today too! I learned about producers, decomposers, consumers, brown pelicans, ecosystems, and all that fun stuff! I was thinking, "You know what? I think I could teach this stuff to kids. Right on!"
Since I had a lot of time between classes, I came home, had lunch, took a nap, and then went to my second class. My second class was Concepts and Structures in Elementary Mathmatics! To start off, she had us tell the class what math symbol best describes ourselves. I said, "Pi because there is more to me than meets the eye and also because whenever I see that symbol, I smile because it's pi and I like to eat pie!" That got some laughs out of people. Some girls even looked back and smiled at me. Probably thinking, "Oh, look at that short funny boy who eats Pie! What a silly heart." I'm sure they used that exact wording too. After that, we took a placement test to see where we were in reguards to how much we remembered with elementary math. I thought to myself, "I just got an "A" in College Algebra....what will it say if I flunk this test?" It wasn't for a grade, but it might as well have been. I actually did pretty well. I missed two questions because apparently 2+1+1 does not equal 5 and decimal points should be put in an answer that requires a decimal point. I still got a 90% though! Which is what we have to get to pass this achievement test we have to take...but I need to go to a lab and take the test. I guess they want teachers who can do elementary math. Isn't that weird?
So today was a good day. I am starting to realize how much I miss cable and how quiet the house is without that...plus now I can't blame the mess on anyone but myself since Michael isn't here. I just need someone to email me and be like, "Scott...you should probably do the dishes and like...take out the trash."
Well that's about it. I hope you all are having a great day!
My first class was Biology. This room reminded me of one of those little movie theatres. It had the same seats, but with little "desks" attached. Then there was a big stage for powerpoint and also some dry erase boards for the teacher that didn't like clicking buttons. When he walked in the people beside me were like, "This is going to be an awesome class!" After listening to him, seeing his personality, and hearing the words, "This class is one of the easier ones," I had a big smile on my face! I even learned something today too! I learned about producers, decomposers, consumers, brown pelicans, ecosystems, and all that fun stuff! I was thinking, "You know what? I think I could teach this stuff to kids. Right on!"
Since I had a lot of time between classes, I came home, had lunch, took a nap, and then went to my second class. My second class was Concepts and Structures in Elementary Mathmatics! To start off, she had us tell the class what math symbol best describes ourselves. I said, "Pi because there is more to me than meets the eye and also because whenever I see that symbol, I smile because it's pi and I like to eat pie!" That got some laughs out of people. Some girls even looked back and smiled at me. Probably thinking, "Oh, look at that short funny boy who eats Pie! What a silly heart." I'm sure they used that exact wording too. After that, we took a placement test to see where we were in reguards to how much we remembered with elementary math. I thought to myself, "I just got an "A" in College Algebra....what will it say if I flunk this test?" It wasn't for a grade, but it might as well have been. I actually did pretty well. I missed two questions because apparently 2+1+1 does not equal 5 and decimal points should be put in an answer that requires a decimal point. I still got a 90% though! Which is what we have to get to pass this achievement test we have to take...but I need to go to a lab and take the test. I guess they want teachers who can do elementary math. Isn't that weird?
So today was a good day. I am starting to realize how much I miss cable and how quiet the house is without that...plus now I can't blame the mess on anyone but myself since Michael isn't here. I just need someone to email me and be like, "Scott...you should probably do the dishes and like...take out the trash."
Well that's about it. I hope you all are having a great day!
Monday, August 28, 2006
First Day of Classes
The night before classes started, I was ready. I got my books, was inspired by Patch Adams, went to Wal-Mart, and even cooked myself some Chili. I was ready to start another semester at Middle Tennessee State University! I thought about last year and the amount of time it took me to find a parking spot, so I gave myself an hour. I got there in ten minutes, parked, and walked my first class all in about 20-25 minutes. I guess it takes less time when you know where you're going and how to get there.
My first class was Experience of Literature. My professor was not there because of Jury duty or something, so it only lasted about 4-5 minutes. The amount of time it took to hand out the syllabus and take roll. Since I had time, I decided to read it and then to see reviews students gave on this professor. The Syllabus sounded scary, so I thought I should look at reviews. The students who got an "A" all the way to the students who got a "F" said the same things about his class. He rarely gives above a "C" on any of his papers. His tests are impossible and almost everyone fails, the average grade in there is a "D", and he is not very helpful or coherent. They say this is the hardest English Class at MTSU and that if we want to pass, we should drop the class.
You can imagine how I felt after that. I'm already nervous about the class and I haven't even met the guy! It's crazy. My next class was a lot better. The next class I had was Education as a profession. He is very laid back, very nice, and he said that if we show up and participate we will have no problem making an "A." I don't know why this is important, but he's also short so that made me feel happy. The only issue with this class is I will have 8 presentations to do this semester and I have to buy this equipment required by the department for about 120 dollars. Heck yes! That is so awesome! Especially since I paid over 400 dollars for books! I don't want to think about it right now so I'm moving on.
I think Educational Psychology is going to be one of my favorite classes. The lady that's teaching is very nice and I just feel really comfortable in that class for some reason. She loves to teach, has a lot of wisdom and knowledge to pass along, and the concepts taught in this class just seem very useful.
Tomorrow I have Biology and Concepts/Structures in Elementary Math. I like to call this day, "Heavy Book Day."
Overall, it's going to be an interesting semester. I am now going to take a nap or wash the dishes...I can't decide. I will keep you all posted!
My first class was Experience of Literature. My professor was not there because of Jury duty or something, so it only lasted about 4-5 minutes. The amount of time it took to hand out the syllabus and take roll. Since I had time, I decided to read it and then to see reviews students gave on this professor. The Syllabus sounded scary, so I thought I should look at reviews. The students who got an "A" all the way to the students who got a "F" said the same things about his class. He rarely gives above a "C" on any of his papers. His tests are impossible and almost everyone fails, the average grade in there is a "D", and he is not very helpful or coherent. They say this is the hardest English Class at MTSU and that if we want to pass, we should drop the class.
You can imagine how I felt after that. I'm already nervous about the class and I haven't even met the guy! It's crazy. My next class was a lot better. The next class I had was Education as a profession. He is very laid back, very nice, and he said that if we show up and participate we will have no problem making an "A." I don't know why this is important, but he's also short so that made me feel happy. The only issue with this class is I will have 8 presentations to do this semester and I have to buy this equipment required by the department for about 120 dollars. Heck yes! That is so awesome! Especially since I paid over 400 dollars for books! I don't want to think about it right now so I'm moving on.
I think Educational Psychology is going to be one of my favorite classes. The lady that's teaching is very nice and I just feel really comfortable in that class for some reason. She loves to teach, has a lot of wisdom and knowledge to pass along, and the concepts taught in this class just seem very useful.
Tomorrow I have Biology and Concepts/Structures in Elementary Math. I like to call this day, "Heavy Book Day."
Overall, it's going to be an interesting semester. I am now going to take a nap or wash the dishes...I can't decide. I will keep you all posted!
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Go see our link!
If you want to see how I spent my week last week, go to www.brentwoodcollege.com. If you click on the Mission Trip Link and my face, then it will take you to all of my blogs that I did that week. You can also read blogs from everyone else that went on the Mission Trip.
That's about it. I be sure to visit the link and see what the College Ministry has been up to!
That's about it. I be sure to visit the link and see what the College Ministry has been up to!
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Learning Life lessons with Dogs
Look, I graduated!!! :-) This was the only picture I had with both of the dogs in it, and it also proves the point that I'm trying to make. You know what's fun about this picture? Lindy was trying to kiss my face, but she didn't do it because I graduated. She would have done the same thing reguardless of what I was wearing, what I accomplished, etc. She did it because she loves me. (Lindy is the white one, Binks is the black one)
When I went off to college, they cried every time I came home. I had been playing fetch with them every day during my 4 years of High School, and I do every time I come home. Now during the summer, it's almost twice a day! The routine is Binks plays with me, and Lindy just sits next to me. She brings me sticks, eats grass, or sometimes just sits and stares at me while I pet her. Binks and I have been close ever since we got him as a puppy. I would play with him before and after school. I could rough-house with him and also just put my arm around him and talk to him as if he were an old bud. He wags when I come close to him still, and I know just the right spot where he itches.
I came home tonight thinking to myself, "I worry way too much. Why do I worry? God makes it all work out, he's never failed me, and Jesus even told us not to worry about today. So why do I do it?" As I parked my car feeling frustrated, out came Lindy to the front lawn. She wagged her tail, got a big smile on her face, and was just excited to see me. I was only gone for like 4-5 hours, but it didn't matter! I went to pet Binks, and he looked up from his nap, wagging his tail and when I would reach to pet him, he would put his arm around mine so that my hand would touch his head as he laid back down.
It came to me. They love me because I'm Scott. I don't have to be perfect, I don't have to have it all figured out, they like me because I'm me. I then got to thinking...that's how it is with God, isn't it? At the end of the day when we come to him, he is just happy to see us. He loves us because of who we are.
God works in mysterious ways. After all, he just used a couple of mutts to teach me about his love.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
There is a God, and I am not him.
One of the most honest and profound quotes I have heard recently, came from the Movie Rudy. In this movie, the main character asks a priest for some advice. Rudy is concerned he is not praying hard enough and that everything that he is working for amounts to nothing. The priest looks at him and says, "In all my years of ministry, I have learned two things. There is a God, and I am not him."
There is a God, and I am not him. After all those years of ministry, that is all he learned? Why didn't he tell Rudy the stories of the great men of the Bible, quoted some of his own sermons, quote scripture, etc. Why did he just say those two phrases? When I sat down and thought about it, what he said is probably the greatest advice anyone could give. There is a God, and I am not him.
Even if you take the two phrases separately, they are two of the most amazing phrases you can utter. By admitting there is a God, you realize there is a power above yourself. In a society where the teaching is that it's all about us and how to fulfill ourselves, it takes a person of great wisdom and humility to admit that there is something greater. That leads to knowing that you are not God. We make ourselves to be of great importance with our superiority over intellect and life, and we get prideful. Yet if we let our Pride get to ourselves, God will answer us like he answered Job. "Where you there when the earth was created? Did you cause the rain to fall?" It's like us creating an ant farm and the ants going, "Hey, look at what we did! Obviously this was our doing! We can lift really heavy objects, we are very attractive, smart....Why....We are amazing!" To us it seems silly because we could crush them all with one blow and we are ultimately superior. Yet...Isn't that how God sees us? Yet he loves us anyway?
I picked the hardest New Years resolution this year. To be less selfish. This may have to be my resolution next year, and the year after that, and the year after that. What I do know is one thing. There is a God, and I am not him.
There is a God, and I am not him. After all those years of ministry, that is all he learned? Why didn't he tell Rudy the stories of the great men of the Bible, quoted some of his own sermons, quote scripture, etc. Why did he just say those two phrases? When I sat down and thought about it, what he said is probably the greatest advice anyone could give. There is a God, and I am not him.
Even if you take the two phrases separately, they are two of the most amazing phrases you can utter. By admitting there is a God, you realize there is a power above yourself. In a society where the teaching is that it's all about us and how to fulfill ourselves, it takes a person of great wisdom and humility to admit that there is something greater. That leads to knowing that you are not God. We make ourselves to be of great importance with our superiority over intellect and life, and we get prideful. Yet if we let our Pride get to ourselves, God will answer us like he answered Job. "Where you there when the earth was created? Did you cause the rain to fall?" It's like us creating an ant farm and the ants going, "Hey, look at what we did! Obviously this was our doing! We can lift really heavy objects, we are very attractive, smart....Why....We are amazing!" To us it seems silly because we could crush them all with one blow and we are ultimately superior. Yet...Isn't that how God sees us? Yet he loves us anyway?
I picked the hardest New Years resolution this year. To be less selfish. This may have to be my resolution next year, and the year after that, and the year after that. What I do know is one thing. There is a God, and I am not him.
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