I just wanna be a sheep.
Ba Ba Ba Ba
I just wanna be a sheep.
Ba Ba Ba Ba
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
I just wanna be a sheep.
Ba Ba Ba Ba
I don't wanna be a goat.
Nope
I don't wanna be a goat
Nope
Do goats go to heaven?
Nope
I just wanna be a sheep.
Ba Ba Ba Ba
I don't wanna be a Pharisee.
I don't wanna be a Pharisee.
Cuz they're no fair, you see.
I just wanna be a sheep.
Ba Ba Ba Ba
I Don't wanna be a Sadducee.
I Don't wanna be a Sadducee.
Cuz they're so sad, you see?
I just wanna be a sheep.
Ba Ba Ba Ba
I just wanna be a sheep
Ba Ba Ba Ba
I just wanna be a sheep
Ba Ba Ba Ba
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
I just wanna be a sheep.
Ba Ba Ba Ba
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Thus Spake Yoda...
I Love Good Shepherd Sunday..."The Lord's my shepherd; I'll not want. He makes me down to lie
In pasture's green; he leadeth me the quiet waters by.
He leadeth me, he leadeth me the quiet waters by.
My soul he doth restore again, and me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness, e'en for his own name's sake;
Within the paths of righteousness, e'en for his own name's sake.
Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, yet will I fear no ill;
For thou art with me, and thy rod and staff me comfort still;
For thou art with me, and thy rod and staff me comfort still.
My table thou hast richly spread in presence of my foes;
My head thou dost with oil anoint, and my cup overflows.
My head thou dost with oil anoint, and my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life shall surely follow me,
And in God's house forevermore my dwelling place shall be;
And in God's house forevermore my dwelling place shall be."
I don't know...what do you think? We think the author was Yoda...
Friday, April 20, 2007
Thank Jesus...
It's a phrase I've been using a lot lately.
But the biggest reason is that last night I found out that my long-anticipated Passport (the one that took me up Mt. Everest and back down just to find out where it was, has been mailed and should be on my doorstep (well, my parent's doorstep) sometime early next week!
But in other news, last night was a blast! If I haven't told you I'm a worrier, and I get twice as stressed out as anyone else in most situations that warrant stress. As much as this is probably doing some kind of damage to my heart/blood pressure/etc, I LOVE IT. I relish stress sometimes. Usually not when its over schoolwork, but moreso when it is over fun stuff. One such example is last night. I found out at 3 that my friend wanted me to manage house for his show (he's directing a student production of Damn Yankees). Anyway, He asked me by sending me a text message that read: "If you do me a favor I can guarantee you a seat at every performance." I had told him I planned on coming to every one of his four performances. Little did I realize it was bleacher seating, but that's a another post. Anyway, I said FINE! and off I went to be a house manager. Now it was been so long since I worked house crew, and I have never managed before. Yet I think it went off rather well. There were a few hitches. I ran around like a chicken with its head cut off to make a sign like ten minutes before I hd to be to the hall, but that worked out wel. We PACKED them in (about 90 people where we shoudl only have had about 72, but that's okay as well because he was just excted that ANYBODY wanted to see his show. Over al, it went off without a hitch: the lights were unplugged for about five minutes at the begining of act 2, everyone complained of cramped quarters 9and thereby cramped knees, and I was a little disappointed that I had fucked up royally over the number of people (not entirely my fault, the run crew who were letting people into the hall were not heccking for their hand stamps which meant that about 15 people came in wihtout checking with me first and since I was keeping a tally of how many people we were letting in (my major responsibility as manager), I was still letting people in. All in all, it shoudl be resolved by today. The show was great, ecept for the tight quarters, and I'm so proud of him for all the work he put into this and so pleased that I could be a part of it.
I have to go to class now (life goes on).
Just a question: what the fuck do the lyrics: "Who's got the pain when they do the mambo?" mean? I had no idea and was thoroughly confused at the end of act 1.
Much love and happiness!
JCM
But the biggest reason is that last night I found out that my long-anticipated Passport (the one that took me up Mt. Everest and back down just to find out where it was, has been mailed and should be on my doorstep (well, my parent's doorstep) sometime early next week!
But in other news, last night was a blast! If I haven't told you I'm a worrier, and I get twice as stressed out as anyone else in most situations that warrant stress. As much as this is probably doing some kind of damage to my heart/blood pressure/etc, I LOVE IT. I relish stress sometimes. Usually not when its over schoolwork, but moreso when it is over fun stuff. One such example is last night. I found out at 3 that my friend wanted me to manage house for his show (he's directing a student production of Damn Yankees). Anyway, He asked me by sending me a text message that read: "If you do me a favor I can guarantee you a seat at every performance." I had told him I planned on coming to every one of his four performances. Little did I realize it was bleacher seating, but that's a another post. Anyway, I said FINE! and off I went to be a house manager. Now it was been so long since I worked house crew, and I have never managed before. Yet I think it went off rather well. There were a few hitches. I ran around like a chicken with its head cut off to make a sign like ten minutes before I hd to be to the hall, but that worked out wel. We PACKED them in (about 90 people where we shoudl only have had about 72, but that's okay as well because he was just excted that ANYBODY wanted to see his show. Over al, it went off without a hitch: the lights were unplugged for about five minutes at the begining of act 2, everyone complained of cramped quarters 9and thereby cramped knees, and I was a little disappointed that I had fucked up royally over the number of people (not entirely my fault, the run crew who were letting people into the hall were not heccking for their hand stamps which meant that about 15 people came in wihtout checking with me first and since I was keeping a tally of how many people we were letting in (my major responsibility as manager), I was still letting people in. All in all, it shoudl be resolved by today. The show was great, ecept for the tight quarters, and I'm so proud of him for all the work he put into this and so pleased that I could be a part of it.
I have to go to class now (life goes on).
Just a question: what the fuck do the lyrics: "Who's got the pain when they do the mambo?" mean? I had no idea and was thoroughly confused at the end of act 1.
Much love and happiness!
JCM
Monday, April 16, 2007
Since We Last Spoke...
...life has been very busy, and VERY stressful.
So, we were working on a benefit dinner for my campus ministry. It finally all paid off (literally) on Friday with our dinner. From plates alone we made about $5,000. That does include additional sponsorship opportunities (sponsor pizza for one of our meetings, sponsor a kid to go to the National Gathering, etc.). It ended up being a huge succes, went off with only a slight hitch (miss counting the number of meals needed, one toe few of the salmon...but it was just our chaplain, and he was schmoozing anyway). However, after spending 11 hours setting up, serving, and cleaning up, with the dinner only lasting about 2-2 1/12 of those hours, it was very stressful...kind of like when I was in the shows, weeks, months even, of rehearsals for a weekend worth of shows--8 hours tops. It's more stressful afterwards when you think back on the weeks you spent getting ready and realizing how little there actually is at the dinner...but this was our year of formation and it helped to get us off the ground.
So, my parents were hear for the weekend--for the dinner. I love my parents...but when we're together it is a little stressful. They came and spent a pretty penny at the dinner. That was good. We quarreled a little, that was bad. We made up and they took me to go grocery shopping, that was good. I didn't hear from them until I called them last night at 11:30 which threw me into a bit of a tizzy (I'm not sure if you realized that I am a worrier...but I am) and made me think about how we quarreled and hoped they were not shunning me. Turns out they were a little busy...but whatever. Everything is good now.
So, I am now trying to write another four papers, take another three quizzes, do two extra credit problems, and pack up one dorm room. All of this while remaining stressed because I am at the end of an era--really The End of the World as I Know It...but that's another blog entry.
So, I woke up this morning (reluctantly as always), went to read my e-mail (thank God I did) praying my Latin prof. was sick like he often is and cancelled our quiz and/or class today. What do I find but an e-mail that says class is indeed cancelled. I think it is a bad omen that Temple University delayed all classes. That is, all classes occurring before 1040 (only one of mine today) are cancelled because of the weather, but everything else is still on schedule, and classes resume at 1040 today. The last time they cancelled classes was a Friday about 3-4 weeks ago. Remember when we had that snow storm that was surprisingly bad...snow and sleet and rain and etc.? Well, they cancelled all classes after 240. It was a gesture more than anything else. I mean, we are a largely commuter campus, they cancelled all classes after 240 on a Friday...what is that, like 5 classes...maybe? Anyway, I still have two classes after the cancelled one (one at 1140, one at 1240). And I have to go in the wind, and the rain, and the gross-ness. Loverly.
So, my plan of action for the day is to go to class, suffer through it for the two hours I will be in class, make my way hastily back to my room, heat up some left over Wisconsin Cheese Soup (Beer Free-unfortunately), have lunch, take a nap, wake up sometime tomorrow. It should relieve some of the stress.
Have fun dancing and singing in the rain....
JCM
P.S. The bonus of this all: Spring Fling is tomorrow!!!!!! unfortunately, i can skip none of my classes this year for it. but if the weather keeps up, i probably wouldn't want to be outside all day anyway...
So, we were working on a benefit dinner for my campus ministry. It finally all paid off (literally) on Friday with our dinner. From plates alone we made about $5,000. That does include additional sponsorship opportunities (sponsor pizza for one of our meetings, sponsor a kid to go to the National Gathering, etc.). It ended up being a huge succes, went off with only a slight hitch (miss counting the number of meals needed, one toe few of the salmon...but it was just our chaplain, and he was schmoozing anyway). However, after spending 11 hours setting up, serving, and cleaning up, with the dinner only lasting about 2-2 1/12 of those hours, it was very stressful...kind of like when I was in the shows, weeks, months even, of rehearsals for a weekend worth of shows--8 hours tops. It's more stressful afterwards when you think back on the weeks you spent getting ready and realizing how little there actually is at the dinner...but this was our year of formation and it helped to get us off the ground.
So, my parents were hear for the weekend--for the dinner. I love my parents...but when we're together it is a little stressful. They came and spent a pretty penny at the dinner. That was good. We quarreled a little, that was bad. We made up and they took me to go grocery shopping, that was good. I didn't hear from them until I called them last night at 11:30 which threw me into a bit of a tizzy (I'm not sure if you realized that I am a worrier...but I am) and made me think about how we quarreled and hoped they were not shunning me. Turns out they were a little busy...but whatever. Everything is good now.
So, I am now trying to write another four papers, take another three quizzes, do two extra credit problems, and pack up one dorm room. All of this while remaining stressed because I am at the end of an era--really The End of the World as I Know It...but that's another blog entry.
So, I woke up this morning (reluctantly as always), went to read my e-mail (thank God I did) praying my Latin prof. was sick like he often is and cancelled our quiz and/or class today. What do I find but an e-mail that says class is indeed cancelled. I think it is a bad omen that Temple University delayed all classes. That is, all classes occurring before 1040 (only one of mine today) are cancelled because of the weather, but everything else is still on schedule, and classes resume at 1040 today. The last time they cancelled classes was a Friday about 3-4 weeks ago. Remember when we had that snow storm that was surprisingly bad...snow and sleet and rain and etc.? Well, they cancelled all classes after 240. It was a gesture more than anything else. I mean, we are a largely commuter campus, they cancelled all classes after 240 on a Friday...what is that, like 5 classes...maybe? Anyway, I still have two classes after the cancelled one (one at 1140, one at 1240). And I have to go in the wind, and the rain, and the gross-ness. Loverly.
So, my plan of action for the day is to go to class, suffer through it for the two hours I will be in class, make my way hastily back to my room, heat up some left over Wisconsin Cheese Soup (Beer Free-unfortunately), have lunch, take a nap, wake up sometime tomorrow. It should relieve some of the stress.
Have fun dancing and singing in the rain....
JCM
P.S. The bonus of this all: Spring Fling is tomorrow!!!!!! unfortunately, i can skip none of my classes this year for it. but if the weather keeps up, i probably wouldn't want to be outside all day anyway...
Monday, April 09, 2007
Oi!
This has been a week both full and busy, both stressful and invigorating. I was totally revivified with Holy Week servies. I was also busy cooking a ten pound ham for my friends and I. Now I have to tell you that I love cooking, and the ham went off without a hitch. However, there were only three of us guaranteed for dinner (with a possibility of 20--you know how college is). However, I still probably have about 4 pounds of ham sitting in my fridge after sending out left-overs and not including the bone and other scraps which I will use for soup later this week (probably a variant of my mom's Wisconsin Cheese Soup). But then I had technical issues with my toilet (for reasons we're still not sure of) and my computer (which still baffles me).
Hope everything was well with y'all and that things will keep coming your way...
JCM
Hope everything was well with y'all and that things will keep coming your way...
JCM
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Watch It...
Watch It. It's good, it's entertaining, and it's quite inspired...(and inspiring)...
And it's particularly poignant this time of year...
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Look Back
I compose two reflections over the weekend and held one of them for later use (namely today)...but when I restored the draft I realized that it posted to the date it was created...anyway, please note that there is a new post for the 31 of March...forgive the few glitches that there are with formatting but there was a rather long and drawn out issue with this post that led me to just post "as is." Thanks for understanding!
JCM
JCM
An Interesting Question...
So...just a head's up...for the next little while I'm probably going to be kinda religious--it's just that time of year...
Anyway, an interesting question was posed me yesterday by a close friend..."how often do you spend with your Bible?" "Not nearly enough," I replied. "Well, isn't that the general answer...but specifically." "Um....I'm not sure...I wish it were daily but it's more like 3-4 times a week." "Yeah."
Then we got started talking about a Bible you can call yours. And I'm not sure I've ever had one. I mean, there are several Bibles I have received in my life that mean a lot to me and they are my Bible(s). And, there is one in particular that I have been marking up (with post-its) lately. But, I have never had a Bible (as two of my friends have) that is marked up, used, or (in one case) taped together with duct tape.
And it got me thinking (still) that I think I need one. I mean, especially since my recent religious renewal. Hmmmm...it's something I should look into. Especially considering I'll be spend a full year abroad next year and will probably not get to Church nearly as oft as I would like.
Many blessings for this holy week (to both my Christian and Jewish friends out there).
JCM
Anyway, an interesting question was posed me yesterday by a close friend..."how often do you spend with your Bible?" "Not nearly enough," I replied. "Well, isn't that the general answer...but specifically." "Um....I'm not sure...I wish it were daily but it's more like 3-4 times a week." "Yeah."
Then we got started talking about a Bible you can call yours. And I'm not sure I've ever had one. I mean, there are several Bibles I have received in my life that mean a lot to me and they are my Bible(s). And, there is one in particular that I have been marking up (with post-its) lately. But, I have never had a Bible (as two of my friends have) that is marked up, used, or (in one case) taped together with duct tape.
And it got me thinking (still) that I think I need one. I mean, especially since my recent religious renewal. Hmmmm...it's something I should look into. Especially considering I'll be spend a full year abroad next year and will probably not get to Church nearly as oft as I would like.
Many blessings for this holy week (to both my Christian and Jewish friends out there).
JCM
Monday, April 02, 2007
DIfficulty Concentrating...
So usually I try to do a whole somber, contemplative, meditative, reflective, quiet Holy Week-y thing. And I dress modestly, read my Bible more than usual...you know, the whole nine yards...
But, there is just something about the Monday in Holy Week being sunny, in the seventies, that makes it very hard for me to concentrate on my reflection and meditation. It is just hard to remember that it is still Lent and not Easter yet when the weather is so beautiful!
Blessings and concentration (regardless of the weather) for you this Holy Week...
JCM
But, there is just something about the Monday in Holy Week being sunny, in the seventies, that makes it very hard for me to concentrate on my reflection and meditation. It is just hard to remember that it is still Lent and not Easter yet when the weather is so beautiful!
Blessings and concentration (regardless of the weather) for you this Holy Week...
JCM
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