camp hargis.
so it's after winter retreat and i'm listening to 'the colour and the shape' {foo fighters} ... there's this song on there titled 'my hero' that i love .
there goes my hero. watch him as he goes.
feels good to be home. cold showers and uncomfortable beds and close proximity to 30 teenage guys at any given moment can sure remind you how much you love your home. but.. yeah, it also reminded me how much i value friends. like jeremy reid. he's my hero. he is an amazing person and i learn a lot from him. i say 'learn' because i'm still learning things from him. I liked camp hargis (winter retreat) this year. i think it was better last year. i miss the seniors that graduated last year. they made things more fun somehow, just by being there together.
sometimes i wish that i could change.
but we have some new faces. some korean kids came ~ jonah, lewis, ian. they're a hoot. and a holler. if anything, i had a good time at winter retreat because i was around people that i love, and people that love me. and we were all trying center our minds on God. maybe not all, but many.
your eyes still remind me of. angels that hover above.
one of my favorite things is fire. we had a bonfire last night at camp. there's something romantic and interesting about glowing coals and inferno. it's beautiful. but it hurts if you get too close. wouldn't be the first thing that applied to. funny thing is we don't make the fire. or stir it. we sit. and we watch as it consumes everything around it. we cough and squint when the smoke blows our way. i think the faster it burns, the more beautiful it is, the faster it dies. wouldn't be the first thing that applied to.
these steps i take don't get me anywhere.
i also like when it rains. how much more opposite can you get? fire/rain. we humans are used to our changes. we expect one little one every day and four big ones a year. but can you imagine a world that wasn't moving? it's a good thing copernicus was a bit off about that whole elliptical orbit thing. we wouldn't have these repeating 'years' 'cause our rock wouldn't be going around anything. st. patrick's day would happen like, once. and that would be it.
the rain is here and you, my dear, are still my friend.
my phone is upstairs and i have an urge to go check for messages. i won't though. i had to give up my phone during the retreat. because jeremy said so. i told kristi this was a violation of some rights which i couldn't name off the top of my head. she said she was a poli science major (or something like that) and i couldn't have been more wrong. dang. i hate it when that happens. so anyway i am fighting that impulse to go check messages so that it won't be such a big deal next time i need to give up my cellular privileges. i'll be like 'yeah, i don't want it anyway. so there'
hanging on. here until i'm gone. i'm right where i belong. just hanging on.
yeah... girls. so i don't know what i want sometimes. is there someone who always knows exactly what he/she wants? i'll bet they're real dissapointed when they don't get it. because, if you are confused about what you want, you can't really be dissapointed from not getting it. since you don't know what it is, you may already have it. so if i want what i already have, i should be happy, right?
wanting what you already have sounds like one of those things the writers of 'the brady bunch' would have you do.
breathe out so I can breathe you in
so the cd is almost over. it's one of my favorites i got for Christmas. peace.
there goes my hero. watch him as he goes.
feels good to be home. cold showers and uncomfortable beds and close proximity to 30 teenage guys at any given moment can sure remind you how much you love your home. but.. yeah, it also reminded me how much i value friends. like jeremy reid. he's my hero. he is an amazing person and i learn a lot from him. i say 'learn' because i'm still learning things from him. I liked camp hargis (winter retreat) this year. i think it was better last year. i miss the seniors that graduated last year. they made things more fun somehow, just by being there together.
sometimes i wish that i could change.
but we have some new faces. some korean kids came ~ jonah, lewis, ian. they're a hoot. and a holler. if anything, i had a good time at winter retreat because i was around people that i love, and people that love me. and we were all trying center our minds on God. maybe not all, but many.
your eyes still remind me of. angels that hover above.
one of my favorite things is fire. we had a bonfire last night at camp. there's something romantic and interesting about glowing coals and inferno. it's beautiful. but it hurts if you get too close. wouldn't be the first thing that applied to. funny thing is we don't make the fire. or stir it. we sit. and we watch as it consumes everything around it. we cough and squint when the smoke blows our way. i think the faster it burns, the more beautiful it is, the faster it dies. wouldn't be the first thing that applied to.
these steps i take don't get me anywhere.
i also like when it rains. how much more opposite can you get? fire/rain. we humans are used to our changes. we expect one little one every day and four big ones a year. but can you imagine a world that wasn't moving? it's a good thing copernicus was a bit off about that whole elliptical orbit thing. we wouldn't have these repeating 'years' 'cause our rock wouldn't be going around anything. st. patrick's day would happen like, once. and that would be it.
the rain is here and you, my dear, are still my friend.
my phone is upstairs and i have an urge to go check for messages. i won't though. i had to give up my phone during the retreat. because jeremy said so. i told kristi this was a violation of some rights which i couldn't name off the top of my head. she said she was a poli science major (or something like that) and i couldn't have been more wrong. dang. i hate it when that happens. so anyway i am fighting that impulse to go check messages so that it won't be such a big deal next time i need to give up my cellular privileges. i'll be like 'yeah, i don't want it anyway. so there'
hanging on. here until i'm gone. i'm right where i belong. just hanging on.
yeah... girls. so i don't know what i want sometimes. is there someone who always knows exactly what he/she wants? i'll bet they're real dissapointed when they don't get it. because, if you are confused about what you want, you can't really be dissapointed from not getting it. since you don't know what it is, you may already have it. so if i want what i already have, i should be happy, right?
wanting what you already have sounds like one of those things the writers of 'the brady bunch' would have you do.
breathe out so I can breathe you in
so the cd is almost over. it's one of my favorites i got for Christmas. peace.
posted by hoov at 1/15/2006 11:47:00 PM
1 Comments:
Great post. I really like how each paragraph is punctuated by a quote in italics, very stylish.
Sounds like you belong to a real church, one that's plugged into God and not one where people are just pretending.
You should post more often. They don't all have to be as polished as this one. I find that sometimes I don't get inspired until I start writing.
Anyhow, nice work!
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