Monday, December 31, 2007

2007 in Review.

Wow, where did the year go? Blogging is a great way to keep track of all that occurs over the past year, as I don't write in a journal. I feel the end of the year is as great a time as any to reflect on where you've been, where you are now and how God answered prayers along the way. So, as I skimmed through this year's posts, a few stood out...
Jan. As I was at the end of my professional rope, I was seeking a new job with every ounce of my strength and about to snap. I was offered a job at the Tazewell County Health Dept., where I am currently employed. Vast improvement from where I was to where I am! I was also seeking roommates to help pay the mortgage, and I had two show up within days of each other. Definitely answered prayers. They both were great!

Feb. The best boar hunting trip to date! The trip ended with running into a herd of monster hogs, one of which was between 400-500 pounds. It should be hanging on my office wall in a few weeks. That trip will be hard to top, but we'll give it a shot in two short months from now.


March. A relationship ended. Thank you GOD! I can't imagine where I'd be or what I'd be doing if we had not parted ways. For new things to begin, old things must end.

April. I met Gina. There's not much else to say, except all I said in the many posts about how incredibly great she is and how much better my life is with her in it!


May. Softball season. And rain. LOTS of rain. I think I did 5 septic installations in torrential downpours this month. I also starting spending time with my buddy, Joe. We destroy, remodel, build, and talk about life. It is good.

June. Some idiot ran into my car while it was parked at the office. Apparently that's all that happened that month.

July. Bow fishing on the Illinois River. I wish it was legal to fish with shotguns.


August. Completion of the Mendota High School Football dvd's. 9 hours of video. Much bigger project than I anticipated, but it was the first project for $$$. I also got a new 61" TV. booyah.


Sept. Gina's birthday. What could top that?

Oct. The Lifehouse "Everything" skit at Northwoods. I still run into people, who I don't know, but stop me to say that it was powerful and memorable.

Nov. Tragedy was avoided while removing a squirrel from the Hayes's chimney. I believe I wrote 4 posts involving squirrels in the past year. weird.
Thesis was supposed to be done by November 30th. what a joke. Still in the revision process. Maybe by January 30th?

Dec. The Northwoods Christmas Program. The rest of the month is a blur. Had a great Christmas with Gina and our families. Recieved some awesome news about my friend, Randy, and some scary news about another, Don.


And that brings us to today. What will 2008 bring? I am hopeful for new beginnings. I yearn for the day when a paycheck will cover the bills entirely. Or when two incomes (wink, wink) become enough so we can afford to go to the movies or out to dinner, etc. I am hopeful I find a career that I am passionate about. But mostly, that it will be a year of continued health and happiness and growth.

Happy New Year to you all!

Thursday, December 27, 2007

CHRISTmas

8 services, 5 family gatherings and a tank of gas later, Christmas 2007 has come to a close.

Northwoods goes all-out for the Christmas program every year. After seeing the past two years' performances, I HAD to volunteer this season. It was such a great experience that I will definitely being doing more in the future. When you spend that much time together, relationships are deepened and friendships are formed. And the best part, the reason we serve-246 people took "Yes packets," indicating they committed their lives to Christ after the services. awesome. Even if it were only for one person, it would have been worth it.

Family time was wonderful, but a bit rushed. Christmas shoudln't be spend driving all over the state to spend a couple of hours here and there, stuffing as many carbs into our gullets as possible. We will rethink this next year!

Now it's back to reality. Tonight I will begin revising the first of my thesis papers. Goal is still to be finished by the end of January-depending on how long it takes to get each draft back after being turned in for review. Then I can forget everything about it. forever.

Friday, December 21, 2007

places!!

Tonight's the big night. Premiere of the 2007 Northwoods Christmas Program.

tired. excited. anticipation mounting.


I forgot to add that the other night, my "daughter," who is about 7 years old, looked up at me as we were waiting to go on stage and said, "So are you like a REAL adult?". Then she asked her "mom" when the wedding was and why she wasn't invited. kids say the darndest things.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

???

ok, i was just sitting at lunch when the secretary came in and told my supervisor that there was someone there to file a complaint against the restaurant that i am going to inspect in about 24 minutes.

they were upset that the owner of the establishment is always drunk. and cooking. but there is nothing in the FDA food code against this. you can be as drunk as a skunk on saturday night and it's kosher. (well probably, not "kosher" kosher, but you know what i mean).

ok, why is it raining right now?

anywho, the complainant then admitted that they were recently fired and that this was retribution.

sooooooo, why am i to investigate this?

hilarious. and stupid.

from the mouthes of babes (children, that is).


Rehearsals for the Christmas program at church this week have been.....long...yawn...but fun. We've already logged over 16 hours this week and it's only Thursday. The first show is tomorrow night and we're all excited for it to get here!

Some of the funniest occurrences thus far involve that shorter members of the cast. Our little 3-year-old showstopper wears a wireless mic that gets turned on just prior to the curtain opening. Over the past few nights, the auditorium has heard (over the band's intro music), "Mommy, are my microphones on?", "Mommy, I have to tell you something...", "Is it time to go yet?", "We get to take our places now?"
So freaking adorable.

Last night, one of the junior high kids was attempting to step over a row of folding auditorium seats, when his foot slipped in between the cushion and backrest, leaving him "high centered." His feet didn't quite reach the floor, resulting in pain, humiliation in front of his friends, and much hilarity. I think he's singing soprano now.

There's been a fair share of stubborn livestock, scenery malfunctions, and forgotten lyrics, but hopefully all that will subside with our final dress rehearsals tonight.

It's been a wild ride so far and I'm blessed to be a part of it! Come see the show!

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

She's bigtime


My little sister, Jillian, had the honor of representing the ISU madrigal singers on ABC Channel 7 News in Chicago this weekend. She's the soprano on the right in the video. I'm sooo proud!
http://abclocal.go.com/wls/story?section=resources&id=5832848

grateful

Thank you all for the birthday wishes. While I'm not big on celebrating, it was great to get all the myspace and facebook messages from friends near and far! i feel loved.

Gina...thank you for hanging out at home for hours with Cougar, waiting for me to get home from rehearsal...for the deeeeeelicious angel food cake. perfection. thank you for making homemade salsa for my work Christmas party and picking up a gift for my boss. Thank you for the gifts and for ironing my clothes. But thank you most of all for meeting every need and for making life more enjoyable. You are the greatest gift of all!



and now i will build a nest under my desk and nap through the afternoon.

What's wrong with this picture?

Thursday, December 13, 2007

remodeling


i heard something last night that just came to mind while contemplating how i'm going to pay my mortgage and credit consolidation bill, both due tomorrow, when my mortgage alone is more than the paycheck i'll receive at midnight.

i have taken a stand on financial accountability and have cut out unnecessary spending, including all entertainment expenses except cable. and yet, it is not enough. i still face a seemingly unclimbable wall.

but that's where faith steps into play. usually you undertake a remodeling project because a change is necessary. maybe things are falling apart, are dingy, or broken. the place is a wreck. the goal of remodeling is to beautify, to upgrade, and to make life more enjoyable. the result is rejuvenating as you bask in the newness of things made right.

but unless you checkout completely during the process and let a contractor do all the work, things are going to get messy before they get better. when my parents remodeled their kitchen, they tore out a wall, knocked out the ceiling, and tore out all the old wiring. at one point, there was so much dust in the air, they could not see more than 5 feet in any direction. but once it settled, was swept away, and the hardwood was laid, the new cabinets and appliances installed, it looked like a million dollars.

so i pray that they dust is settling and has more than filled HIS trashcan. that the foundation beneath is strong and changes are soon to come. maybe one day i'll be a part of the home tour...

just wondering...

does anybody have a contact in the environmental consulting field? i think i'd like to get back into the corporate world and out from under the local government pay scale. i keep cutting back and cutting back and still can't make it paycheck to paycheck. a little help?

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

i'll have a water, hold the microbes.


How often do you ask for a lemon slice with your water at the local diner? Or maybe it's standard issue. Either way, what's crawling on that little citrus crescent may surprise you. or make you hurl.

I just finished reading a study in the latest issue of the Journal of Environmental Health entitled, "Microbial Flora on Restaurant Beverage Lemon Slices." The researcher collected a total of 76 lemon slices from 21 restaurants and tested the rind and flesh for a myriad of different bacteria, fungi, yeast, etc. Shockingly, 69.7% of the lemons had microbial growth on the surface, and 25 different species of microbe were detected. While the definite source for each microbe could be pinpointed, the type of microbes present are commonly found in/on human skin, saliva vaginal secretions & feces, and in raw meat/poultry. Furthermore, if the lemon is not thoroughly washed before use, there is no telling what else could have come into contact with the rind while it was in the field or handled during processing.

So the next time your server asks if you'd like a slice of lemon, you may want to dose it with alcohol first. just a thought.

BIG losers


Gina and I started watching "The Biggest Loser" this season. I'm not sure why. Probably because it's on one of the only weeknight's I'm at home on a regular basis. And while I can't identify with the same struggle as the contestants, I can see that ever-striving, ever-stretching, reaching, fighting, stumbling, falling, scrambing soul in them that lives in me.
And when the weigh-in comes at the end of the week and they stand before the scale, I can't help but see a servant standing before his master, hoping that his best was enough to change this place for the better.

I would love to be the catalyst in someone's life to help make their dreams a reality. To journey with them through the struggle. To boost them over the barriers and pull up the barbed wire so they can crawl beneath. Where do I go from here?

Monday, December 10, 2007

storms


As I awoke to the ping of ice crystals pelting the windows, the blankets of my bed could not have been more inviting. As if a newly-transfigured butterfly resisting emergence from a cocoon, I finally pulled myself from slumber around 8:30. There was a mental list of things to accomplish for the weekend: wash and wax the car once more before the county trucks encrusted everything in winter salt, do the bit of Christmas shopping my pitiful checking account could afford, get some groceries, etc. But unlike the sweet whipped delight that covers holiday goodies, the icing that coated the midwest had nixed all plans. I was a hostage in my home.

I had lunch with a friend today. He recently was released from a ministry role he had poured himself into entirely. Now he is adrift, questioning, searching, wondering.

I think sometimes God allows storms to arise, permits boulders to fall from the mountain tops and come to rest directly in the footpath that leads to the summit, and otherwise alters our plans so we are forced to rest. To take a break, re-evaluate, regroup, and resolve. Sometimes we get so caught up in running our own race that it takes a broken ankle to get our attention and regain our focus during our recovery.

So I rested during the storm. I relaxed for the first time in weeks (maybe months). I did....nothing. and HE was there. in music. in friends. in silence.

Lord, send more storms...

The Real Jesus

to be more like the real Jesus everyday...

Saturday, December 08, 2007

so ashamed


Last night, an old friend from the insurance company came over to work on a video project. We wanted some old home movies converted to DVD for a Christmas present to give his parents. While I had never done a VHS to DVD conversion, I figured I could run the VCR to my video camera (which has an analog input and firewire output) and then digitize it for editing.
However, my editing program didn't like what it was being fed and would choke on it every 10 seconds. At that moment, Mr. Eric Potter walked in to my house randomly and assessed the situation. He said he may have something at home to fix the problem. He promptly returned with the bane of my existence. a Mac.
I mostly hate Macs because of their flagrant air of superiority and so-called intuitive operation. Last time I attempted to use on, I couldn't even find the "power" button.
But I didn't have much choice. Eric got everything wired after struggling a few minutes to get his Mac power supply to work, which helped my PC ego. When he fired up the camera and "iMovie," it began importing video flawlessly. bittersweet victory.

So, i'm still importing video, some 7 hours later. and have fallen to the Mac. so soo ashamed.

Thursday, December 06, 2007

merry "2.5 weeks before Christmas" party


The office is filled with the familiar tunes of Christmas carols. Health inspectors have transformed into little elves, decorating doors with collages of holiday scenes and transporting desserts here and there.

The conference room had a smorgasbord of appetizers at 9am, on which everyone grazed until there were only crumbs left.

At 10:00 there was to be "turkey bowling" in one of the main hallways, but that was changed to "chicken bowling" (due to the high price of turkey), which was changed to "bowling with a balloon filled with ice" (because bowling with poultry is just weird and unsanitary).

The main feast is soon to come, after which I will be so engorged and carb-laden that typing a complete sentence will be nearly impossible.

hardly feels like work today.
joy!

Monday, December 03, 2007

God vs. Science.

A science professor begins his school year with a lecture to the students, "Let me explain the problem science has with religion." The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.

"You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"

"Yes sir," the student says.

"So you believe in God?"

"Absolutely."

"Is God good?"

"Sure! God's good."

"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

"Yes."

"Are you good or evil?"

"The Bible says I'm evil."

The professor grins knowingly. "Aha! The Bible!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?"

"Yes sir, I would."

"So you're good...!"

"I wouldn't say that."

"But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't."

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. "He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"

The student remains silent.

"No, you can't, can you?" the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.

"Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"

"Er...yes," the student says.

"Is Satan good?"

The student doesn't hesitate on this one. "No."

"Then where does Satan come from?"

The student falters. "From God"

"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

"Yes, sir."

"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?"

"Yes."

"So who created evil?" The professor continued, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil."

Again, the student has no answer. "Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."

"So who created them?"

The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. "Who created them?" There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized. "Tell me," he continues onto another student. "Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor, I do."

The old man stops pacing. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"

"No sir. I've never seen Him."

"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"

"No, sir, I have not."

"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?"

"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

"Yet you still believe in him?"

"Yes."

"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?"

"Nothing," the student replies. "I only have my faith."

"Yes, faith," the professor repeats. "And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith."

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of His own. "Professor, is there such thing as heat?"

"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."

"And is there such a thing as cold?"

"Yes, son, there's cold too."

"No sir, there isn't."

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees."

"Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence across the room.
A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

"What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?"

"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it isn't darkness?"

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word."

"In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. "So what point are you making, young man?"

"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed."

The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. "Flawed? Can you explain how?"

"You are working on the premise of duality," the student explains. "You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought."

"It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it."

"Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"

"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."

"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

"Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?"

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.

"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean."

The student looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen
the professor's brain?" The class breaks out into laughter.

"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's
brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir."

"So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?"

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.

Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. "I guess you'll have to take them on faith."

"Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life," the student continues. "Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?"

Now uncertain, the professor responds, "Of course, there is. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but
evil."

To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light."

The professor sat down.

2nd season


What a refreshing weekend...despite the freezing rain, high winds, and drizzle.

Friday, I hunted with my dad & uncle, and their friend Steve. Between the four of us, not a single deer was spotted the entire day. To our recollection, this was unprecedented. But that all changed later that night. We were on our way home from the Pizza Cellar in Princeton, about 1/2 mile from camp. Uncle Dave was driving his truck, Dad was in the front passenger seat, and I was sitting behind him. All of a sudden, Steve, who was sitting next to me, shouted, "deer....Deer....DEEER!"

At the second exclamation, I caught a flash of antlers above brown and white lighting, racing like a torpedo towards the passenger door.

Time stood still for a moment and then....BOOM.

Dave never even saw it coming. When he got stopped and turned around, the deer had made it about 70 yards out in the field, but was obviously servery injured.
We called the Sheriff to report the accident and waited for him to come fill out a report. We ended up shooting and cleaning it ourselves, so it wasn't a total waste. Quite an expensive deer, however, with a $500 deductible!

Yesterday morning, I was sitting in the drizzle and was about to head back to the shed when I heard some commotion in the brush. But there was something out of the ordinary. The crackle of ice on the leaves was accompanied by a clanking sound that brought forth images of escaped prisoners clad in iron shackles. It got louder by the moment and suddenly a ghost-like creature emerged from the shadows. It was a giant coyote that had apparently been caught in a foot-hold trap, but managed to pull the stake from the ground and was now wearing some iron jewelry.
I knew this animal would not survive long, as a predator with an alarm on its foot would have no chance of catching prey. The cross hairs settled on my target and with a single, thundering shot, she was dispatched.

It is good to be in the woods. It doesn't matter if the sun is shining or you are getting pelted with ice. Any bad day in the woods beats the best day in the office.