Tuesday, July 31, 2007
I remember dealing with a HUGE "Christian" bookclub once that tried to bill me for books I never ordered, nor received. When treated like a lying con man by their customer service department, and informed that collection action would be taken against me, I fired off a hand written letter to their corporate offices reminding them that they bill themselves as Christians, and the honorable thing to do in my case, since I certainly was not lying about the books I never ordered or received, was to cancel the bill and write it off as a loss. Of course I didn't have proof I didn't have the books (how can you prove that?) but I informed them that on my word as a follower of Christ, I did not order or have them - nor did I want them.
When I say this company is huge, I do mean huge, and being that big you know they make the kind of money in a year that many folks would gasp at, and they wanted to make my life miserable for a lost shipment of books totalling less than $60 bucks. As it turned out, a very apologetic customer svc. rep called me back in a couple of weeks (after the letter went out) and informed me that the bill was cancelled in full. I can only assume that at least for a moment, the first customer svc. rep forgot they were a Christian company, and was just acting on behalf of a big business - and doing business as usual. I'm pretty sure that's what $$$ does to people, but I wouldn't know for sure, since He's made sure I've never had enoug of it to find out. Now then... back to my venting friend:
After he blew his stack about Christian t-shirt companies & asked my opinion, then I asked him if he knew of my store Reflections. He didn't, and interestingly enough after he visited the link, he no longer had a word to say about Christian t-shirts. I can only guess he thought he'd stuck his foot in his mouth (and he did, but I didn't tell him that) and wanted to drop it. He made the mistake of lumping folks like me, in with folks that ARE in it for the money by selling the most outlandish nonsense you can think of at the premium price. There's a huge difference, I assure you.
• See that store banner at the top of the blog? Well, that buy 3 get 1 free offer is over at 11:59 pm Wednesday August 1st. So... if you wanted to get in on this deal, you have until midnight tomorrow to do that.
• I’m not sure what it was recently, but someone said something that made me a little sad about the idea that summer is almost over. While we’ll technically have another couple of months of nice weather here in Southern Ontario (it doesn’t normally start getting chilly until around the end of September), summer vacation will be over in 5 weeks from today. I don’t like that idea!
While I do look forward to this school year (primarily because it’s Jessica’s last year and Ruth’s first year), I was sort of hoping we could do the tablecloth trick with time, and shuffle it just a bit so that 5 weeks turns into 10 weeks. Obviously this is not possible, but one can dream, can’t one?
I got to thinking about seasons, and how I feel about them. For some odd reason, they remind me of people.
Spring is like holding and admiring someone’s newborn baby. Delicate and brand new, it’s lovely to behold, has a pleasant smell that makes you feel good, but it isn’t yours to keep and soon you have to say goodbye to it.
Summer is that witty and clever friend that always makes you giggle like a pudgy kid at an all you can eat buffet, no matter what kind of mood you’re in. You love it when you realize it’s coming, and feel sad to say goodbye.
Fall reminds me of that oh-so-special friend that always has the right words to say, encourages your heart and sends you notes in the mail just because. It’s always hard to see fall go.
Winter is that lunatic friend you have that you love to death and also drives you batty half the time. There are so many great things about winter, but for all the great things there are also extremes in the opposite direction and you sometimes just want to scream.
As I sat and thought about this, I realized that much to my active state of denial, I’m getting old. I never used to think of winter this way, and now I almost dread it coming as much as I dread the dentist. Those who know me well, will tell you that I’m fairly convinced dentists were one of the plagues in Egypt.
The older I get, the more I understand why elderly people move to Florida or Arizona, and away from the bitter cold winters of Canada.
Monday, July 30, 2007
Next year... he's going down. If I have to trip him, he is going down. Oh yes.
To tell a joke and hear no one laugh
Make a fine point and silence fills your ears
You see yourself walking away, and she can’t hear you calling her back
She didn’t hear because you didn’t call
You’re sure you did, you’re sure you thought it hard enough
What you say matters only in the recesses of your mind
Reordering thoughts – clearing away randomness
Making things matter on the inside
Business as usual on the outside
Voiceless you in a deafening sea of silence
It’s not supposed to matter
And yet it does
Someday it wont
I never said I was a poet, but there's a weird one for ya.
Time to go home. :-( After an early morning coffee down at the water
Then an early morning swim for Rachel
We were all packed up and saying our goodbyes at 9:45 am.
We're sure going to miss this place!
Of course there was the obligatory pre-highway Tim Hortons run where in-van photography is always a hit:
and then we were headed for home. We had a perfectly uneventful trip home, and made a stop at The Big Apple (which is exactly what it sounds like, a great big apple on the side of the highway) and Kev broke down and bought a pie. You know, if there were a village filled with people like Kev, you could use pie as your secret weapon and take down the village in a matter of moments. You wouldn't even need forks.
Anyway, it was a perfect vacation, with perfect weather, fantastic scenery, well behaved kids 99.99% of the time (when Ruth finally outgrows her drama queen phase, there will be much rejoicing in the land!) and we are sure glad to have had the opportunity to do this.
Before I close my Summer 2007 Vacation Log, I really have to put a plug in for Merland Park Cottages, in Picton Ontario. If you're anywhere near the area (and we're 4+ hours away) and you're looking for a fun & relaxing family vacation spot, this one is it. The cottages are clean & well stocked, the folks are friendly & helpful, they have boat rentals & fishing off the dock (and the fish are HUGE, if that matters to anyone), onsite pool & playground, and it's close to all kinds of good stuff like the Sandbanks Provincial Park, restaurants, hiking, biking & all that good stuff.
We've already inquired about a cottage rental for 2008 (and so has at least one other local blog reader!) so if you're thinking about going next summer, who knows... we might be there the same week!
You can see more of day four here, along with all the uploaded pics of Summer Trip 2007.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
• Oh Lord, You're Beautiful
• How Majestic Is Thy Name
• Create in Me a Clean Heart
• There Is a Redeemer
There is a Redeemer,
Jesus, Gods own son,
Precious lamb of God, Messiah,
Jesus my Redeemer,
Name above all names,
Precious Lamb of God, Messiah,
Oh, for sinners slain.
Thank you oh my father,
For giving us your Son,
And leaving your Spirit,
til the work on earth is done.
When I stand in glory,
I will see His face,
And there I'll serve my King forever,
In that holy place.
Thank you oh my Father,
For giving us your Son,
And leaving your Spirit,
til the work on earth is done.
There is a redeemer,
Jesus, Gods own Son,
Precious Lamb of God, Messiah,
Thank you oh my Father,
For giving us your Son,
And leaving your Spirit,
til the work on earth is done.
And leaving your Spirit,
till the work on earth is done.
I've often wondered if it feels like time stands still, in heaven. Or if we'll have any sense or even care about time at all, or just understand it from a completely new perspective. I wonder of Keith Green realizes he's been seeing our Saviour's face for 25 years now? I don't know, all that would only be speculative, but I do know that for the 25 years he's been in that holy place serving our King, his music on this earth has continued to point people to Christ, focus our hearts and minds on the things of God, and praise the Lord for the great things He has done.
I might not agree with every point of doctrine he held to, but I can sure say I'm thankful that this brother did what he did, with his time on this earth. That's the kind of legacy I hope to leave for my own kids someday when it's my time to go Home.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
The day began around 6am on the pier with myself, Kev and Mr. Heron. He was gracious enough to stand around and pose while I took numerous shots of him.
After breakfast the kids came down to the pier to discover a family of minks in the fish house. I’m not sure if more than one mink is still mink, or if that’s minks, but either way there they were. The owner of the cottages showed up with a net pole to poke around under the sinks to get them to come out. He says they have a family of them every year & they really like the fish house. I didn’t get a picture because by the time I got back down there they had already taken off.
Finally after a whole year of hearing from Kev and his dad Len about how I would be wiped out at the sandbanks, today was THE day. Boy was I ever going to show them! The way the sandbanks run works is essentially this:
You climb the incredibly steep sand dune, then on the count of 3 you all run down as fast as you can (without falling!) and race straight into the water. Sounds simple enough, right? WRONG. (Sidenote – there will be more pictures coming soon to prove every word I type here, and they will not be pretty. I did take my camera bag with me but once up there had to put it down since there is no way you can run with anything in your hands!)
So we arrive around 11 am and except for Samuel, all the kids go with Gma Grace. They’re going to walk along the beach and we’re going to hike up the dune and meet them down the beach a little way. The hike up the dune was absolutely exhausting. It’s not the easiest thing in the world anyway to walk in sand, but to walk uphill in it, and a steep hill at that in the hot sun, was enough to make me stop once for a few seconds and wonder if I’d even make it. After I caught my breath, I finally did make it up. Whew. It was only after that hike UP, that I realized just how steep it would be coming down. I was SO ready for this, after hearing for a year from Kev’s dad such gracious and warm sentiments as “you’re goin’ DOWN” and “you’re mine, come summer of 2007”. We’re all very competitive, can you tell?
Well there we were at the top of the dune, and it was about to be every man for himself. We gave Samuel a bit of a headstart and after ready, set, go... we came flying down the hill. Kev and Len were already laughing within seconds and I made the mistake of listening to them. That's when I sustained speed wobble and went down into the sand. They were still running (you don't have much of a choice, you either run or you roll, it's that steep) and I after I got up and stopped laughing, I caught up with Samuel and we finished the race. We lost but we didn't care. Once we got to the bottom of the hill however we were informed that Grace wasn't ready with the camera so we had to do it again!
Up the dune we went, and Samuel & Ruth came this time too. At the top we pick a different spot to start the race, behind a few low shrubs. I don't know who's brilliant idea this was, but the object was to jump over the shrubs and once you land, you start running. Samuel and Ruth had a headstart and then our race was on. Ready, set, go! We all cleared the shrubs just fine, and that's where the race ended for me. After landing, Kev (who was in the middle) elbowed his poor, 64 year old dad on his right side, and then elbowed me (his dear, adoring wife) on the left side. Len kept his balance and kept running but I wasn't so fortunate. Kev elbowed me so hard that my feet left the sand and as that happened I saw a tree coming my way (technically I was heading toward the tree but that's nit picking). I knew I was going to hit so I just closed my eyes & hoped it wouldn't hurt too bad. CRACK, right into the bottom of the tree with a limb across my shin. Thankfully that & a few scratches from the branches were my only injuries and even though within seconds I had a big ole goose egg on my shin, it wasn't really that bad. It hurt, but nothing broken. So I just grabbed the camera bag & hobbled down the dune, disqualified from the race by a victory hungry weekend athlete, aka Kev. The nerve of some people!
He had no idea what he'd done and he did apologize of course, but I'm still burning his dinner for the next month, just to pay him back. That sounds fair, right? The most ironic thing of all, is that after a year of comments from his dad, Kev was the one to attempt to take us BOTH out! Some people's children, I'm tellin' ya. We will be coming back next year, and someone is going down. I wont name names but it starts with a K and ends with an evin. Ta!
After all that, we swam & played frisbee on the beach & had a late lunch. Then we headed to a roadside ice cream shop and had yummy ice cream cones then headed back to the cottage. The kids played down by the water & we relaxed on the deck.
At almost sundown, we took another ferry ride so the kids could see the bay at night from a water view. A nice man on the ferry told us that the house just to the left of the ferry dock was the house that the first Canadian Prime Minister John A McDonald, grew up in. I have been able to confirm that his father worked in the mill (that still stands there) but that's as far as I've been able to confirm. In any event, it was incredible to watch the sun go down from the water.
We made a quick Tim Horton's run (well of course we did) then headed back to the cottage to watch the fireflies dance over the grass. Another most amazing day, even if I do have a Sandbanks Lump, to take home with me.
You can see the other pictures of day 3, here.
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"It came to mind to scan 'The Last Supper' and print it on transparent paper, then superimpose it in reverse on the original image. The result is a new painting, with other figures," Pesci said Wednesday at a news conference." (source: Analyst Sees New Images in 'Last Supper'
Friday, July 27, 2007
From the beach at the lodge:
We had a really good time there, and even though it was sort of cool & windy, we found a great spot for lunch, out of the wind.
After we left there we stopped at a place thats name is still in dispute. Gma Grace calls it "the donut factory" based on the fact that they sell some pretty fantastic donuts, freshly made on site. Gpa however, calls it Lakeshore Farms Market. I'm going to opt for calling it the donut factory, it just rolls off the tongue much easier.
When we got back to the cottage, Gpa's 2 sisters & sister in law arrived to celebrate his birthday with us. It's been many years since I've seen them and the first time Ruth has ever met them. At some point in the conversation (and there were lots and lots of laughs) Kevin's aunt Linda mentioned that she'd heard lyme disease symptoms resembled common cold symptoms. Before she could finish her point (and her reason for mentioning it) her husband Gord interjected that there'd been recent sightings of a cougar in the area. It was just so out of the blue, suddenly the conversation turned and the whole moral of the story was that there was a sneezing cougar in the area, with lyme disease. It doesn't sound so funny hearing it second hand, it was definitely a "you had to be there" conversation, but some of us were laughing so hard at the comments being made that our faces were hurting. Gpa Rolfe and I briefly discussed a plan to make cougar & sneezing sounds when Kev was outside that night (just to scare him) but we scrapped that plan since we knew we'd probably laugh too hard to pull it off.
Day two was a great day. After the ferry & lunch at the old lodge site, Kev's aunts visiting, the kids also went swimming again & spent a lot of time at the docks visiting with other vacationing kids and adults who were coming back in from a day of fishing. They got a first hand look at fish cleaning too, since they have a fish house right on the dock to do that. All of them commented more than once that this was the best vacation they'd ever had. That was sure nice to hear.
It's funny how even though this is the way I grew up (always around water, going fishing, going on the Bremerton-Seattle car ferry or Bremerton-Port Orchard foot ferry), to them it was all brand new, and all very exciting.
Aside from the fact that my camera batteries kept dying on me (good thing I brought back up), it was a really good day. Kev's dad rented the cottage for us this year, and we already love it so much we've begun serious dicussion about seeing if we can save up for another trip next year to the same place. We'd love to be able to make this an annual tradition for the kids. This is the stuff amazing childhood memories is made of, and the stuff that creates some pretty strong family bonds. My own memories of childhood family trips are some of the most cherished memories I have, so I know it'll be the same for them.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
While I would definitely much rather sit here tonight and unwind & relax from the exciting vacation I just had, that's a little hard to do. When we arrived home we learned that as of Tuesday evening, the OPP (Ontario Provincial Police) were issuing a very strong warning to folks in rural areas north of London (that's us). The warning is to keep your eyes peeled and your doors locked.
I've checked the news sources to verify as much as I can, and the gist of it is this:
A 22 year old man, Jesse Imeson is wanted for murder (a bartender he met last week, and an elderly couple in the farming community just west of me) and AT LARGE in my area - or so they think. The last place he was known to be, was in my general area. The police (from news reports) believe he purposely targetted the rural farmhouse to aquire their vehicle and weapons, since he knew he was already wanted for the murder of the bartender.
In any event, they haven't caught him yet and folks in my part of the country aren't too happy about that. Last I heard he will be featured on Saturday's America's Most Wanted, and this case & his profile is already up on their main page.
Last night I signed up for a google alert so I'd be instantly notified of any new developments on this case. This morning the report is that 1. he's still at large and 2. they found one of the cars that was stolen, abandoned about an hour west of us. There are a lot of people in my area (farming country) that are pretty shaken up about all this - and understandably so. Crime like this just does not happen out here, and many of these folks are 3rd, or 4th generation farming families that have never locked their doors.
Thank you for your continued prayer in this situation. I'll update again as soon as I know anything else.
I wasn't planning on doing this, but the thought occured to me that it would be a really good idea to log our entire trip. I had actually sat down our first night and planned to write out my thoughts on last Sunday's sermon, when my thoughts drifted and remembered the time we moved to Canada in the spring of 1998, and our oldest daughter (then 15) logged the whole trip. All the funny things that were said, all the cool things we saw, times we crossed state lines and all of that sort of thing. It was such a treat to read that whole log after we arrived in Canada, and we didn't even know she was doing it the whole time. So it occured to me, how fun it would be for us (and the kids) to do the same for them. I'm going to turn this log (it's mostly shorthand written highlights, that most people wouldn't be able to read except me) into a photo album/scrapbook. I thought I'd also share each day for the blog as well, sort of like a live-blogging after the fact - so you too can see & read where we were and what we did. So without further delay, here is our first day:
We pulled out of the driveway expecting the 4 hour drive to take at least 4.5, maybe even 5, with all the pit stops we knew we'd have to make. Between all the kids and someone who shall remain nameless who refuses to not drink coffee before road trips (I'll never admit it!), we always have to stop at least two or three times in a four hour stretch. Oh, and then there's that mandatory stop along the way in which I also cannot not get myself a cafe mocha. Ahem.
Monday, July 23, 2007
In the meantime, here are a few miscellania for you to ponder:
• Not that Phil needs my reader traffic at his blog, but you oughta read his latest on the ECM. Phil is one reason I shut down ENo. He just says it so much better than I ever did, and some of the uber-extreme pro-ECM folks don't dare leave the kind of filthy comments in his meta that they left in mine. Maybe it's because Phil is bigger than me and they're afraid of him? Maybe it's because they know his readership is astronomically insane and they'll be exposed for the potty mouth junk they say? Either way, I guess they thought it was okay to speak to me in a way they're too chicken to speak to Phil. But that has nothing to do with the post itself, so just go read it, you'll be glad you did. And when you do read it, leave him a note of thanks for having the boldness to say what needs to be said no matter who's widdle feelings get hurt by saying it. I vote we should clone Phil, right away.
• For those of you that noticed my store's sale banner up yonder at the top of this blog, and also recall my post about the great sale where I mentioned using the coupon for an even better deal, scratch the coupon usage suggestion. The sale doesn't work with coupons, it's just an excellent deal for a free T when you buy 3 at the regular price.
Speaking of the store, I added a new design to the Reflections Blessings Note Cards over the weekend. I took this picture not too long ago when the power went out during a vicious t-storm & I settled down in the kitchen with my Bible & kerosen lamp. I hope you like it.
• 24 SEASON 7 SPOILER... don't read this if you have issues with spoilers: Kev just informed me there will be a woman president on 24 this coming season. The Hebrew word for that is ACK, and the Greek word is GACK. I don't know where he read that and/or if it can be confirmed (and I'm too lazy to check) but it sure opens up a big ole can of worms now, doesn't it? Well okay, it's just a show that we can't even see for another 5 months!, but still. It's hard to even think of 24 right now since there's generally several feet of snow on the ground & temps are hovering around a balmy minus 20 when that show begins in January. Brrr... bring on the low 80's the weatherman promised for this week!
• Speaking of Kev, he had me burn a series of messages for our trip today (it's a 4 hour drive) from Dr. Alan Cairns titled "The 'I Ams' of Christ. The messages are here. I like his preaching quite a bit and I'm looking forward to hearing this series. You should listen to it as well and we can compare notes when I get back. I wanted to burn some music too and some John MacArthur but we ran out of blank cds. Aint that just the way it works? Oh well, I'll be blessed by this series I'm sure of it.
• I read the other day that the Challies family will also be away at the beach this week. Now wouldn't that just be a hoot if our family and his family met up at the same beach? It's sort of funny though how nonCanadians often assume if you're in Canada you know someone they know, in Canada. "Say, do you know So and So in Quebec?" I'm not sure why nonCanadians think that way, but it makes me laugh as much as hearing the border guards stories about southern US visitors who show up at the border in July with snow skis on their car. Yes, that really is a true story. In any event, I seriously doubt we'll run into the Challies clan, but there really aren't that many sandy beaches in Ontario, so you never know. If we do happen to see them, I'm sure there will be pics.
• Speaking of Canoodia, if you're anywhere near the GTA (and if you are, you already know that means Greater Toronto Area) you really should consider registering for the fall Sola Scriptura conference in Scarborough.
Topic: Christianity - Islam: Two Faiths! Two Worldviews! - One God?
Speakers: Dr. Michael Haykin, Dr. James White and Thabiti Anyabwile
We'll be registering for the conference when we get back at the end of the week. If you're in the area and you're going, it might be fun to meet up with you there, like we did at last years's conference in Toronto. We had the pleasure of having lunch with & meeting for the first time in person, several Toronto area bloggers and James White as well. It was a lot of fun and the day went way too fast. (This year, I'm making Kim come too, no excuses!) Oh, and if that website above has a familiar design look to it, it's because Tim Challies redesigned it for them last year. I'm tellin' ya, he's everywhere! ;-)
And with that, I have some last minute packing to do, a bit of laundry to fold, a dog to yell at & other last minute things before we hit the highway. I hope you have an incredibly wonderful week, and post lots of funny things in the comments while I'm away, so I can sit here and laugh like this kid, when I return. HT: Pecadillo. It kills me every time I go to his blog and see this picture, so I lifted it from him. Don't tell him, he might arrest me and I'm not a big fan of jails!
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Last night I was thumbing through one of our hymnals looking for a new song for tonight. We're sort of skipping around right now and singing a different song (or songs) every night. Songs that we've learned before, but maybe haven't sung in a while. One that I came across (and picked for tonight) was Fairest Lord Jesus. Here are the words:
Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature,
O Thou of God and man the Son,
Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor,
Thou, my soul’s glory, joy and crown.
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,
Who makes the woeful heart to sing.
Fair is the sunshine,
Fairer still the moonlight,
And all the twinkling starry host;
Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer
Than all the angels heaven can boast.
Have you ever been in the woods in the spring when the sun's rays are filtering through the branches right down to the forest floor? If not, I assure you it's a most stunning sight. It's storybook beautiful.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
1. I'm not going to say that I don't understand enjoying a good book, a good story, or the excitement that comes from being around other folks that enjoy your passion for either.I'm a 24 fan, we all know this. I have fun talking with fellow 24 fans about the characters on the show, the story lines, and speculating about season 7. It's a fun pasttime, and it's fun to have a hero-figure even if he is fictional (I can only say that because I know for a fact, Jack Bauer does not read my blog - because if he did - well... it'd be curtains for me. However, if he did, it'd be cool to see him wearing one of my 24 t-shirts!)2. I'm also not about to say that Christians can't find entertainment in what we'd call non-Christian things. Let's just be honest about this kids, JK Rowlings does not spin her tales for the glory of God. Her books, contrary to some people's desperate attempt to claim otherwise & therefore justify their reading of them, simply are not written to glorify the Lord. They just aren't, no matter how anyone wants to try and spin it. With that said however, I'm not about to say that as a Christian I can't (or shouldn't, necesarrily) read a Potter book (or watch a Potter movie) or any other sort of secular entertainment such as going to a ball game, renting an action packed dvd, or listening to a classic rock tune from the late 60's. We all do it in some sort of context and the key point here is honest discernment. We simply have to be honest with ourselves and ask "am I spiritually mature enough to enjoy the talent/story/pasttime/whatever, without it causing sinful thoughts, words or actions?" That's a tough question and one I think we each need to ask ourselves a lot more often. I know for me, as much as I love the musical genius that came out of the 60's & 70's, there are some songs I just can't listen to because the sheer ungodliness of the lyrics completely overshadow the talent of the singer/band.3. I'm also not about to say that you should not read this book or see the movie when it comes out (or read or watch any of the books or movies prior to this one). I have in fact seen all the Potter movies. I often watch movies like these because the special fx are just incredibly cool to me. I will say though that 10 years ago as a young believer, I wouldn't have been able to watch a movie like that, or read a book about wizardry and magic. I was too immature in the Lord to be able to handle such things and it would have only caused a spiritual struggle within myself. I dabbled (slightly, did a lot of reading & pondering, but that was enough) in the occult when I was younger and the Potter themes bring a lot of that out. On the flip side to this I will say however, that if you are spiritually mature to handle this stuff, bear in mind that not everyone else is, and you going on and on (and on) about it, may cause a weaker brother to stumble, so you'd be wise to exercise your maturity and discernment on that one.
• One man flew his entire family from AZ to the UK, all of them showing up in costume of course, to be among the crowd at the hot UK shop selling the book.• Two 20 yr old young ladies screamed, hugged, touched and smelled their new books, as if they were holding babies. (I'm not making this up kids, read the article for yourself).• Another man actually risked his very life by plunging into freezing water to retrieve a bookstore voucher that he had dropped.
"Over the next week or so, you, or your child, might find yourself in (or close to) conversations around the book series and the events of the final installment. I thought it would be both timely and useful (and, let's face it, fun!) to present a way in which the Christian--regardless of whether he or she has actually read the books--might use such conversations as a means of bearing witness to Christ. If you understand the presuppositional approach to apologetics, you will already be familiar with the method I am proposing to use. If not, may this serve as an introduction to the method, and for further study I recommend you spend $4 on the mp3s of the Greg Bahnsen-Gordon Stein debate on the existence of God from Covenant
Media Foundation. :-) In these blogs, I will be presenting passages from the first six Harry Potter books and demonstrating how it depends on a Christian worldview; in other words, Harry Potter could not have been written without assuming Christian presuppositions." - Colin Smith: Harry Potter meets Cornelius Van Til: Part One
--- First of all, my store newsletter that normally goes out to the 450+ subscribers every Friday morning, did not go out. Not because I didn't send it, but because there was another glitch in the software or some other high-tech noogie that doesn't make sense to me. If you're one of those 450, and didn't see it today in your inbox, that's why. In any event, the newsletter IS online and you can see it here.
--- Third, my t-shirt supplier decided to wait until AFTER I sent the newsletter (that didn't go out) to tell me that there's a SUPER DUPER sale starting tonight at midnight Pacific coast time - and only running for a limited time. Here's the juicy details:
Promotion Offer: Buy 3 T-Shirts and Get 1 T-Shirt FREE*No coupon needed.Starts: July 21, 2007 at 12:01 am PT
This is a LIMITED TIME OFFER! Limited to one free shirt per order, free shirt must be of equal or lesser value as purchased shirts and cannot exceed a retail price of USD $30.00. Promotion cannot be combined with any other offers or bulk order discounts. Shirt sales subject to this promotion are not eligible for refunds, exchange only. Eligible free shirts are limited to Jr. Raglan, Jr. Ringer T-Shirt, Jr.Spaghetti Tank, Jr. Jersey T-Shirt, Baseball Jersey, T-Shirt, Kids Baseball Jersey, Ringer T-Shirt, Men's Sleeveless Tee, Long Sleeve T-Shirt, Fitted T-Shirt, Organic Cotton Tee, Value T-Shirt, Women's CapSleeve T, Women's Long Sleeve T-Shirt, Women's Tank Top,Women’s T-Shirt, Women's V-Neck T-Shirt, Women's Plus Size Scoop Neck T-Shirt, Women's Plus Size V-Neck T-Shirt, and Maternity T-Shirt, subject to availability. This promotion is available for a limited time and may be cancelled or changed at any time for any reason, without notice. Void where prohibited.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Ever since we moved to the country and moved from high speed cable to dial up access, life online took a turn for the slow. When I say slow, picture cold molasses in Alaska, in the dead of winter - slow. They say country living is a slower pace, but I have a hunch this is not what they had in mind.
The fact that everything online has switched over in the last several years to accomodate high speed access users has pretty much left us dial up folks in the ancient past. Youtube & downloading larger files takes forever, and for that reason I rarely do either. You can use one of the "accelerators" but from what I understand all they really do is squish graphics so the pages load a little faster. My dial up service has one built in, and it does make a difference when I use it, but it actually makes it more problematic for uploads or downloads, so I have to turn it off when I'm doing that.
Ever since I upgraded to IE7, I've had nothing but problems. A few months ago we re-did the deal with Dell and since all they have on their new systems is Vista, that's what we got. BLECH! I don't know if it's just Vista, or the combo of Vista and dial up and IE7 (or some variation thereof) but it's been a monumental headache. IE7 crashes constantly, and usually when I'm in the middle of something important that hasn't been saved yet.
So, on the advice of everyone in the free world, I downloaded Firefox. Did it make a difference? No it did not. In fact, sometimes it seems much slower using Firefox.
All this to say, my online experience is finally and genuinely getting on my last nerve.
Of course the news is not all bad, there are some pretty nifty bells and whistles with Vista, IE7 and Firefox, but the bugs with Vista and IE7 and the fact that I'm on dial up with any of them makes the bad outweigh the good. I check at least once every couple of months to see if there is an alternative out here in the middle of nowhere, and the answer is still no - unless I want to pay upwards of $350 bucks for the survey, install & equipment for some fancy dan high tech service being offered - and all that without any guarantee that we have a clear signal out here from the tower (survey fee is non-refundable, but thanks for coming out).
So yes I'm cranky and crabby. Yes I'm complaining and yes I'm whining. What probably takes you 5 minutes to do online, can take me over an hour, and that's IF the browser doesn't crash and IF I'm not suddenly disconnected from my ISP, which also happens at least 5 times a day (sometimes much more, and it just happened while composing this, which really does make me grateful for blogger's new auto-save every few minutes - it's saved me more times than I can count).
For that reason, I'm going to take a bit of a break. It's not going to fix anything while I'm gone, but it might fix my attitude. I'm going to spend an ample amount of time this weekend getting stuff done in and around my house, and then on Monday I'm leaving for the beach for the week. I expect to have tons and tons of pictures when I get home - that will take forever to upload but that's not the point.
I might pop in once or twice more before I leave, but if not I hope you all have a super-fantastic weekend, and coming week.
Make sure you leave me TONS of comments while I'm gone so that I feel loved and appreciated and all that stuff that us overly emotional & tempermental women are prone to experiencing. You may even discuss pteradactyls & schmeradactyls if you like. If you don't know what those are, you missed a most entertaining comment party when Phil was gone from blogging once.
And now, I'm off. God's best blessings to you!