Parents - more thoughts

Parents instill so much in us even before we have the capacity to desire them to do so. But what about those parents who weren't there, or worse, who were instilling things into us before we had the capacity to realize that we didn't want them to do so. I know too many people personally to believe that either one of these scenarios is irreversible. It's the dichotomy of God's redeeming nature and man's ability to chose his own reactions to what life deals him. On the one hand you have a young man with only damaging images of a father left in his mind, and yet he choses to receive God as the perfect fulfillment of everything he lacked as a child. Then you have the young man who was raised at a table of plenty and choses to make tiny, embittering imperfections out of human parents. The former's success renders the latter's failure utterly inexcusable and shows us all that nothing is beyond God's ability to redeem and turn around a situation. I thank Him for living examples of
that in my life.

Move that bus!

After school, and against my better judgement, I went down to the site of Extreme Makeover:Home Edition a la Albuquerque. I arrived just in time to welcome the Martinez family - once again EMHE picks a really deserving family. They did a couple of different takes of everything: "Move that bus!" "Let's go see your new house..." it was pretty exciting and they seemed to like it a lot. They're currently inside checking it out, where they've been for the last hour and forty-five minutes. I've been waiting here the whole time, but luckily haven't wasted too much time as I check email and make phone calls. God is good and I am cold. I think I'll move my bus back home.

Parents

Every once in a while you realize that everything people admire about you, they do so because the object of their admiration is a deeply engrained part of who you are. It's then that you realize that nearly every aspect of your person that matches that description is there because of your parents.

Sup

There are few things like supping with friends. It is more than just a physical provision, but a spiritual one if the crowd is right, and tonight it was. Our pastors had us over for hotpot, and asian fondue type of meal. We were so blessed to share such a long and drawn out meal with people of such high worth and character. We thank God for friends like these. Even now, Ruth plays Debussey's "Claire de Lune" on the baby grand as our digestion will soon give way to ice cream. Life is good, God is good

Relaxing Classics

It's amazing how music moves the soul. Listen to these little beauties, especially if you're feeling a little stressed. Set aside fifteen minutes and be still. When was the last time you did that?

Relaxing Classics: "1. Claire De Lune - Claude Debussy
2. Vocalise Op. 34 - Sergei Rachmaninoff"

Moblog

Hello family and friends. I believe I've stumbled upon a solution that will enable us to blog a little more regularly because it'll enable us to blog on the go, which is usually where we find ourselves. As I write this, I'm sitting in a glass shop waiting for my sister's window to get retinted. I hope this blog finds you all well and I thank God for giving us technology to be closer to one another and be more productive, and I pray that we can use it for that and not to isolate ourselves and make us less productive, which is something I've allowed it to do in my life. Latley I've been trying to use technology to keep in better touch and be more productive instead of using it as a pasttime and/or toy. I have to tell you that I'm rediscovering technology and it's usefullness while at the same time discovering how much it had become a time-wasting, perpetually tinkering/time wasting hobby. This year, why don't we use technology, instead of allowing it to use us.