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The last couple of days

After a delayed flight in ATL on the way home with a four and a half hour layover we finally made it home. Our last day or so in Costa Rica were good ones. Wednesday was to be a day to get lots of work done. Build, mix, and pour at least three concrete columns around teh new church walls. But with limited supplies and a few trips to the store, it put us behind schedule. So we only got one done that day and we had to quit for church. We were to get up the next morning at 5 something to pour the last one.

Church was good. It was all about us. We sang and spoke and danced and sang and then the whole church danced together a few times. My favorite was by far the Te Gusta Nadar song where Pastor Carlos was dancing up a storm at the end. Really wanted to have that on video. Actually got really sad that I didnt’. People stayed up late saying good byes. We also dug a hoe for the time capsule to be dug up and opened in 5 years.

The next morning, 5:30 came early, esp for those who were up late. Becca and I burried the time capsule after dropping a few more things in it and wrapping it in duck tape. As we walked back Mike asked if we’d burried it yet because he had something for it. Anyone else but Mike and we would have said it’s too late. But we dug it back up while he got something for it. Then we rewrapped it and burried it under a cinderblock. Most likely someone will put a sewage line or something there before 2010 gets here. Of course afterwards I find plenty of other things that I couldn’t find or wanted to put in there.

After the column was mixed and poured in record time (hoo!) we got all cleaned up, packed up, and loaded up. Some went to the souviener store. Some went to the authentic stores. Then lunch up on the 2nd floor and a busride to the airport.

Now I’m partially sad. So glad to be home and with my family. But I miss the poeple and the church and even the work.

I plan on trying to write out a day by day deal of what we did and my thoughts. I kept a semi-journal while there. So it will help me with some details and spark memories too.

Ice Cream Eating Contest (Bomitada Fest!)

Bomitada Fest

 

Still here in Costa Rica. One more work day and then a day to get things together to head home.

I feel sick. Like I need to puke. We had an ice cream eating contest tonight. Me, Becca, and Utah. Here´s the setup:
1. Eat 8 ice cream bars from the cooler. Rotate different types. Eat them all together. You can´t go on to the next one til everyone is ready.
2. Then run about 3/4 of a mile. Again, not a race. Run it together.
3. Eat 7 more bars.
4. Walk half a mile, then actually race back. This is the only part that is an actual race.
5. If you hurl, you´re out.

Yesterday Becca was talking about how much she likes ice cream. I suggested an ice cream eating contest since I liked it a lot too. Utah said he was in. So we went to the store and bought white shirts to make our own commerative shirts. Bomitada Fest. Means Puke Fest or Vomit Fest

At lunch today we were all thinking it was going to be harder than we expected. But pride was already making us talk big game. We started and hit a mini wall after eating 6 ice cream bars. But kept on going, no problem. It was quite funny. I figured there´d be 6 or 8 people who would watch us. But there were dozens upon dozens..all with cameras and the like. Felt like we were having the paparazzi shower us with attention. Seriously. Crazy.

Bomitada Fest

Then the run. We had people running with us, people on bikes, people in cars going along side of us. We felt like we were running the last mile of an Olympic marathon with everyone cheering. But the run was no problem. Actually made us all feel better.

Then the next 7. Figured these would be harder. They were. At around bar 11 or 12 it was a bite by bite thing. Tough. Very hard to swallow. But we did it. Becca and Utah were feeling it pretty hard. I didn’t feel it as soon as they did, but it hit me hard too. Each bite was a chore. At #14 Hannah tried to help Utah and poked his bar in his mouth and he pukes. Then pukes again. Thankfully there was a trash can right beside him. He´d been close arleady. Sorta stinks that Hannah caused him to bow out though.

Bomitada Fest

Number 15 was the hardest. It was one of those cones wrapped in a cone. We both eat the cream and then work on the cone. Very slowly. Veeeeeeeeeery slowly. We didn´t want to stand up for the race in fear of losing it all. Our stomachs felt so heavy and tight.

But we walk the first leg. A crew still around us but not quite as large. Then we hit the garbage can and start the trek back. Starts as a walk. Becca asks if she starts running would I run too. The van is beside us so I run around the back to the other side. She thinks I’m sprinting so she starts to run. I see her and she slows. But then starts to run again. I run slowly thinking she´ll slow down..but she doesn’t. So I have to sprint to hope to catch her.

I finally catch her, and we talk as we sprint. We both agree we feel like blowing chum everywhere. I expect her to win at this point because I had to catch up. But I slowly pull away and make it back to the tree to touch it first. At this point neither of us have puked any. But we both are feeling quite distended in the abdomen area.

Bomitada Fest

But the cool thing is that it was a fundraiser for the church down here. We will have raised a little over $345 when all is said and done I believe. Then you subtract $25 for the ice cream bill. Many pictures were taken. So I will post some when I get back

But hats off to both Becca and Utah. I would have quit way before if not for them. It was good fun with good people, and I hope to never do it again any time soon…until next year!

Internet Cafe

I´m in an internet cafe in Costa Rica. The keyboard is a touch different. But it´s been cool here so far. I mean literally cool. Not hot like I thought it would be. Today was lots of construction. Lots of buckets of wet concrete while standing on a board 4 stories up. Then lots of shoveling dirt and rocks over and over and over. Probably will be quite sore tomorrow.

Had church last night. Seemed kinda charasmatic. Didn´t hear any tongues though I don´t think. Of course they could be speaking in tongues and I´d miss it becaue I´m in a foreign land. But then the little guy (he was a dwarf…honestly) started in on some prosperity theology. Seemed kinda hokey, if you ask me.

Plane ride was okay. Only got about 15 min of sleep at all Tuesday night. So I was on fumes for a while. But all is good now. Will prob be sore tomorrow. But please be in prayer if you happen to read this. Just that we´ll be used by God for His purposes.

Costa Rica

I’ve never been out of the country except to Mexico when I was a senior. That was quite a trip in itself. Maybe a Memory Lane post about it sometime.

But in a few days I’ll be leaving to go to Costa Rica for 9 days. Church here has gone the last 5 years. We’ll be building a church and doing some VBS. I’m really looking forward to the trip. And the people going. Get to further some relationships and invest in some new ones as well. But hopefully we’ll be used by God for His ministry down there.

I don’t want to take a mission trip just so I can go on a trip. Or do I? Do I need to really sit and pray and think on that? Even this trip to England I am prob going on next Spring…am I wanting to do it for the Mission aspect or for the “go to England” aspect? I really would like to visit (live) there for a while. So why not do some mission work there as well? Still have a lot of thinking to do on that regard.

But leaving the fam here for over a week will be hard I think. But we’ll be able to talk, US to Costa Rica. And hopefully I’ll be able to take pics and get them on a website quite easily. We’ll see.

The Friday Feast

Appetizer
What is your middle name? Would you change any of your names if you could? If so, what would you like to be called?

Blake. Nah, I think I like my names. Some are family orriented.

Soup
If you were a fashion designer, which fabrics, colors, and styles would you probably use the most?

Burlap

Salad
What is your least favorite chore, and why?

Painting. I just hate it.

Main Course
What is something that really frightens you, and can you trace it back to an event in your life?

Failure….no.

Dessert
Where are you sitting right now? Name 3 things you can see at this moment.

I’m laying down. But I can see my hands, a cell phone, and a window to my back yard.

England

I’ve always wanted to go to England. I remember as a 6th grader we got pen pals in one of my classes. I wanted one from England. My pen pal was from New Castle on Tyne or something like that. I had just gotten a new typewriter for Christmas so I typed his letter on that. Can’t remember his name. But my teacher read it, suggested some corrections. But for some reason I never sent it. But I’ve always wanted to go.

As a senior I did some yard work for a lady who went to England a lot. She told me she could hook me up with some people to stay with. But I never pursued it. In college I watched Real World-London. Loved it. Furthered my desire to visit.

Since then I’ve found there are other places I really would ike to visit. New Zealand being one of those. It’s something about those funny little accents. The history of the places. Differences in culture, yet I can still speak the language!

I met a guy a few weeks ago. Grew up in Clinton. Just graduated seminary. Leaving in a few weeks to go to pastor 3 churches abroad….in England. Nottingham, England to be exact. That’s right, the land of Robin Hood. He’s going to have a 3 church charge over there for a years time. My wheels got to turning.

MISSION TRIP is the first thing that pops to my mind. So now there’s one in the works. 15 people. 12 days. Let’s see if it happens.

To live in Florida

Sometime my wife and I talk about other places we’d like to live. Florida always has been one of the nicer places. Usually warm. Lots of sun. Nice beaches. Low taxes I think. All that good stuff. She especially likes warm weather. But all this hurricane biz seems to put a damper on things, huh?

She actually went to college in Gulfport, MS. She said in her 4 years there she never remembered any ‘Canes hitting. Now it seems like there are a handful every year. My interview for the job here was almost sidetracked because of Ivan last fall. Crazy times, if you ask me. I’d still move to Florida though. I’d move a lot of places that might seem less than ideal.

Of course I’d LOVE to live in Colorado or Oregon or maybe even Washington. I think North Carolina is on that list too. Many places I’d like to check out for more than a tourist feel. And those are only the domestic locations. I could list you a small handful of places I’d love to visit and possibly live outside of the US.

Destination Unknown

I should be sleeping.

I went to sleep earlier than I ever have since I was a teenager last night, I think. Nine:fifteen. How’s that? Not really tired anymore, but a little stiff. After Driving for what seemed like 18 hours in a 36 hour time span when you consider traffic jams and wrong turns PLUS almost no sleep at all, I was a worn out boy when I got home finally from Destination X. After a Costa Rica meeting, a shower, then supper at The Hat, I went to sleep at 9:15. Probably the earliest I’ve gone to bed in 7 years or so.

Anyhoo…Destination X was a blast. Great travels, good traffic jams, fun times at Six Flags (Speed Pass rocks! Tweaking the Speed Pass system rocks even harder!!), driving around Dallas not knowing where in God’s world you are, …then Group Dynamix. It boasts the country’s largest indoor ropes course. After some warm up games and pizza, we hit the upper levels.

I was a bit surprised at the freedoms they gave us. But most everyone tried something and almost everyone did most things. I have pictures that I’ll put up on here really soon. But this was designed for a lock in, so after a time of worship and a short challenge at 2am, the inflatables were inflated and soccer, basketball, jousting, ping-pong and just about whatever else ensued. Along with movies on mega-giant-humongous beanbags. I think the average ammount of sleep gotten was probably about 2.3 hours. Some got none. Some got more. But everyone’s attitude was still good despite the lack of sleep.

It was a great trip. 39 of us in 2 vehicles. My hope is that we built some more community and will continue to build upon that. God was good to us. No one was hurt except Whit who fell because he made us all late because he wanted one more Six Flags ride.

I'm LOST

Ok. I’m hooked.

I remember seeing the previews for the new show LOST back in the summer. Looked like it would be quite an interesting show. But it came on at 7pm on Wednesdays. Right smack in the middle of my church activities. No way around it. And our VCR couldn’t record that channel either. So I resigned myself into seeing if it would be around. I could get back in time for Alias at 8, but I always had to miss the last few min of LOST so as not to ruin the show if I actually ended up watching it later.

I caught the 2nd episode a few weeks back. Was a little lost myself (ouch, bad humor) but got semi hooked. But I’ve found the other episodes on the net now and have been watching most of them. I’m about halfway through the season now. I’m hearing that some of the writers/produces may have taken on some other projects, so I’m not sure if the quality of the plot will be maintained. But I aim to keep up.

There’s crazy stuff on that island.

Sorry

I’ve been more than absent. But life has been full. But my goal isn’t coming true.

I think everyone who blogs hopes to have some sort of readership. I guess to do that you have to have something worth reading though. I’m not aiming for huge numbers and tons of links back to me. That’d be silly. But just a group of friends who I can share a slice of life (or a small twist of it) with over the internet. Some I may know “in person”, others through the keyboard. But I know that writing consistency is needed for such a thing.

But today is the Fourth Of July. The birthday of our great country. Also the birthday of Alaska and Hawaii. Spent the day at the gym, at the pool, and in the back yard. Might go check out some fireworks in a a few hours. There is a big 4th celebration here in Clinton. Supposed to be well attended by the peeps of the place. We’ll see.

Starting to read Spirit of the Disciplines by Dallas Willard. Started it once before but never got moving throught it. It’s one that takes a chewing to get into really well. But has had great reviews of it from Amazon readers (the 2nd link in the title. I hope to be challenged and have some things to share back with.

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