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Crying Dragons Eat Snow for their Birthdays

March 16, 2008 on 11:05 pm | In Blog |

At the end of this post, I’ve put some pictures of the wonderful snowfall here at LPTS. I got to go sledding, snow-angeling, and general trudging through deep (for us!) powder. Two days later it of course all melted and we were under a flash flood warning, but it was nice while it lasted. Some pictures I wish I had were me flying 7 feet off a ramp I built and then landing face first. When a long haired, bearded man face plants into snow, he transforms from Jesus to Santa almost instantly. Hmm…Jesus IS Santa. Wait…Santa is spelled using the same letters as Satan. Mild ponderings…

I was listening to the rock station on the radio a couple of weeks ago and heard a RIDICULOUS song by a band called Dragonforce. First off, I wholeheartedly loved the name. Second, I don’t know if I’ve ever heard such fast paced enjoyable rock. Imagine Metallica/Van Halen/DDR. Normally when good rock hits me, it’s in a minor key but this was lively and made me smile. The vocals are straight out of the big hair 80s but you adjust quickly. Their song I heard was Through the Fire and Flames. When I got back to my apt, I looked it up and the music video is on Youtube. Just go here to see it. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3H4liC2sWg It has over 3 MILLION views because it is just that crazy! I have since found out that they’ve been around for a while and even have a song on Guitar Hero 3 (how people do it, I’m not sure). They do the one thing I wish more bands would do: Jam.

I’ve been cooking for real lately. There’s of course my teriyaki chicken or omelets but I mean more in depth cooking. My group supervision on Tuesdays generally has someone do food for the evening and my two times have been the last two weeks. The first week I made fried chicken wraps, potato wraps, fried rice, and sweet tea (as well as introduce some of the people to Ale8). Last Tuesday I brought delicious quesadillas, blueberry cobbler (with fresh blueberries), and maple-pumpkin cheesecake with caramel. Everything was made from scratch and I was quite proud. I intend to continue cooking when I have more money but it was nice to remember that I do actually enjoy creating deliciousness in the kitchen.

I went to Lexington this weekend where I was able to see so many friends and family. Friday night was the spring play that two of my old small group guys were a part of. They are now seniors and I’m so proud of them! Another’s birthday was Sat so I got to sing to him. Speaking of birthdays, we had a massive birthday party for all the march babies in the group we hang out with. I think there were 8 in all! In order to also celebrate St. Patty’s Day we had great Bangers ‘N Mash and Shepherd’s Pie. It turned into a huge game night with myself playing Settlers of Cattan. Great game that took way too long this time. Sunday, I went to Immanuel and told people about my trip to South Africa I’m taking next January. It’s a traveling seminar class led by professors here at LPTS and will be a fantastic opportunity to see how faith is worked out in a completely different culture.

I cried three times this weekend. 1: Listening to thicker music on the way into town. I was contemplating my goal of absorbing the whole of humanity and got choked up on the sinful power of the human species. 2: I was not enjoying the first service at IBC and really feeling stupid sitting there. Basically I’m telling God I don’t like this, this isn’t a spiritual experience at all, and I should just leave. We started to sing Agnus Dei and I reluctantly stood up with everyone else. In walked Amy’s mom and sister. As soon as I saw Lana a visual was forced into my mind’s eye that I simply couldn’t shake. It had the power of a hallucination for an instant. In the vision, I saw (third person) myself embracing her and bawling. Every bit of anger and frustration left me in that moment and I just cried. 3: Listening to Glad’s My God I Love Thee on the way to my parents’ house. I was thinking why I love God and how it really wasn’t because I was scared of Hell or any other reason. I remembered that really love Him because it is the only response I can have when faced with His love for me. Then I remembered the same about my mom and dad and let a tear fall.