By the way, there is a personal post from today under this, so do not miss that!
So this was a book I read for my Intro to Islam class. Though these grading scales don't mean much, here is my quick evaluation of the book.
Overall - C
Ability to Hold Interest – B
Theology – B
Reliability – B
Useful – C-
This book is an interesting one to review. I did not find this book greatly valuable. I will explain why. The entire purpose of the book is to explain the lives of Muslim women and, as the book is subtitled, for "Building Bridges with Muslim Women." However, the book lacks focus. The writer states in the introduction that their aim of the book is: "To educate about important parts of Muslim women's lives. To elucidate some missions strategies. To offer examples. And to encourage." Here lies my issues with this book; by having so many aims for the book, it seems to not really satisfy any of them. The book is a little scatter-brained in purpose for me.
Way too much of this book seems to be explaining things about Muslim women that are true of all people. For example, chapter two is called "Every Woman Is an Exception," and it explains all the different types of Muslim women. There are poor Muslim women, successful Muslim women, devout Muslim women, and apathetic Muslim women. Do we need to elaborate on this? By being part of humanity, much of this is logic, and I feel the time could be spent better. I would say a good half of this book is comprised of stories of Muslim women coming to faith in the Lord. This is really interesting and encouraging, but I don't feel like it is completely the most important thing. I will explain later.
Chapter 4 has the same issues I explained about the fact that it explains things that should be obvious. With titles like "Muslim Women are Created in the Image of God," "Muslim-Background Women are Redeemed by Christ," and "Muslim-Background Women Can be Empowered by the Holy Spirit," as well as others, I feel like these things would be utterly obvious to any Christian, unless that Christian is completely discriminatory against Muslims and doesn't think they are people.
Some sections were very useful, however. Chapter 6, entitled "Family: Sex, Singles, Husbands, Children" was incredibly interesting and informative on Muslim views of family and sexuality, as well as the impacts these views have on them and their spiritual lives. For example, because of their views of purity in prayer and fasting, Muslim women can never get as close to God because they cannot fast during childbearing, menstruation, etc. In a works based system, they cannot spend as much time in prayer and fasting as a man is capable. There are a lot of interesting facts like that in this chapter than can paint a picture that is not obvious or just pure logic.
Chapter 10 was also enlightening about our impact on Muslim cultures, how we should try and build up and invest in their economies and help poor Muslims turn around their society. It talks about setting up banks that microloan out money and help Muslims start business with having a reasonable interest rate (not possible for them anywhere else). This was creative and I believed a great solution to helping the poor. Understanding economics, just giving handouts or doing things for people will never help them. Poverty can be cured in these situations with a combination of compassion and evoking hard work in people. This really resonated with my recently increasing interest in social-justice.
In the end, my evaluation of this book is interesting. There is nothing major that I disagree about in the book. However, is it the best use of your reading time? Not really. If you read chapter 6 and 10 (as I stated above) you would be fine. If you want some encouragement, you can read any or all of the chapters filled with stories on conversion. However, unless you read a few books a month, you would be better off spending your time reading the Qur'an itself, of Islamic theology books, or at least demographical studies on different groups of Muslims. The book was just so general in that when it gave the story different Muslim women to paint for the reader a picture of how Muslim women are, I feel like it fell short. Combine those stories with statistics and better analysis! Regardless, if you are looking to work with Muslims or want to start witnessing to some Muslims at you work or in your family, this book could be somewhat useful, but there are much more useful books.
Final Conlusion: Read only if you are going to read several books on Muslim people and culture, and only if you read a lot of books. There are more useful resources on this topic. Or, just read chapters 6 and 10.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
No Creativity
Sorry, I have no creative title. So it has been over two weeks since I have updated this. I am sorry about that. Its not that I haven't had the time, its just motivation I lack.
Anyways, so my last post was about as emo and as dreary as it gets. Sorry about that. So recently I went home to NOVA for like 8 days or so. It was nice being home. I got to lead worship twice, which I still miss. The coolest thing I did was terror maze on Wednesday and Friday night. Terror Maze is an outreach where students come from all over the area and go through a haunted house type maze with some cool stuff. At the end, in small groups, the students see a Gospel based video clip and then have the Gospel explained to them. My roll was crazy. There was a larg chain link fence with a car battery hooked up to it and I would take on of the ends of the jumper cables and scrape it across the fence (creating tons of sparks) and screaming in my crazy costume while the group passed by. They were almost always suprised and scared, as it was really dark and really suprising. It was also really dangerous, and I burned myself a few times the first night, but oh well. It was cool. Over 100 kids made first time decisions (I don't like using that wording but whatever, you know what I mean). It was awesome and the Lord really used it.
I had some issues with people back home and some drama, but I don't really care to elaborate. In some ways I realize I have been really immature the past few months and I dunno. I am just growing a lot and that is kind of hard, but its cool. By the way, my drives were miserable, as both times I drove through the night and didn't get in until 6am. Really stupid and dangerous, but it worked out. Didn't have much of an option considering I was leading worship and all both Sundays and that dictated the times I left a lot.
So I got my midterm back from Archaelogy. I thought I failed it, but I got a C. I have never been happy to see a C, except this time, because I do not have to drop that class now. The professor said he was impressed in how well I did considering my lack of preparation and that I would easily pull off a B+ for the course. That was amazing news to me.
Today I just cleaned all day and had dinner with my roomate Brad and some other guys at our house. I wish I could do something crazy for Halloween, but I guess I am not a kid anymore (I did go trick-or-treating at 20 at college haha).
Anyways, I really just wanna focus on my academics and improving my relationship with the Lord. I went to dinner with Dale one night while I was home and it was so encouraging. He was just telling me that is academics or Boston or anything is keeping me from the Lord than put that away and focus on the Lord. I feel like no matter how many great brains I study under, Dale's voice will always be in the back of my head saying "seek Christ." I know a lot of people smarter than him, but not many if any that are wiser. His Christ-centeredness is amazing. I love that guy.
Anyways, thats it for now. I am going to post a book review now so I don't wanna waste much more time. Peace out kids!
Anyways, so my last post was about as emo and as dreary as it gets. Sorry about that. So recently I went home to NOVA for like 8 days or so. It was nice being home. I got to lead worship twice, which I still miss. The coolest thing I did was terror maze on Wednesday and Friday night. Terror Maze is an outreach where students come from all over the area and go through a haunted house type maze with some cool stuff. At the end, in small groups, the students see a Gospel based video clip and then have the Gospel explained to them. My roll was crazy. There was a larg chain link fence with a car battery hooked up to it and I would take on of the ends of the jumper cables and scrape it across the fence (creating tons of sparks) and screaming in my crazy costume while the group passed by. They were almost always suprised and scared, as it was really dark and really suprising. It was also really dangerous, and I burned myself a few times the first night, but oh well. It was cool. Over 100 kids made first time decisions (I don't like using that wording but whatever, you know what I mean). It was awesome and the Lord really used it.
I had some issues with people back home and some drama, but I don't really care to elaborate. In some ways I realize I have been really immature the past few months and I dunno. I am just growing a lot and that is kind of hard, but its cool. By the way, my drives were miserable, as both times I drove through the night and didn't get in until 6am. Really stupid and dangerous, but it worked out. Didn't have much of an option considering I was leading worship and all both Sundays and that dictated the times I left a lot.
So I got my midterm back from Archaelogy. I thought I failed it, but I got a C. I have never been happy to see a C, except this time, because I do not have to drop that class now. The professor said he was impressed in how well I did considering my lack of preparation and that I would easily pull off a B+ for the course. That was amazing news to me.
Today I just cleaned all day and had dinner with my roomate Brad and some other guys at our house. I wish I could do something crazy for Halloween, but I guess I am not a kid anymore (I did go trick-or-treating at 20 at college haha).
Anyways, I really just wanna focus on my academics and improving my relationship with the Lord. I went to dinner with Dale one night while I was home and it was so encouraging. He was just telling me that is academics or Boston or anything is keeping me from the Lord than put that away and focus on the Lord. I feel like no matter how many great brains I study under, Dale's voice will always be in the back of my head saying "seek Christ." I know a lot of people smarter than him, but not many if any that are wiser. His Christ-centeredness is amazing. I love that guy.
Anyways, thats it for now. I am going to post a book review now so I don't wanna waste much more time. Peace out kids!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
The Business of Misery
Ok, so it has been a week, so I will update this blog (however, I feel this blog becoming increasingly worthless a it is half-journal, but not since I can't say a lot of personal things, and half me ranting - it brings very little value and maybe I need more theological encouragment type content). Anyways, I was thinking of whether or not to write this blog because it was be read poorly and result in cliche advice I do not care to hear. Regardless, here I go.
I have decided I don't like Boston. I am miserable here. Not like POW camp, tortured miserable, or depressed crying at night miserable, but out of place, feeling empty and pointless miserable. I don't understand why I am here right now. For one, the acadmic rigors here are overwhelming me. I have been reading like 10 hours a day the past three days for this midterm (which God graciously gave me more time for since I didn't know its date until the day before, which I am very thankful for), and the content is meaningless archaelogy. I somehow didn't know there was a final Monday until I was told in an email Sunday afternoon, and I had a melt down. Like, mentally, something in my broke. After reading for like 12 hours, I laid in bed for a quick hour nap and my mind raced with actual considerations of going home, maybe working for the Rock for awhile, probably the only place I have really felt at home at. I was thinking about whether or not I really am meant to be an academic. I will continue on that in a minute.
I am a social creature and it is hard being somewhere where I do not have a social life. I know some people and have friends, but it isn't the same as home yet and I have yet to feel like I belong here at all. As for the acadmic part, I told Kristen its like a professional athlete. In high school he is a start, in college he is great, and then he goes to the pros and everyone else is great or better and he is just another bench player. I feel like that is how I will end up in academia. Is this really God's call for my life? Or is it my resitance to full-time vocational ministry? Have I taken the wrong path to come here? Is this God's way of telling me this isn't what he wants for me? Am I just burning out because of lack of reliance on Him (true regardless)? There are like 800 questions in my head. Where did the idea of being a professor even come from? I have never taught. Just because I am good at school doesn't make me an academic. I don't know if another 6 years of this or so is worth it.
At the same time was I supposed to settle? Should I have stayed at Liberty where I was comfortable and having fun and gotten a degree that I would have already had by now. There seems to be something said that I am trying something new. I know far too many people who stay at home for their whole lives or take the easy route. Maybe the road to excellence is paved in frustration and tears because I am stretching myself and my abilities and not settling. I can't just stay will challenges I know I can breeze through.
That said, I miss MBC the most. I miss ministry. I miss church and community. In talking with people about God here or sitting in class for some reason I still sense godlessness. I think that is a New England thing and not a "me being in a new place" thing because I don't feel like I felt this way at Liberty when I was knew there. I need to get plugged into a church here asap and I need to start making time in my thousands of pages of reading to seek the Lord. I am sure that is a majority of this issue. Still then, I don't like it here.
Midterm is tommorrow. Still reading about pots and steles and buildings and languages. Its boring as crap, and worst off, isn't really being used as Biblical archaelogy, just archaelogy of the Near East. The only reason I care about these things is enlightenment in the word, which I am not getting from this stupid class. Alas.
Again, as you read this, understand I am just being honest. Rain makes sunny days look better. All that crap. I know things will get better, and I hope I use this to really rely on the Lord. Regardless, I really hope those better days come soon.
I have decided I don't like Boston. I am miserable here. Not like POW camp, tortured miserable, or depressed crying at night miserable, but out of place, feeling empty and pointless miserable. I don't understand why I am here right now. For one, the acadmic rigors here are overwhelming me. I have been reading like 10 hours a day the past three days for this midterm (which God graciously gave me more time for since I didn't know its date until the day before, which I am very thankful for), and the content is meaningless archaelogy. I somehow didn't know there was a final Monday until I was told in an email Sunday afternoon, and I had a melt down. Like, mentally, something in my broke. After reading for like 12 hours, I laid in bed for a quick hour nap and my mind raced with actual considerations of going home, maybe working for the Rock for awhile, probably the only place I have really felt at home at. I was thinking about whether or not I really am meant to be an academic. I will continue on that in a minute.
I am a social creature and it is hard being somewhere where I do not have a social life. I know some people and have friends, but it isn't the same as home yet and I have yet to feel like I belong here at all. As for the acadmic part, I told Kristen its like a professional athlete. In high school he is a start, in college he is great, and then he goes to the pros and everyone else is great or better and he is just another bench player. I feel like that is how I will end up in academia. Is this really God's call for my life? Or is it my resitance to full-time vocational ministry? Have I taken the wrong path to come here? Is this God's way of telling me this isn't what he wants for me? Am I just burning out because of lack of reliance on Him (true regardless)? There are like 800 questions in my head. Where did the idea of being a professor even come from? I have never taught. Just because I am good at school doesn't make me an academic. I don't know if another 6 years of this or so is worth it.
At the same time was I supposed to settle? Should I have stayed at Liberty where I was comfortable and having fun and gotten a degree that I would have already had by now. There seems to be something said that I am trying something new. I know far too many people who stay at home for their whole lives or take the easy route. Maybe the road to excellence is paved in frustration and tears because I am stretching myself and my abilities and not settling. I can't just stay will challenges I know I can breeze through.
That said, I miss MBC the most. I miss ministry. I miss church and community. In talking with people about God here or sitting in class for some reason I still sense godlessness. I think that is a New England thing and not a "me being in a new place" thing because I don't feel like I felt this way at Liberty when I was knew there. I need to get plugged into a church here asap and I need to start making time in my thousands of pages of reading to seek the Lord. I am sure that is a majority of this issue. Still then, I don't like it here.
Midterm is tommorrow. Still reading about pots and steles and buildings and languages. Its boring as crap, and worst off, isn't really being used as Biblical archaelogy, just archaelogy of the Near East. The only reason I care about these things is enlightenment in the word, which I am not getting from this stupid class. Alas.
Again, as you read this, understand I am just being honest. Rain makes sunny days look better. All that crap. I know things will get better, and I hope I use this to really rely on the Lord. Regardless, I really hope those better days come soon.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
I'm Not an Actor
Lots of thoughts in my head right now. Just went out to wings with my roomate and some guys. I guess I have been feeling really challenged by the people up here in the Boston area. The Christians are unlike any I've ever met in my limited 7 or 8 years as a Christian. They think a lot. Many of them are intellectuals (grad school does that to you). They question. They think out what they believe and say. They don't follow the normal stream of conservatism I have always encountered. Much like the hippies, this has challenged me.
Tonight I was talking for awhile with a guy named Brian. He is married, 25, and is curently in grad school pursuing his masters in psychology and is doing clinical hours and will go on to his PhD in that field. We talked at nights end about the fact that he is wrestling with inerrancy and interpretation of Scripture. We talked at length about homosexuality and his friends who are practicing lesbians who live together but are believers. He is wrestling with a lot. A lot of people here are. My roomate Dave was telling me about how he was wrestling about Protestantism and considering converting to Catholicism awhile ago. The people at the hookah place question the existance of objectivity and God in general.
Now I know what any conservative believer reading this is thinking: oh no, liberalism is causing John to question his beliefs. No. That is not true. Nothing I believe has really changed, although I feel God is opening me up to a conviction of more socio-economic issues and poverty that I haven't had. No, I am not question my faith, innerancy, Protestantism. Heck, I am not even questioning Calvinism. It is just refreshing to be around believers who are open and honest about these issues. About their faith. They are wrestling with life, many of them in intimacy with the Lord and going to Him with their questions.
I guess the Christianity I have been exposed to so often seems to scripted. If someone came up to me after a service at MBC and talked about these issues, it wouldn't be a huge deal, but it would clearly be out of the ordinary. I think in DC most people at MBC are so consumed with their own jobs and life they don't care that much about some of those issues. If they talked to me about it at Liberty, they would me labeled as liberals and heretics. What I find rediculous is that we all have our answers to all these questions, scripted in a lot of ways by our apologetic arguements, but deep down many of us wrestle with the issues of God's sovereignty and AIDS and the evils of this world. I think in the end, it comes down to two facts. Most of the Christians I have met are too consumed in their white, middle-class American lives to even care about some of the deep issues, or they are too scared to speak up around conservative believers who can be very judgmental.
In the end, I still obviously argued tonight with him for innerancy and against all of our rediculous sinfulness. But I appreciated his honesty and willingness to have converse with another believer about something. I am tired of groups of Christians where we have to act like we are all doing well and are happy. At Liberty, my prayer groups were so forced. No one in those groups cared about what was going on with other believers there. We pretended to. Maybe we even prayed down lists of those people's requests. But we didn't share any of ourselves. And we certainly didn't question anything. We all read our lines and the play was over. I just hope to develop relationships that are more genuine than that. Hope this communicated itself alright. In the end, I have a lot of thinking to do.
Tonight I was talking for awhile with a guy named Brian. He is married, 25, and is curently in grad school pursuing his masters in psychology and is doing clinical hours and will go on to his PhD in that field. We talked at nights end about the fact that he is wrestling with inerrancy and interpretation of Scripture. We talked at length about homosexuality and his friends who are practicing lesbians who live together but are believers. He is wrestling with a lot. A lot of people here are. My roomate Dave was telling me about how he was wrestling about Protestantism and considering converting to Catholicism awhile ago. The people at the hookah place question the existance of objectivity and God in general.
Now I know what any conservative believer reading this is thinking: oh no, liberalism is causing John to question his beliefs. No. That is not true. Nothing I believe has really changed, although I feel God is opening me up to a conviction of more socio-economic issues and poverty that I haven't had. No, I am not question my faith, innerancy, Protestantism. Heck, I am not even questioning Calvinism. It is just refreshing to be around believers who are open and honest about these issues. About their faith. They are wrestling with life, many of them in intimacy with the Lord and going to Him with their questions.
I guess the Christianity I have been exposed to so often seems to scripted. If someone came up to me after a service at MBC and talked about these issues, it wouldn't be a huge deal, but it would clearly be out of the ordinary. I think in DC most people at MBC are so consumed with their own jobs and life they don't care that much about some of those issues. If they talked to me about it at Liberty, they would me labeled as liberals and heretics. What I find rediculous is that we all have our answers to all these questions, scripted in a lot of ways by our apologetic arguements, but deep down many of us wrestle with the issues of God's sovereignty and AIDS and the evils of this world. I think in the end, it comes down to two facts. Most of the Christians I have met are too consumed in their white, middle-class American lives to even care about some of the deep issues, or they are too scared to speak up around conservative believers who can be very judgmental.
In the end, I still obviously argued tonight with him for innerancy and against all of our rediculous sinfulness. But I appreciated his honesty and willingness to have converse with another believer about something. I am tired of groups of Christians where we have to act like we are all doing well and are happy. At Liberty, my prayer groups were so forced. No one in those groups cared about what was going on with other believers there. We pretended to. Maybe we even prayed down lists of those people's requests. But we didn't share any of ourselves. And we certainly didn't question anything. We all read our lines and the play was over. I just hope to develop relationships that are more genuine than that. Hope this communicated itself alright. In the end, I have a lot of thinking to do.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Weddings and Coffee
I haven't blogged in awhile. My life isn't exactly a thrill a second, so I don't feel like most of these posts are of much value, but nonetheless here is my update.
This past weekend was pretty cool. On Thursday I picked up Flynn at the airport (which means me driving around downtown). It was really good seeing him. We went to Baja (my first experience), where I got him to buy me lunch for my bday/picking him up and then we went to my place. JR and all the other guys picked us up and we headed back to downtown for the Redsox game. JR bought us all Red Sox shirts for the game with a player that plays the position that we play in softball, and he picked Matsuzaka for me. The shirt was a youth large...so it was a good thing i lost 20 pounds ha! Anyways, so the game was fun. I don't know if Fenway is quite the "experience" everyone says it is. No baseball game is as exciting as a pro or college football game. And the stadium isn't as nice as Camden. But the fans are very intense so it was good. They lost 5-4, but had the bases loaded in the bottom of the 9th and it started raining like crazy. It was cool. Some girls were spitting some g at me kinda, so that was fun. There are some funny videos of me going nuts at the game, and me going on top of someone's shoulders didn't make the security guard very happy.
Then we went out to a bar and got some beers and toasted to JR's getting married, but weren't there long (the best man, Wasil, kinda rushed us out; we were there maybe 15 minutes). Then we went up to Maine and to the cabin we were staying in and went in the hot tub and chilled. I walked througout the house completely nude, which was funny considering there were like 2 people I had never met there. I'm crazy.
The next day was the rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner, which involved us eating lobsters at a beautiful lighthouse in Maine. This area was like a postcard; it was just gorgeous. The lobsters were interesting because they were full lobsters and that stuff can kind of gross me out, but they were good. Then the guys went to the beach and chilled and talked and did guy things for JR's last night of freedom.
The wedding was beautiful. JR was crying before it started, during it, etc. Bre was gorgeous and you could see all of her teeth the whole time. My hair was all over the place and I was worried I looked like a fool, but I refuse to get a haircut so there. The reception was a blast. I danced a bunch, which I normally hate but there were some cuties and what else am I supposed to do? I was so proud of JR and Bre. I was living with JR when they started dating, and they are perfect together. He will certainly cherish her and love her the rest of their lives, and her him. They are awesome.
It was great seeing everyone. I was kind of a jerk at times on the trip, and I feel bad about that. I was just on edge for some reason at times. Regardless, it was a relief seeing so many people I love and miss. It also sucks cause I don't have that here yet and I want to. Time will bring it.
This week, I started work. It is nice having income again, and though I thought I missed working, its not the greatest. But my new store seems cool, and it is way less busy and stressful as the one in DC. What sucks is that I wanted to come home next week during reading week, but I have already been given a schedule and now I don't think I can. I will see what I can do I guess. Not sure yet.
Tuesday night we had game night, which was fun. Apples to apples is always a great game. Except I dominated last time and sucked this time.
I just finished Malcolm X. I'll try and post a book review sometime. It was a really good book. Weird reading about life from such a different perspective (black, muslim, mid 20th century). A lot learned, though. Oh, I talked to Hannah on the phone tonight for the first time since I moved up here (so over a month, since like August). It was good. I didn't really pry into her life and really said nothing of the whole boyfriend thing or anything else. I knew that wansn't my place, and just wanted to know how she was doing. I miss her friendship, so it was good to catch up some.
Life brings me Systematic Theology in the morning, and I havent been to class in awhile because of the wedding and such. I am still worried about the work load and such, and wonder if staying here and working during reading week wouldn't be the worst idea. Anyways, I will keep this up to date. Have a good life!
This past weekend was pretty cool. On Thursday I picked up Flynn at the airport (which means me driving around downtown). It was really good seeing him. We went to Baja (my first experience), where I got him to buy me lunch for my bday/picking him up and then we went to my place. JR and all the other guys picked us up and we headed back to downtown for the Redsox game. JR bought us all Red Sox shirts for the game with a player that plays the position that we play in softball, and he picked Matsuzaka for me. The shirt was a youth large...so it was a good thing i lost 20 pounds ha! Anyways, so the game was fun. I don't know if Fenway is quite the "experience" everyone says it is. No baseball game is as exciting as a pro or college football game. And the stadium isn't as nice as Camden. But the fans are very intense so it was good. They lost 5-4, but had the bases loaded in the bottom of the 9th and it started raining like crazy. It was cool. Some girls were spitting some g at me kinda, so that was fun. There are some funny videos of me going nuts at the game, and me going on top of someone's shoulders didn't make the security guard very happy.
Then we went out to a bar and got some beers and toasted to JR's getting married, but weren't there long (the best man, Wasil, kinda rushed us out; we were there maybe 15 minutes). Then we went up to Maine and to the cabin we were staying in and went in the hot tub and chilled. I walked througout the house completely nude, which was funny considering there were like 2 people I had never met there. I'm crazy.
The next day was the rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner, which involved us eating lobsters at a beautiful lighthouse in Maine. This area was like a postcard; it was just gorgeous. The lobsters were interesting because they were full lobsters and that stuff can kind of gross me out, but they were good. Then the guys went to the beach and chilled and talked and did guy things for JR's last night of freedom.
The wedding was beautiful. JR was crying before it started, during it, etc. Bre was gorgeous and you could see all of her teeth the whole time. My hair was all over the place and I was worried I looked like a fool, but I refuse to get a haircut so there. The reception was a blast. I danced a bunch, which I normally hate but there were some cuties and what else am I supposed to do? I was so proud of JR and Bre. I was living with JR when they started dating, and they are perfect together. He will certainly cherish her and love her the rest of their lives, and her him. They are awesome.
It was great seeing everyone. I was kind of a jerk at times on the trip, and I feel bad about that. I was just on edge for some reason at times. Regardless, it was a relief seeing so many people I love and miss. It also sucks cause I don't have that here yet and I want to. Time will bring it.
This week, I started work. It is nice having income again, and though I thought I missed working, its not the greatest. But my new store seems cool, and it is way less busy and stressful as the one in DC. What sucks is that I wanted to come home next week during reading week, but I have already been given a schedule and now I don't think I can. I will see what I can do I guess. Not sure yet.
Tuesday night we had game night, which was fun. Apples to apples is always a great game. Except I dominated last time and sucked this time.
I just finished Malcolm X. I'll try and post a book review sometime. It was a really good book. Weird reading about life from such a different perspective (black, muslim, mid 20th century). A lot learned, though. Oh, I talked to Hannah on the phone tonight for the first time since I moved up here (so over a month, since like August). It was good. I didn't really pry into her life and really said nothing of the whole boyfriend thing or anything else. I knew that wansn't my place, and just wanted to know how she was doing. I miss her friendship, so it was good to catch up some.
Life brings me Systematic Theology in the morning, and I havent been to class in awhile because of the wedding and such. I am still worried about the work load and such, and wonder if staying here and working during reading week wouldn't be the worst idea. Anyways, I will keep this up to date. Have a good life!
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