Lyrics to "When I Go Down"

I'll tell you flat out
It hurts so much to think of this
So from my thoughts I will exclude
The very thing that
I hate more than everything is
The way I'm powerless
To dictate my own moods

I've thrown away
So many things that could've been much more
And I just pray
My problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works
No that's not the way it works

When I go down
I go down hard
And I take everything I've learned
And teach myself some disregard
When I go down
It hurts to hit the bottom
And of the things that got me there
I think, if only I had fought them

If and when I can
Clear myself of this clouded mind
I'll watch myself settle down
Into a place where
Peace can search me out and find
That I'm so ready to be found

I've thrown away
The hope I had in friendships
I've thrown away
So many things that could have been much more
I've thrown away
The secret to find an end to this
And I just pray
My problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works
No that's not the way it works

Any control I thought I had just slips right through my hands
While my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me
Reprimands me
Then and there
I confess
I'll blame all this on my selfishness
Yet you love me
And that consumes me
And I'll stand up again
And do so willingly

You give me hope, and hope it gives me life
You touch my heavy heart, and when you do you make it light
As I exhale I hear your voice
And I answer you, though I hardly make a noise
And from my lips the words I choose to say
Seem pathetic, but it's fallen man's praise
Because I love you
Oh God, I love you
And life is now worth living
If only because of you
And when they say that I'm dead and gone
It won't be further from the truth

When I go down
I lift my eyes to you
I won't look very far
Cause you'll be there
With open arms
To lift me up again
To lift me up again

Desiring God National Conference

Since this blog is an attempt (albeit a sad attempt) to document my life, I thought I should add a quick post about the Desiring God National Conference. In October, Mom, Milly and I went to Minneapolis to hear some amazingly intelligent men speak on Christ and our postmodern World. The content fed me in so many ways and I continue to be nourished from the things that were discussed. I made a decision that weekend - I would go to the national conference every year, if possible. The great thing is that I can continue to hear several of the speakers via their podcasts. John Piper, for instance, has a weekly podcast - his Sunday sermon - desiringgod.org.

An mp3 and a blog of note

I've been trying, for a couple of days now, to post an mp3 on the site but as yet, have had no luck. It's a great track called "When I Go Down" by Relient K. The reason I wanted to post it was to document what I've been feeling this last week or so. I've been conscious of how important my past decisions affected this present I'm now living and possibly, my future. Particularly, I'm talking about the dating decisions that I made. I am really saddened by the poor choices I made and I think that maybe my current singleness is due to my stupidity and general lack of trust in God. Then, as write this, I think even this train of thought is just one more attempt to control my own destiny. At the end of the day, don't I believe that God knows everything that will happen in my life and my past has been foreordained by him just as much as my future will be? Is an obsession with past mistakes really helpful when I'm looking to the future? It's not as if I can change anything - all I can do is repent my poor choices and thank God for opening my eyes to the fact that they were poor choices.
Last night, I did read a really encouraging blog - it's called Girl Talk (http://girltalk.blogs.com/girltalk/) and it's a blog that is shared by a number of ladies in the Mahaney family (Carolyn Mahaney is wife to CJ who leads Sovereign Grace Ministries). One post I read answered the question of whether a girl should tell a guy that she is interested in him. That's always something I've struggled with because I'm the type of person who would rather just communicate my feelings that not. The sentence I liked best was something to the effect of: "Wouldn't you want a guy to like you enough that he's willing to talk to you about his feelings, or even get up the courage to talk to you at all without you having to encourage or entice him?" It's really true I think because doesn't that then set the precident for the rest of the relationship if you, the girl, end up pursuing the guy? I mean, from the get-go you've put yourself in a leadership/headship position and you're also trying to orchestrate things in not only your life, but in someone else's life too. So, it was a good thing for me to read because I do want to be with someone who has the courage to "court" me. I hate that word "courtship" because I think it's been beaten to death with the whole "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" movement (which does have it's truths and a degree of wisdom). So ya, the Girl Talk blog is interesting and I do like reading things from a Christian woman's point of view because I so often tend to read works by Christian males.

A Complaint and a List of Dreams

I'm sitting in Law and Ethics and I've concluded I'd better do something constructive and exercise my brain cells because this class is certainly not contributing to my mental health. My professor is droning on and on about copyright laws and it's so hard to listen when I think of all of the things I could be doing right now. If I could do anything, what would it be? I'd like to be at home in my room with a good book in one hand and a warm cup of tea in the other. I'd like to be 3/4 of the way up a mountain, looking up to the peak, excited about the challenge that lies ahead of me, happy to be physically exerting myself. I'd like to be running with Titus, watching the beauty of his form as he gallops ahead of me, his feet just grazing the ground, his nose, like an arrow, leading his body to hit the mark of its choosing. I'd like to be in the middle of a busy newsroom. I'd like to be standing on my snowboard at the top of a mountain. Drinking just-squeezed orange juice in Florida. Buying vegetables in Paris. Eating a mango. Meeting my future husband. Picking up the keys to my own apartment...
If this class is the worst thing I have to complain about right now (and it is), I'm sitting pretty. And I am. God has been so gracious to me. He plopped me into an new job, opened up an internship at the Calgary Herald 4 months ahead of schedule, and has, in a very general way, filled me with the joy of Christ. I'm really busy, all of the time, but I don't feel too overwhelmed and he has truly kept me from feeling desperately disorganized or hopelessly out of control. It's at this point that I really have to keep myself from sin, from feeling like this is all due to my own intelligence and I have to be careful not to grasp for control of things in my life that God has clearly told me must be left to him.
I'm reading a great commentary on Ephesians by MLJ and I'm committed to hunting down a beautiful copy of 'War and Peace.' I'm still spinning The Weepies on my ipod mixed in with a little Skillet and Alexisonfire.
Tonight, I head to Toronto to visit with Jen and we'll share some good vegetarian food from Fresh. Sweet potato fries, ummm.
I've posted some pictures below. The last two are of Titus and his blood, respectively and obviously. He's got kidney failure and is not expected to live too much longer though he has been in great spirits for about five days now. His bumps have grown considerably since his diagnosis.

quebec

Here are some quick, and not so great, pictures of my trip to Quebec last week. I went to Montreal and stayed in a B&B downtown and then traveled to Quebec City and stayed just outside of it in a little suburb called Beauport. It's about 30 minutes from the base of Mt. St. Anne. It was a fantastic place and Michel Niget, an artist who runs the B&B is also a chef by training. He cooked a great breakfast and mentioned that if I rented out the rooms for a weekend (or week!) he'd be willing to cook us dinner too. So, who wants to go snowboarding??? I'm in, Milly's in and Matt's in. The bridge is to L'ile d'Orleans, an island close to Quebec. The waterfall is just outside of Beauport.

September 11 has a new significance

I'm back to Journalism school tomorrow. My thoughts about returning? I'm excited to learn, happy to see friends again, but most of all, I look forward to my internship at the end of the school year. I'm still debating about where I'd like to end up but Calgary seems to be calling my name with an ever-increasing intensity. I want to be close to the mountains, close to a drier climate and with nothing really holding me here in Ontario, I'm anxious to find a spot that feels more like home. What I wonder is whether the chore of finding a place, job, etc. out West is a little too much to manage after graduating and might it not be best to just stick it out in the Tdot and build some experience at the Globe, the Star, the Walrus...
So, right now, this morning, this moment, I'm all for boarding a plane. What may be fueling my sudden urgency to depart from this town is the knowledge that I have to be back at Glencairn tonight to work yet another wedding. As a toast to work and all that looks lovely on the outside but is horribly grotesque on the inside, I leave you with some images of Glencairn Golf Course...

So, the girls met up on the holiday Monday and had a nice visit - nice is the only adjective I can think of to describe the day. I personally didn't feel like there was a very good connection and all we really talked about was babies and pregnancy. The picture I've attached should show you the reason for that. It just makes me wonder - was university the only thing we ever had in common? Why do husbands and babies change the nature of our friendship?
Tonight I'm back in Toronto for another lecture and then I have to buckle down - I must get that profile of Al Gilbert written but first I'll need to contact him! Also on my plate - an expose on immigrant farm workers in our area. That should be rather interesting. So, only three or so more weeks to go and then this full-time monkey job is finished and I can get back to what I love - school! I'm still reading through 'The Fountainhead' and plan to take up a biography on Pink next. I find biographies of Christians fascinating, particularly because of how there are aspects of all of our lives that are similar as Christians and then aspects that are so different (that sounds so silly and vague but I'm not sure how else to say it). It's those similarities that act as a source of encouragement to fight the good fight, to continue to be a light, to stive to honour God in all and then it's sometimes the differences that help me to be thankful to God for His mercy toward me. I am very thankful that He has blessed me with good friends and parents that love and support me and a sister who I love more than anyone. All of these things and the material blessings I receive are such causes for praise to God.
I wasn't sure how I'd be able to find the money to go to school next year but through OSAP God provided the exact amount that I needed to pay my tuition for the year. I am really thankful that it's God's will that I continue at Sheridan because I love it and really want to make Journalism my career. So, September is looking more and more exciting!!

We've experienced record heat here in Ontario during the last couple of days. Yesterday, with the humidity, the temperature measured 46C. Though I'm working in an air-conditioned office building, the air is horribly moist and I do find it difficult to breathe - the air is just so heavy.
Sunday I went sailing and wanted to post some pictures. My uncle's boat was beautiful - it's called Aley Cat because it's a Catalina. After spending the day on the boat I am sure I would love to travel around the world on a sailboat. It's a very freeing experience to sail through water and suddenly, when you're on open water, the horizon becomes so much broader and you're reminded the world is big.
I ran yesterday and today - the beginning of my training for "the run." I must run tomorrow morning and then again on Saturday too. So, for 11 weeks that will be the pattern of my existence!
I'm reading 'The Fountainhead' and enjoying it. I'm definately attracted to Rand's writing because of its heavy Romantic leanings - and I agree with her abhorence of Socialism. Reading Rand makes me question my attraction to Romanticism - I believe I've concluded it's the Romantic's view of nature as an eternal and living force. I think it's also their tendency to read deeply into everything in an effort to find out the reason and purpose of our existence and the existence of the universe that surrounds us.
Tonight I'll make my way down to Knox Presbyterian for the lecture. Last week's was horrible and solidified my distaste for Calvin College. The man who spoke was, I believe, a director of a centre for preaching at the college. What drivel. We spent an hour listening to his perfectly constructed sentences and his well rehearsed gestures, longing, most ferverently to hear just a grain of truth. Particularly when compared to Carson (who spoke the week before), the lecture was deeply unsatisfying. The speaker tonight is the Research Professor of Theology at Tyndale Seminary.

This morning I've decided: I'm running the Toronto Half-Marathon. What with my new-found knowledge of myself, I'm attempting to set some short term goals for myself and Octoberr 15th is a short-term goal. So, one day before my 28th birthday, I will be running 23km. I'm excited. I'll try to remember to post a before picture too so that I can actually witness the health changes, and maybe, if there is someone reading my blog, you can too!!
Today is also the day I go to the bookstore to finally purchase 'War and Peace'. It's a book that I have wanted to read for most of my life and after reading a very good article in "The Walrus" I'm determined to make a go of it. The five hour sailing trip tomorrow should allow me a good start.
Here's a picture of Gilligan, the bull next door that will be moving out. He came to the farm last year and was a test tube baby - he's half Guernsey and half Holstein (we think). He's possibly the smartest and most beautiful cow I've ever had the pleasure of being around. He stares at our house from across the field and "mooooos" because he's lonely. He's the only cow on a one horse horse farm. We aren't certain but we think he may think Blue, the horse, is his mother.
All the best Gillie and may your life be long and lackadaisical!

I've learned I'm one of those people who becomes smitten over an idea, a sport, a book, a blog for a short period of time and then abandons it for something else. I am not overjoyed by this revelation and yet I cannot deny it. Really, the date of my last post says it all!
Some great things have happened since I last recorded something here at Blogger. I'm writing a couple stories for a paper in Caledon and just got word from another paper here in Erin that they'd be willing to offer me a couple assignments. As a fledging journalist with 8 months of school left, it is of the utmost importance that I get published. So, again, this is great news for my portfolio. I actually can't believe the timing of it all and how amazing God has been in helping these doors to open. Because I've already been to university and worked full-time and really left a constant salary to go back to school, I embrace any afirmation I can get. Of course, like always, God's timing has been perfect and I couldn't have asked for anything more. I really just need to stop worrying about getting a job for my internship and recognize that if God has provided for me this past year and knows timing better than anyone, I don't need to doubt Him or this path. Basically, I'll need to have a top-notch portfolio by early December in the hopes of finding an internship for April. It's competitive and I'd really like to try and get a spot at The Walrus. Then my plans (or my hopes) include a move out to Calgary to finally set up my home by the mountains and work for a well-respected publication. I don't even mind doing the menial job of copy editing; in fact, I kind of love it! I also love school and can't wait for August to turn into September.
Since June, I've been busy with friends. Yesterday was Emma's two-month birthday. I went camping with a bunch of people from our church - 31 others to be exact. This is Milly and me on the beach at The Pinery on the first night.

This is what I did for most of the weekend:

I had a great time and I think those four days will be the only vacation I'll be able to take for the whole summer. I'm definately looking forward to next year!
July has been full and has sped by; I enjoyed playing soccer with people from the Sovereign Grace churches and saw friends from Kinark. We went to a good restaurant right on Queen's Quay - Il Fornello's. Apparently it's a chain but I truly enjoyed my ceasar salad and spaghettini with meat sauce and mushrooms. I hope to be able to go back with mom, dad and Milly one time. I spent time with Chris on Wednesday and we went to see Superman Returns at the IMAX theatre. There was four scenes in the movie that were 3D and I can't remember that last time I used 3D glasses. They're brown now. I remember them being red and green! How does 3D technology change??!! This weekend I'm looking forward to going sailing on my uncle's yaght - it's a huge sailboat that he just bought and sailed from the east coast of the US back to the yaght club in Hamilton. He's taking us from Port Credit to Hamilton which he tells us takes about 5 hours. My favourite place to sit on a sailboat is at the bow, just far enough away from any conversation so that all I can hear are the waves breaking against the boat and all I can feel is the wind tickling my arm hairs.

This past week has been really busy and I am looking forward to a little relaxation today. I'm working at Sheridan College in Admissions, as a Summer Office Assistant. That translates as "office monkey" and "professional tour guide." I am enjoying it because I get to meet a lot of new students. It's really fun to be able to share with students in the excitement of finally coming to a decision about where they would like to pursue their post-secondary education. Most of the programs at the school are good programs so it's also nice to be able to sell something you actually believe is worth selling.
I was talking to someone a while ago and they asked me whether I was writing anything lately. I haven't. This blog attests to that! I then posed the same question to that person and they replied that the couldn't help but write.
I've been thinking about that short conversation for about a month now. I find it really interesting that I love books and reading and I like to be around people that are constantly writing but I'm not much of a writer myself. When I do write, it is not done poorly but I don't have that irresistible itch to write. For myself, I couldn't even say what type of writing I enjoy best. I have kept a diary for many years but it too is sadly sporadic. I used to keep a list of music I wanted to buy and books I wanted to find. I don't even keep either of these lists up-to-date anymore. I think one of the biggest deterrents to keeping lists of these sorts is the mass of information I seem to wade through in a relatively short amount time. When I listen to the radio, read the newspaper, magazines and books, there are so many things of interest I come across that I find it virtually impossible to hope to pursue every tangent. My approach has become much more lazy. If I happen to come across a book or CD I remember, I'll probably buy it.
So, what are my plans for this coming week? How can I make this post a little bit more exciting and a little more informative?
This coming week, I'll be back at Sheridan after working at the Living Arts Centre this past week for convocation. On Wednesday, I'm meeting up with Carolyn to hear about her habitat for humanity project and to just get a chance to visit and hear how she's holding up. On Thursday, I'm supposed to go out for a night on the town with my co-workers as a sort of celebration because our manager got a new position in another department. We are not celebrating her departure (ok, I kind of am!!) but rather celebrating with her on her new appointment. I have never been one of those people who likes to get together with colleagues outside of work - there are so many things I'd rather be doing with my time - so hopefully, the evening will go well.
The good news about work really has to do with my co-worker, Darcie. She is an atheist but has recently bought a bible. She plans to read through it. So, I am really praying that I might be able to be the light God wants me to be in this situation and that God would give me all of the words He would like me to say to her, if He would like me to say anything at all. I am such a fool when it comes to communication sometimes. I am quick to say things and make fun of things and deride things and this speaking without thinking really limits my witness to others. It is one huge weakness in my life and so I do feel I really need to rely on God to help me say EVERY word He wants to me to say because I can do a lot of damage very quickly. My tongue has been an instrument of destruction and there are many situations I look back on with remorse because I was so foolish. I do hate the pride and conceit that spews from my mouth and I do give thanks and praise to Christ for saving me from this body of death. So, if there is anyone who reads this post, please pray for Darcie as she reads the bible and please pray for me, that I might put a harness on this tongue of mine and that through my study of and meditation on God's Word, my Father might brand me with His words, that He might continually be working on my heart - sweeping out the dark chambers, stirring up and cleaning away the dust that has been sitting there for oh, so many years.

i'm still here

Yes, a lot has happened since my last post nearly three months ago. I finished up my first year at Sheridan in the Journalism program and now I'm working full-time here for the summer. Things are going smoothly although today, the day most people like to be really busy, the last day before a long-weekend, I'm stuck in the office with not a thing to do - hence posting this on my blog.
I visited with Clarene this week and she looks beautiful - today is her due date. If she has a girl, she will name her Emma Evelyn and if she has a boy, his name will be Nolan Matthew.


Above is a picture of Clarene and I during our visit this week - doesn't she look beautiful? It's amazing how much pregnancy seems to suit some people.
Also above is a picture of Clarene's other baby - Lola. Lola is finally able to sit in one place for longer than a second - literally!!
So, what have I been reading? I'm still working on "Total Truth" but I finished up some other books - "Pilgrim's Progress" and "Hind's Feet in High Places." I've now got "God is the Gospel" to work through - and I look forward to it because it's a gift from a friend who I respect.
This weekend, I go to a seminar at our church and the speaker is supposed to be quite good. I look forward to using my brain after not having to use it too much this week! One thing I've learned while at Sheridan is the amount of people who simply do not know how to organize or complete a task. Most people I've met here should not hold the positions they do because they are not competent in the least. It's sad really when you think about it because how smoothly, how efficiently, how effectively might a corporation work if the people working in it were great at their jobs and did them honestly and thoroughly? That thought could be translated to the body of Christ. How much more effective and efficient we would be if we only cared about working well and working honestly for God's kingdom. And, it is work. We're here on earth to work and hopefully that work glorifies God.
Well, I'm going to begin to make this posting a regular thing now that summer has commenced. Happy long-weekend!

So, the internet might not be so bad...

First of all, props to 'Son of Man' for the first ever comment left on my blog. Thanks for being encouraging Josh and the picture you've chosen for your blog rocks!!
Secondly, I went to Blue Mountain yesterday and it was soooo beautiful. Standing on top of the mountain looking over Georgian Bay, you couldn't tell where the bluest of skies met the bluest of bays. Close to the shore, the water was frozen and the gradation of colour was just breathtaking. It's hard to comprehend that this world is just an imperfect image of something truly real and perfect to come. Wow, a new heaven and a new earth. I cannot even imagine the glory and splendor. I thought about bringing my camera but felt I wanted to just concentrate on snowboarding and not worry about anything else. I do wish I could share the image with you.
Thirdly, christiancafe has proved to be not so bad after all. Let me elaborate. I still concur with everything I wrote in the last post but there are people out there who truly love the Lord and I met such a person a couple of days ago. It's been really good to converse and of course, to meet someone new. Don't you just love finding out about people and the choices they've had to make and the lives they are living? I find it really helps to see how God works in each of our lives. What it reminds me is that God loves each of us so completely and that we are all unique with yes, one common mandate, but called to fulfill that mandate in very different ways. I enjoy meeting others who find a real joy in life can see many of the blessings God has bestowed on them - it makes me want to know my Saviour more and more. So, thanks to christiancafe!
As I write this all Titus is outside playing with the dog from next door. Here they are:

so this is a monthly thing...

It's the first day of spring break and I'm still in Ontario. I would have liked to have been able to afford to go to Florida with Milly but we couldn't this time so...there's always next year! The week looks to be perfect weather for snowboarding and we are planning to head to Blue Mountain with a friend or two on Wednesday. I woke up this morning at 7:30am and seriously contemplated heading up pronto but decided to roll over for another two hours of much-needed sleep.
So, I'm getting a little annoyed at itunes Canada. The last couple of CDs I've tried to purchase have not existed on the Canada site. I go to the American site just for fun and of course they're available there!! Why is it that we only get just enough here when we live next door to the greatest (arguably) superpower in the world?! Have you ever noticed the quality of your strawberries at the store is just not on par to the ones you ate in California a couple of years ago? Or perhaps it was the lettuce that really made you wonder...
Having lived for a short time in France, I had the lovely priviledge of tasting all sorts of european groceries. When I went shopping for food in Paris, it was nothing short of a life-altering experience. You CANNOT touch the vegetables and fruit at a market. The grocers are so proud of their produce that they lovingly pick the best for you and individually wrap potatoes, bananas, oranges, etc. up and hand them to you as if they are presenting you with a medal for shopping at their store. And the cheese stores...
When it comes to fruit and veggies in Canada, we just don't get to sample what it's really like.
So, back to the music store - I'm currently listening to Sufjan Stevens' 'Greetings From Michigan' and a collection of songs sung by Emma Kirkby. Stevens makes me want to learn how to play the banjo. I am not a hick - his ability to wield a bango (and twenty other instruments) is incredible and the soft, mellow, full, shy, sounds that come from this instrument make me realise it's grownup. The complex sounds make a guitar, even a classical guitar, sound so toneless, lifeless. (I exaggerate because I love dad's classical guitar.) So that's one more discipline I must add to a very large list of things to master.
Last Friday, after kickin' it with some friends from church Thursday night, I decided to check out a website that's been the topic of conversation since I'd heard a certain member of our young adults group posted his profile and got a response. Yes, you may have guessed it: christiancafe.com. I wanted to see what the site was really about, how it was organized and if there was really a possibility of meeting a 'christian' friend. I found the aforementioned member's profile, read it and wondered if there was any women I'd ever met that fit the characteristics he listed as necessary for his mate. I then got dupped into posting my own profile (hey, it's free for 10 days and I got to fill in a rather helpful short answer section) and have checked my message box on the site at least once a day since. Honestly, it's not like I'm really desperate to find love or anything, in fact, as of late, I've been really happy, really peaceful as a single girl.


Most of my friends (see left for a sampling) are married or seriously dating and, particularly after visiting with them, I'm very thankful that God is allowing me to pursue education, adventures, and any number of paths that lead to new discoveries.
What I have discovered about christiancafe.com is it's ability to make you feel good about yourself. You may not find love but you definately get your ego massaged. This is how it's worked for me: every time I check my mailbox I find mail from guys who have read my profile, checked out my picture and decided to 'wink at me'. The site has created a little icon that rests above each person's profile and picture and rather than going to the trouble of writing someone a short message telling them you like what you see and read and you'd like to get to know them, you have the option to click on this eye icon to send the person an automated message saying the above. It's basically like putting a public checkmark beside anyone you feel is hot or worth conversing with. I can search and select a possible mate on christiancafe.com just like I would search and select a possible purse on ebay. No strings attached, no knowledge of feelings hurt when someone doesn't respond to your 'wink' and most of all, an almost complete absense of courage or care for anyone other than yourself. When my 10 days are up, I think I'll stick to traditional methods of dating and hopefully, in the mean time, save myself from an abnormally inappropriate ego.

how could a month passed unnoticed?

It seems like the month has truly disappeared without me being aware I was ever involved. Maybe I wasn't truly alive this past month. I just now feel as though I am finally able to concentrate on school. And so a month has passed and I know it because when I went to log into my blog to add this new post, I could not remember my user name or password.
I am amazed at the backlash against Bush. It seems to be everywhere. Most of the defamation is character-related and most accusations are unintelligent. I thing it's the longevity of the whole thing. Americans have forgotten the terror of 9/11. They have forgotten what it means to have their freedom jeopardized. They have forgotten the fear they felt as they watched the heavy smoke and debris devour helpless New Yorkers running for shelter. They have been desensitized by the images and the five year debate. I would like to ask Americans what they would have done instead. In the immediate wake of the plane crashes and the trade towers collapsing, what would they have wanted Bush to do? I know it's impossible to suppose what might have happened had things been done differently, but was there really another option for Bush? In fact, there was immense support for his declaration of war at the time.
I went to see a screening of a new docudrama about C.S. Lewis last week with a friend. 'Beyond Narnia' is interesting and fresh and it was great to hear a collection of Lewis' very memorable phrases incorporated into a movie. I hope that Windborne Productions finds a buyer for the movie. After the movie, the producer and guest Michael Coren discussed Lewis and the movie. I thoroughly enjoyed Coren and his comments and how he answered questions from the audience. He was genuine, articulate, patient and very knowledgeable. I really admire when people are balanced and perceptive, and Coren was. Very refreshing. That's what I really like about Don Carson. He is so pleasant to listen to because he is, on a large scale, very coherent.
I'm in my Globalization and the Post-Modern World class at the moment and it could be so amazing. But it's not. We are working our way through a two page list of terms that are supposed to relate to the aforementioned title of the course and they do but there is no context and nothing wise or intelligent to refer to when defining terms. My teacher has refused to use a text for the course and is relying on his knowledge of events and people and on the discussion created in class. I have to say it's hard to sit through. Which is why I am writing this post.
But I will sign out now. Happy reading and learning!!