My trip to France part 1

In just a few hours I will be leaving for France. This will be my first time overseas, and I am really looking forward to this trip. I am going with two friends from school. The first few days we are just going to hang out in Paris and go to a few museums and to regular tourest stuff. The second week we are there we are going to be staying at Taize, an ecumenical community. You should check out their site, what they do is very interesting. I am really looking forward to this part because for one week there will be no phone, no internet, no TV, really no technology at all. This might be a little hard for me, but I am sure it will be very refreshing.

Pictures will have to wait because I forgot my camera cord.

more to come….

Goal Line Blitz

If you like MMORPG, Goal Line Blitz is one I have found and really enjoy. This game is a simulation football season which allows you to create and manage a player or team and also allows you to do a few other things I have not checked out yet. It only take a few minutes a day unlike other MMORPG which take away years of peoples lives. So check it out if you like and sign up. Did I mention if you sign up it helps me out.

Songs I can’t stop listening to…

Here is a random list of 8 songs that I can’t stop listening to. Resurrection Fern tops the list, I have listened to it on repeat in my car for the last three weeks, it is amazing.

If you have not heard one of these songs check it out it will be worth your time.

An ILL Proposal

Below is an article by Roger Olson from the WacoTribune, the local paper here in Waco. Dr. Olson is a professor of Theology at Truett Seminary where I am currently working on my MDiv. When I read it I was asked what I thought and I said “it is a satire, while I was reading it I was reminded of ‘A Modest Proposal‘ by Johanathn Swift.”

At Truett this article caused a lot of discussion to take place among the student body. In the office I work in at school the big question was did he actually write it? For me there was no question about that, yes he wrote it his name is on the article. People could just not believe that he would write something like this. What they were forgetting was the literary device known as satire. I believe he did a great job in making his points, and did it in a way which grabs your attention. Well enough of what I have to say, read the article for yourself.

Dear, dear — it’s only a taboo
Monday, April 21, 2008

Dear Abby:

I am only writing this because of your public influence through your syndicated advice column in this and many other newspapers.

I write to represent a little-known but growing special interest group called “Incest Liberation Lobby” (ILL).

We are an organization of people interested or actively involved in what society labels “incestuous relationships.”

Our aim is to change social norms so that we can be free to practice our lifestyle openly and without persecution.

You recently published a letter [March 26] from a woman whose little girl watched a neighbor having sex with her son through a window looking into their bedroom next door. In your response, you held us up to public ridicule, embarrassment and even possible criminal sanctions.

Perhaps you do not realize it, but you engaged in simply reinforcing what is no more than a conventional belief that sex between close relatives is forbidden.

That’s nothing more than a socio-religious taboo that, like so many other sexual practices, needs to be changed.

Why condemn the neighbor’s and her son’s lifestyle? Both are willing adults and, presumably, they are engaging in it without coercion and with full mutuality.

Why should any sexual practice engaged in by willing adults with full mutuality be considered wrong? Most have been reversed already; some are in the process of being reversed with your help!

In former columns you have taken the side of people who want to be liberated from sexual taboos such as same-gender sex. Well, isn’t it a little inconsistent to appeal to a social taboo rooted in superstition under the guise of religion now?

What harm is done by incest as long as no children are involved and none are produced?

With today’s technological advances, there is no real risk of children being born as a result of incest. In the particular case you published, the mother was too old to have children. So why is sex with her son bad if both partners are willing and doing it with informed consent and without impairment of mind?

We in the ILL are sick and tired of incest being condemned by society. Virtually every other taboo has been exposed as just that and more. They are generally recognized by educated, intelligent people such as yourself as discriminatory and oppressive.

Please retract your hurtful comments about incest and respect our right to live out our sexual preference without social stigma.

If homosexuals have the right to engage in sexual relations and even be married, why shouldn’t close relatives have the same rights?

The only answers have to be “custom” or “religion.” Neither one should rule people’s lives in a liberated society such as ours.

We of the ILL will look forward to a future column in which you will become consistent and publicly take up our cause.

So what do you think?

My Humps

So I know this is pretty old but I saw it today for the first time due to the fact that youtube and my computer do not get along very well. “My Humps” made famous by The Black Eyed Peas, is a catchy pop song and nothing more, until Alanis Morissette gave this song the recognition it deserves. In TBEP’s version behind all the fast beats and quick rhyme scheme one can miss the totally ridiculousness of this song, but when Alanis vocalizes the lyrics to this song you can quickly hear just how stupid it is. The sad thing is that this song was on the Billboard Top 100 Music Charts for 136 weeks and made it all the way to number 7.

Lake Fairfield

Here are a few pics of the new lake record Blue cat I caught early in the morning on April 11th at Lake Fairfield. The fish weighed 42.2 pounds and was 39.5 inches long. Joseph Douglas is the guy who should have caught the fish but when the rod bent over, Joseph being the generous guy he is told me to take this one, and when I pulled the fish out of the water this is what she looked like.

Physical Journaling

I love to run. I have loved to run for as long as I can remember.

I ran cross-country and track in junior high and throughout high school. I have continued to run since then as much as I can. There is just something about it that I can’t get enough of. I need to make it known that when I run I do hurt. When I have taken a break for a little while getting back in shape is often times extremely painful. My lungs often feel as if they are about to explode, and sometimes my legs feel as if they are made of lead and I can barely pick them up. Still I love to run.

I know there is talk about a runners high, and that people love to run because they experience it, but that I not why I like to run. I sometimes do have a runners high and feel as if I could run forever but this is very rare for me. It is something else, something that I have never really been able to explain. When I run I am alone with just the next stride in front of me. I am free to think of anything that I want to. I know I can think of anything I want to at anytime I want to, but when I run I experience what I think of in a totally different way. I am not distracted by anything and I am totally focused on my thoughts. I do not listen to music when I run, in fact it is the only time that I hate to listen to music, and if you know me I love music. Being totally alone with my thoughts rarely happens throughout the day. What is really happening is that my emotions are put aside and my thoughts are not jaded by how I feel. I do not have the energy to feel anything, for my lungs or legs are usually begging for more oxygen. I can be honest with myself. I am allowed to experience truth.

A friend of mine while talking about running said that running is kind of like physical journaling, and I think that she is right. I had never thought of calling running physical journaling before but that is what I have used running for, for many years.

To stop running on and on about nothing in this post I will end with a quote from Dietrich Bonhoeffer which captures what running does for me.

By sheer grace, God will not permit us to live even for a brief period in a dream world. He does not abandon us to those rapturous experiences and lofty moods that come over us like a dream. God is not a God of the emotions but the God of truth.

An Unexpected Trip

I went to Mexico this past weekend with a friend from school. It was my first time to Mexico and I know that it will not be my last. We went down to a town called Musquiz to help put a roof on a house. I wished I had pictures to show of this town and the mountains behind it, and of the people I got to meet and of the house we worked on. but I did not have time to take my camera out and take pics.

The room we were putting a roof on was an addition to an existing house. This room which was made of concrete block doubled the size of the house were three people where living. The original house was 8 cinder blocks by 11 cinder blocks. I had never seen such poor conditions. I have seen some bad places in Mississippi and Texas and some other regions in the States, but nothing like this, it was impoverished everywhere.

What was really, um I am not sure what I am trying to say here, maybe beautiful, was the character of the people we were helping. The woman’s house we were building lived next to her mother where we stayed. Both her and her mother cooked for us.  Everything they made was so delicious, the tortillas they made right in front of us and were the best I have ever had. They we so delighted to serve us. It was their pleasure to give us what they had. They were so thankful and joyful. They were blessing me just by showing such joyful hospitality.

There was also a young boy who was probably 10 or so named Antonio who was around helping out. He was so happy to help out in any way he could. Just before we left I was teaching him how to juggle with some rocks and he was learning pretty fast. He was getting pretty good with two rocks, he picked it up in about five minutes and started trying to juggle three.

One other thing that was interesting was the fact that I do not speak any Spanish. I could not communicate with anyone there at all which at times was difficult trying to build stuff. When I was not trying to figure out what someone needed, it was good just to be able to listen and not talk, I should probably try that more often.

It May Take a While

Don’t stop looking at this picture until you start to laugh.

Walmart Cake

Remember

Lent is a 40 day period where Christians fast and pray before Easter. Growing up on the Mississippi Gulf Coast I was around many people who observed Lent, but being a Baptist I never have. This year I am. Last year during Lent while on facebook I notice that one of my friends was no longer on facebook. I asked her why she quit facebook and she told me she gave it up for Lent. So this year for Lent I have deleted my facebook account. I am not doing this just to say I quit facebook but to REMEMBER. Every time I think about checking facebook, which will happen, every few minutes at work I will try to remember what God did and continues to do through Christ. I will share more about this over the next 40 days.

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