July 29th, 2004 at 11:51 pm
by sillyjoe (Church Whatnots)
Okay, so here it is, what you’ve been waiting for…all two of you. The rundown of my week at SuperWow. Not everything will be included because, well, I can’t remember EVERYTHING.
Saturday morning at 7 am we met at the church to head down to Jekyll Island. There were about 40 of us, give or take a few. We began the long, and I do mean LONG, drive down to the island. We arrived at our destination somewhere between 9 and 12 hours later. I’m really not sure. We had four houses, one each for the Buffalo guys and girls, and one each for the New Blackwell/Cherokee Hills guys and girls. After we got settled into our houses, we had a little powwow meeting and supper, and then everyone went back to the houses and went sleepy. Sunday morning we had a small church service at the girls’ house. Krusty and myself led worship, and Dad did a small message about love. Sunday afternoon we hit the local mall, where me, Krusty, and our new boy Justin Carroll hit PACSUN and picked up some killer belt buckles. Justin and myself were rockin’ the sheriff’s star buckles while Krusty (ever the different fellow) had to pick up the welcome to Vegas sign buckle. I mentioned to the guys that I had an awesome Wal-Mart shirt that would really kick the western look into gear…so those two rich guys decided to pick one up at American Eagle. We figured we’d go into the first service on Monday night in style. Sunday night we had a talent show….I didn’t enter, b/c I figured these people are gonna hear me play my guitar and sing every night this week. So instead, I played the part of Simon Cowl, insulting everyone even if they WERE good. And THAT was fun. My mom, and two other youth group mothers got together and sang “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot.” We started calling them the Golden Girls. The stakes were high for this shindig, as the winner would get to eat FIRST for the whole week, at every meal. This is a big deal on our trips…when you got 40somethin people getting to eat first is ALWAYS a big deal. The Golden Girls won it…no matter how disturbed myself and the other two sons of the Golden Girls were. After all this, we headed back to our houses to hit the sack.
I’m gonna go ahead and post this now, to split the days up into separate posts. That way it won’t be another two weeks before you all see something
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July 16th, 2004 at 9:32 pm
by sillyjoe (Adventures in Randomosity)
I have two posts coming soon…
The first will be a rundown of my week at SuperWow (July 3-10), and the second will be a rundown of the past few days I’ve had at Carson-Newman Orientation (July 14-16).
They’re taking a while to get done, so please be patient.
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July 14th, 2004 at 12:32 am
by sillyjoe (Adventures in Randomosity)
Today, I opened my e-mail program to find THIS in a spam e-mail.
Any given white boat got an idea.
Whose small soft glove run.
Mine smart shining pensil prepare for fight and perhaps any green tv looks around.
Our children white eraser stands-still.
The noisy boat adheres.
Our round sport shoes falls.
Her smart tall red beautiful tall expensive underwares is thinking.
The white underwares is thinking.
Whose soft balloon run or maybe whose bluish white beautiful slopy bra stares.
Any given little stupid odd shaped camera fidgeting or his brothers fancy caw got an idea.
Whose silver binocyles show its value the time that a given smart well-crafted little stupid sony prepare for fight.
Our golden soda looks around or maybe his brothers little ipaq fidgeting or any well-crafted stupid forg snores.
Their red round little table adheres.
Any given hairy table show its value.
Our children shining clock fidgeting.
Any little ipaq looks around and our children silver beautiful mouse run at the place that their round-shaped stupid cat arrives or maybe her daughters beautiful ipaq makes sound.
Mine white well-crafted little golden glove calms-down.
Whose tall printer stares or mine round-shaped door calculates at the place that his fancy forg arrives.
Mine shining bluish camera spit however, a white dog calms-down or maybe our children fancy baby falls while any little picture calculates while a hairy boots fidgeting.
Any given white mp3 player calms-down.
Their little white t-shirt is on fire as soon as their white beautiful white computer calculates.
A given smart book is angry.
Any golden silver caw is on fire.
Mine golden pensil snores.
Any smart sofa falls and the small mouse run and perhaps our silver printer got an idea.
Her daughters slopy sony falls.
The soft tv got an idea or maybe her daughters beautiful underwares fidgeting.
Any shining carpet adheres.
anyone else finding trouble making sense of that?
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July 11th, 2004 at 10:07 pm
by sillyjoe (Adventures in Randomosity)
I’m pretty jaded when it comes to dating.
Which I know can’t be good since I’m not even 18 yet. I’m not even an official adult yet and I’m already into my early Derek Webb phase.
Isn’t that horrible?
Maybe it’s b/c I’m always around youth group kids who like someone different every week, and I just wanna have one person who I don’t even have to be serious with…I just want to talk, and hang out….maybe cuddle every once in a while…I like to cuddle. But really…what is with the different guy/girl a week thing? That’s messed up!
If you can’t pick a chip and go with it…don’t eat.
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July 11th, 2004 at 8:09 pm
by sillyjoe (Religion)
Are we as a church in the twenty-first century too concerned with being relevant?
Oh dear sweet Jesus, yes we are.
Am I the only one who’s tired of hearing the “The Bible is a what-to, not a how-to book” argument made as an excuse for using unBiblical methods of churching?
Seeker-friendly churches scare me, b/c when it comes down to it, none of us are seekers.
GOD is the seeker.
In our preoccupation with being relevant, we’ve forgotten one thing. The Bible was never irrelevant.
For the time will come when men will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather around them a great number of teachers to say what their itching ears want to hear. They will turn their ears away from the truth and turn aside to myths. 2 Timothy 4: 3-4
This is short in hopes it will spur discussion. Carry on.
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