Monday, August 29, 2005

fuzzy tongue

I came home to something gross...
something that happens a few times each year... and I never know quite how to deal with it.
Each time I open my mouth or inhale deeply I get hit with this... this.. fuzzy feeling.
My rabbit is shedding again.
no surface is safe from his hairy covering.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

homeward bound, I wish I was

back home, back to the slow computer and back into the rush of prep for the festival.
I'm really pumped about it, but I'm getting more nervious as it approaches. I was given a pretty big task, and I'm trying to live up to the expectations. But I don't really have the network of people necessary to do this. if ANY of you have any leads that could help... let me know!

I'm looking for::

15-20 picnic tables
10 shade umbrellas / shade tents
6-8 large tarps

ANY extention cords (heavey duty) and ANY strings of twinkle lights

anyone have a good contact with Rotary or others who could help us with the picnic tables???? they are my main concern.

I have lots to write about Jr. Youth 2005- but it'll have to wait. You HAVE to see the DVD Jeff and Adam made for this year.. those guys are helarious.. or maybe it's just the lack of sleep? It was SO nice to have some all-nighter buddies this year.
Camp was fantastic- dispite the technical difficulties... It was so good to catch up with people there- people who are really increadible and mean alot to me- but who I only see once or twice a year...But there's that hint of sadness too, who knows if I'll see them again next year? I was in some SERIOUS pain still the first three days of camp, which ment that I didn't get to join in on some of the activities... then things got too busy with the newsletter , so I didn't get to do much on the water this year, sad. BUT the weather was amazing, the kids were fantastic! and God was working like crazy... Our worship band really was awesome- I was so blessed working with the guys (and we ROCKED the place) and even when my replacement jumped in (because my workload picked up)I was swept up in some pretty intense times with God. It was so great to see the kids get freed up to connect with God... that's probably my favorite part of camp... watching the kids as they find that sanctuary- as they let go of here, and hang on to holy.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

oops

So there was this tiny error in that quote the other day... but enough of an error that it didn't really make sense... funny that no one caught it... wait no.. you probably caught it, but since I'm not there to be told... no one told me. right right... got it.
Go back and read it again...
um, things are crazy here, so I'm keeping it short, many page layouts to create... little to work with... Last year I vowed to myself I'd bring an extra person... but forgot. I'm really kicking myself for it this year... I had an offer at the last moment, BUT it was too late, all the numbers for camp were already worked out....
*sigh*
ok, pray for concentration... so far, I'm lacking in that department. Big time.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

....

hmmm... having too much fun, can't talk

Sunday, August 21, 2005

start the kettle

make yourself all cozy like, because I've got some time on my hand and you're getting the first installment!

So even as I was pulling into the queue of SUVs and Mini vans lugging their boats North my mind (the part that's in working order) was racing.... What did I forget, who did I forget to call, where did I put my multi-vitamins? But as I pulled around the first rock-cut and saw some red and orange maples sticking out of the tree line, my heart TOTALLY settled.. I love Joy camp... it's such a place of peace... even the trip up there does something for my soul. I spend most of the drive trying to decide how far I'd be willing to commute to work... I figure (if I loved my job) I'd be willing to drive at least an hour... that only puts me in Lakefield... maybe I could find something further North?

:: side note:: Tim C. From Kawartha YFC is here this week, maybe it's time to bite the bullet and start some serious talks about that home/shelter... enough of the day dreaming and scheming? Pray for wisdom. And discernment... how much of this is just the idea of the program, and how much is the passion that I've been given?

So, I'm driving along and I pop in that mixed worship Cd- you remember the one? The one that I've nearly driven off the road because of? I took it out of the car this winter... it was getting scary, but it made it back into the CD case somehow... Anyway, I turn it on, and put it on random... two fantastic songs came on and just sent me into a great time of worship- it helped the trip to go by so much faster, I didn't even mind the cottage country traffic.

trees of life are blooming
and Your word
plants the seed
I feel it growing yeah,
Kindness leading to repentance
and we feel traces of deliverance
thank You for mercy yeah,
oh can you feel it?
it's the song of the redeemed
the pursuit of passion
for the one who set us free
oh can you hear it
we're crying out for more
and listen to the song it's turning into a holy roar!

And we come rejoicing and singing...
and crying out to You
can You hear the holy roar?
And we come rejoicing and singing and crying out to you Lord!
Can You hear the Holy roar?

don't know who that's by.. it was on one of the Passion CDs awhile back.

Soft fields of clover
moon shining over the valley
joining the song of the river
to the Great Giver
of the Great Good
And as it enfolds me,
somehow it holds me together
and I realize I've been singing
still it comes ringing clearer than clear

Here by the water
I'll build an alter to praise Him
Out of the stones that I found here
I'll set them down here rough as they are
knowing You can make them Holy

I think all my yearning has kept on returning to move me
down roads I'd never have chosen
half the time frozen
la la la la?
I know it was stormy
I hope it was for me a learning
the blood on the road wasn't mine though
someone that I know
has walked here before

here by the alter I'll build an alter....
knowing you can make them holy
knowing you can make me holy

Don't know who wrote that one... Steve Bell likes to sing it a lot...

so that set the mood for the trip FOR SURE.

ok...super prayer to start the week off::
Lord, help us to make You famous here this week.

ok... this week we've got Chris speaking- I love this guy, he's so willing to wait on what God's got to say, and not afraid to say it. This week's topic is going to be : Redemption, being redeemed people, being redeeming people....
I think I might need to back up a step... anyone know of "the green book"? (anyone who'd ever been handed the green book will know what I mean) There's this book by Henri Nowen... I'm not totaly sure what the title is, but basically it's a collection of essays on the passage thru grief to healing... it's got some REALLY great stuff in it, I like to avoid it at all costs. Sarah gave it to me last week with a page bookmarked... I should have known that God would continue to work here....

Chris (aka Strongbad) gave us this quote to dwell on....
Take it in, I'll write more later.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate; our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that frightens us. We ask ourselves, "who am I to be brilliant, talented gorgeous and fabulous?" Actually who are you not be! You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn't serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that others won't feel insecure around you. You were born to manifest the Glory Of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us, it is in all of us,and it is as we let our own light shine that we unconsciously give others the right to do the same."

unending quotes

Well, it's going to be hard... I mean to find WHAT to post... I'd write out every minute for you if I could, I don't want you to be missing out on anything. For now I'll just give you this... likely to be found on the back of many a t-shirt::

"And if you're on the worship team, I've got a surprise for you"

(Graeme aka. Buttercup- as he looks at them empty spaces on stage)

Saturday, August 20, 2005

it begins

yup, sweet connections... I've managed to enter into the most beautiful part of Canada, miles from nowhere.. and yet.. I've got a better internet connection than at home.
Segwaaaaaaaaaaay...
into connections.
I seem to have neglected to bring the right connection to the printer... go figure. is there such a thing as an adapter for my OLD printer cable into this pretty new lap top? I sure hope so! I think I'll catch a pony into town.. oh wait, wrong camp.
Morgan???? here little car, come on buddy...

Friday, August 19, 2005

brain hurts

my brain is in pain
and here comes more rain
am I going insane
let me pour down the drain.


yet again, proof that I should never take up song writing professionally.
Speaking of which:: our band has now officially existed for around 4 months. We've gone places, sung stuff... done band-type things... but we still have no name. really. That's dumb.
But really... my brain does hurt... the meds are wearing off.. and it's raining really hard... and the drugs are in the car.
I've had two pretty funny concussion-moments this week, but at the same time, they were pretty scarey... the whole idea that our brain holds soooo much information, and it takes so little to do some damage. I was given a very nice helmet at work by a co-worker today. The front says "boom boom boileau" and the back "watch yer noggin". Thank you very much.

I've got alot to do... and what is it I've chosen to do? yeah... I'm sitting waiting wishing.

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How fun! yesterday I got Spammed! that's right, I got an ad placed in my comments section... guess I've fooled someone into believing that this site get's read.


OK ok ok, I heard you and it's been done, there's a link to that "singing on the floor" guy-in the side bar. But seriously, instead of calling me or asking me on the street/ in a bowling ally, let's be civilized shall we? Leave a comment!!!!

*now doing a little dance for sheer JOY*
Praise God
Amen!
Praise God!
Amen! (really, where IS your accent????)
Today- I praise-ey God, because-ey......

Jr. High Youth Camp starts at Joy Bible Camp!!!!!!!!!
TOMORROW
exceptional really... so prayer ninjas, back into action... I need you fighting evil as I drive up, as the kids load up into buses, as they head on their way... I need you fighting off evil from the camp site, from the kids minds... that they'd be coming in pumped and open to whatever God's got planned for them this week... That the counselors would be given many words of wisdom, that we as staff would be super sensitive to the Holy Spirit IN ALL THINGS!!! yeah yeah yeah... and that this would be a KICK BUTT week of fun...

apparently I'm playing yearbook editor again this year for the camp, soooo, I get to experience camp from the comfort of my own motel room- complete with wireless internet and shower... PLUS the bonus of all camp activities... PLUS singing in the worship band again this year... really, I've got the sweetest deal...
luuuuckeeeey! - right right, Napoleon's the theme this year. Good times.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

S vs. Z... the debate is ongoing

All my life, I've struggled with my spelling. I had a "free the vowels" type teacher in my early years who decided it was better not to make young children conform, but better to allow them to express themselves freely and creatively in their spelling. Looking back now, I figure she probably couldn't spell either.. it was just her excuse.
I now struggle with when to use an "S" and when so use a "Z".
I am not alone in this issue.
I have a young friend (who for the moment shall go unnamed) He has a problem with his pronunciation... ok well, really, it's just in the pronunciation of my name.. the dear young man CANNOT seem to understand the difference between "Lesley" and "Lezley".
OH!!! the horror of it all!!!
I am one traumatized by the endless taunting of young children, one with nightmares due to the tease.. ok, not really, I've just gotten carried away again.
To make matters worse, this poor poor boy is cursed with an "S" name himself! yes, poor Simon, forever doomed to hold the moniker "ZIMON" as his own....
let us all take a moment to grieve for this young lad and his speech impediment as he sets out on this... the first day of the next year of his life.....
Happy Birthday Zimon!
-again, I call all the able hands in Togo, West Africa to pin this boy down and plant him with many sloppy kisses!