Well, here it is, my first time preaching…
I’ve got a lot to learn, but it was a great experience.
A lot of people are telling me, good job, etc. and I am very appreciative of that.
But intelligent feedback on content, clarity, etc. is also appreciated.
(Oh, and I talk 200 miles an hour. Had to fit 15 minutes into 10.)
One of the best parts about making this video is all of the great responses we’ve been getting from people!
We’re realizing how many creative friends we have, so here’s the deal…
You’re gonna caption our short!
If we pick your caption, not only will we cut a version with your slogan and give you tribute, but you’ll also be invited to coffee with the actor(s)!
So, give it a shot! We’re excited to see what you can do!
So,
Week 10. As per usual, I am procrastinating and letting the hours, minutes, seconds, etc. slip away as I draw ever nearer to my deadline for school work. 10 week quarters seem to go so fast and I always look back and am amazed at the amount of work I do in these 10 week periods.
But first…
I was hanging out yesterday in my new kitchen (which traps heat like crazy), procrastinating yet again, with my friend Simon when we both found ourselves looking at the fan on the ceiling, quietly pondering life. While I can’t speak directly to the thought process in Simons mind, it was clear to me that both of us were simultaneously having a moment of epiphany and subsequently too hot and tired to do anything about it.
If you want to know what Simon was thinking, you will have to ask him. But me, I was thinking about how much I wish my homework would do itself and that I wouldn’t be so busy these next two weeks. When in reality, the busy-ness is due to copious amounts of procrastination. I find myself fervently praying, “God, please give me the mindset to do good work and the endurance to pull late nights and write excellent A+ papers”, but in reality, God has already given me a strong mind to think with, a heart to love with, a conscience to guide my choices by and a sun to schedule my tasks by. Maybe God has done his work and supplied the fan. Maybe it’s up to me now to reach my lazy arm up and turn it back on when it stops working. Contrary to my desire, the string won’t pull itself…
Just out of curiosity, what miracle are you waiting on?
So, what did I learn? Time to get back at it. …first thing tomorrow…
Convinced of my deception
I’ve always been a fool
I fear this love reaction
Just like you said I would
A rose could never lie
About the love it brings
And I could never promise
To be any of those things
If I was not so weak
If I was not so cold
If I was not so scared of being broken
Growing old
I would be…
I would be…
I would be…
Blessed are the shallow
Depth they’ll never find
Seemed to be some comfort
In rooms I try to hide
Exposed beyond the shadows
You take the cup from me
Your dirt removes my blindness
Your pain becomes my peace
If I was not so weak
If I was not so cold
If I was not so scared of being broken
Growing old
I would be…
I would be…
I would be…
Frail
I have had multiple requests by people to read a particular paper I wrote and since it is mostly a historical/research paper rather than a personal/persuasion paper, I am okay sharing it.
Please forgive my momentary self-indulgence and feel free to enjoy, agree or disagree, but most importantly, engage…
