Wow, I didn't even realize that I haven't blogged since May. Well, I shall remedy that now. It may be hard to account for everything that has passed in the last couple of months, but I shall try to start from where I left off. :)
I applied for work, I believe that is the starting point. And thanks be to God, who gives us all that is needful, that I obtained employment at a medical clinic in town. I actually applied through a member of the church here, thinking that the likelihood of my being hired was slim. My work isn't quite one to one with what I did in clinical, but I have obtained a large range of experiences that include much of the paperwork side of things, as well as dealing with patients who aren't in emergency, hospital, or long term care settings. I started on the switch board, just putting calls to the caller's desired location. It was a great way of learning who was who with all of my co-workers. From there I learned to sort faxes, attach documents to patients' charts, and then I worked for, and have continued to work for, a range of doctors, filling in for, or helping out, the regular nurses/assistants that work for them. Lots of weights, heights, calls, messages, requisitions, patients in, patients out, results, medications, tests, bookings with the old, the young, and the pregnant. So that is my work in a nutshell. :) And my experience as also shown me that there are a lot of nice doctors in the world, at least if you consider that the clinic I work for has over 40 of them, and I haven't met a mean one yet, not that I've worked with them all...
I've been spending a fair deal of time with the H's as they prepared to, and eventually moved from the house they have been renting for the last few years. Lots of cleaning, packing, planting, and prep work. Which leads to the more note worthy news of my courtship with Mitchell H. No, this wasn't my motive for helping out, but it certainly didn't hurt anything. :) So that is new as of nearly two weeks ago, although it feels like it has been longer as time appears to have wings.
Other news, Dor and Jord just returned last night from a camping trip...and all the kids are still alive, a sign of a successful adventure. Not sure if Dor will live through all of the aftermath, but she is a trooper.
I've truly enjoyed the fellowship of the church here this summer, and feel very blessed in having the opportunity of getting to know everyone better.
Well after such a general post is another summer update really needed? We shall see. :)
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
The trip out to the camp we were staying at was almost as much of a challenge as finding it. Lets just say that after two days of driving, somewhere around 15 hours in total, both Levi and Natie had had their fill. Their cups were overflowing.....with tears. And no tears in their state could come free from whines. They howled, and as Dor tried to stay focused upon staying on the twisted string of a road, I tried to con Natie into at least a temporary silence so that we could both focus on not missing our turn. I was unsuccessful, but we thankfully didn't miss our turn, and were flagged down by Calvin, who was waiting for us at the end of the drive. I could have kissed the ground when I got out, but the smidge of better sense that I possess restrained me.
Now to the more condensed account.
Manda and her kids were able to come out that afternoon/evening (Josh was also able to join us more towards the evening), and even provided us with food. :D All of the cousins were drawn automatically to the course gravel drive and busied themselves with making roads, piles, and just playing with the dirt in general. This was the boy's number one occupation the entire stay, followed by their natural propensity to wrestle, ie dog pile each other. The girls alternately busied themselves between war and peace. Most of them (Natie, Addie, Lydia, and Geneva and Emmie somewhat) are at a territorial age when it comes to dolls, and doll equipment. The camp owner also keeps two horses, so the girls picked handfuls of grass to feed them. The next day I presented the kids with bubbles and a number of blowers. That kept some of them busy all day.
The last day of M and B's stay we all went into town and spent the afternoon bowling. The kids loved it, and what adult can complain when they're playing in a bumper lane. Manda took hoards of pictures, so hopefully some of those turned out.
Then we went to a very pretty park were we ate an early dinner and the kids played on the sets, and where Calvin fell in the river. He was retrieved, all was well. :)
Tam, Dor, her kids, and I returned to the camp for one more evening. Manda came out again and after lunch we all headed to the local dollar store to pick up traveling bribes...er amusements for Nat and Amos. Then we were off to Spokane, where Tam was to fly out from on Tuesday.
After Tuesday, and Tam's departure, Dor and I were headed back to Edmonton. We again took the trip in two days. For the most part it was uneventful, as we didn't lose our way anywhere, but a portion of narrow road was not the most friendly with its blowing snow. We made it back to Edmonton late in the afternoon, and began the process of unpacking.
Now I'm attempting to obtain a summer position as a nursing assistant here in Edmonton. And if the Lord wills that I do obtain one, my summer will be set out for me.
TTFN,
Jode
PS I shall attempt to post a couple of Dor's pictures of our trip in the near future.
Now to the more condensed account.
Manda and her kids were able to come out that afternoon/evening (Josh was also able to join us more towards the evening), and even provided us with food. :D All of the cousins were drawn automatically to the course gravel drive and busied themselves with making roads, piles, and just playing with the dirt in general. This was the boy's number one occupation the entire stay, followed by their natural propensity to wrestle, ie dog pile each other. The girls alternately busied themselves between war and peace. Most of them (Natie, Addie, Lydia, and Geneva and Emmie somewhat) are at a territorial age when it comes to dolls, and doll equipment. The camp owner also keeps two horses, so the girls picked handfuls of grass to feed them. The next day I presented the kids with bubbles and a number of blowers. That kept some of them busy all day.
The last day of M and B's stay we all went into town and spent the afternoon bowling. The kids loved it, and what adult can complain when they're playing in a bumper lane. Manda took hoards of pictures, so hopefully some of those turned out.
Then we went to a very pretty park were we ate an early dinner and the kids played on the sets, and where Calvin fell in the river. He was retrieved, all was well. :)
Tam, Dor, her kids, and I returned to the camp for one more evening. Manda came out again and after lunch we all headed to the local dollar store to pick up traveling bribes...er amusements for Nat and Amos. Then we were off to Spokane, where Tam was to fly out from on Tuesday.
After Tuesday, and Tam's departure, Dor and I were headed back to Edmonton. We again took the trip in two days. For the most part it was uneventful, as we didn't lose our way anywhere, but a portion of narrow road was not the most friendly with its blowing snow. We made it back to Edmonton late in the afternoon, and began the process of unpacking.
Now I'm attempting to obtain a summer position as a nursing assistant here in Edmonton. And if the Lord wills that I do obtain one, my summer will be set out for me.
TTFN,
Jode
PS I shall attempt to post a couple of Dor's pictures of our trip in the near future.
Friday, May 15, 2009
The trip to Idaho was by no means a short one, but it was nice to be able to take a road we've never traveled. We did have some minor hang ups in Calgary, as we missed our turn, but we completely blame it on inadequate road signs...which in my experience is a common problem. But yes, that takes care of all of the self-inadequacy issues that would otherwise croup up. :D Yes, I can read a map..no I cannot read what is not written there. I find it kinda of funny how the driver is typically the one with the best idea of where they are (cuz hey, they are the one paying attention!) yet they are also the least able to look at the map when needed. Thus the one who was not paying such keen attention is brought back to reality to see if they can locate some kinda of make due turn to get them back to good... when in truth they are not entirely sure where they even are. A somewhat daunting task. :) I consoled myself with the fact that we were able to experience more of the city instead of letting the opportunity pass us by. From Calgary it was smooth sailing. We went through mountains, and mountains, and more mountains, and saw wildlife, and wildlife, and more wildlife, and made it all the way to Cranbrook in one day. That actually isn't saying much considering that google maps said that we should have been there hours ago.
But what we the kids doing all of this time? Well, one of my sides got a nice work out, as I reached back to appease Nattie with pretty much whatever I could get my hands on that would interest her. Amos was pretty satisfied with his books and trucks for most of the distance, and really only required reaching help. Levi periodically took naps, cried, was fed, played with, and changed in the ridged, systematic fashion that most destination travelers try to take. By a destination traveler I mean those who travel for the end, not for the sake of the journey. On a couple occasions we tried to momentarily divert/exhaust the kids by letting them out to run around. But 2 minutes outside in the gusty mountain air was about as much as this wimp could take. We also tried to do this for meals, but those or us with long hair tended to spend the meal eating hair with our food.
The next day we made it to the US of A, and had to adjust to speaking of states instead of provinces, and driving in MPH instead of KPH, and spending green cash instead of, well you know, colored money.
Driving through ID was quite pleasant, and I for one was glad to get out of the chilly mountains. Beautiful farm land. We were surprised when we looked down from the road on the giant bluffs to Lewiston below, no one had informed us of it's beauty, with it's huge lumpy hills and winding rivers. Nor did anyone inform us of how big it was, or how many dead-ends and one-ways it has..this would have been useful information. :D Needless to say, we had a very inferior map, and neither Dor or I knew where our turn was this time. We ended up in a graveyard. Who knew gas stations were so hard to find, if they had even carried local maps. We put our brains together, which didn't amount to much. Hey, I would like to see you try, whoever you are that would laugh at our plight. We were lost with three children who equated slow speeds and lostness with crying and screaming. It was like being on reality TV...fear factor. We obviously found our way out or I would not be writing this account, I would be trying to figure out how to create a fire using a granite headstone and a stick.
To be continued again
But what we the kids doing all of this time? Well, one of my sides got a nice work out, as I reached back to appease Nattie with pretty much whatever I could get my hands on that would interest her. Amos was pretty satisfied with his books and trucks for most of the distance, and really only required reaching help. Levi periodically took naps, cried, was fed, played with, and changed in the ridged, systematic fashion that most destination travelers try to take. By a destination traveler I mean those who travel for the end, not for the sake of the journey. On a couple occasions we tried to momentarily divert/exhaust the kids by letting them out to run around. But 2 minutes outside in the gusty mountain air was about as much as this wimp could take. We also tried to do this for meals, but those or us with long hair tended to spend the meal eating hair with our food.
The next day we made it to the US of A, and had to adjust to speaking of states instead of provinces, and driving in MPH instead of KPH, and spending green cash instead of, well you know, colored money.
Driving through ID was quite pleasant, and I for one was glad to get out of the chilly mountains. Beautiful farm land. We were surprised when we looked down from the road on the giant bluffs to Lewiston below, no one had informed us of it's beauty, with it's huge lumpy hills and winding rivers. Nor did anyone inform us of how big it was, or how many dead-ends and one-ways it has..this would have been useful information. :D Needless to say, we had a very inferior map, and neither Dor or I knew where our turn was this time. We ended up in a graveyard. Who knew gas stations were so hard to find, if they had even carried local maps. We put our brains together, which didn't amount to much. Hey, I would like to see you try, whoever you are that would laugh at our plight. We were lost with three children who equated slow speeds and lostness with crying and screaming. It was like being on reality TV...fear factor. We obviously found our way out or I would not be writing this account, I would be trying to figure out how to create a fire using a granite headstone and a stick.
To be continued again
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Hey ho. I'm sure that I have much to post about, and thus I sit down to do so. I am currently writing to my blog from Edmonton..where I sit, but how did I get here? As of the beginning of this year Mark and B had been working to hatch plots involving a trip down to Idaho to visit with Manda. I tried to tune this out as much as possible at the time to avoid disappointment in the case that they were to travel while I was yet in school. At the same time Shawn and Tam were still in Washington, and so the hope was that they would be able to remain there till after Mark and B took the trip---the more the merrier you know. :) It at one point looked like Jord and Dor might even be able to make it down. Thus making it at least four of us girls present, so I held my breath for my finals to be over.
It just so happened that Mark would able to wrap everything up that he needed to four days after my last final, so it looked promising. At the same time, however, Shawn had been unable to extend their stay in WA, and Jord's plans had also been foiled. The day after my last final I found out from Tam, who had just driven all the way to MI, that she was willing to fly back to ID, if we girls were all going to be there. So we called Dor to see if there was any way she would be able to make it, but traveling alone with three little kidlets is a daunting task for any superhero..and Dor was sane enough to know it. :) Three days before take off, and two days after finals, it had been decided that I would take a bus to Edmonton the day before Mark and B were scheduled to leave in order to assist Dorry.
I took the night bus on Monday, which enabled me to be here at a little after 8:00 am. We had to wait a little while for Levi's birth certificate to come in, but all is well that ends well, we departed around noon. Ok, this is off topic, but is all well that ends well? I think not, as it seems to be the same as saying the end justifies the means. But regardless of that, we were headed to ID.
To be continued
It just so happened that Mark would able to wrap everything up that he needed to four days after my last final, so it looked promising. At the same time, however, Shawn had been unable to extend their stay in WA, and Jord's plans had also been foiled. The day after my last final I found out from Tam, who had just driven all the way to MI, that she was willing to fly back to ID, if we girls were all going to be there. So we called Dor to see if there was any way she would be able to make it, but traveling alone with three little kidlets is a daunting task for any superhero..and Dor was sane enough to know it. :) Three days before take off, and two days after finals, it had been decided that I would take a bus to Edmonton the day before Mark and B were scheduled to leave in order to assist Dorry.
I took the night bus on Monday, which enabled me to be here at a little after 8:00 am. We had to wait a little while for Levi's birth certificate to come in, but all is well that ends well, we departed around noon. Ok, this is off topic, but is all well that ends well? I think not, as it seems to be the same as saying the end justifies the means. But regardless of that, we were headed to ID.
To be continued
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Hello, hello,
I had a wonderful Lord's day, which has been further cheered by the fact that I don't have school tomorrow, that I only have two days of classes left, and that by the end of this week I shall only have two finals remaining. One year down, three more to go. However, telling you about school wasn't my intention for blogging, I wanted to post a link to this audio of Richard Ganz on Self-esteem. I've been here and there listening to his book Psychobabble: The Failure of Modern Psychology & The Biblical Alternative. It had been helpful, as well as interesting, after going through another psychology course, sometimes it's hard to know what to do with all of the babble. :)
I had a wonderful Lord's day, which has been further cheered by the fact that I don't have school tomorrow, that I only have two days of classes left, and that by the end of this week I shall only have two finals remaining. One year down, three more to go. However, telling you about school wasn't my intention for blogging, I wanted to post a link to this audio of Richard Ganz on Self-esteem. I've been here and there listening to his book Psychobabble: The Failure of Modern Psychology & The Biblical Alternative. It had been helpful, as well as interesting, after going through another psychology course, sometimes it's hard to know what to do with all of the babble. :)
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
In case anyone missed it we had a new family member join us yeterday dark and early. :) So that makes another cute little nephew for me, and I can't wait to get my hands on more photos. Here are the details:
"The world has another sinner. At least he's a cute one! Levi Durham Dohms joined the burgeoning Dohms clan at 2 am on Saturday morning, the 24th. The labour went very smoothly and was just about the perfect duration between frantic and prolonged. He came in at 9 lb 5 oz, so well on his way to a good German build. We have all returned home this evening and will be taking it easy over the next few days. Thank you all for your prayers and encouragement.
O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever. - Psalm 136:1
Jordan & Doralynne
Amos, Natalie, & Levi"
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Hello, hello. Well didn't I say I would blog sometime? Funny, I thought I would during my break, but one thing led to another. I always feel that there is something else I have to do rather than gab on here. Of course, I also said to myself that after such and such an event or outing I would sit down and post. So yes, enough with excuses, here I am, stealing a moment from things that I really do need to do, but such is my method of keeping my sanity...I am going to take a break out and try to expound on the last few weeks of happenings.
After my finals I had hoped to do a lot more sleeping, but that was not to be the case anymore than normal. Other than that I had a great break, we were able to have a couple of families for dinner on different nights. I always enjoy conversing with reformed Christians; fellowship is sweet, and it is a great blessing when it is local as well. We've still been sorting out our lives in regards to our Lord's day and weekly fellowship, but God has been good and continues to provide for our needs.
I took some time to take the kids sledding with a few other children that I picked up and am happy to report that no one died, or was even seriously injured on the hill. Afterwards we were able to go to the W. for hot chocolate and snacks, and then it was time for drop off, and to return home. This was all on the 31st, so after dinner, B, the kids, and I were able to head out to the K. Where we enjoyed all sorts of finger foods and conversations, but we didn't say out until the new year...I don't think Lydia could have handled that..or Geneva for that matter. On the 1st I was able to go out to the D's where we watched Pride and Prejudice, the beautiful 6 hour version. :D I remembered to take the baby quilt that I've been working on, so it was both productive and enjoyable. After half of the movie, the D. girls and I went for a brisk walk and enjoyed plenty of laughs.
I shall have to post some pics of the baby quilt at some time as I'm really happy with how it has progressed, although my progress has lessened considerable since the end of last week thanks to school, which I'm not really grudging. :) I badly need to upload pictures of the kids as well, as I'm sure they have grown a ton since the last time I've posted some. Mark and B took some family ones at Sears, so perhaps when those get in I shall put one up.
I started school on the 5th, so one week down, a few months to go. Right now I'm busy trying to get my reading done as I would like to not fall behind this semester. And that is where I ought to be. Perhaps I'll post about my courses...at some point :D So far I'm quite happy with what I'm taking this semester. Alright, well I've been called for fw, so adieu for the present
PS Tam and Shawn found out they are expecting a baby, that was wonderful news to end 2008 with. Dor is due around the end of January, thus the baby quilt. :)
After my finals I had hoped to do a lot more sleeping, but that was not to be the case anymore than normal. Other than that I had a great break, we were able to have a couple of families for dinner on different nights. I always enjoy conversing with reformed Christians; fellowship is sweet, and it is a great blessing when it is local as well. We've still been sorting out our lives in regards to our Lord's day and weekly fellowship, but God has been good and continues to provide for our needs.
I took some time to take the kids sledding with a few other children that I picked up and am happy to report that no one died, or was even seriously injured on the hill. Afterwards we were able to go to the W. for hot chocolate and snacks, and then it was time for drop off, and to return home. This was all on the 31st, so after dinner, B, the kids, and I were able to head out to the K. Where we enjoyed all sorts of finger foods and conversations, but we didn't say out until the new year...I don't think Lydia could have handled that..or Geneva for that matter. On the 1st I was able to go out to the D's where we watched Pride and Prejudice, the beautiful 6 hour version. :D I remembered to take the baby quilt that I've been working on, so it was both productive and enjoyable. After half of the movie, the D. girls and I went for a brisk walk and enjoyed plenty of laughs.
I shall have to post some pics of the baby quilt at some time as I'm really happy with how it has progressed, although my progress has lessened considerable since the end of last week thanks to school, which I'm not really grudging. :) I badly need to upload pictures of the kids as well, as I'm sure they have grown a ton since the last time I've posted some. Mark and B took some family ones at Sears, so perhaps when those get in I shall put one up.
I started school on the 5th, so one week down, a few months to go. Right now I'm busy trying to get my reading done as I would like to not fall behind this semester. And that is where I ought to be. Perhaps I'll post about my courses...at some point :D So far I'm quite happy with what I'm taking this semester. Alright, well I've been called for fw, so adieu for the present
PS Tam and Shawn found out they are expecting a baby, that was wonderful news to end 2008 with. Dor is due around the end of January, thus the baby quilt. :)
Thursday, December 11, 2008
I just finished my last final for the semester, woohoo!! So that leaves just one Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorder project to go, what I feeling of relief. Well, now I'm just dying to know how I did, as tonight was quite a toss-up as it was more challenging than the last midterm. It could have been good or bad, as there are always those variables. You know, the "did I understand properly?", did I go into enough depth, did I even give the right answer. But yes, at any rate I will be thankful that it is done and that despite what tests may show I have learned a lot in the process---God be thanked and praised. I simple love biology, although at the same time it can overwhelm, depending on how much depth it goes into how quickly. However, the more I learn the more I appreciate just how wonderfully we were created, and how the body is so organized, certainly nothing having to do with chaos or chance. :) Alright, well this isn't meant to be an exhaustive blog spot, just a tid bit of an update, so I had best go do some of my reading.
Cheerio,
Jode
Cheerio,
Jode
Sunday, December 07, 2008
The following is a quote by Ted Byfield that Milly sent to me; I thought it was worth sharing. :D And yes, I hope to be blogging again soon, sorry for the dry spell. :)
"...to believe anything at all is to believe it true. To believe something true is to believe that whatever is incompatible with it must be false. And to believe somebody else's belief false is implicitly intolerant. Therefore, if intolerance is an evil, belief itself - in anything - is an evil. So the only way we can get rid of intolerance is to prohibit belief. Which, of course, would be very intolerant indeed."
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Alright, it's high past time that I blog, and as I am briefly in the mood to do so, I shall get right to it. Now where was I? Oh yes, that family reunion, this shall be the very snappiest so that I can be up to date once more.
After we got to Dave and Becky's, and B and I slept on the ground, I think that's where I left off.
The next morning I received a piping hot mocha from Uncle Dave, who is extremely generous with the chocolate and cream, yum, I've been craving these, and their coffee since I left. As I believe I mentioned they have the best bakery on the Island, and I say this with great confidence, even though it's the only one I've been to on the Island (what can I say, I love my family, and am proud of their skills :D) . After this Uncle Dave took a load of us out with two boats, and after getting licenses we went fishing. I can't say I brought in much of anything, other than what I would consider a baby fishy, someone else's line, and a few big things that got off before I could bring them up..that's about it. It was fun, and to top it all of, Uncle Danny had his 12 or so passenger van get stuck on a bolder. :D We returned to the bakery, and helped make dinner, or something of the like. I think Jord and Dor arrived around here somewhere. And hm, I drank my share of coffee after only 4-5 hours of sleep. I think this was one of the nights we had a great family story telling time around the fire, and so we went to bed late.
The next day (Friday) we played several paintball games, with the Warrens and in-laws pitted against the Soles. I won't go into a lot of detail there, but it was super fun, despite the welts. After this a bunch of us took a trip to a beautiful shallow river (at the part we went to), that had a bottom of slate, with various sizes of water filly pot holes in it. So it was like a ton of nice cool bath tubs to play in. Various people began to leave either for home or Jason and Vicky's wedding. Shawn and Tam arrived in the evening, and we worked out all of the details for the wedding travel, and had another night around the fire.
Saturday we headed to Victoria, men in one van (including Clint) and women in the other, for the wedding, where after the reception Jord and Dor headed back to the main land, and Shawn, Tam, Belinda, the kids, and I headed back to Uncle Dave's. We arrived pretty late, and went to bed.
On the Lord's day we visited, and after listening to a sermon we went for a walk in a very beautiful park, where Shawn read to us. Yeah, it was nice, and that sentence certainly doesn't do it justice. :)
Monday it was Shawn and Tam's turn to play paintball, and so I had a lot of fun doing that again, and boy did I get hit. :D I think we had a nice long talk with Uncle Dave in the evening, and Auntie Becky was also able to take some time out to join us...or was that the day before? Hmm
Tuesday, I don't remember much. Oh that's right! We went boating with Uncle Dave, without the fishing part. Walked along the beautiful sandy beach, tossed shells, and got very wet. It was rainy on the way back, and the waves were kinda cutting across the boat, so we, kids and all, were soaked. Had a total Cast Away moment, went Calvin lost a Wilson volley ball, it just floated away. I think after we got changed Tam, B, and I did some grocery shopping, Belinda forgot some groceries in the store, so Tam and I went back for them, and we also had to find some sandals for Shawn, who..hm, got his wet? Then I took Shawn and Tam to the airport, and returned to pack up all of our junk, and somehow managed to cram it all back in.
The next morning it was off for home, we made the ferry, and it was smooth sailing, excepting a big rain storm, but we made it home safely, albeit very.
Ok, so that was it, minus a lot of highlights.
As for lately, I've been keeping crazy busy with school, and there's always more, so it's hard to get things done, and take time for something like blogging. Perhaps I'll have one of my weekly school rants on here sometime, there's always a lot to think about and digest with my classes in this humanistic world. But sleep takes prioity with a busy week ahead.
So until next time, keep fit and have fun,
Jode
After we got to Dave and Becky's, and B and I slept on the ground, I think that's where I left off.
The next morning I received a piping hot mocha from Uncle Dave, who is extremely generous with the chocolate and cream, yum, I've been craving these, and their coffee since I left. As I believe I mentioned they have the best bakery on the Island, and I say this with great confidence, even though it's the only one I've been to on the Island (what can I say, I love my family, and am proud of their skills :D) . After this Uncle Dave took a load of us out with two boats, and after getting licenses we went fishing. I can't say I brought in much of anything, other than what I would consider a baby fishy, someone else's line, and a few big things that got off before I could bring them up..that's about it. It was fun, and to top it all of, Uncle Danny had his 12 or so passenger van get stuck on a bolder. :D We returned to the bakery, and helped make dinner, or something of the like. I think Jord and Dor arrived around here somewhere. And hm, I drank my share of coffee after only 4-5 hours of sleep. I think this was one of the nights we had a great family story telling time around the fire, and so we went to bed late.
The next day (Friday) we played several paintball games, with the Warrens and in-laws pitted against the Soles. I won't go into a lot of detail there, but it was super fun, despite the welts. After this a bunch of us took a trip to a beautiful shallow river (at the part we went to), that had a bottom of slate, with various sizes of water filly pot holes in it. So it was like a ton of nice cool bath tubs to play in. Various people began to leave either for home or Jason and Vicky's wedding. Shawn and Tam arrived in the evening, and we worked out all of the details for the wedding travel, and had another night around the fire.
Saturday we headed to Victoria, men in one van (including Clint) and women in the other, for the wedding, where after the reception Jord and Dor headed back to the main land, and Shawn, Tam, Belinda, the kids, and I headed back to Uncle Dave's. We arrived pretty late, and went to bed.
On the Lord's day we visited, and after listening to a sermon we went for a walk in a very beautiful park, where Shawn read to us. Yeah, it was nice, and that sentence certainly doesn't do it justice. :)
Monday it was Shawn and Tam's turn to play paintball, and so I had a lot of fun doing that again, and boy did I get hit. :D I think we had a nice long talk with Uncle Dave in the evening, and Auntie Becky was also able to take some time out to join us...or was that the day before? Hmm
Tuesday, I don't remember much. Oh that's right! We went boating with Uncle Dave, without the fishing part. Walked along the beautiful sandy beach, tossed shells, and got very wet. It was rainy on the way back, and the waves were kinda cutting across the boat, so we, kids and all, were soaked. Had a total Cast Away moment, went Calvin lost a Wilson volley ball, it just floated away. I think after we got changed Tam, B, and I did some grocery shopping, Belinda forgot some groceries in the store, so Tam and I went back for them, and we also had to find some sandals for Shawn, who..hm, got his wet? Then I took Shawn and Tam to the airport, and returned to pack up all of our junk, and somehow managed to cram it all back in.
The next morning it was off for home, we made the ferry, and it was smooth sailing, excepting a big rain storm, but we made it home safely, albeit very.
Ok, so that was it, minus a lot of highlights.
As for lately, I've been keeping crazy busy with school, and there's always more, so it's hard to get things done, and take time for something like blogging. Perhaps I'll have one of my weekly school rants on here sometime, there's always a lot to think about and digest with my classes in this humanistic world. But sleep takes prioity with a busy week ahead.
So until next time, keep fit and have fun,
Jode
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Okay, I really, really mean to continue the family reunion post, but it may have to wait for a couple more weeks, or some free gap. But hey, I haven't forgetten. :)
"When the spirit of slavery, the fear of freedom and responsibility, characterizes a people, it is absurd to home for relief by political action. Where people are unregenerate, they will be possessed by a spirit of slavery, and they will create a slave society, call it socialism, communism, a welfare economy, fascism, naziism, or what you will. The fallacy of political conservatives is that they put their hope in politics and thus neutralize effective action by by-passing Biblical faith.
St. Paul said, "ye have not received the spirit of bondage akin to fear" (Rom. 8:15). and the word fear is in Greek phobos, which in origin meant flight, and them that which causes flight. The fear of which St. Paul speaks is a fear or flight from God. Those whose spirit is marked by slavery are in flight from God and from their responsibility to God; they are also in flight from themselves, because the witness of God is written into the fabric of their being and in all creation. (This fear, phobos,, is not the same as eulabeia, fear, meaning caution, reverence.)
This gives to the man of faith a God-directed future-oriented perspective.. He is a citizen of the new creation, of which Jesus Christ is the first fruit (1 Cor. 15: 20). "If any man be in Christ, he is a new creature," or, more accurately, a new creation (2 Cor. 5:17). He has an old world dying around him, and a new world coming into birth on all sides. Whatever the problems the old world confronts him with, he can always rejoice (Phil. 4:4) because he knows the certainty of the new world's triumph. Every day men are reborn into that new creation, and every day reconstruction goes on in terms of it.
The spirit of bondage or slavery is the spirit also of sin and death, so that it is also termed "the bondage of corruption", from which we shall be delivered "into the glorious liberty of the children of God" (Rom. 8:21). The word translated as "corruption" can also mean destruction, so that the state of depravity is the slavery to corruption or destruction. In Romans 8:13, we are told that all who "are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God." The word sons is used to indicate maturity; such persons as are led by God's Spirit are not children but rather maturing and growing persons. The word sons is replaced by children in vv. 16, 17 and 21, and sons used in v. 19. The difference is of interest. In the first instance, we are children in relationship to Gos, by contrast to His awesome majesty and sovereign grace; in the second, we are children in the sense of heirship together with the Son Jesus Christ, who is the only begotten Son of God and the first-fruit of the new creation; a priority and seniority gives Christ the title of son,, and us of children as a contrast. The fullness of the new creation will see "the revelation of the sons of God" (v. 19) in their maturity. Third, because our "glorious liberty" in all its fullness is still future, yet present in its partial sense, we are children in our experiences of that liberty and are so called. We shall grow and mature in our realization of that liberty.
The mind of the modern humanism has been described as the disinherited mind, homeless like Cain, even in its home, a wanderer driven by sin and guilt, and a stranger to all things. The adopted sons of God are not disinherited; they are heirs. They are not strangers or foreigners to this world, although they are pilgrims in it; they can sing with certainty, on their pilgrimage, that "This is my Father's world." The hand of the disinherited is raised against all men, whereas the heir carries the good news of the rich estate to all men. The disinherited mind is at war with the estate, and he seeks to destroy it. Even when he holds possession of the world briefly, he knows he shall be dispossessed, and so he gets what he holds as a pillager and plunderer. Only in the hands of the heirs can this world or the world to come ever flourish, for the world to come for the disinherited is hell itself, and their self-created environment of the world they now live in is a suburb of hell. The heirs, as citizens of the new creation, make of time itself an outskirt of heaven."
"When the spirit of slavery, the fear of freedom and responsibility, characterizes a people, it is absurd to home for relief by political action. Where people are unregenerate, they will be possessed by a spirit of slavery, and they will create a slave society, call it socialism, communism, a welfare economy, fascism, naziism, or what you will. The fallacy of political conservatives is that they put their hope in politics and thus neutralize effective action by by-passing Biblical faith.
St. Paul said, "ye have not received the spirit of bondage akin to fear" (Rom. 8:15). and the word fear is in Greek phobos, which in origin meant flight, and them that which causes flight. The fear of which St. Paul speaks is a fear or flight from God. Those whose spirit is marked by slavery are in flight from God and from their responsibility to God; they are also in flight from themselves, because the witness of God is written into the fabric of their being and in all creation. (This fear, phobos,, is not the same as eulabeia, fear, meaning caution, reverence.)
This gives to the man of faith a God-directed future-oriented perspective.. He is a citizen of the new creation, of which Jesus Christ is the first fruit (1 Cor. 15: 20). "If any man be in Christ, he is a new creature," or, more accurately, a new creation (2 Cor. 5:17). He has an old world dying around him, and a new world coming into birth on all sides. Whatever the problems the old world confronts him with, he can always rejoice (Phil. 4:4) because he knows the certainty of the new world's triumph. Every day men are reborn into that new creation, and every day reconstruction goes on in terms of it.
The spirit of bondage or slavery is the spirit also of sin and death, so that it is also termed "the bondage of corruption", from which we shall be delivered "into the glorious liberty of the children of God" (Rom. 8:21). The word translated as "corruption" can also mean destruction, so that the state of depravity is the slavery to corruption or destruction. In Romans 8:13, we are told that all who "are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God." The word sons is used to indicate maturity; such persons as are led by God's Spirit are not children but rather maturing and growing persons. The word sons is replaced by children in vv. 16, 17 and 21, and sons used in v. 19. The difference is of interest. In the first instance, we are children in relationship to Gos, by contrast to His awesome majesty and sovereign grace; in the second, we are children in the sense of heirship together with the Son Jesus Christ, who is the only begotten Son of God and the first-fruit of the new creation; a priority and seniority gives Christ the title of son,, and us of children as a contrast. The fullness of the new creation will see "the revelation of the sons of God" (v. 19) in their maturity. Third, because our "glorious liberty" in all its fullness is still future, yet present in its partial sense, we are children in our experiences of that liberty and are so called. We shall grow and mature in our realization of that liberty.
The mind of the modern humanism has been described as the disinherited mind, homeless like Cain, even in its home, a wanderer driven by sin and guilt, and a stranger to all things. The adopted sons of God are not disinherited; they are heirs. They are not strangers or foreigners to this world, although they are pilgrims in it; they can sing with certainty, on their pilgrimage, that "This is my Father's world." The hand of the disinherited is raised against all men, whereas the heir carries the good news of the rich estate to all men. The disinherited mind is at war with the estate, and he seeks to destroy it. Even when he holds possession of the world briefly, he knows he shall be dispossessed, and so he gets what he holds as a pillager and plunderer. Only in the hands of the heirs can this world or the world to come ever flourish, for the world to come for the disinherited is hell itself, and their self-created environment of the world they now live in is a suburb of hell. The heirs, as citizens of the new creation, make of time itself an outskirt of heaven."
Sunday, August 31, 2008
The continuation of the quote from last week..from Revolt Against Maturity.. Yes, I know what you might very well be thinking.."oh, another quote, I don't have time to read quotes", but I'll have you know that it's worth the read. At least to me, as I tend to think about topics I wouldn't normally, and then consider how those same fruits of actions are grown in our own country..after all, slavery in one form or another is not a thing of the past. Adieu and have a great Lord's day!
Jode
"The material which this commission assembled brought some amazing facts to light. The house slaves were indeed members of the oldest aristocratic families in the land. Centuries ago, an impoverished member of the family had sold his freedom to some prince of other, whereby the rights and duties of the new slave and his descendants were exactly prescribed. The slaves were only obliged to do the work which had been done by the first of their line. And for this they were maintained by their masters all their lives and in certain circumstances they were rewarded with presents.
In the course of time, it was the princes who became impoverished and the aristocratic slaves who increased in the most devastating fashion. It thus came about that many a slave owner had to expend his whole income in supporting the descendants of his original slave. If the first of them had been a cook or a groom, all his descendants --- and their number increased with the passage of time to dozens --- could be nothing else but cooks or grooms. One slave owner with three horses had to maintain thirty grooms, who lived in his own house and demanded presents from him. Another, who was living from hand to mouth himself, had at his disposal twenty cooks, and it never occurred to a single one of them to do anything but lounge about in the kitchen. All the slaves had valid documents in their hands, which protected their position, and they regarded this attempt to free them as a brutal injustice and violation of their ancient privileges, whereas for more of the owners the riddance of their slaves meant bliss unheard of.
Not all slave-owners have had such unfavorable conditions, but the mark of a true slave, the spirit of slavery, is precisely that which Essad-Bey described. The slaves of the Causasus were some of the oldest aristocracy; today, many of the oldest aristocracy of the West, major capitalists, workers, and farmers are alike infected with the spirit of bondage or slavery, which had always a preference for security as against freedom, and the certainties of slavery as against the risks of liberty. Fear is the mark of a slave, and ultimately his fear is a fear of life and its problems and a search for the womb-like security he imagines slavery to be. The slave had the backward look, the orientation to the past, and an oblivion to the future, because he has none. True slavery is of the spirit, and it is a flight from life."
To be continued..again. :D Or should I say, to to be continued, that's how I rename files.. "newimage" newnewimage" ..."newnewernestimageanddontforgetit".
Jode
"The material which this commission assembled brought some amazing facts to light. The house slaves were indeed members of the oldest aristocratic families in the land. Centuries ago, an impoverished member of the family had sold his freedom to some prince of other, whereby the rights and duties of the new slave and his descendants were exactly prescribed. The slaves were only obliged to do the work which had been done by the first of their line. And for this they were maintained by their masters all their lives and in certain circumstances they were rewarded with presents.
In the course of time, it was the princes who became impoverished and the aristocratic slaves who increased in the most devastating fashion. It thus came about that many a slave owner had to expend his whole income in supporting the descendants of his original slave. If the first of them had been a cook or a groom, all his descendants --- and their number increased with the passage of time to dozens --- could be nothing else but cooks or grooms. One slave owner with three horses had to maintain thirty grooms, who lived in his own house and demanded presents from him. Another, who was living from hand to mouth himself, had at his disposal twenty cooks, and it never occurred to a single one of them to do anything but lounge about in the kitchen. All the slaves had valid documents in their hands, which protected their position, and they regarded this attempt to free them as a brutal injustice and violation of their ancient privileges, whereas for more of the owners the riddance of their slaves meant bliss unheard of.
Not all slave-owners have had such unfavorable conditions, but the mark of a true slave, the spirit of slavery, is precisely that which Essad-Bey described. The slaves of the Causasus were some of the oldest aristocracy; today, many of the oldest aristocracy of the West, major capitalists, workers, and farmers are alike infected with the spirit of bondage or slavery, which had always a preference for security as against freedom, and the certainties of slavery as against the risks of liberty. Fear is the mark of a slave, and ultimately his fear is a fear of life and its problems and a search for the womb-like security he imagines slavery to be. The slave had the backward look, the orientation to the past, and an oblivion to the future, because he has none. True slavery is of the spirit, and it is a flight from life."
To be continued..again. :D Or should I say, to to be continued, that's how I rename files.. "newimage" newnewimage" ..."newnewernestimageanddontforgetit".
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Ok, I'm stealing some time out for a post because I realize tomorrow will never come if I leave it for then. Now for a family reunion recap...I should say part 1.
The reunion for us began a day early when the Soles from FN stopped in on their way down. We had a pleasant evening of tea, and conversation followed by a day of us packing all of and our belongings into the van. We crammed ourselves in, and left at around 7 am on Wednesday, after waving good-bye to Mark who was unable to come, intending to catch a 5:20 or 7:30 pm Ferry to the Island. All in all, an estimated 13 hour trip, which includes ferry time, but not pit stops. It was a good drive down, I've always taken some sort of pleasure in highway driving, and 97 south is a new road for me. This was my first time driving to/in Vancouver, as I've only flown in before, and that only for connecting flights to the States. The drive was nearly uneventful, excepting a wrong turn at Albakerky (Albuquerque?). We turned towards Lillooet, instead of stay on highway 97, until we ran into highway 1. The road signs in the southern half of this province are very lacking, and I suppose my navigational skills needed some refreshing. :D So we ended up taking the higher portion of the Sea-to-sky-highway (99) until we were able to get onto our more desired route, highway 1. The view from 99 was awesome and awe inspiring, demanding a respect for the posted speed limit, as the narrow, winding highway runs right along the Fraser Canyon.
We made it to the ferry in "time" (4:30 pm) for the 5:20 ferry, but were put into a ...loong liiine of caaarrs.., and didn't make it on until the 9:30 ferry (which was also running late). We later learned that the abnormal swelling of the lines was due to a fire that had occurred on one of the ferries earlier that day, and also that two other sets of relatives made it onto the 7:30 ferry, for which we were ten cars too late in line. We learned a few valuable lessons, such as never relax in a ferry line-up, because it could move at any time, even when the ship hasn't sailed in yet. So after taking 1.5 hours to get across, and another 1.5 hours to drive to Uncle Dave and Auntie Becky's, we arrived at the fashionably late time of 1 am. This is not an unusual arrival time for members of our family, albeit, we have been striving to change this habit since the days we were born. :D After such a looong day Belinda and I chose not to disturb the repose of all of the other campers, choosing rather to park the bus on the road that runs past Auntie Becky's bakery. We chose to throw the seats down for the whining/crying/extremely tired/half asleep bunch of kids, and to roll out a couple of sleeping bags into the glass in an obliging field, to climb in, and to sleep as though we were on feather beds--- at least until the kids took turns crying, and the dew set in. But regardless of these little hindrances, we slept well, and you should have seen the stars at 3 am, wow.
To be continued..hopefully.
Jode
The reunion for us began a day early when the Soles from FN stopped in on their way down. We had a pleasant evening of tea, and conversation followed by a day of us packing all of and our belongings into the van. We crammed ourselves in, and left at around 7 am on Wednesday, after waving good-bye to Mark who was unable to come, intending to catch a 5:20 or 7:30 pm Ferry to the Island. All in all, an estimated 13 hour trip, which includes ferry time, but not pit stops. It was a good drive down, I've always taken some sort of pleasure in highway driving, and 97 south is a new road for me. This was my first time driving to/in Vancouver, as I've only flown in before, and that only for connecting flights to the States. The drive was nearly uneventful, excepting a wrong turn at Albakerky (Albuquerque?). We turned towards Lillooet, instead of stay on highway 97, until we ran into highway 1. The road signs in the southern half of this province are very lacking, and I suppose my navigational skills needed some refreshing. :D So we ended up taking the higher portion of the Sea-to-sky-highway (99) until we were able to get onto our more desired route, highway 1. The view from 99 was awesome and awe inspiring, demanding a respect for the posted speed limit, as the narrow, winding highway runs right along the Fraser Canyon.
We made it to the ferry in "time" (4:30 pm) for the 5:20 ferry, but were put into a ...loong liiine of caaarrs.., and didn't make it on until the 9:30 ferry (which was also running late). We later learned that the abnormal swelling of the lines was due to a fire that had occurred on one of the ferries earlier that day, and also that two other sets of relatives made it onto the 7:30 ferry, for which we were ten cars too late in line. We learned a few valuable lessons, such as never relax in a ferry line-up, because it could move at any time, even when the ship hasn't sailed in yet. So after taking 1.5 hours to get across, and another 1.5 hours to drive to Uncle Dave and Auntie Becky's, we arrived at the fashionably late time of 1 am. This is not an unusual arrival time for members of our family, albeit, we have been striving to change this habit since the days we were born. :D After such a looong day Belinda and I chose not to disturb the repose of all of the other campers, choosing rather to park the bus on the road that runs past Auntie Becky's bakery. We chose to throw the seats down for the whining/crying/extremely tired/half asleep bunch of kids, and to roll out a couple of sleeping bags into the glass in an obliging field, to climb in, and to sleep as though we were on feather beds--- at least until the kids took turns crying, and the dew set in. But regardless of these little hindrances, we slept well, and you should have seen the stars at 3 am, wow.
To be continued..hopefully.
Jode
Sunday, August 24, 2008
"The Old Testament law referred to slavery as a voluntary servitude, where except for captives of war and criminals making restitution, a slave was free to leave at any time. Such slaves were men seeking refuge from the world of freedom and responsibility; they preferred security to liberty, because liberty meant troubles and possible losses, whereas servitude meant cradle to the grave care.
A telling illustration of such slavery comes from Essa Bey's account of the abolition of slavery in the Caucasus after conquest of that area by Tsarist Russia. The Russian viceroy called in the Caucasian chiefs and ordered the abolition of slavery; he was surprised at the ready cooperation he received. The resistance came from the slaves, who protested, "Slavery is our sacred right...Many of us are of the hereditary nobility, and some of us are priests. The Tsar should have a respect for the rights of the native nobility." A commission was appointed to investigate the matter.".....Quote to be continued.
A telling illustration of such slavery comes from Essa Bey's account of the abolition of slavery in the Caucasus after conquest of that area by Tsarist Russia. The Russian viceroy called in the Caucasian chiefs and ordered the abolition of slavery; he was surprised at the ready cooperation he received. The resistance came from the slaves, who protested, "Slavery is our sacred right...Many of us are of the hereditary nobility, and some of us are priests. The Tsar should have a respect for the rights of the native nobility." A commission was appointed to investigate the matter.".....Quote to be continued.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
"An old saying has it that 'murder will out'. More accurately, a man's thoughts will come out in acts as well as words. History, therefore, does not stand still. Solomon said of man, 'For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he' (Prov. 23:7). What a man says today, he will probably do tomorrow. The idea therefore that pornography will not lead to sexual action, or murderous ideas and plans to murderous acts is naive and foolish. Ideas are programs for action, and man's imagination is his drawing-board for next year's campaigns and activities." Revolt Against Maturity ~ Rushdoony.
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