Sunday, July 06, 2008

Just writing about stuff between the coffee cup refills...

No theme - just random thoughts.  Been a while since I wrote something like THIS, eh? 

GIVING OF YOUR TEN PERCENT:  so, I had this cool little moment float through my head this past week.  As some of you may have heard, there's this mandate that's spoken of in the Bible that commands - out of reverence and obedience, not guilt or manipulation - that all who are believers in Christ should bring the "firstfruits" of their labors (or, as more "hip, relevant" churches like to say: your time, talent and treasure) as a sacrifice to God.  There are 52 weeks in a year.  In the last year here at Miami, I have preached five times.  Admittedly, some might argue if I have a talent for speaking or not, but it's still a neat little idea of giving of ten percent of something.  

LONG-DISTANCE RELATIONSHIPS:  I think the best word to describe them is "suck."  Not that I'm engaged in any kinda cross-boundary shenanigans or that I have a "mistress" on the side - no, I'm talking about the distance between my biological family and I right now.  The whole "how do you feel" thing about my dad has yet to fully surface and express itself (even as I type this, I have conflicting emotions racing through my heart and gut).  But I do know this: it's taken me the better part of three decades to even consider wanting to live close enough to my family that I could get there in a matter of just a few hours.  Before this, I'd have been content to live in - I don't know - Saskatchewan for the rest of my days (provided Ashley & the dogs were with me).  Now...?  The last two weeks have just made Miami seem a little bit colder...

WHAT WE'LL JUST LAUGHABLY CALL MY "PARENTING SKILLS:"  Maggie is currently sick, and has been so for almost a week.  Last night, Ashley (bless her heart) stayed up with the mutt to take her out when/if she got sick - which partially explains how I'm able to write this when I am writing it, as Ashley fell asleep sometime around 8:00 am this morning, and we both missed church.  Anyway, Maggie's sickness has now gotten progressively worse (from diarrhea to vomit), so - of course - Dad here is going to try to find a home remedy for the little mongrel.  Currently, she's on the leftover medication from the LAST time she got sick (Temaril-P; go on and Google it) which helped with her tummy when she was ill.  I just hope that it hasn't expired in the last six months... 

QUICK SNIPS:  go see Wanted - and to my fellow geeks who would be tempted to do so: quit'cher complaining about it not being 100% faithful to the original source material.  If you keep that attitude, you'll have an aneurysm when Watchmen comes out.  DC's new weekly series Trinity has yet to get me interested.  Might this be the first time in three years that I don't collect a weekly series?  Sam Phillips has a great new CD out.  Treat yourself.  The second offering from Cinematic Titanic - called The Doomsday Machine - was gloriously painful to suffer through as I watched it.  It almost out-Manosed Manos in terms of deep hurting.  

1 comment:

Lara said...

Seriously...WANTED?... did you like it? I got about 1/2 way through the movie and decided my disbelief was done with being suspended.

Anyway... I was in the south-ish and thought of you. Glad to read your time with your dad went well.

And I'm....still job searching. woo-hoo!