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I don’t know how I’d deal with this…

But by now most people know about the tragic accident where Steven Curtis Chapman’s youngest daughter, Maria, was hit by a vehicle in the driveway of their home yesterday evening. The vehicle was driven by an older brother, and the girl had just turned five years old less than two weeks ago.

I ache for the parents who are missing a child now. I cannot wrap myself around what they must be going through as they miss their little girl. But I ache too for the older brother who is experiencing a heaviness of life that is immeasurable. And then again for Steven and Mary Beth as they are their for their son. It hurts both my head and my heart to try and comprehend the range of emotions and thoughts that are happening inside the family. So pray for them.

And then I try to figure out God some more and the questions I read of “Did God do this?” or “Did God allow this?” or countless others. One day, I hope to understand.

The Chapman’s had six children. The youngest three were adopted girls from China. Here are a couple of videos of Steven and his youngest girls:

Maria Sue Chapman, adopted and youngest daughter to Mary Beth and Steven Curtis Chapman, was killed Wednesday night in a tragic accident in the family driveway on Wednesday evening. She was LifeFlighted to Vanderbilt Children’s Hospital but for only reasons God can explain she went home to Him… not to Franklin as we all so desperately wanted.

Your prayers are needed for all in the Chapman family. This is a family who has so generously loved and given to so many. Just hours before this close knit family was celebrating the engagement of the oldest daughter Emily Chapman, and were just hours away from a graduation party marking Caleb Chapman’s completion of high school. Now, they are preparing to bury a child who blew out 5 candles on a birthday cake less than 10 days ago. These words are unthinkable to type. And yet we trust in a God who was not surprised by this and because of Jesus I am certain through faith in Him we will see Maria again. – Jim Houser (Manager)

From http://chapmanchannel.typepad.com/inmemoryofmaria/

The Restaurant for the Sunday Nooma

If you don’t know what the Nooma series of videos are, then this won’t make any sense. If know about Nooma, but you’ve not seen the one entitled Sunday, then it might not make much sense. But in a nutshell, they’re videos to spur discussion and conversation about spiritual matters created by Rob Bell. They are worth checking out fo sho.

But anyway, a year and a half ago John, Stevie, and I went to Grand Rapids/Grandville Michigan to attend Isn’t She Beautiful at Mars Hill. We went looking for the nearby restaurant where the Sunday Nooma was filmed. We found it. And this below is very much like the opening shot of that very video! This is at the Rainbow Grill in Grandville, MI. Snow was all around!

When we asked the servers there at the restaurant which booth he’d actually sat in when doing the video shoot, not a one of them had a clue what in the world we were talking about.

Stevie, who was videoing, is getting married this weekend in Gulfport. I think I’m going.

4:15 a.m. Fever

Addie was not feeling well most of the day (Wednesday). She woke up that way. No real symptom other than no appetite and wanting to lay on the couch or bed. She didn’t feel nauseated specifically, but didn’t want to eat for concern of throwing up.

We checked her temperature and she had a moderate fever. Nothing to be alarmed about, but obviously not her normal temperature.

She goes to bed with a dose of Children’s Tylonol. But I awake at 3 something with her in the bathroom whimpering. She says she needed to go to the bathroom and now feels like she can’t get to sleep. So I get up with her.

So now I’m sitting on the couch. She finally fell asleep. But is next to me with her head propped by a plastic garbage can. She did drink some water all at once, and she threw it up earlier. So we’ll see how the morning goes. I’m going to try to move her into her bedroom and let her finish the night morning in her bed.

A letter to my 16 year old self

Emily had a really neat post yesterday. She wrote a letter to her 16 year old self. She invited others to give it a shot as well, so I figured it could be interesting. So here goes:

Dear, Blake,

Dude, you just finished your sophomore year of high school. The next two years are two of the most fun ever. Make sure to enjoy every minute of it.

Listen to Mr. Ortiz. Most everything he says is either wise or funny. It’s great when it’s a combo deal. And pay attention in class. You’ll want to use that Spanish later on. Trust me. Oh, and your senior year he will have something really, really important to share with you. Listen.

Invest in your friends. There are plenty of people you go to school with you’ll never hear from again. But there are some you will. And there will be some you wished you’d kept up with better. So invest in your friendships.

Don’t cuss like in some of that rap you listen to. It really isn’t as cool as you think. Watch the sarcasm. Make sure you know who appreciates it and who doesn’t.

Amory is a cool little city. But stretch yourself by looking outside of North Mississippi. There is tons more out there. Tons. Start looking at different time zones and different countries.

Do a ton of stuff with your youth group. You’ll grow from being there. But learn to grow on your own too. Ask Mr. Ortiz about it.

Spend a lot of time with your granddad. He loves you, but sometimes shows it in funny ways. Learn how to cook from him. He won’t be around forever. And when he passes, be there for your grandmother as much as you can. She’ll need you.

Go to some retreats at Camp Lake Stephens. Becoming familiar with the lay of the land will be beneficial at some point in your life.  And learn to enjoy sleeping outdoors. Without a tent. When it’s 80 degrees at night. Oh, and Oxford isn’t so bad.

Algebra might seem worthless to take right now. You may think you’ll never use it. You’re probably right. But study and do well anyway. It’s still good to learn those good study and preparation habits. You’ll use those habits in college (where you’ll take College Algebra and never use it either) and even when it comes to work.

Try not to frustrate your mom so much. She can’t help being over protective. And it’s all done in love. She really does adore you. Laugh even when she’s not funny.

You won’t know what you want to major in when you go to college. No worries. You won’t know what you want to do for quite a while. Just keep praying and asking God to prepare you for whatever He’s got in store.

You’re planning to work this summer to buy a camera, right? Never put it down after you get it. Love it and show your love of the world through it. Get better at it. Grow in it. You’ll thank yourself for it later.

Spend time at your aunt & uncle’s in New Albany. They have a fantastic place. You can hunt, fish, camp, sleep really late, and eat lots of wild game there. Plus, they’re fantastic people.

Love your dad through every step of the way. Invest in your relationship with him. Let him know how much you love him. Even if he seems dorky. Make sure he knows.

Stretch and get limber. And then stretch some more. You won’t always be able to eat a log of cookie dough and not feel any effects.

Start journaling a lot. You’ll love to look back a week later, a month later, and especially years later. And it helps to get your thoughts in order. Put some of those pics you’re taking with your writing.

Listen to lots of music. Old, new, everything. Read tons of books. Bestsellers and classics. Watch lots of movies. And read the Bible as much as you can.

What sort of letter would you write to your 16 year old self?

The Crazy World of Miley Cyrus

I remember my senior year in high school some goofy guy with a mullet singing about his heart might blow up and it would kill him. That was Billy Ray Cyrus. Around that time he had a daughter.

Now, years later, his daughter is arguably one of the biggest stars in the world. Miley Cyrus exploded on the scene as the character Hannah Montana. She quickly became Disney’s biggest money maker with a hit tv show, tons of cd’s sold, a movie, and a sold out tour. And now she’s crossing over in to being herself and performing as Miley Cyrus.

But she’s recently gotten into trouble with some pictures she took herself and somehow got onto the internet. They were a little racy. But then the famed photo shoot with Vanity Fair magazine and Annie Liebovitz that were pretty risque in nature, especially when held up against her image of Hannah Montana on Disney.

Some fault her. Some point fingers at her parents. Some say it’s just the industry she’s in and was inevitable. But she was in various states of undress holding a blanket or sheet to cover what were are not supposed to see. All over the place, people blasted her saying, “She’s only 15! She’s a child!”

Now while I completely agree that a 15 year old has no business what so ever in taking “sexy” pictures for a national magazine [or really at all], it’s really the world that most 15 year olds live in. I know that there are plenty of “regular/normal” 15 year old girls who would [sadly] love to have a photo shoot like Miley did w/ Leibowitz. Teen girls today and what our culture and media blitz them with all the time tells them that they need to grow up quickly and be more adult like in as many ways as they can.

And in turn, they try to mimic what they read, see, and watch. [Remember, MTV is watched by a TON of teens, both boys and girls]. And Miley is afforded more opportunities than most 15 year old girls. Now I would never allow my own daughters to do something like that if I could help it. But I have to wonder if Miley is just representative of a lot of other girls these days….? Fifteen years old today is not the same as fifteen years old when I was in school.

Oh, and now Hugh Hefner has offered Miley a full center spread in his magazine (Playboy) for when she turns 18.

Drop.io is really awesome

I first heard of drop.io on a podcast by Tony Steward and Who Are These Guys? podcast. It sounded cool. Basically a free service to be able to upload files of whatever kind for someone to be able to download. So, you have an audio file you want to share w/ a friend? Have a group of pictures? A document? Anything? Just upload it, create a url for it, and then share that URL w/ your friends.

But then I found a great review of it. A stinking great review by Ben Stewart. So here is his review. Make sure you go and give a little love to Ben.

Drop.io calls itself “simple private exchange.” Basically it is an easy way to share files online. On the surface it’s as simple as choosing a name for your “drop” (or using the random default name provided for you) and then choosing a file to upload to your “drop.” Then all you have to do is email anyone in the world the URL to your newly created “drop” and they have access to whatever file(s) you uploaded.

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However, Drop.io goes beyond simple file uploading. First of all, it allows you to configure some basic settings while creating your drop. If you want everything in your drop to stay private and you want more security than just the randomness of your chosen URL then you can set a password for your drop. With a password set, anyone who wants to view your drop must know the password to gain access. You can also select how long your drop should be available to the world. You can even select what you want other to be able to do with the contents of your drop. People can either view files, view and add files, or view, add and delete files.

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But it doesn’t stop there. Once your drop has been created you are asked if you want to Continue reading

Sunday afternoon

So right now I’m sitting at home with the three kids. Actually they are crawling on me [2 of them are] making it difficult to type. But the Lakers are getting beat (so?) and Rowan is asleep.

Pat is away on vacation today. So he’s letting the crazy folks run the asylum while he’s away. Things went well this morning though. D preached. Matthew played. Jason played. And I welcomed, announced, said bye, and ran ProPresenter. Things went pretty smooth. It’s good to know that things don’t fall apart if Pat’s not there. But it’s always good to have him there too.

Pat is away on vacation. I’ll get a Twitter update from him saying he’s riding bikes next to the beach or going snorkeling or listening to jazz music in Florida. I have to compare that to what the weather has been like here. Sun, then rain, then tornadoes. [I’d rather be snorkeling in Florida too!]

Today was the first Sunday since school is out for UMiss. There was a noticeable drop in attendance. I miss the college kids. We’ll see what difference it makes tonight.

Nine Years

Nine years ago today I left a life of singleness behind.

My life has never been the same.

Now while I don’t sleep as late as I used to during those single days…I wouldn’t go back for anything. I’ve had nine great years with The Wife. Now everyday hasn’t been a cake walk. But there’s been something to learn from each day. I love this woman!

So we watched tornadoes on the tv again today in the area. And we’re about to go eat out together, just the two of us. And check out the gift from her that I’ll be wearing on my feet tonight! Think they’ll stand out?

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