Thursday, February 08, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
I just finished reading Pilgrim's Progress for the second time and I enjoyed it once again. It's a great allegory that anyone can relate to. The way John Bunyan tells the story it is very understandable and doesn't take a theologian to decipher the way some books such as this one do. To write such an amazing and influential book like Pilgrim's Progress in jail showed Bunyan's faith. Even though he was in jail for doing things of the Lord he still followed Him and stayed the course. Well, that is it for me love, peace, and soul.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
P.S. People continue to eat Sonic, I like getting paid.
Monday, January 15, 2007
This is a picture of all of the kids (not my kids, of course, to those strangers reading this, but my brother and sisters, plus a sister-in-law and nephew).
Oh! to be a great blogger like I once was. To find joy in telling my of everyday life to my family, and sometimes to perfect strangers. I wonder if the president has stumbled upon my blog yet? I guess I need to shake the laziness out and post a blog every once in a while.
Well, the weather here is very nasty. I hate weather like this, but I did enjoy sliding on the ice in my driveway this afternoon. I had decided to walk to the library, just for something to do, and decided to do it after my mom warned me to put on some warmer clothes. I didn't heed her warning as ya'll might have guessed, and I was very close to freezing to death.
Basketball is going pretty well. We have lost five games now, two games to Odessa on the same day. We lost because:
1. We were not playing very well at all and;
2. They were really good.
We probably could have beaten them if we were playing our best but it would have been really close. I think their team made around 6 three-pointers per game. Pizza after the game made me feel a little better about the loss though. Actually, I had a lot of fun playing and that is the whole point, right? We have 3 games this week and I hope we can win at least 2 of the 3. The team that we will most likely get beaten by is the team we lost to by about 60 points. Ya'll might remember this team as the team, that the lady who writes the blog "Welcome to my World" put a picture of a pie and talked about it being a big slice of humble pie.
Well that is about it for me, so love, peace, and soul to you all.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Well, I have been doing pretty good. Basketball season has started, as most of you know, and I am greatly enjoying it. From my mom's blog ya'll know how the games have turned out so far, but I am mostly happy that I am having fun. We won't be having another game until December 9, so I am hoping that I can stay in shape. This will be hard especially with Thanksgiving coming right up, and with all of the good food that I know will be at my Aunt Gendy's house.
I am still working at Sonic, enjoying it more and more every weekend. I love the people I work with, and this makes it a lot more pleasant. I have stopped carhopping and I am mostly taking the orders. Having stopped carhopping, my pay has drastically decreased because of the tips I am no longer getting. I still make pretty good money without the tips so I do not know why I am complaining. Well, that is about all for me, hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. Love, peace, and soul.
Isn't everyone a little afraid of death? Maybe some are just a little uncertain about death and life after death, but a poet named John Donne was not. John Donne was born in London in 1572 and wrote many poems during his lifetime. In the final few years of his life Donne became very obsessed with death and wrote many poems on it. He even preached his own funeral sermon a few weeks before his death in a work he titled "Death's Duel."Here is one of his famous poems:
This is a statue they have of him in London
Death Be Not Proud
Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
Monday, October 23, 2006
I have started basketball practice and I am enjoying it greatly. My team, or our team I mean, should be good this year. From what I see, this should be a great year for the Homeschoolers Basketball Association. We do not have many big fellows, but I think we might be able to make up for that with our speed. I like my coach pretty good. He seems to be wise in the ways of basketball and all of its in's and out's. I think our games will start in November and end sometime near February. The last year I played basketball for a team was in 7th grade. That was three years ago and I am looking forward to another season. When I wasn't playing basketball anymore I was kind of sad that I did not play as hard as I should have during the past years. So this year I am planning to play as hard as I can and try to reach my full potential.
Yesterday, the 22nd, we went to On the Border Restaurant to eat, since it was Cody, my brother's birthday. We had a very good meal, and lots of good conversation because Corbin was a chatterbox. As soon as we finished the meal, I was wondering if that was the end of the party. By the time that thought had crossed my mind I looked over and saw my madre talking to the waitress. I knew something was up when I noticed the secretive attitude my mom was showing. About five minutes later four or five waiters and waitresses came out and yelled "We have a birthday in the house!" Cody's face was so funny because I don't think that he realized what was going on. They came right up to our table and had Cody STAND in his chair in front of everybody in the restaurant. It was funny! Then they sang happy birthday and then gave him a cake. We split the cake up and finished our meal. Cody if you read this, I give you props for being such a good sport, you really put on a show.
Oh, and thanks Corbin for helping me write this.
I hope ya'll enjoyed this blog and I think I will do more. Peace, Love & Soul.