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Name: Ryan
Birthday: 4/27/1977
Gender: Male
Interests: my wife and son, Star Wars, golf, a growing appreciation for books, my Takimine guitar, and song dreaming
Expertise: well, mostly all the gangs in Findlay want me because I'm pretty good with a bow-staff...
Occupation: Other
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AIM:  datribeisgr8
MSN: ryanclements00@hotmail.com
Member Since:
2/8/2006
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| dear xanga-- you were my first love. you always will be. I'll still visit you to check up on my friends. if my friends want to stay up with me, the can here: http://wideopen502.blogspot.com love always, ryan | | |
| Yesterday was See You at the Pole. An annual event to start school years. Groups of kids gather at a common location, often in a courtyard or flagpole area and pray for their school, fellow students, teachers, community, and many other things.
A local opinion writer from the family section of our local newspaper wrote and article entitled "I Won't See You at the Pole." And fair on unfair, she makes some honest and accurate commentary. I'd love your reactions.
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Cool Runnings
By Leon, Doug E. Doug, Rawle D. Lewis, Malik Yoba, John Candy, Raymond J. Barry, Peter Outerbridge, Paul Coeur, Larry Gilman, Charles Hyatt, Winston Stona, Bertina Macauley, Pauline Stone Myrie, Kristoffer Cooper, Bill Dow, Jay Brazeau, Campbell Lane, Jack Goth, Matthew Walker, Christopher Gaze
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So, they boy is talking now. Well, mostly he is. He says several words now which is both a very good thing and kinda stinky all at the same time. Here is his current list:
- chooss- juice
- chiss- cheese
- bwoon- balloon
- mow mah- Mom
- da-dah- Dad
- eyeunt- I want...
- dat- that
- ssdat- what's that
- uh-huh- yes (also says no in the normal way)
- shell- shell (don't ask me about that one)
With speaking comes a lot of cool stuff. We can communicate a little easier, but we all get a little more frustrated when we can't quite get our thoughts across to each other. It's like he looks at us and his face says, 'Yo, I'm saying thing as clearly as I can.' He is I'm sure, but I don't often get it until either one of A. or I say 'can you show us' or 'can you point to it?' With his new found speaking ability, comes a little more defiance also. At least bigger meltdowns when he asks for something very clearly and and we tell him no. It makes me wonder...am I the same with God? As I have grown and matured in faith and experience, I have learned a 'new' kinds of ways to communicate with God. I also like to think that I have some sort of proficiency in this type of communication. But, with my growth comes different degrees of wandering and 'defiance' to what God is saying, or, at the very least, my failure to see how God is being active in my life and surroundings. I even try to articulate my thoughts, dreams, ideas, desires, and areas for growth to God as clearly as I can...sometimes to no avail, at least seemingly. Then I throw my tantrum or whatever. When the boy does, he lays on the floor and screams or sometimes he hits us; hitting is good for a trip to 'time out.' This is a time when he gets to find out that daddy is indeed upset. I'm sure that it sucks for him...but I never thought it would suck this much for me. I don't know who time out is harder on; it sure does make the post-time out talk a time for reconciliation rather than a time for him to find out again what he did wrong. Post-time out hugs are the best because they're loaded. As I continue to imagine a world dripping with a God bent on reconciliation and restoration people to Him and each other, it is as inspiring as it is overwhelming. But it doesn't mean that we stop trying. For me, it starts in my life, my home, and flows out to the rest of the world... ...and boy eyeunt-dat... | | |
| A few things blog worthy this day...
Two nights ago we ate at a Thai restaurant. It was so good and unexpectedly so. I actually can't remember what I ordered, ______ ______ maipan, I think; lots of veggies and lots of cashews. Sauce was remarkable and contrary to my thoughts, there is someone here in town that can prepare tofu. Very good. very, very good.
I was driving to church this morning and heard a couple guys on the radio. I'm sure they were plugging some book on post-modern philosophy, and generally I like to hear what people 'think' post-modernism is or isn't. Generally it de-generates into a talk about teens and twenysomethings have no absolute bounds to their morality and that same schtick. Today, however was different.
It was a great way to start the day off.
Among all the great things these guys talked about (lack of authenticity and honesty in the church's teaching, folks can find more honesty in pop culture's music in the questions it asks, etc.) they said this: "Imagine you were a missionary and were called to go to Italy. But you say that you can't stand Italian food. The music is pretty bad, and the Italian movies are worse. Their language is stupid and not worth the effort to learn. Italian art just isn't your thing either. But you say that you love Italians. Then I say you're a liar."
...because that's who they are...
...discuss...
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| | Currently Watching
The Contender - TV Series
By Sylvester Stallone, Sugar Ray Leonard, Jesse Brinkley, Brent Cooper, Miguel Espino, Juan de la Rosa (II), Jeff Fraza, Joey Gilbert, Ahmed Kaddour, Jimmy Lange (II), Peter Manfredo Jr., Sergio Mora (II), Jonathan Reid, Tarick Salmaci, Ishe Smith, Najai Turpin, Tommy Gallagher (II), Jackie Kallen, Alfonso Gomez Jr., Jeff Connor
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Highlight of the day thus far? Flaming cheese at the Greek Garden...Opa!!
Hightlights of the past two days? Diet Pepsi jazz...both flavors are worth your time; strawberries and cream & black cherry french vanilla.
It's time for a new book to read for book club as well. I'm leaning toward Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell. This is a tremendous read for those looking for a fresh explanation of a Christ-centered world view. I am growing more and more convinced that the status quo in our churches is perpetuated by people not wanting to lose control of something they're pretty darn sure that they created...
...sad that these are the same people that go to funerals and offer words of comfort like 'God is in control.'
Apparently, God is only in control of the stuff we don't understand.
Oh yeah, wasn't allowed to view the church's budget last night. Apparently, I can only see the page that has to do with me and my ministry area...
...good thing I didn't have any questions...but how would I know...
Control is a funny thing, we all want it in some form or another, but it's only a matter of time before we find out we're really Toonces driving the car off the cliff.
Now I'm looking at my un-opened can of black cherry french vanilla diet pepsi jazz thinking that I might want to drink it. I think I can be in control of that decision. I'm pretty sure the Holy Spirit has better things to do rather than let me know when to drink my soda. If not...
...well, crap | | |
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