Saturday, October 3, 2009
Parents weekend
so everyone is on their best behavior, and all the rooms are tidied up real nice. Its interesting the way we change how we act for peoples parents. My mom and dad are coming out to see me at noon. it should be interesting. My room set up is anything but common. Beds are lofted onto desks and book shelves, and my mattress doubles as a couch on the floor sorrounded by bean bags. This floor lounge is all illuminated by Christmas lights and band art work. all in all its pretty good. i'm a fan.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Its october
It's October! the leaves are mostly turned and the weather is cooling down. I love it. Fall is my favorite time of the year. I pulled a box of sweaters out of my closed today and am excited to start wearing them. I'm also working on finding a train that will get me to Chicago. It reminds me of John Foreman saying that home is a place you can still get to by train. I love that image. so hopefully the 16th ill be on my way to Chi Town to see Theresa and Tommy. I love those two.
Peace,
Zach
Peace,
Zach
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Initiation
It was the end of "Welcome Weekend".
Everone was on campus and classes had just started.
As part of the school year beginning everyone had a hall meeting.
Sitting there listening to the does and don'ts was as boring as youd expect.
As the half and hour meeting came to an end you could sense anticipation in the air.
From the freshmen it was anticipation to get back to studying or hanging out.
For the upper class men it was for Initiation.
"All right. so i think thats it then... its time" not the closing remarks for a meeting we expected.
after five seconds of silence and glances all around the hall all the upper class men jumped up and began letting out deep bellowing yells. it reminded me of a battle yell, the kind that between even the small number of men on our floor never seems to die down from that testosterone filled hum.
we were told to go and get a shirt and to bring nothing else. the freshmen were all hurried to their rooms by yells and shoving then quickly moved down the stairs. taken outside into the cool nite and lined up agains the back of the building.
"Hands against the wall!" we were commanded militantly. Then our extra shirts were taken and tied around our heads as blind folds. at any one time you were being commanded and yelled at by at least 3 different upperclas men so the best thing to do was to just stay with your hands against the wall. we were then all taken by the arms and run all around campus. Blind folded of course.
We were told we were out side of Girls dorms and then they made us sing im a little tea pot or twinkle twinkle little star in our highest voice possible. periodically we would be interupted and told to do push ups. This seemed more like boot camp than a Christian College.
after 15 min of running around blind folded doing rediculous things we were lead into the woods. you could feel the mulch of a path under your feet and the leaves of trees periodically brushing your arms or face. The one thought on my mind was... why the woods... nothing is back there except... the lake.
You knew we were all together because you could hear all the others around you. once we were assembled in a clearing we were all made to run in what fealt like a circle. someone grabbed my shoulder and escorted me away from the circle after about 3 min. i could hear 3 or four people around me but i could also hear that we were headed farther and farther from the group.
"ok now careful.. step up." the wood undr my feet. . could it be the dock?... would they relly do that. "ok .. ok.. step foreward carefully." i could sense mor people here. "now theres a chair behind you. sit down slowly" when i sat the chair was not sitting flat. i could feel two people behind me already holding the chiair. There was anothe person by my left leg.. he grabbed the chair. you could sence that they were getting their grip to lift the chair. my only question was to where. was it just to be lifted and carried around or lifted and then dumped with me into the cold lake. "put your legs out straight... tighten your abs. good legs straight!"i was directed..the man who had been guiding me set his hand under the right leg of the chair and then the question i was waiting for " do you have anyting electronic with you?"
before I could answere they began count down ... One! Two! THREE!!!
in that instant they ripped of my blind fold and...
before me sat an upperclass man who took gentle hold of my foot and dipped it into a bowl of warm water. another man began to read
"Jesus got up from the meal, took off his outer clothing, and wrapped a towel around his waist. After that, he poured water into a basin and began to wash his disciples' feet, drying them with the towel that was wrapped around him."
My breath was taken away.. they washed my feet and as soon as this simple, beautiful, servant action was done. there was a line of men ready to embrace me and say "welcome to Foso".
Everone was on campus and classes had just started.
As part of the school year beginning everyone had a hall meeting.
Sitting there listening to the does and don'ts was as boring as youd expect.
As the half and hour meeting came to an end you could sense anticipation in the air.
From the freshmen it was anticipation to get back to studying or hanging out.
For the upper class men it was for Initiation.
"All right. so i think thats it then... its time" not the closing remarks for a meeting we expected.
after five seconds of silence and glances all around the hall all the upper class men jumped up and began letting out deep bellowing yells. it reminded me of a battle yell, the kind that between even the small number of men on our floor never seems to die down from that testosterone filled hum.
we were told to go and get a shirt and to bring nothing else. the freshmen were all hurried to their rooms by yells and shoving then quickly moved down the stairs. taken outside into the cool nite and lined up agains the back of the building.
"Hands against the wall!" we were commanded militantly. Then our extra shirts were taken and tied around our heads as blind folds. at any one time you were being commanded and yelled at by at least 3 different upperclas men so the best thing to do was to just stay with your hands against the wall. we were then all taken by the arms and run all around campus. Blind folded of course.
We were told we were out side of Girls dorms and then they made us sing im a little tea pot or twinkle twinkle little star in our highest voice possible. periodically we would be interupted and told to do push ups. This seemed more like boot camp than a Christian College.
after 15 min of running around blind folded doing rediculous things we were lead into the woods. you could feel the mulch of a path under your feet and the leaves of trees periodically brushing your arms or face. The one thought on my mind was... why the woods... nothing is back there except... the lake.
You knew we were all together because you could hear all the others around you. once we were assembled in a clearing we were all made to run in what fealt like a circle. someone grabbed my shoulder and escorted me away from the circle after about 3 min. i could hear 3 or four people around me but i could also hear that we were headed farther and farther from the group.
"ok now careful.. step up." the wood undr my feet. . could it be the dock?... would they relly do that. "ok .. ok.. step foreward carefully." i could sense mor people here. "now theres a chair behind you. sit down slowly" when i sat the chair was not sitting flat. i could feel two people behind me already holding the chiair. There was anothe person by my left leg.. he grabbed the chair. you could sence that they were getting their grip to lift the chair. my only question was to where. was it just to be lifted and carried around or lifted and then dumped with me into the cold lake. "put your legs out straight... tighten your abs. good legs straight!"i was directed..the man who had been guiding me set his hand under the right leg of the chair and then the question i was waiting for " do you have anyting electronic with you?"
before I could answere they began count down ... One! Two! THREE!!!
in that instant they ripped of my blind fold and...
before me sat an upperclass man who took gentle hold of my foot and dipped it into a bowl of warm water. another man began to read
"Jesus got up from the meal, took off his outer clothing, and wrapped a towel around his waist. After that, he poured water into a basin and began to wash his disciples' feet, drying them with the towel that was wrapped around him."
My breath was taken away.. they washed my feet and as soon as this simple, beautiful, servant action was done. there was a line of men ready to embrace me and say "welcome to Foso".
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
lazer lights
Through the chaotic sounds and the blinding flashes of light there should be a message.
when we started the band there was supposed to be a message. we were promoting something different. a good time you didnt have to feel bad about or hide. a cleaner brand of rock-n-roll. an unconventional way to fellowship.
the band has been a different thing to many different people. alot of Latrobe is part of the band. their attendance and suport made us who we are on the music scene... or did they.
Certainly they were a big part. but the bigger part is the one who brought us all together. the master planer himself. That one night after worship band practice developed into so much. But we cant forget that. We cant allow our selves to become all noise and lazer lights. theres a message there. that we need to share. We need to live it. To sing it. To scream it into every microphone we come across.
The message is that no matter how big or small your talents are God, a true living God, will guide you to use them for his glory. That you are a sinner. in need of a savior. and the time is now. right now... to start living like it matters. Because to Him... you do matter.
when we started the band there was supposed to be a message. we were promoting something different. a good time you didnt have to feel bad about or hide. a cleaner brand of rock-n-roll. an unconventional way to fellowship.
the band has been a different thing to many different people. alot of Latrobe is part of the band. their attendance and suport made us who we are on the music scene... or did they.
Certainly they were a big part. but the bigger part is the one who brought us all together. the master planer himself. That one night after worship band practice developed into so much. But we cant forget that. We cant allow our selves to become all noise and lazer lights. theres a message there. that we need to share. We need to live it. To sing it. To scream it into every microphone we come across.
The message is that no matter how big or small your talents are God, a true living God, will guide you to use them for his glory. That you are a sinner. in need of a savior. and the time is now. right now... to start living like it matters. Because to Him... you do matter.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
New = Normal
So its off to taylor university in just three days. Its a new chapter in life and a new adventure. im excited for the challenge and the freedom. ive never been so excited about studying, or networking. Im used to being the new kid. but this time... everyone is the new kid. Since new is normal for me... life is good :P.
God has blessed me with this oppertunity and Im excited to see whats instore further down the road.
God has blessed me with this oppertunity and Im excited to see whats instore further down the road.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Cram!
so my time here at cram has been intense. well busy at best. yesterday i woke up at 630. i showered, ate breakfast. went to class by 8. 3 hours whent bye... I had an hour break so i used it to start a paper. Ate lunch and was at my second class by 1. Class got out at 230. i came back and wrote a paper about speaking intongyes until 5 (dinner). after dinner i came back and had a talk with a friend of mine. one of my pas (personel assisistants). then we had a group meeting and then i came home and wrote some more until 11. i got in a wrestling match and got turned into a pritzle. then i finished a take home test at 200 am. woke up this morning at 630. its been like this all the time.. im very tired.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Its been a while
It's been a while Since I could hold my head up high
its a stained song. and ive got to tell you ive fealt a litle staind lately.
Kentucky changed me
im sooo ready for a new chapter in my life.
now Im at cram... 3 weeks at taylor university.
I can finally hold my head up high!
Grace and Peace
Zach
its a stained song. and ive got to tell you ive fealt a litle staind lately.
Kentucky changed me
im sooo ready for a new chapter in my life.
now Im at cram... 3 weeks at taylor university.
I can finally hold my head up high!
Grace and Peace
Zach
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