Sunday, May 3, 2009

Time tooooo Sayyyy Gooooodbyeeee

Not only a Sarah Brightman song :)

I've been thinkin lately. Weird. I know. Actually, this has been a thought that started as I was leaving Lubbock and continues still... did that make sense? How would I know? it's 1:30 in the morning. Thus the title of the blog.

What was I saying? oh, right... my thought... do you want to know what it is? Well, ok since you asked so nicely; I'll tell you. My thought has been that we are trained to say goodbye. Almost from the moment we're born. Know what I mean?

Time out for a sec. I feel as though I should warn you. I'm kinda a hippie. A card carryin liberal! Well, liberal by ChurchaChrist standards. Anyway... if at any given moment, the flower power gets to be too much... feel free to stop reading and mock me silently...

I said silently!

Now then, back to my thought of saying goodbye. Your parents send you off to Kindergarten.. you say goodbye. Then you leave elementary school and go to middle school... then you go to high school... then you graduate and go to AIM, or college or get a job or whatever... And you eventually have to say goodbye to suite mates, classmates, coworkers or the like.

Next thing you know, you're almost 23, getting ready to move to a state you've never visited except for the airport...and freaking out about where your life has gone and having to say goodbye... again.

I was also thinking that there will come a time where no one has to say goodbye ever again. Heaven! I long for that day. I can't wait for the time to come where I never have to say goodbye again. I get to see my grandparents. I get to be with my Heavenly father.

Until I leave this earth I'm going to tell everyone I meet about Jesus so that they don't have to say goodbye anymore. And so I never have to say goodbye to them.

Sorry for the jumbled, moderately existential feeling of this... but it's just a catharsis on paper

Music Sonnet by an extremely talented 14 year old

Ok So I stayed with some friends in Arlington, TX for the week and their youngest son, Daniel is 14 years old. He asked me to help him with his Shakespearean Sonnet. It had to be in iambic pentameter and had to have 3 quatrains and a couplet. He wrote it about music. I really didn't have anything to do with it. I just helped him organize some thoughts. :) He's a genius, I assure you.. and one of my favorite people on the planet. Ok here it is. The sonnet about music written by: Daniel Norwood

The notes they swiftly flow across the page.
They decrescendo even as they're played.
The singers' voices echo from the stage.
More beautiful a sound cannot be made.

The sounds they blend with every player's slur.
The accents can be heard above the rest.
Each player's hands move fast into a blur.
They practice hard to be among the best.

The key can change to bring new flats and sharps.
Fermatas held to bring such great suspense.
Legato sounds flow gracefully from harps
From which a sad melodic tune laments.

No greater love than this is seen or heard
Than music played inspired from God's Word.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Old Speech

I've been going through some of my stuff as I prepare to move out of my California house (for the second time) and I found a speech I had to give in English when I was a sophomore in High School. First of all, it made me remember how much I love writing... and second of all, it made me realize that my teacher was stinkin' amazing. Our teacher had us pick a topic. At the moment, there was drama going on at school because there were a bunch of students trying to ditch class to protest the war... It was pretty dumb, in my opinion. BUT my teacher, Mrs. Garner...being the genius she is, and wanting me to grow... made me write a persuasive speech in the OPPOSITE mood of how I felt about the protest. And, seeing as how I thought the protest was dumb... I had to write a persuasive speech in support of protest in schools.


Enough babbling. Here's the speech. Laugh if you must. But I got an "A"

"Imagine the fear of war. Imagine you are an average high school student about to turn 18. In many ways, you are still a child; but in the eyes of the law, you are a man. You are drafted into military service. This has happened to many young men throughout U.S. history. Many young men lost their lives in the wars the U.S. has fought during its 200+ years of history. Countless young lives have been lost almost before they really began. Wars are started and wars are ended. Peace occurs for a time only to be threatened again by another war. Yet, the constant thread through the fabric if time is the loss of young, tender lives. Lives like my brother's lives like my cousin's, and others. It is for this reason that I believe protest should be allowed in schools. It is our lives that are on the line.

The first reason that protest should be allowed in school is that students' attention and focus are united for a common good. Instead of worrying about the latest hairstyle, or the latest fashion, students join together for a cause greater than themselves: That of the preservation of human life. What better reason could there be to fight for then the sacred belief that life itself is precious?

The second reason protest should be allowed in schools is that it promotes the idea of free speech. Students have been taught from Kindergarten on that our great country was founded on free speech, as indeed it was. Throughout the history of the U.S. many brave, Americans have used words instead of swords to fight for what they believe in. People such as Patrick Henry, Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King, and Rosa Parks have made known their beliefs through free speech. It is this very vehicle that students use when they use peaceful protest as a means to make their convictions known. Young people, contrary to popular belief, are not simply 'oversexed airheads' whose idea of worry is when the next party is. Today's generation are thinking young adults concerned about the world and all its people. Young people CAN make a difference and through protest they should. Thank you"

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

So you know those random Middle of the night thoughts that won't leave your head?

Got em!
And hopefully will be filling up pages and pages of moderately wise thoughts... But they won't come from me.. I've found that the random middle of the night thoughts that come out on paper... are from God... I think that's the only time He can get me to slow down long enough to listen to what He has to say :)

I had a whole bunch to say... and was all revved up to post... but I had to set up this blog and my little ADD brain got side tracked and now I can't remember what I was going to write. RAYOS! Well, I'm positive that I'll have something a little later on... otherwise, why would I have created this blog?