hello

sure has been a while, eh?

went disc golfing with a friend from church, Rich, Sunday night (had to go out and do something worthwhile after watching the Lions get trounced), and we took our sons along. Rich had never gone dic golfing before, so it was fun teaching him. he picked it up like a natural, and shot par on the last two holes. beautiful evening - the course was packed. Colin and Conner (Rich's son) had a great time caddying for us (which mainly involved swinging fallen branches at each other and the ground).

meeting with some of the other clergy in Milan tomorrow morning...looking forward to seeing them after a long summer break.

flying & vacation

Arnie (one of the pilots in our church) rented out a piper warrior, and took me flying thursday evening. a spectacularly beautiful evening for flying. sky dotted with small clouds, sun setting, humidity haze hanging on the horizon. we flew from KARB (the ann arbor airport) to KJXN (the jackson airport). Arnie has a lot of experience as a flight instructor, and let me do basically everything except set the radios and talk to the control towers. i started up the plane, taxied to the runway, did the run-up tests, took off, flew to jackson and landed, taxied to parking, and turned off the engine. it wasn't the smoothest landing (i flared a little too much and we floated before coming down with a slight bump), but no harm done. we grabbed some boston cream pie and ice teas at the jackson airport restaurant, and Arnie gave me some pointers to implement on the way back. we flew back to the ann arbor area, where we flew over the church and our neighborhood. here's a pic i snapped from maybe 1000 ft above the ground:




















Ronni heard the plane overhead, got Colin out of bed, and they stood in our back yard waving at us...I snapped some pictures, but they were a little too blurry to post.

if you've never been up in a small plane, this short video i took might give you a sense of it... (you'll need the quicktime plugin from apple to see it, i think):















we're leaving in the morning for our family vacation - up to long lake with Mom, Dad, Grace, Amy, Ben, and Nick, then to Mackinaw Island for a couple of days, and then to the Washington, D.C. area. we'll be back before the first weekend in august. if i come across some internet cafes, i'll see about doing a litte blogging while we're away.

it's funny, as much as i'm looking forward to being on vacation, i'm sure going to miss being at church. i met with Al, Cathy, and Steve (the people who are speaking the weekends we're away) yesterday, and they've got some awesome messages in the cooker. at least i'll be able to catch them on CD when i get back. then Ronni showed me the songs the worship team learned at rehearsal this week, songs that Manny and the team will be leading over the next couple of weeks. great tunes! can't wait to hear them. plus, compassion ministry is approaching 1 million lbs given away since it's inception 8 years ago, and preparations are in full swing for a celebration to give thanks to God for his faithfulness and allowing us to play. hopefully, i'll be able to be back before the actual milestone hits.

driving range

Colin and i went to the driving range last night. for the first time, he had the patience to learn how to properly hold the club, line up his feet, keep his head down, rotate his hips, etc. he sure is a natural...you can see the video by clicking on the picture below - i think it will play right within your browser (my first attempt at uploading a video from my cameraphone; we'll see how it goes):

wonder, part 11

Ronni and i were married 11 years ago today, in rockwood, mi. my dad performed the ceremony, and in his nervousness (which is funny, come to think of it, because i don't ever recall seeing him nervous before or since) forgot the whole "you may now kiss the bride part" and tried to send us off for the recessional. as the music began to play and people began to cheer, i turned around to him and asked, "don't i get to kiss her?" we all had a good laugh, Dad delivered the forgotten lines, and the rest is becoming history...

in honor of our 11th anniversary, and in light of the previous post, here's a poem i wrote for my bride a couple of years ago. it's entitled wonder. doesn't do her justice, not even close. nonetheless, here it is.

wonder
like a harvest moon
hanging in the heavens
filling my view

or a bright sunrise
(politely)
interrupting the clouds
dancing on the rain

you’re more than anyone expects
most of all me

wonder

watched the Milan fireworks from the backyard tonight...Elle got too tired to stay at the Livingstons where Ronni and Colin watched with the Brennans, the Grays, Amy Lozen, Brett and his kids, and of course the Livingstons. so while Elle slept, i watched and listened. it was cool to hear the whole city cheering when it was over...joy and approval in surround sound, most of it concentrated in the south, towards the river, but claps and whistles from every direction, rising up to the heavens. a beautiful night, too, the moon hanging majestically, serenely looking on. could have sworn i caught a hint of a smile on it's face.

when i came inside, i found this video. breathtaking, for me. then again, i'm a sucker for wonder.

one of those lists

currently reading:
simply christian, by N.T. Wright
a generous orthodoxy, by Brian McLaren
masters of chaos: a secret history of the special forces, by Linda Robinson
good to great, by Jim Collins
ephesians, by Paul

magazines in my bathroom:
wired
rollingstone
flying
leadership

most recent albums:
saeglopur, by Sigur Ros
dusk and summer, by Dashboard Confessional
everything glorious, by the Passion Worship Band
time without consequence, by Alexi Murdoch
walking it out, by Matt McCoy
under the iron sea, by Keane
this new day, by Embrace
all from you, by Vineyard UK
surprise, by Paul Simon

recent theater films:
superman returns
x3

on my shelf from intelliflix:
the exorcism of emily rose

recreation:
soccer
basketball
fifa world cup '06 (360)
table tennis (360)
foosball

devotional:
one year bible (NIV)
the divine hours: prayers for summertime (compiled by Phyllis Tickle)
paul for everyone, by Tom Wright

homepage:
http://www.marumushi.com/apps/newsmap/newsmap.cfm

poem:

the dove descending breaks the air
with flame of incandescent terror
of which the tongues declare
the one discharge from sin and error.
the only hope, or else despair
lies in the choice of pyre or pyre -
to be redeemed from fire by fire.

who then devised the torment? love.
love is the unfamiliar Name
behind the hands that wove
the intolerable shirt of flame
which human power cannot remove.
we only live, only suspire
consumed by either fire or fire.

T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding, IV

4th of July

technically, it's the 4th as i begin this post, but functionally it's still the 3rd for me, here at 12:58 a.m. big lightning storm going on outside, mixed with various local fireworks displays. strange combination, in that you have to wait for thunder (or the lack thereof) before you can tell what caused the curtains to glow.

played some foosball with Colin this morning, and then taught him to play the table tennis game on the xbox360. he was actually pretty decent at the table tennis; still a little too short to be very effective at foosball, though. then he and i went to IKEA to get a bookshelf and some lights. unbelieveably busy out there today, but we had a great time together listening to Bill Cosby CD's in the van as we drove. he loves helping me build stuff, so he handed me dowels and shelves and we assembled it this afternoon before my chiropractic appointment.

played some soccer out at the church fields with Ross, Mark, and Robert - mainly just practiced penalty kicks since there were only the 4 of us. then we came back to our house and played a little FIFA World Cup on the 360 before calling it a night.

in an interesting coincidence, Steve Yzerman (heart and soul of Detroit's professional hockey team, the Red Wings) announced his retirement today and Ben Wallace (heart and soul of Detroit's professional basketball team, the Pistons) announced he's leaving the Pistons and signing with the Bulls. Yzerman's glory won't fade in the city, that's for sure. but Big Ben's? hard to tell. too bad. remarkable how much boils down to finishing well. sure hope i do. by the grace of God.