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Friday, March 06, 2009

It's a resurrection ... like going back to your childhood town and finding all your old chums are gone, even as you've been gone. And you'll whistle in the wind, but no one will be there to hear you. Only your old haunts. And even they have changed a little.

Something grand and curious at the outskirts and roots of my little life is gone today. A beautiful day whispering of a glad warm world, a good day to slip into eternity. But I wonder how much she took with her that no one knows anymore, and I wonder why I didn't ask the questions I so wanted to ask, and what would have happened. Every generation that moves out brings us closer to the front lines; should it be more daunting? It was foolish of me ... but I'm afraid I cannot really do the one thing she ever asked of me. So alone I did, with only God and the moody wind to hear; I did all five verses, but maybe it doesn't matter. In any case, I wanted to. I hope she knew I would want to.

Our little lives are so impersonal. We crowd into cities in feverish pursuit of goals, little hustling islands we would be. Of course it doesn't make sense. And there is no connection anymore ... my mind is as unfettered as the wind today.

There is a fear of which I am deeply afraid.


Tuesday, May 08, 2007

      We are about to change history, said Saphira.

      We’re throwing ourselves off a cliff without knowing how deep the water below is.

            Ah, but what a glorious flight!

 

 

In four days another chapter of life will suddenly close on some of us.  As we (oh, so) look forward to putting on those cardboard caps and stiff pleated gowns, it’s good to turn around and squint at the bits of wisdom others have presented to us over the past few years.  I've read some life-altering things in the past four years.  But maybe, in the end, what is best read is that stuff that was tossed through the air in our own hearing.  (But maybe not.)

 

 

Quotes from College

 

“One day I’m gonna be wealthy and have mushrooms on my hashbrowns.”

(Alyse)

 

“You cannot correct what you will not confront.”

(Dr. Eubanks)

 

So where am I on the spectrum?  Nowhere and everywhere.

(Johnny Wink)

 

“Natural ability is no substitute for effort.”

(Dr. Wight)

 

“Forgiveness does not mean we give up on the truth.”

(Dr. Eubanks)

 

“A chapter a day keeps the fun all away.”

(Alyse--about Ethics textbook)

 

“I think the day you stop thinking about dropping out is the day you graduate.”  

(Lizzie)

 

“Just because we have faith in Jesus Christ doesn’t mean we have to be stupid.” 

(Dr. D. Hays)

 

“The Lord is so very near to me even when my feelings are so very everywhere…”

(Ashley)

 

Dr. Wink: I wish we could get Bryant in chapel sometime.  But he’s dead.

Emily Nye: I don’t know; I think we’ve had a couple of dead guys in chapel before.”

 

“In the beginning God created the heavens and Arkansas.  And it was good.”     

(Randi)

 

“We’re in Arkadelphia.  Even the cars have ears.  I swear it’s like walking through Narnia.”

(Alyse)

 

“Happiness is overrated … If you’re looking for something over which you have no control to make you happy, you’re going to be frustrated no matter what.”

(Dr. Wight)

 

“Don’t hinge your self-worth on a test grade.”

(Dr. Wight)

 

“You cannot offer God road kill.  It’s just not allowed.”

(Dr. Nykolaishen)

 

“There’s nothing wrong with being nice to yourself.”

(Dr. Wight)

 

“Know the difference between acquaintances and friends.”

(Dr. Wight)

 

"Practical is better than ethical."
(Daniel Judkins)

"Memories are good, but hugs are better."
(Dr. Duvall)

 

"Time has a bad habit of getting the last word."
(Dr. Wink)

 

“How can one person be thinking so hard all the time and be so thoughtless at the very same time?”

(Alyse)

 

“Certainty isn’t everything.”

(Ryan)

 

“If you’re not prepared to make a fool of yourself, you ought not to study a foreign language.”

(Wink)

 

“I have lots of thoughts, but I have nothing to say.”

(Jake)

 

“Political correctness is not always logical.”

(Wink)

 

“Whims.  They take so much planning.”

(Amanda)

 

“Oh here’s a heretical thought …”

(Pate)

 

“Capitalism is based on selfishness.”

(Pate)

 

“Don’t be afraid to steal things.”

(Dr. Hays)

 

“We don’t want to have family squirrels in the church.”

(Vang)

 

"I caused an invalid increase in the signal of potential hazard."

(Ryan)

 

“If love motivates, then suddenly creativity flows.”

(Vang)

 

“Get two theologians together and you get three opinions.”

(Pate)

 

“Kayaking is creative baptism.”

(Eubanks)

 

“It’s hard to sleep if a grasshopper jumps in bed with you.”

(Hays)

 

"Reading commentaries is like a tribal guy looking at Windows technical manual!"

(Ryan)

 

"I always count ears & divide by 2"

(Dr. Eubanks)

 

 

 

 


Saturday, March 31, 2007

So many of the things we cram into our little lives are merely remarkably ridiculous, but only looking back.

People can scribble conceited updates on random web pages and somehow cannot manage to communicate with the real people in their lives.  Bitterness?  Forgive me.  The human race is insufferably disappointing.

It is raining this morning.  Life will go on.  Time will wake and come stomping in, become Death and squeeze out what we thought light, and then the real story begins.  So it goes.  But for now ... it is worth the fight.

 


Monday, January 22, 2007

Dear few faithful journalists and/or readers,

The fashionableness of poor Xanga.com is waning, apparently. I mused about this a bit, and wondered a moment when the Facebook fad will begin to lose its grip. I decided, though, that it likely won’t fade altogether, since “the many” inevitably like what they don’t have to think about so much. Some things require more thinking, it seems. And anyway, I’m not sure in the end if any of it is really worth it. I wonder how much we really care, after all. The world gets too small.

To whom it may concern: today I am 7,930 days old. That means that in just a matter of several weeks, I will celebrate my 8,000th birthday.

Anyone interested in some guanábana jello?  We're willing to share!

 


Friday, January 05, 2007

I also am alive.  And thinking.

I bought books today (sort of).  This is frappuccino kind of exciting.  And we did not manage to get lost--even despite the pouring rain.

That's all, and a mere crumb of it, really.  Ah but crumbs are tasty.

Oh how little we know.  In the end, I would be satisfied for the complexity of it all, but never with the I-have-arrivedness of some.  In any case, it's interesting.  I rather revel in life when I'm not bemoaning it.  There is far more beauty than most allow.  Perhaps most often in the little stuff.  Yes, I like the right little stuff.  Such simple things, such moments, blow throughout a very grand and complex story--a thing somehow darker than we know and yet more glorious than we'll ever give it credit for--and turn it into life.

 



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