His 40th birthday, that is. Here's the obligatory pictures of:
The confetti. Lots of confetti.
Here's to the next 40, Stubaby. I want to be you when I grow up.
Those Presbyterians must be draggin' me down--I'm pretty sure I went to a "Campbellite" Christian College...
In our last episode, dear readers, we left our intrepid band stranded in Mexico. To make a long story short, they got to their worksites just fine every day, using the Mexican bus line they had originally hired for that purpose.
However, they still had to get back across the border, and the tour bus they came in wasn't about to re-enter Mexico (said bus having been reclaimed on Wednesday, and yes, a fine was paid). So we arranged for a fourth bus company, Mexicoach, to take the group from camp back across the border. They met at Carl's Jr and (happy chance) I was there at the same time, taking a different group in. But that's another story. So, here's a pic of the Mexicoach handing passengers off to the tour bus. Ron, the driver of the U.S. bus, is in the blue shirt near the front of the bus—a bit frustrated by the events, of course, but a patient and understanding fellow, a class act.
Astute readers may question why there's a police car with its lights on in the foreground...I have no comment.
If they do it again, they'll probably use Mexicoach to transfer people at the border in both directions.
We don't install plumbing or electricity in the houses we build. The only problem with that approach is that, once in a while, the house recipients will decide to beat us to the punch. This homeowner decided to install a toilet and shower drain before we laid the foundation.
This is a hammer. Its name is Roberta. Its owner's name is Tiffany. Hammer, Tiffany, hammer! Don't scratch that paint!
This rare species of van is usually found in large groups, exhibiting mutually-beneficial social behaviors such as the "queue" when resources become scarce. Leadership is well-defined by skin color, with the larger, darker males taking precedence in directing the periodic migrations of the herd.
Note the coordinated display of bright red markings, signifying the vans' acquiescence to the dominant leader, as he signals the end of the day's journey.
These vans are quite docile under normal circumstances. Once separated from the safety of the other vans, however, the Plaustrum Exsputuminum (or "spitting van") quickly becomes agitated. The front, side, and rear doors are puffed out to make the beast appear larger and more threatening, although they are already impressive at nearly 5 tons. In some cases, the hood is also extended. Often, the animal will explosively eject its contents at an attacker, as you can see in this second photograph:
If you see a van with its doors or hood open, DO NOT APPROACH IT. Adult vans can accurately spray their luggage onto an attacker over 15 feet away. In addition, the frightened van may close its doors onto an unsuspecting victim's exposed hand, leg, or head. If you encounter a van in the wild, you should:
March/April and June through August are the best times to observe these gentle giants, as they head south, seeking campgrounds throughout northern Mexico.
Knowing our government, it'll actually be the end of 2009, but still... this is going to cut down our business something fierce.
Howard and Victoria, both excellent chefs, hosted a sushi night at their home in Imperial Beach in honor of Tracy, a field staff member at Amor who is moving on. Here's a big, ugly stitched view from their balcony:
We made a ton of sushi, more than we could eat. Here are some of the creations. I'm sure Ryan is green with envy since he's not in town.
Bye Tracy. Come back real soon.
From Rick Warren:
Another word for heart is passion. There are certain subjects that you feel deeply passionate about and others that you couldn’t care less about. Some experiences turn you on and capture your attention, while others turn you off or bore you to tears. These reveal the nature of your heart.
When you were growing up you may have discovered that you were intensely interested in some subjects that no one else in your family cared about. Where did those interests come from? They came from God!
God had a purpose in giving you these inborn interests. Your emotional heartbeat is the second key to understanding your shape for service. Don’t ignore your interests. Consider how they might be used for God’s glory. There is a reason that you love to do these things.
Repeatedly, the Bible says to "serve the Lord with all your heart." God wants you to serve him passionately, not dutifully. People rarely excel at tasks they don't enjoy doing or feel passionate about. God wants you to use your natural interests to serve him and others.
The worst thing about such a "passion-dependent" theology of ministry is that, when you do encounter difficulty, you're going to excuse yourself by saying, "oh, well, that's not my passion," as if we lived in a consumer-driven ministry-market.
When the revolution comes and you're in front of the firing squad, will you comfort those around you? Minister to your enemies? Preach to them? Seek to overcome injustice? Or is that not your passion?
are sent by the Lord to pass by the homeless woman being attacked on the street, will you intercede on her behalf? Physically? Spend time, money, and energy getting her medical attention? Find her a job? Or is that not your passion?
Even if God knows "your purpose" before you were born, you don't. Don't pretend you do.
"...remember all the commandments of the LORD, so as to do them and not follow after your own heart and your own eyes, after which you played the harlot, so that you may remember to do all My commandments and be holy to your God." Num 15:39-40
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