Thursday, June 19, 2003

Achtung! This site will become defunct in the near future. For *new* Xanga site, my faithful 2.5 readers, go to...

Danke Shun!

What the heck?!! It's only 2:39. I thought it'd be 4 by now! This day is going so slow...
I've resolved to eating healthier. Some things I'm doing...and keep me accountable (especially you Jeffko)!

No more soda, minimize juices...water and more water!
No eating after 10 PM.
Eating greens and fish for dinner as much as possible.
Wheat over white.
Eating breakfast!!!
Eating Sl-ow-lllly...
Man, this is hard, but I can do it.
Tommorow is the monthly Sailing social event, postponed from last week. I'll bring a dish (probably salsa and chips) so you won't have to. If you're interested in going, let me know, by phone or email. I'm staying afterwards for moonlight sail. Then off to prayer meeting.

(Bri, that's what I called about last night)
I'm thinking about heading over to the other camp, which is a xanga site. The best thing about them is that they have a guestbook function, which I regret not having with this site. So this may happen later tonight...or in the near future. Although, do I need a guestbook for the 2.5 readers of this site?

Wednesday, June 18, 2003

Roger Mason, Jr. on the Bulls...I just found out I work with his mom! He went to UVa. Her other son is also a great baller, but is a premed at Hopkins. He hates the social life. Small wonder...if it weren't for ministry, I woulda hated it too.

Tuesday, June 17, 2003

By the way, yesterday's sailing was A-MAZING! It was significantly breezier last night than previously. Most of the time the boat was right on the edge of the water, skidding in the "groove", the optimal speed at which the boat is heeled just to the edge of the water. We had a quiz as well, which was pretty easy. I'm reading the wind a LOT better, relying more on my face and hands rather than flags, telltale and windex on the mast.

Sailing terms to know:
-Tacking, which is turning the boat from one dir. of sail to the other, is more antiquely known as 'HARD-A-LEE!"
-Sheet-In means to pull in the mainsail line. You do this when you're about to tack or jibe. Sheet-out happens after the tack or jibe occurs.
-Leeward-away from the wind
-Windward-toward the wind
Some of you may be wondering why I'm doing so many different things. I've gotten comments like 'young adult life crisis' and 'getting it out of my system before medical school'. I don't think either of these are the real reasons. A man needs to be tested, to know that he is capable of taking on something bigger than what he knows. When he fails to do that, then he becomes a dull, half-hearted person that is a shell of the man he's called to be. From the 'Wild at Heart' book, the author describes his last visit to the zoo. He watched intently a lion, the 'King of the Jungle'. The lion looked so lifeless in his small domain, lying there next to his precut food and water. He had no pride to lead, no animals to catch, and no territories to defend. This is the state a 'domesticated' man can become. It's clearly something I don't want to happen for myself. So one way I'm countering this 'taming' is to endeavor as many challenging physical activities that require interaction with nature as possible. Hopefully through that, I will better build what my ministry leader calls "agressive, non-passive passion for God" to forcefully advance the kingdom. I believe ministering to others and doing God's work requires a raw passion that cannot be expressed in a docile Ned Flanders type of guy. It's not what God intended, and it's not what I want. Think John the Baptist, a wild man in the desert. So as I wait for where God wants me to be, who I'm supposed to minister to next, and even who he will put with me, I endeavor to enjoy challenges in His beautiful outdoors. It helps me to be patient with myself and others, and maintain zeal for the Lord. My impatience had largely resulted from sitting on my hands and going through the motions.
If you're a guy, my challenge to you is to find ways to 'untame' yourself. You'll be a better man for it, trust me. ;)
Daily dose of Scripture:

Romans 12


9Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. 10Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. 11Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. 12Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. 13Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality.

Monday, June 16, 2003

Oh man, early lunch...11:15. I was so hungry I was waiting for them to open the door. I really should eat breakfast like my roommate. My spirits are up with something in my stomuch.
I'm happy for David Robinson...what a great way to end your basketball career!
This is one of those rare mornings when I am just really cranky. Woke up this morning with a headache, wanted to use the bathroom but my roommate already beat me to it. So I was pretty irritated. The warm sticky morning made me itch like crazy. When I got to work one of the bags I brought had a camera. I had forgotten to take it out from yesterday's bike trail. The security guard asked me for it, and I fumbled around my bag forever, forgetting it was in the front pouch. She said CMS rules were you can't bring camera. At this point I was so frustrated, I said "Dammit!" Talk about not being a good witness, huh? I wanted to throw the camera to the ground, but managed to keep my composure and went back out. I left my other bag at the security which I had put my car keys in for it to go through the scan. So I went back to get it without going past the scan again. One security guard was about to stop me, when the lady security guard told him I was just going to return my camera. I think I would have just lost it there and punched the guy.

Rough morning...during the car ride I was listening to a message about running for the prize and Eric Little. I love Chariots of Fire and the analogy Paul uses with running the race and the Christian life. This morning is a good indication of needing to keep focused, and not trip over my shoelaces during the run.
There are days when I'm a pretty dangerous guy :P