Thoughts on being lazy...

First off I'm sorry I haven't posted in awhile. I've sort of been on a writer's block, but more just being lazy. Anyways, I decided I wasn't all to interested in finishing off my Boundary Waters journal. Feel free to still send questions or comments to me, and I'll do my best to answer your requests.

Anyways, on to the topic at hand: Laziness

I'm not here to condemn laziness (although it isn't a good thing either), because just like everyone else I am quite lazy at times. Instead I'm here to talk about the two types of laziness I have defined over this past summer.

"To each his own" is a common enough phrase that applies to nearly everything, as well as laziness. There is only one way to define the different versions of laziness, by defining what's active in the action of being lazy.

The Action: We'll give a man a board and a saw. His task is to make two boards and to connect them. He may also use whatever other materials he can find.

1). The man is "Type A" lazy.
The man first saws the board in two. He then looks around for glue (because he wants an easy solution to his problem), and glues the two boards back together.

2). The man is "Type B" lazy.
The man first saws the board in two. He then cuts intricate groves into the two boards, and pushes them together. (He doesn't like having to move from his spot and have to find other materials)

There it is folks. Although come to think of it there are two other types.

3). The man is "Type C" lazy.
The man looks at his colleagues projects, and asks,"What's the point? They just put the board back together anyways." (Thus using his mind due to his unwillingness to do physical labor)

4). The man is "Type D" lazy.
The man looks at the board, and doesn't do anything. (He refuses to do physical labor, AND he refuses to put his mind to work finding an alibi)

Sincerely,
~That one Dude

Boundary Waters Trip!!!

Okay people I'm back! Now that I've lost most of my audience. I'll have to see if I can get you guys to read again.

So yes, my Boundary Waters trip. First off I'm changing peoples names because well this is the internet. Not to mention I'd probably get shot by a couple members of the group if I mentioned who they were.

So, for the next week or so I'll post one day from my journal every day. Of course things will be edited out for privacy sake, but I'll keep it as true to my words as possible.

I'll apologize now for the lack of interesting material/detail in some of these posts. I refuse to add any material to my journal though. So if you have any questions feel free to drop a comment, and I'll be more specific.


~Friday the 8th~

To start off, we hung out at Piper's house for a few hours. It felt like forever though. We finally got started, and got as far as Walmart. Chad & Will bought silk boxers. Chad also bought an airsoft gun. The 3 youngest guys bought snacks as well. Then we were off. Will, Chad, and I all in the back with seat belts off. The three of us rotating to the floor.

-Victor's Uncle's Cabin
It was a nice little cabin with an outhouse on the left, and had plenty of sleeping room. We played airsoft for a few hours while watching bits of the opening Olympic ceremonies along with a Vikings game. After we were tired a little, we ate some Ramen and packed our gear. Then Piper and Will went streaking.


Sincerely,
~That one Dude

Thoughts on missing someone...

Today I was browsing a bunch of my Facebok applications. I wandered over to Bumperstickers, and I found that a lot of them had to do with missing someone close to you.

I think most of these weren't thought out enough though. The stickers say you miss a person the most when you're doing an activity that you would normally do with them.

Although the above is true, I believe the times you miss someone the most is when you're actually with them, and you realize that they are going away for a long time.

I have had my share of good byes in the past, and will presently as well. I just had some friends go to the National Fine Arts Festival. I don't miss them that much right now. I do feel bored or lonely on occasion, but the most difficult time was when I had to say 'Good Bye'.

Anyways that's just a random post for you guys. It's not as deep as it usually is. I'm still sorting out a lot of my deep thoughts from camp.

Sincerely,
~That one Dude

I'm back! I started reading "Wild at Heart", and I just had some thoughts on it...

"Adventure requires something of us, puts us to the test. Though we may fear the test, at the same time we yearn to be tested, to discover we have what it takes."
-John Eldredge (Wild at Heart)

I've found that this passage pretty much describes my relationship with God.

The best example of this would be when there is an alter call. Those of my readers who are Christian will probably know what I'm talking about. For those of my readers who aren't Christian, or have never had an alter call I'll explain quickly.

The alter call comes at the end of the service just after the pastor has finished preaching. It wraps up the service, and allows for people to respond to the message (apply their new found knowledge). If the pastor was preaching about how there is sin in our life he may ask all the non-Christians to come up and receive Christ and his forgiveness for them. Then people come up to the alter (bench to kneel at in front of the stage). There they are prayed for.

Anyways, that's what an alter call is. Back to my story.

At camp there was an alter call ever night for different things. The first and last night had the same alter call. He asked for those who hadn't received Christ's forgiveness to come up. The second and third nights were a little different though.

On Tuesday night (the second night) I didn't really feel like the message was ment for me, but I listened anyways. He preached so well, and I could feel the presence of God so much that I wish the message did apply to me more so I could respond to the alter call.

*****FYI: The message was for those students who had had a rough life, and just felt rejected by the world and other such things.*****

God works in interesting ways though. When the alter call came I was sitting down with my eyes closed (they have you do that so other people find it easier to come up), and I was listening to see what he would ask. It hit my like a Tidal wave, "First I want anyone who is suicidal to come up, anyone who has ever attempted suicide, anyone who has even thought of attempting suicide to come up." I can still feel the intensity of those words as I type them know. Anyways I found myself walking to the front, one of very few guys in a sea of females who had responded. Then the shock phase left me, and I was overwhelmed by his presence. If you ever want to see me cry, the alter is practically the only place you will ever see it.

*****Quick side note for you who thought,"He's suicidal?!". I'm not now, but depression runs in my family pretty deeply, and about twice a year I hit an extreme low. You don't have to worry about it though (although I do appreciate your concern). I realize how many people would be thrown into depression if I ever did commit suicide. I care about you guys more than myself, and can't stand you guys getting hurt, therefore it will never happen.*****

Back on topic once again. I'm always scared that an alter call like that will come, and from time to time it does. When I respond though it's some of the most amazing experiences I've had with God. If I don't respond, I end up feeling like crud for not passing the 'test'.

I hope you guys see how this relates to the quote at the beginning of this entry. I also encourage you guys to take the challenges in your relationships, whether with God or not. The challenges and trial are what makes us strong.

To finish off I'll give you a quote you should recognize (although I have no clue who coined the phrase): Anything that doesn't kill you, WILL make you stronger.