The Art of hockey...not really, I'm not that good.

Man, I was sooooo tired tonight...I just got home from playing hockey. I had my very last art class before spring break...I am so glad. One whole week of not having to go to college. My teacher let us out early today...I think she wanted a head start on spring break too...that was good. I'm glad she is nice once in a while.

I got home only to remember that today was Friday...and what do I do almost every Friday? I play hockey...I was already tired...then to go play hockey with my friends...MAJOR tiredness...no...more like General Tiredness. But anywaz, every game that we played my team won...I was just lucky to be on the winning team; I played I think 6 sets, which is best 2 out of 3...I ended up coming home early at 9:15 and the guys played another 2 sets afterward. I was so whipped. my whole body ached for Ibuprofen...I actually escaped without getting any major injuries, and for that I am thankful.

Yorkshire!

Man, it was so awesome to see everybody at Yorkshire tonight. We had a double service at my church which includes, Sunday school, service, a lunch (we are good baptists!), and then another service. This was our associate pastor's last Sunday before going to pastor a church in Ithaca. So our afternoon/evening was free. Our pastor's oldest son wanted to go to see our friends in Yorkshire but we had planned not to go untill the 22nd...which happens to be long after they leave. To solve this problem, our good friend came up with a solution that worked pretty well...we would go down on their last Sunday here! So we did! It was awesome.

The trip over was pretty bad because the fog was so thick and the lovely driver in front of me from my church didn't have her lights on..."they are automatic." she said with the helpless bat of the eyes..."Well, your taillights arn't, and I couldn't see you." I said firmly but not angrily. We did arrive 4 minutes late, but not bad because the lights were off and they were watching the movie about Mark Zook and his missions with the Mouk people in Paupa New Guinea. We all shuffled in and sat in front of 3 of my best friends from that church, one of them was actually leaving that Sunday night to go back to Appalachian Bible College. It was awesome to see how God worked that out so we could hang out with all those awesome people there!

A day off and STILL lessons to be learned.

Today, Monday, was a very average day with nothing happening out of the ordinary, involving very average people to whom nothing ever extraordinary ever happened too....but since THAT is INCREDIBLY boring, I will tell you about my day...which is just as boring (besides, I don't know what happened to those people anywaz!)

Today I did not have college, so I stayed home to help my dad finish the floors. We spent from 12:30 till about 3:30 finishing the floors...after a while the smell doesn't bother you. Its actually kinda bad...but still. My dad edged everything and I coated the large areas. We worked pretty fast and got the first coat on quickly only to have to wait...again. So...my mom, brother and sister left to stay at my grandparents for the week and I am staying here at my house with my dad to work on the floors.

The smell finally died down about 6-ish and the floor started drying. They look really good. We have a few more coats to put on before it is complete. My dad wants at least 4 coats...that way we can at least use up the extra finish we have.

I did have the privilege to talk to some of my best friends today. Two of them are siblings and are like family to me. It was good talking to them. We ended up talking about how the standards of today's teen generation have declined; how the standards have lowered so much as to say, "God wants us to have fun." That is sad...sad and sickening. My one friend, who I call my lil' sis', was sad because of the state this "Christian" teen population seems to be no different from the world.

Tell me what you think. I want feedback on this. Please leave me a comment, it may help me...it may help some one else.

Snow, skiing, falling,...and God?

Today I had another fun day of skiing with my friends at Holiday Valley. Having only been skiing a total of 9 times in my life, I have been able to land pretty big jumps and the such. Quite fun really. I must have gone down the terrain park next to Cindy's Run a dozen times or so...each time getting a lil better at the 3 big table-tops there. Overall skiing was good...not too cold, the snow was good too, and we skied most of the daylight away.

I fell many times in my attempt to hit those jumps and go places...but just like real life; we fall before we succeed. Sometimes we never succeed at that one thing we really want to do; but that means it was never to be.

After all I did today, I was reminded about how in life, we don't succeed. Yes, I know, I kinda covered that, but stay with me. Today I was reminded of a friendship that I have with one of my old schoolmates. He hates me...plain and simple. For the longest time I have tried to repair this friendship with him, and every time I think I have it right...he cuts himself off from me, and alienates himself. I see that if I want a change in him; I cannot make it. I need to rely fully on God to make the change.