Friday, May 09, 2003

Well, the stress is gone. i finished with a 4.0, a personal best. Certainly an improvement over the .2 I scored in my former existence as an anti-student. Now I just pray that I don't find myself looking over my transcript at 40-something realizing that I ddn't get credit for making the VP's Honor Role (ie Dean's List), and bugging the sophomore in the registrar's office to have it retroactively credited (Brian, if your reading...I thought you'd appreciate that.)

One last thing, I wanted to say congratulations to Brian and Amy Seay on the birth of their son Nathaniel. I've said it several times, but you can never be reminded of the blessing too much. I hope ya'll get some sleep soon.


Thursday, May 08, 2003

Ah, the suffering of finals week! Unlike many, I finished my finals on Monday, but now the wait. I believe I have either a 4.0 or a 3.8. I would be suprised to get anything lower, but hereinlies my suffering. If i make a 3.8, it will be because my teacher doesn't round up. I have a 90.74 in my introduction to Philosophy class, and at my school a 91 is required for an A. How bad it will suck if I miss my first ever 4.0 by a lowsy 26 hudredths of a point. I guess it is my own fault, i should have made an 88 on my final instead of an 87.

That said, welcome summer! I have a wonderful summer of reading planned. Books for the summer:

The Contemplative Pastor by Eugene H. Peterson

A Theology for the Social Gospel by Walter Rauschenbusch (I have a 1917 edition I just purchased through

The Shape of Practical Theology: Empowering Ministry with Theological Praxis by Ray S. Anderson

And Aqua Church By Leonard Sweet.

That should be a good enough start.

Monday, May 05, 2003

I'm supposed to be studying for tomorrows finals, but i just finished reading a blog from my friend Sabrina (see my link bar). She has a powerful blog today. Highly recommend if you are interested in the social injustices of America in the second world war. I have seen the dressed up version of the camps at a museum in a small town in Utah, and all I can rea say is..."they were shelter." More like plywood boxes in the middle of the west desert. Nice and hot when it reaches 110+ outside. nice and cold during the winter snows. Three cheers for the American Dream!