checking out the end i sit on

my first colonoscopy procedure was a life-affirming experience! each person at the hospital: admissions clerk, nurses, technician, physician - was totally cheerful, supportive, and looking for my best interests. the most frightening episode was parking in a high-rise garage with about an inch clearance between the van roof and the concrete ceiling. i had minimal sedation and was able to watch the procedure and chat with the attending nurses. i will not recount details of the procedure. it seemed to be routine and uncomplicated, at times uncomfortable for me, but my greatest danger was in being bored. was that a pun?

i have a father who knows my name

a leader knows the goal and clearly shows the path. when i tell my students what i am going to do and where i am going, most of them follow me.

maybe I have a disorder!

My therapist will look into the possibility of my symptoms pointing to Seasonal Affective Disorder, which can be treated by light therapy. My wife will continue to treat my infirmities with love and affection! I will treat my need for speed by racing down a quarter mile track. I hope to have a good night with pleasant dreams.

waiting for easter

i'm suffering with a cold, watching the snow hang on in little clumps and drifts that resist melting in the rain. easter will be here in less than a week, then the home run derby and opening day for points racing at the track. this could be the best time in the year but i am still bogged down, threatened by immaturity at work (never blog about work), and eager for a spring breakthrough to joy and peace and contentement. dear jesus, how you suffered for my sin! my natural condition caused you such pain, and you took my punishment along with the total piled up deserved death of all humanity, past present and future. and i am now free! this we proclaim concerning the word of life, the eternal life, to make our joy complete.

that which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked at and our hands have touched -- this we proclaim concerning the word of life. the life appeared; we have seen it and testify to it, and we proclaim to you the eternal life.

yes, my work is hard, but my ministry is a delight. my work is also a ministry. my lord and savior, show me your mercy. lead my mind to right decisions. lead my feet in the right path. come now, into my life, and establish your kingdom.

i thank the lord for my gracious, wonderful, joy-making wife. my home is a haven.

a purpose of my life is to be a witness to my lord who blesses me abundantly. and a purpose of my life is to serve in my work and in the community of my faithful brothers and sisters. i am running the race, with jesus at my side, and jesus has won the victory!

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one of the guys on the mopar mail list, rob works in entertainment, a wild environment.

end of the week

of course, sunday is the first day of the week, but my working week starts on monday. best activity on sunday - the gloria choir rehearses and shares and prays together: representing several churches, various cultures, multigenerational, bilingual, many music styles (mostly afro-cuban) but one lord and savior, jesus christ; gloria a dios!

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saturday

here we go, on to a week of vacation from education. rule #2 for a blog: never talk about your work. so on my own time, which will be every day when i cross that retirement threshold in a few years, i plan and execute steps to improve my bracket drag racing jones. AND look around the house and yard for fix-and-improve tasks. AND provide resources for car and computer needs for people in my ministry community. today i should be able to clear some car parts off the shelf through an ebay auction. AND organize the garage so i can get the charger racecar ready for the first practice session in march --> the first race day in april!

first step

this is the first entry in my blog. whatever that is. i was told that this is a key to peace and harmony in my life. like journaling, but more public. i have never had the patience to write a journal. i don't like my handwriting - it's too cramped and it probably shows too much of my personality. how is this different?