4/30/2004

Je viens de mettre des photos des Passagers sur mon Imagestation.

You can check out the photos from the live Easter concert by Les Passagers. They will soon be available on the OIKOS blog as well.
Summary

Its friday. I need to burn a quicktime video of the Lagny Youth. I want to mail in my papers to CBI. I have to practice the piano for Sunday. I should practice the guitar. A meeting is set up with La Société Biblique Française for next Friday. I wish I could upgrade this blog so as to include photos.

4/29/2004

I somehow got myself involved in a publication project for Christian Surfers several months back. This time, it happens to be their Surfer Bible but in French. So after months of emails getting details straightened out, I gutted out a short email to "contact" at the French Bible Society. I got a response from the person I hoped to and suddenly everything is rolling like mad. We're hunting up a meeting time to show the director the finished product and answer his questions. Thank the Lord for providing just the right people at just the right moment. Now we can pray that I'll have just the right words and that we'll have enough money to make it fly! I'm actually so stoked to be part of this project to get the Word into hands that normally wouldn't pick it up.

4/28/2004

Je viens d'ajouter quelques liens pour les francophones. Je vous présente EVRARD et son beau blog et vous envoie vers le site qui touche aux étudiants à Rennes et ailleurs par mes amis avec Agapé.

4/27/2004

Forgive me for wearing my heart on my sleeve
Its been two weeks that I've pecked away at my life story and my life beliefs. Slowly they are coming together and stored conveniently on my hard drive. With the contemplation that it takes to piece together one's history, comes another weight brought on by the grand questions of life. What am I doing? How will it end? Have I taken a wrong turn?

Each night I lay to rest these questions and confidently ask only for the strength for tomorrow. Why I offer up who and what I am: Grace to the broken. ...way more valuable than my life...

4/23/2004

today i had a thought:

two years ago i was located in portland oregon usa.
today i live in a paris suburb.
two years ago i worked at starbucks on 45th and glisan street.
today i work with cbi.
two years ago i drove a '95 toyota camry that i called little genie.
today i don't have a car.
two years ago i did my shopping at fred meyer on 102nd and glisan.
today i bought my groceries at tang frere in lognes france.
two years ago i got my exercise by going swing/lindy hop dancing at the viscount on burnside and 6thish.
today i went for a vigorous morning walk around the town to exercise.

how my life has changed... and yeah, it was all one thought.

4/18/2004

words from Garry Friesen, professor, friend and author of Decision Making and the Will of God:

I recently gave some marriage advice in my Bible class. By the way, none of my marriage advice has been contradicted by my experience. Since my marriage experience is minimal, actually nil, I usually end my comments with “but, what does a single guy know.” A lady from my Bible class e-mailed me and asked, Could you write down those points you gave at the end of class? We had just finished a discussion of husband/wife relations and specifically the submission of wives to husbands (complementarian view in contrast to the egalitarian view). “Ladies,” I said, “if you believe in the submission of wife to husband, I have three suggestions.”
(1) Don’t say yes to the proposal of a wimp. Trying to follow someone who is afraid to lead is impossible.
(2) Don’t marry a man who uses his leadership as a power trip rather than a chance to show sacrificial love. (Test him by finding out how he treats his sister and his mother).
(3) Don’t marry a man who is hooked by pornography. You will never be able to satisfy a man who is in the process of perverting his sexual desires.

But, then again,
what does a single guy know,

Garry

4/15/2004

Return to my Roots

All my youth, my loving parents sent me off to school with the typical american lunch: PBnJ sandwich, juice box, piece of fruit, and couple cookies. It was the staple on which I survived as a student, an athlete and musician. For the last week, it has become my comfort food and lunch. PBnJ on toasted bread, piece of fruit, juice and whatever little sweet thing I can find.

I just completed my first working draft of a biographical sketch. This too has been an adventure down memory lane. As I reread my story, my childhood and history of my walk with God, it is with some pain and then joy that I contemplate where I've been. The story could be much longer than 5 typed pages but the application for which it is destined says no more than 6.

4/12/2004

summary of recent email from CBI:

Hi,
welcome to the party.
here are 10 thousand steps to finish by May 13th.
see attached.
see attached.
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see attached.
see you in June,
Linda

4/09/2004

I can't get it out of my head: the crucifixion of this innocent God/Man. This morning I entered a cinema to watch The Passion of Christ. I purposefully chose the daytime and strategically picked Good Friday. My stomach knotted as I climbed the escalators into the shopping and cinema complex. I could barely speak out the words, "one place for the Passion, please". I organized myself with a neat pile of tissue and my water bottle as they rolled previews for Monster and a french comedy about marriage.

And then, I watched this Jesus take on the sin of the world. He healed while being arrested, He was silent when accused, He sacrificed his power when tortured, and He triumphed when he died. I wept the whole film and the girl next to me sobbed the whole time. I can still hear her. My heart weeps as I remember the weight of my sin that fell upon Him. What a scandal, this cross- that an pure and holy God receive the just punishment deserved of men.
Good Friday must have been one of the longest yet shortest days in history. Long- an agonizing day that saw the fearsome wrath of God on the Sin of the world. Short- It is finished. Today I will remember that my sin is paid for. By one man sin entered the world and by One Man, it is paid for.

4/06/2004

This Summer
This morning I had a phone call confirming my summer desire. I'll be taking off for Basque Country in late June. The purpose is to explore the mission field, meet people, participate in the current ministries and a September surf outreach, and get wet. Its about time I learned to surf...
...keep watching for more info...
When it rains here during the springtime it works like a faucet: there are two positions= "on" and "off". When it is on, you look for cover so you won't be pelted to tiny bits and wetter than a drowned cat. When it is off, you warm up in the sun and watch the steam rise from the puddles that you are stepping around.

The fearless Gideon team headed out for a second round of street interviews and gift delivery in the town of Chelles France. What is Easter all about? We get a variety of responses: chocolate, the kids, family, long weekends; bells in Rome, 'something catholic' or is it Jesus? Easter is the day we remember Jesus' victory over death. We will live again: One for all, once and for all! Better decide before its too late.
I'm still chuckling to myself after reading how to not embarrass myself at a Baptist church by the TallSkinnyKiwi.

4/03/2004

sorrow: ...this mountain's high/ too high for us...
...your ways are high/ too high for me...
Martin Smith

I was asked "why?" the other day by a young woman. Why these horrible things? Why these deaths, wars, diseases...? All I can say is I wish I had an answer. God is just too huge for me to understand. And so instead I ask for compassion, Lord!
Creative idea #57 gone kaput: spaghetti is 1cm too long to fit in a Pringles can.

4/01/2004

Emerging Church publishes my supervisor's words.