this is no longer my blog

Well, we played our first dodgeball game. And, I think it is safe to say that we got annihilated. We didn't win a single match, however we had a good time and that is all that matters. Now the thing is that my ability to have children might be debatable... I got nailed in my fragiles.
There was also this man who some of the kids and I nicknamed "the freak" or "freakboy" or something like that last semester because of his large size and tendency to hurl the balls at inhuman speeds, with such ferocity that a savage grunt would erupt from his lips. He seemed to be gunning for me, and at least four times hurled these foam balls of death at alarming speeds coming within centimeters of my head. At one point he tried to blame it on my height. Like it was MY fault he was trying to knock my head off. I fail to see the logic in that.
One woman on our team was taken out with a ball to the face. Knocked her glasses nearly off her face, and she fell to the ground and was seeing double until we got her back to her room about 10 minutes ago. She was standing up, so really the guy that hit her should have been taken out of the game for the head shot. But that didn't happen. He stayed in the game and we got to substitute a person in for her.
Anyway, now I've got this adrenaline surging through my system and I need to figure out an appropriate outlet for my excess energy.
I will talk with all of you, my people, later.

I haven't been very good at updating this thing. To be honest, the idea hasn't even crossed my mind lately, and when it has I just think, "Hmmm... maybe later...." This is a hectic and uncertain time in the life of this church nerd.
Hectic because I'm pretty busy. Working, and getting ready to go on a school trip to Seattle, a committee meeting or two... Ok, so I'm not very busy, just have a lot on my mind, I guess. I'm excited about going to Seattle, uncertain about financial matters concerning the trip... yadda yadda yadda... you don't want to hear about that.
Things are uncertain because my future rests in the hands of other people. Up to this point in my life, I've had pretty good control over where I was headed. I chose to go to a little, liberal arts college in Nebraska. I chose to accept a position as a youth director after graduation. I chose to leave that position when I finally figured out it wasn't a good place for me. I chose to attend seminary in Iowa. My life has been guided by my choices. However, this next HUGE step in my life will not be determined by me. Sure, I filled out the forms, I answered the questions, I told them where I'd like to end up, but they still have the option to put me almost anywhere. In about a month and a half, a large group of people are going to get together, look over the forms I have filled out, and then make a decision that will impact the rest of my life. It's exciting on one hand, and unnerving on the other.
I ran across something that helped to read. It comes from good ol' Thomas Merton, and I want to share it with you all: