Monday, August 30, 2004

Stress is Life, and Life is Stress

Thought of the Day: Another day, another...no, wait, still waiting on student loans.
Song of the Day: Michael W. Smith, "Great Is The Lord"


If ever you desire old Christian tapes, go to Value Village. Before I do. I was listening to MWS's "First Decade 1983-1993" tape today. Genius. You can find most anything there. My most recent find: Whiteheart's "Highlands". Great for cars and walkmans. And cheaper than CDs. Plus, there are things I can own on tape that I wouldn't own on CD. That's just the way it is.

Thank you to those of you who have posted comments recently. I have really appreciated it. Though due to the fact that they have been directly addressed to me, I have chosen to hide them from the viewing public and will be receiving them by e-mail personally. So please still send them my way.

I have concluded that life is a stressful enterprise. Student loans will fear the wrath of D when I visit them later this week in Regina. The money will be mine. Oh yes, it will be mine.

Faith, hope, and love.

Conversations

Thought of the Day: Two weeks, eh?
Song of the Day: U2, "Running To Stand Still"


I apologize for the delay in the blog. The last time I wrote, Canada was only expected to do horribly in Athens. Now, we proved it. 12 medals. Ugh. We can and should do better. If nothing else, we should be at least as good as our mother countries, Great Britain and France. My thought: triple our medals in Beijing. Seriously. But on with the blog!

These past two weeks have been very stressful, and that stress level will likely continue for another two weeks. If you're a praying sort, please keep it up. It is much appreciated. If I can make it to Thanksgiving, I can do anything and everything through Christ who gives me strength.

A large part of my last two weeks has been meeting with people. I have been really blessed to have talked and/or met with many people on a one-to-one basis in recent memory. I often find that I process thoughts better through speech than through just plain old thought. So here is a list of some of the theoretical titles of theses that have been brewing in the recesses of my brain as a result of these conversations.

"Student Loans and their uncanny ability to continually mess up my life"
"The Good Ole Days: Contemporary Christian Music of the 80s"
"The Disappearing Border: 'Secular' vs. 'Christian' music"
"Emo: A musical genre or a way of life?"
"America, music, and politics: a Molotov Cocktail waiting to be thrown"
"What is worship?"
"Love is a Battlefield: Standards on Dating"
"Stress obeys the second law of thermodynamics. It can never be destroyed, only redistributed."
"Wayne's World: The Defining Comedy of the 1990s"
"Devotions vs. Devotion"
"Canada Needs Olympic Skill"

That's about all I can think of. Except that it's only been three weeks since A left, but it feels like so much longer. I miss her so much. Only 22 months left! Wooo.

Faith, hope, and love.

Monday, August 16, 2004

The Stretch Run

Thought of the Day: Summer school........never again...
Song of the Day: "Leaving on a Jet Plane," Chantal Kreviazuk


Two main observations of the day, regarding two of the more prominent things in my life: school and A. School first. One of the more memorable lines in the Joe Schmo 2 finale was when Rhett Reese, the executive producer of the show, was coaching the cast for the day, and advised them that "the dessert of our meal of deceit is soon to be eaten," and that "it's no longer a marathon, it's a sprint." Truer words have never been spoken when applied to my summer school experience. I have a lot of work to do this week to finish this class, and that is the product of the last couple of weeks. I will have to really knuckle down, but I can do it, and I'm looking forward to being done at the end of this week. It'll be good to have two weeks off before fall classes start to reset and begin again. So that's school.

I was missing A a lot today. A lot. Because we've already done the long-distance thing for 16 months, it hasn't hit me quite so strongly yet, but every so often, I'm just particularly reminded of her. There will definitely be times this year where it will be really hard to be without her. On the plus side, I have a lot more time to phone other friends now. But seriously, if you know her, send her some encouragement and really help her out. She's settling in, and right now she'll be done her first day of teaching, but it's still been a crazy ride for both of us and we can use all the encouragement and prayers we can get. That's about all for today.

Faith, hope, and love.

Saturday, August 14, 2004

Life Is Weird Sometimes

Thought of the day: I'm the token white guy. Sweet.
Song of the day: "Two Princes," Spin Doctors

What a day. What a week. As you can tell from my lack de blogging (imagine that in a fake Quebec French lilt for greater amusement), it has been a week. Over a week, in fact. And I suppose, given my last blog, that some of you may have been waiting on hands and needles to hear from me, possibly even e-mailing me to see what the blog I was doing. Well, here's the long-awaited post you've all been anticipating. But first, some random thoughts to continue other threads of thought from previous blogs.

First, Joe Schmo 2 finale was this past week. Pure polyunsaturated genius. Check out the DVD if you missed it. There will be one. My top three characters of the series: Bryce the Stalker, Derek Newcastle the Pompous Host, and Gerald (hard "G") the Gotta-Be-Gay-Guy. I don't know if JS3 is coming or not, but kudos to cast and crew for topping the first Schmo.

Second, Batman Begins trailer is now online. Could very well redeem the franchise. The cast is going to be up there with the first two: Bale, Freeman, Neeson, Watanabe, Caine, Oldman. That's a respectable group to redeem the Dark Knight from its horrible horrible Joel Schumacher legacy. Batman Forever was on CBC this week, and it is quite possibly one of the ten worst movies of all time, and easily in the top three "I'm going to choose to remember that movie as better than it was so I don't lament losing eight bucks and two hours of my life" movies.

Third, 50 Tracks is still going, having finished the 70s. Respectable, if not predictable picks: "Imagine," "Stairway To Heaven," "God Save The Queen." But no "Hotel California," "Bohemian Rhapsody," or "Stayin' Alive"? No Stevie Wonder? No C.W. McCall's "Convoy"? Okay, maybe not that last one, but still. The 80s are this week. Should be interesting who gets the nod, particularly since the trend for the most recent decade is to choose in one of three ways: a) the song is essential (ie Imagine, Stairway); b) the group is essential, the song is negotiable (ie In My Life, Heartbreak Hotel); c) Neither the song nor the artist is particularly essential, but the 'experts' just want to advance some of their personal faves (well, I guess these are the songs that don't make the final five, but still, you get the point). Of course, if I were choosing the 80s, half of the songs nominated would be U2 songs. Just for information's sake, for the purposes of 50 Tracks, I would rank U2's top five 80s songs this way: 5T. With or Without You, The Joshua Tree; I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For, The Joshua Tree; Where the Streets Have No Name, The Joshua Tree (really, could YOU pick one over the others?)
4. Sunday Bloody Sunday, War
3. Bullet the Blue Sky, The Joshua Tree
2. Desire, Rattle and Hum
1. Pride (In the Name of Love), The Unforgettable Fire

Alright, now I'm done with the appetizers. On to the main course! What's up with me that I couldn't blog all this week. Well, let me fill you in. School's done in a week. I have two assignments and a final to do by next Friday. Not feeling into it at all since August long weekend. Just ugh. Ariann is getting settled in Taiwan, and she loves it there. IVCF is moving ahead. I'd say on a ministry transmission, we'd be just about to shift into second gear. God has been doing all sorts of neato stuff in the past week, and I'm getting stoked for this year. Student loans is hopefully taken care of. It's going to be a busy week, finishing school work, as well as trying to get a bunch of other stuff done for the upcoming year. Oh, and Douggie (the '85 Camry that has given me mostly trouble over the past 18 months) is now dead. So I'm car-free for awhile. Thankfully, I've got one lined up for the end of the month. So that's the basic update.

Tonight was interesting. I planned to go to a BBQ a friend invited me to, but the address in the e-mail was wrong or something, and it wasn't where I thought it was. I was kind of dejected, but then I heard someone in the backyard from a house right across the street shouting "Praise the Lord! Hallelujah!", and I heard some African-style singing. I knew I was supposed to go in there, so I walked right in to this random yard. Me, the token white guy, along with the host, who was a prof at the bible college. I got some quizzical looks, but after I shared in a sharing time who I was, how I got there, and that I had no idea why I was there, it was cool. Africans are great, so welcoming and so passionate about everything! I ended up staying for the prayer meeting and BBQ, and I was really blessed by several of the brothers and sisters there. Hopefully, we can do a joint prayer event between the African group and IVCF sometime this year. They have a lot to teach us, particularly about thankfulness. And really, most experts already say that within a quarter of a century, Africa and Asia will be the heart of Christianity in the globe, not the Western world, and that an African Pope may not actually be that far off. They should be sending missionaries here, not just us sending people there. So, that was my Friday night, crashing an African prayer meeting BBQ and meeting an Old Testament Professor. And that, my friends, is the wacky life of Turner.

Faith, hope, and love.

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Life is interesting sometimes

Thought of the Day: When life gives you lemons, throw them at people.
Song of the Day: "Hypnotized," Pillar


Life is interesting sometimes. There are times when we have no option but to be dependent on God for our everyday existence. That's where I feel I am right now. With all the stuff that is going on in my life, I have no option but to turn directly to God and say "Here. It's all yours." And I think that's all I have to say tonight. Peace.

Faith, hope, and love.

Sunday, August 01, 2004

If only we could all be street performers

Thought of the Day: Only five sleeps...
Song of the Day: "Blessed Be Your Name", Tree63


Today was a day. The realization that A leaves in five short sleeps is finally starting to hit me. I don't like it. I don't see her until Wednesday, but those last two days will be something else. More on that as it develops.

The most exciting thing that happened to me today was that we went to the Fringe and I got "volunteered" to help in a street performer's show. I hammed it up good, had a lot of fun, A probably stood there shaking her head. There were other people in the crowd (unbeknownst to me at the time) that knew me, so when I went up, I heard "Go D!", and it made me feel like I had friends. Anyway, this performer ended up walking over me on stilts swinging these flaming chain things, and it was a lot of fun. "Spark" (the performer) said that I had been one of her more energetic volunteers. Glad that I could help her out. More Fringe wackiness up for later this week, I'm sure.

All this made me think of the whole issue of trust, and the story of Charles Blondin, the tightrope walker who crossed Niagara Falls in the 1800s. Basic point of the story is if you say you trust someone, put your life where your words are. It was kind of strange...I didn't even know this performer, but I put myself in a position of complete submission and completely at her mercy. I think that must be somewhat akin to someone just finding out about Jesus, and how foreign trusting him must seem at first. And He's wackier than any street performer. So that's the motto for today: Jesus is the ultimate street performer. Boo yeah.

Faith, hope, and love.

You don't really get to know someone until...

Thought of the day: ...you meet their family.
Song of the day: "Clocks", Coldplay


This whole "engaged" thing is interesting...you get an entirely new family out of the deal! I spent the last two days with the Chambers women (A, her mom, and her two younger sisters ), and the saying is true...you really don't know someone until you meet their family. It's been good to spend time with them, since I won't see them until Christmas. A is getting ready to leave at the end of this week, so we're milking the time we have left for everything we've got. Good news, I enjoy her family, and I seem to fit right in. But enough of that.

On a completely different note, I'm frustrated with student loans. Sure, they give me money without which I could not hope to complete my copious amounts of schooling, but on the other hand, they have apparently "misplaced" (read: lost) my application for summer student loans. What does that mean for me? Since I was counting on that money to pay my long-overdue tuition for summer, I may have to wait until September to do that. And I cannot register for classes until I pay that tuition, meaning I may have to sweet talk some profs in the first week of school. So I have to fill out another application for summer loans, as well as for the upcoming school year, ASAP, so I can have some money. Yay. But grrrr.

That's about it for now. In store for the rest of the weekend: sleep in, spend time with Ariann, go to church, eventually do homework. Joy. Faith, hope, and love.

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