Sunday, December 21, 2008
Don't Know
I don't know about the Honor Academy. I don't know what I'm doing next year. In a lot of ways I think the HA could be a really cool experience for me but I don't know if that's where God really wants me. I know he can provide if He wants to but right now I don't honestly know where the money would come from. I'm thinking about staying back a year. Maybe to work. Maybe to go to school again for just one more semester. Do a co-op and one other course that interests me. Maybe psychology. I could have and would even like to have more of an influence and a focus for my church. Focusing on small groups and community or something. I don't know. In a way, I would be disappointed to stay home. I really like the idea of just trying something new, going somewhere I've never been before, being on my own for a while, surrounding myself with people who all love Jesus. I think that would be cool. Come back a changed person, but I really don't know write now. There are pros and cons to both sides. Another benefit of staying home would be being able to go to Thunder Bay again. Hopefully by then I would have my G2 and I could visit friends that live a little ways out more often. That'd be really nice. sdlfasdlfalsdflaskfdf... yeah.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Almost Here
It's almost Christmas! Here's one of my favourite Christmas songs.
Other favourites include the entire All I Really Want for Christmas album by Steven Curtis Chapman and Mary Did You Know.
Remember Christmas is more than a nativity scene, it's a celebration of the birth of the one who died for us all at the cross!
Other favourites include the entire All I Really Want for Christmas album by Steven Curtis Chapman and Mary Did You Know.
Remember Christmas is more than a nativity scene, it's a celebration of the birth of the one who died for us all at the cross!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
New Discovery
I found out something I want for myself. I'm looking forward to having the journal I'm currently using filled. It's getting close. I'd be perfect if I could aim finishing it for the end of this month so the new one could start at the beginning of 2009. (Wow, it's almost 2009 already!).
Anyways, let me explain. While watching one of the videos from the Peasant Princess series mentioned in the previous posts, Mark mentions that he and his wife keep organized by using Moleskine books. I googled Moleskine, and, I don't know. They might be good quality books, you never know. Tonnes of varieties and sizes. Then, there was a story section on their website, and there were two sections to it: words and images. Having a image section on a site does well for a person like me. When I clicked for it several images of different people's notebooks appeared. They all looked so interesting.
I have two things, aside from this blog, that I use to primarily express myself: my journal and my sketchbook. For me, journal means expressing with words, sketchbook means no words. And I'm finding that there needs to be more of a balance for me. If I pass away and someone wants to look back on my life, or even myself just flipping back through things already written or drawn, I don't want a whole harem of my books to have to be assembled first to get the whole picture. It's gotta be simpler than that.
The goal for my next journal is not to be a journal, not even to be a good, interesting, journal. I want it to be more of a commonplace book. Allow me to quote from Wikipedia to explain.
"They were a way to compile knowledge, usually by writing information into books. They were essentially scrapbooks filled with items of every kind: medical recipes, quotes, letters, poems, tables of weights and measures, proverbs, prayers, legal formulas. Commonplaces were used by readers, writers, students, and humanists as an aid for remembering useful concepts or facts they had learned. Each commonplace book was unique to its creator's particular interests."
I want my journal to be that. I want it to look more creative from an outside glance perspective. I also currently want a big bowl of porridge with a heap of peanut butter on top...mmm, I do want that.
It's not that commonplace books are a new discovery for me. They're the same type of books that Klaus Baudelaire and Duncan Quagmire use in the Series of Unfortunate Events. (Great books, some of my favourite fictional). But it's like I found another part of myself.
Art isn't one of my greatest passions, but it explains a lot about me. It has to do with expression. One of the things I absolutely love most, is people. I love getting to know people, seeing how people work, how they think. To look at a life and take the good and the bad and see beauty in it.
By the way I'll say this here, if you find out that I've died, and for any reason, find my story interesting enough to publish, please don't take out parts. It's all or nothing, and hopefully in the end my story will give glory to Jesus for all the things he's done, does, and will do in my life.
So yeah, I love people. And I may be a thinker but I'd never survive in some deep psychological school because that needs to be coupled with creativity. If I were, I'd have to learn a new concept and think about it for the next two weeks, maybe on top of a mountain in the Netherlands or something, I don't know. And I'd draw about it too.
This is a picture from the story section of the Moleskine website. Click on it to go that story section, I would have loved to put all of the images here. It is the cover of Pablo Picasso's cahier. Because of this book, when I start my commonplace journal I'll write on it "Je suis le livre banal", which means "I aM the commonplace booK".
Anyways, let me explain. While watching one of the videos from the Peasant Princess series mentioned in the previous posts, Mark mentions that he and his wife keep organized by using Moleskine books. I googled Moleskine, and, I don't know. They might be good quality books, you never know. Tonnes of varieties and sizes. Then, there was a story section on their website, and there were two sections to it: words and images. Having a image section on a site does well for a person like me. When I clicked for it several images of different people's notebooks appeared. They all looked so interesting.
I have two things, aside from this blog, that I use to primarily express myself: my journal and my sketchbook. For me, journal means expressing with words, sketchbook means no words. And I'm finding that there needs to be more of a balance for me. If I pass away and someone wants to look back on my life, or even myself just flipping back through things already written or drawn, I don't want a whole harem of my books to have to be assembled first to get the whole picture. It's gotta be simpler than that.
The goal for my next journal is not to be a journal, not even to be a good, interesting, journal. I want it to be more of a commonplace book. Allow me to quote from Wikipedia to explain.
"They were a way to compile knowledge, usually by writing information into books. They were essentially scrapbooks filled with items of every kind: medical recipes, quotes, letters, poems, tables of weights and measures, proverbs, prayers, legal formulas. Commonplaces were used by readers, writers, students, and humanists as an aid for remembering useful concepts or facts they had learned. Each commonplace book was unique to its creator's particular interests."
I want my journal to be that. I want it to look more creative from an outside glance perspective. I also currently want a big bowl of porridge with a heap of peanut butter on top...mmm, I do want that.
It's not that commonplace books are a new discovery for me. They're the same type of books that Klaus Baudelaire and Duncan Quagmire use in the Series of Unfortunate Events. (Great books, some of my favourite fictional). But it's like I found another part of myself.
Art isn't one of my greatest passions, but it explains a lot about me. It has to do with expression. One of the things I absolutely love most, is people. I love getting to know people, seeing how people work, how they think. To look at a life and take the good and the bad and see beauty in it.
By the way I'll say this here, if you find out that I've died, and for any reason, find my story interesting enough to publish, please don't take out parts. It's all or nothing, and hopefully in the end my story will give glory to Jesus for all the things he's done, does, and will do in my life.
So yeah, I love people. And I may be a thinker but I'd never survive in some deep psychological school because that needs to be coupled with creativity. If I were, I'd have to learn a new concept and think about it for the next two weeks, maybe on top of a mountain in the Netherlands or something, I don't know. And I'd draw about it too.
This is a picture from the story section of the Moleskine website. Click on it to go that story section, I would have loved to put all of the images here. It is the cover of Pablo Picasso's cahier. Because of this book, when I start my commonplace journal I'll write on it "Je suis le livre banal", which means "I aM the commonplace booK".
Monday, December 8, 2008
Peasant Princess
I've been going through a video series of sermons called the Peasant Princess from Mars Hill Church. It's a series based on the Song of Songs and you can find it at www.peasantprincess.com or off iTunes podcasts for free. I just finished watching the last one today and I found that they were really good. That book really isn't spoken on often enough.
Through out the series you get to know Mark Driscoll, the pastor, and his wife Grace. The last video concluded the series by talking about parenting. Generally I really like they way they have their family set up, as parents of five children. And I'm realizing that parents ultimately are the ones who set up what the family looks like and how it functions. They have the ability to set up their families in anyway they like.
Obviously they have God as the main focus for their lives and family, and that's gotta be number 1. Watch the 10th video and you'll probably like it too. There's a lot of great things. This is hard for me to explain. Prayer at the core of it happening frequently in normal life. A really close family. "Daddy dates". There was a lot to be said about fathers and daughters.
I'm realizing that that's the kind of thing I would want for myself if God blesses me with a family one day. I also have a lot of dreams for what the church could look like one day as a functioning body, as a community. I want my church family to be close the way a family should be, praying for one another. I think that there's a lot that the church could learn from a well functioning family. Love should be seen in both.
Through out the series you get to know Mark Driscoll, the pastor, and his wife Grace. The last video concluded the series by talking about parenting. Generally I really like they way they have their family set up, as parents of five children. And I'm realizing that parents ultimately are the ones who set up what the family looks like and how it functions. They have the ability to set up their families in anyway they like.
Obviously they have God as the main focus for their lives and family, and that's gotta be number 1. Watch the 10th video and you'll probably like it too. There's a lot of great things. This is hard for me to explain. Prayer at the core of it happening frequently in normal life. A really close family. "Daddy dates". There was a lot to be said about fathers and daughters.
I'm realizing that that's the kind of thing I would want for myself if God blesses me with a family one day. I also have a lot of dreams for what the church could look like one day as a functioning body, as a community. I want my church family to be close the way a family should be, praying for one another. I think that there's a lot that the church could learn from a well functioning family. Love should be seen in both.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Job
I need a job. Like I really need a job if I want to go away this next year. A little while, a little more than a week ago, I had filled in five applications and handed them in. I haven't heard back from any of them yet... Meanwhile, my sister also wants to get a job so she can go on a trip to Italy with the school next year for a week. Probably close to a couple grand by the end of it and it's not even a missions trip where you could grow closer to God! The thing is today she just sent in a resume to one of the next places I was going to ask about and they might have an opening coming up soon. And to be fair, I'm not supposed to hand in a resume of my so there's no competition thing going on. And if she gets the job I'll be happy for her, but I'll be sad for myself because that would be her first try, I spent way more time filling out the applications than she did printing off one resume, I was thinking of looking there for a job first, and I have more need for a job. I probably sound like I'm just doing a bunch of whining.... and I probably am, so I'm gonna stop. But please pray that I'll get a job soon!
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
A Little Story
So today, well lately we've started to work on doing posterized portraits with acrylic paint. Rather than draw them out and spending lots of time doing that we're just tracing the faces on to the canvases using projectors. As I finished doing that I went to go return the projector to the room I had borrowed it from. Although it was light, it took two hands to carry. I went for the door, managing to hold it in one hand for a moment. And I would've been just fine on my own but there were some people outside in the hall and one guy was coming into the art room as I was leaving and opened the door by accident for me. As I left, I think he said something like "there you go my dear", and I thanked him. I didn't know him, and I think it was kind of a joke with his friends there and stuff, and I can almost definitely say that that was what it was, but still, it wasn't said in a mocking tone, if you know what I mean.
As I continued on my way, it brought about thoughts to my mind. First of all, with the fact that he was just some other student I didn't know put aside, I liked being called "my dear". I just liked it. No one calls me my dear. Not my dad, if so, only very rarely. Not boys, because none of them have ever really pursued me (yet). Maybe one girlfriend occasionally, but that's totally different. But I liked it, like it made me feel pretty or something. Anyways, that's all.
As I continued on my way, it brought about thoughts to my mind. First of all, with the fact that he was just some other student I didn't know put aside, I liked being called "my dear". I just liked it. No one calls me my dear. Not my dad, if so, only very rarely. Not boys, because none of them have ever really pursued me (yet). Maybe one girlfriend occasionally, but that's totally different. But I liked it, like it made me feel pretty or something. Anyways, that's all.
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