2 years ago
Saturday, March 15, 2008
You came to see a race today. To see someone win. It happened to be me. But I want you to do more than just watch a race. I want you to take part in it. I want to compare faith to running in a race. It's hard. It requires concentration of will, energy of soul. You experience elation when the winner breaks the tape - especially if you've got a bet on it. But how long does that last? You go home. Maybe you're dinner's burnt. Maybe you haven't got a job. So who am I to say, "Believe, have faith," in the face of life's realities? I would like to give you something more permanent, but I can only point the way. I have no formula for winning the race. Everyone runs in her own way, or his own way. And where does the power come from, to see the race to its end? From within.
Chariots of Fire(1981)
Chariots of Fire(1981)
Sunday, March 9, 2008

Last week was spirit week at the high school. We dressed up and had activities. It was pretty fun.
Monday: Cowboy Day
Tuesday: Beach Day-I wore a wet suit :)
Wednesday: Halloween Day-I was a mac genius.
Thursday: Bling Bling Day-I could not find a thing.
Friday: Green and White day
We played a Faculty Student Basketball game and Jacob's Ladder.
I was a pretty dang good cowboy. I borrowed a belt buckle, hat, and boots from my dad...just all the cowboy stuff.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
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