So tomorrow I am supposed to be leading the wednesday night devotional at my church. Kind of a scary prospect! I am not exactly 100% prepared, which should be alright since I have all day tomorrow to get ready and it is only a short 15 minute talk. Still... its an intimidating prospect. So if you happen to read this posting before its too late please pray for me! I know I will be doing a lot of praying, because that is the only way this thing has any choice of working. Incidentally, if you are interested in hearing a grammatical analysis of Paul’s introduction in his Epistle to the Romans come by Markham Bible Chapel tomorrow at 7 p.m. (show up at 6 in you want a free diner). It should be interesting... one way or another...

So here is a Byron poem I have liked for a long time, though I have never been sure why. Read it and enjoy. Oh, and I think it's worth mentionioning that Leorard Cohen did a cover of it. Cool, eh!?

So We'll Go No More a-Roving

So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart still be as loving, And the moon still be as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul outwears the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a-roving By the light of the moon. George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron

partY hartY

Yikes! So its been awhile since I posted anything... Guess I'm getting kinda sloppy. Oh well, what can I say, there's been a lot of partying going on lately. Hey! My kitchen party went excellent. The food was actually good which is fairly surprising considering how little planning and co-ordination was involved. But, more importantly, we had a great time and I got to see some excellent people for the first time since gettting back from Africa. The day after that I spent the morning giving out frisbees (or disks as ppl call them) at an Ultimate tournament. The disks had one of those cool graphics that says one thing when you look at it one way and a completely different thing from another angle. They said "The Wages of sin is DEATH / The gift of God is LIFE." Cool eh? And we gave out tracts titled "Ultimate Questions" with them. I think is was a really great idea for an outrach (way to go Dave). Prayerfully those disks will get passed around a lot (literally) and people will see them and think. The day after that was Steve's birthday party scavenger hunt (happy birthday dude). That was pretty awsome. I love a good challenge and some of the tasks were way cool. My favourite was where we had to talk to a homeless person for 5 minutes and give them something. I dicided to share the gosple with a dude and then give him a sandwich. It was a nice rewarding experiance which just happened to earned me some points for the game. Tonight I was over at aMac's for his North Africa presentation. It wasn't quite as rockin' cool as the previous two days, but aMac did a great job breifing us on his trip and it was really exciting to hear what was going on. Also, I got to hang with Mr and Mrs McD which was a good time and a half. So as you can see I have had a really packed fews days, which is why I havn't been posting.What can I say... maybe I'm just too cool for blogging... or maybe not... no... deffinatly not...

coDE 1ooo

So today I was standing around in the kitchen department of Ikea, with my good friend Andy Mac and my Mom, when over the intercome comes a deep and important sounding voices: Attention all staff, we have a code 1000 in full effect. Well, of course I don't know what a code 1000 is but I figured it was either a shoplifter or a MEGA sale. But then, next thing I know, alarms start going off and all the staff start hurrying us out of the building. All of a sudden we've gone from an ultra-violet show room to the side of a grassy kill next to the building and with store employees huring us away from the building, telling us to get in our cars and drive home immediatly. So we dash for the car and cut around the back of the store to avoid the total k-os going on in the main driveway and as we pull out there are Ikea employees in the middle of the road directing traffic, telling us when we have to go, and at that moment a cop car comes barelling down the street heading towards the store. As we pulll further away I can see more and more emergency vehicles arriving. They never told us what was going on, except that the store would be closed for at least 3 hours. My best guess is that there was a bomb threat: what else could clear the place so fast? They seemed far too panicked for it to have been a fire or anything else I can imagine. Anyway, what this all brings me to is the fact that a couple days ago I mentioned that one of the pictures in my Ikea instructionms looked like a frsutraited customer rigging the store with explosives. Mear co-incidence? I think not! Man, you guys have to stop taking me so literally...

Okay, I am gonna make this short becasue i still have a lot of work to do on my kitchen. I'm falling behind schedual and I have to be ready for the big kitchen party! But a few people are a bit confused about the concept behing what's going on, so I wil explain. Ideally everyone should bring an ingrediant of two. No pre-prepaired food! Just raw materials. We will look at everything we have, all of our randome stuff, and see what we can make with it. Whatever we end up with, that's what we are using, and all of it and nothing but it! So dinner is essentially a mystery and will either taste really good or amazingly bad. But either way it will be fun! (I hope!)

This is one of my attemps at a poem. Let me know what you think if you happen to have veiws, opinions or feeling son such things.

blind ASSasin

you're like a blind assassin,
and its not even funny.
you just stand there,
looking stunned and confused;
with me all the while
waiting on nothing.

Well, my kitchen is almost done and I am so excited! Andrew came over today and we worked together on installing the cabinets. It was a bit slow and tedious at times, but all and all a great time full of manly goodness! Yep there were power tools, hammers and tape measurers, the saw dust was flying and everywhere the glorious, prevasive stench of sweat. So much fun. We also watched an instructional video from IKEA which only taught us that kitchen installations are fun for the whole family, including infacts and dogs. Also, I am pretty sure that one of the instruction diagrams showed I a guy who had rigged an IKEA store with explosives; he was probably just frustrated from having to deal with the instruction diagrams himself. Anyway, Andrew and I got a lot done and afterward we headed out to the driving range for some more manlyness. Yep, the only thing more manly that cutting stuff is hitting things. Incidently my golf game needs a lot of work! But at least the kitchen should be done for friday.