So, it’s been a while. I’ve been wicked busy. Seriously. I didn’t really desire to stay up until 3AM when the next day was a swirling mass of destruction. Sigh…Okay let me summarize.
Monday: Staff meeting/SMC appreciation day. We made Aaron feel appreciated. it was good.
Tuesday: Kile Petersen, Tyrell Johnson and myself chased ducks at Magnuson Park. Kile almost caught one, but it scared him by getting too close. I also watched Back to the Future 3. It was good, but not as good as it could have been.
Wednesday: Free tickets to Prince Caspian. I saw it. It was great. Way better than the first film. Reepicheep is still probably my favorite character after Azlan. Then it’s Lucy. She’s frikkin’ tight. I will try not to spoil the film and tell you what I learned from it. Still, read with caution if you haven’t read the books. People get all pissy about this sort of thing. Really, I don’t care.
Essentially the movie takes place with the children going back to Narnia. They get there and find it in the poop and endeavor to free it. However, Azlan is nowhere to be found. Only Lucy wants to go find Him. Everyone else says things like, “He should already be here.” or “We’ve waited for Him far too long.” The other impatient people fight useless (but cool) battles in a manner that just gets people killed needlessly. Then when it’s all hitting the fan they send Lucy to go find Azlan. She finds Him, and He comes back and the battle is basically over. The narnians are practically down to the last man when Azlan comes in with Huge trees and the river spirit and owns the enemy army.
There’s this great scene where the leader of the evil army is riding across a bridge on a horse. Lucy Pevensie is standing at the other end of the bridge. She’s not very big, she’s a little girl. He’s a grown man on a horse with a sword and armor. However, she is in this case the representative of the power of Azlan (who is meant to represent God). The lion stands next to her and roars and a giant river creature crushes the guy on the horse and about half of his soldiers.
This is what I learned from this film. During the whole movie everyone was saying “where’s Azlan?” and whining about Him not being there. Then at the end of the movie He came and the battle was over very shortly. I wondered why they didn’t go get him earlier. If they had then everything would have been fine. It was shortly thereafter that I realized that I do this all the time. I don’t include God on things and I do them crappily and then wonder why they go awry. I wonder what He wants, but I never really ask enough. After seeing the film I realized that big things hang in the balance. Not battles with griffins on my side against huge evil armies, but big things of the Kingdom nonetheless. Shouldn’t I be including God in whatever possible?
My brother’s church did this at his wedding. At first I was like “they pray way too much, come on. Seriously.” But after a couple months of thinking about it I find myself really impressed with them. There is absolutely nothing wrong with involving the Lord in everything you/I do. I think I’ve heard the argument that it’s unreasonable to expect God to be a part of every decision we make.
Tangent: The song “Jesus take the wheel” comes to mind…Is it about Jesus literally taking the wheel? Because he’s not physically present…I guess maybe the song should have some kind of warning about not taking it literally. Otherwise “Jesus taking the wheel” probably becomes “crashing the car”…unless the Holy Spirit really wants to drive. Which it might…
Back on track: I don’t think there’s anything wrong with having God be a part of every moment of my life. I think that this is something to be desired. If I have the choice of having God direct me or me directing myself, I will take the first one hands down. Does God care what I have for breakfast? Maybe He does. Maybe He was waiting for me to ask so He could remind me that oatmeal is tasty and nutritious. I think sometimes we put God in this stupid box of only caring about the big things, but God loves us. When you love someone you care about the little things, you want to be involved in whatever they’re doing…Why would it be any different with God?
After the movie we got nachos at the Matador. MMM. No black beans=no migraines+still delicious.
This is for Ben Troop. Happy birthday sunday ya satch: Plane ticket to Alaska: 500$. Club:15$ Boat rental to get to icefloe: 20$. Clubbing a baby seal: Priceless.
I said it was for Ben Troop. It’s an inside Joke. I’m sorry. Deal with it.
Thursday: Lots of things happened. I had an event for my business class. We got about 12 people to come, which for a 80 degree day…was an achievement. Plus when you’re raising awareness, 1 is enough. It’s hard to admit it, but it’s true.
I took a spanish competency test over the phone on Thursday. I felt like it didn’t go great. I think I answered most of the questions well, but the vocabulary was based on things I never really talk about “What food do you like at restaurants and why?” (in spanish: Que tipo de comida prefiere usted en los restuarantes y porque?) I ended up saying I liked hamburgers and mexican food (because it’s my heritage and the colors in it “shine”)…Frick. I don’t know. You tell me what you would have said. It felt very silly and serious at the same time. My cell phone did a crappy job with reception. I was not pleased.
I “read” outside in the sun…Oh, man was it sunny. So very good. I find that there are sometimes when I’m glad to have glasses. That way I can take them off and not see well. It’s like a superpower to encourage me to not be checking out girls…That’s honesty for you.
I also had my fun-on-fun with JJ Kissinger. He rocks. I don’t know if SPU knows what it has in JJ. But really he’s the man. During our one on one I came to the realization that everyone is not me. Sometimes I think as though they are and subconsciously say things to myself like “If i was them I would…” But other people aren’t me and I’m not them. It’s okay. They don’t have to be me. I can’t really expect them to be.
I had dinner at Kristen Schneidmiller’s house. We had waffles. She’s great. Her boyfriend gets cooler and seems like more of an awesome guy every time she talks about him.
Friday: That’s today! More sun! Oh man. It was gorgeous. As were the girls outside. Luckily for my ever-so-curious eyes…I conveniently forgot to put my glasses on this morning. Justice.
I had one class outside, the rest of them were over quickly, and I was blessed to have coffee with Dr. Keuss. The man is really a good person to talk with. We talked for about an hour. He’s got good things to say.
Then I had my one-on-one/hang outy time with Aaron. It was great. We just sat in the loop and chatted. I don’t thin either of us really know how to effectively start the process of saying goodbye to the amazing people who have lived on the Broho (3W Emerson) this year. It’s been such a great year and there’s so very little time left…I feel as though it will be over so fast and I might miss it. Sigh. I’ve really loved it.
I then went running with Rick Gagliano. We have great conversation while we run. He’s a good guy. Then we went to dinner. Then I played settlers of Catan and won! In your face Aaron.
My friend Stephen Haynes is in town. He came and then we went to “Ashton Ballternative” which is the bonfire my friends up in Ashton were having at goldengardens to protest 30$ tickets to Ashton Ball. I think this girl I know may have tried to kiss me. I sure as hell dodged that bullet. You learn things in life. One of the things I’ve learned is: Don’t kiss girls you’re not officially dating. Especially if you’re not even interested in them. Lesson learned and applied. After the fire we came back to the dorm and watched “austin powers” It’s been a long time. All sorts of middle school memories came back to me in the process. That was when I saw it first. My friend Eden was obsessed with the soundtrack. I remembered feeling not popular enough with friends who were drifting away, feeling chubby, and generally hating being caught in social situations that I didn’t know what to do with. I hated middle school. But it’s okay. I’m never going back. I won that game. Sigh. Sorry to be a downer there.
Last thing. These are the things I notice on days when I don’t wear glasses:
1) I notice the wind in the trees. It’s beautiful.
2) I notice what people say, not so much how they look.
3) for some reason girls are more into me or for some reason they find me easier to flatter. At dinner, after my run a girl actually told me that “You look like a greek god”…Well, I felt complimented. She really said that. That was after an awkward series of questions about my chest hair. No, if you’re all wondering, I don’t shave it. It grows naturally.
It was like I was superman all day long and then I might put on my glasses next week and be Clark Kent again…although, not a chumpy Clark like in Smallville. But, I guess I don’t watch myself too closely. I could be a chump. In any case, I am beginning to wonder if contacts are a good option. I don’t care that much though. Jesus still loves me either way.
