Wintertime Fun

Today after practicum I decided it would be a good idea to go skating at Olympic Plaza downtown since I didn't have class due to being a holiday and reading week. It being Family Day, there were more people than I anticipated. Nonetheless it was good to be skating again. Though after having not skated for just over a year, my muscles were a little unused to the skating motion. And I discovered that I walk right by Olympic Plaza everyday on my way to practicum....I might need to go skating more often...anyway. So there were a lot of people around and a TD mascot wandering around chasing little children and then they had some ice sculpting going on. The guy doing it had a machine-not a pick and a hammer...it was cool to watch for a little while, but you could only watch for so long before it got boring. So ya. That was my fun for the day. Other fun I've had with winter in the last while has included cross country skiing and snowshoeing. Both times have been fun though tiring and both were done for the first time. It's been good. I love getting outside and hanging out with friends and doing something active all at the same time.

Sometimes I like to think I can do things and will go to the point of imagining it all out how I would do it. However, when I go to actually doing it, it sometimes fails...For example. Yesterday I got really bored and having watched maybe one too many videos on youtube on doing standing backflips, I decided to attempt one...ya...Fail...No I was not seriously injured or anything, I just flopped backward on the cushions that were laid out...Then I just laid there for a while and following the example of one of my roommates, I imagined what it would be like to walk on the ceiling...But ya. It can make for a humbling experience when you find out you can't actually do something (at least not yet...) and you can either dwell on it and let it embarrass you for life so you never try again or you can pick yourself up and move on and deal with whatever slightly embarrassing remarks will come later. I like to think the second option is more appealing and as my one roommate likes to say, I live to be the entertainment for her...ya it's a good time...anywho.

Moral of the story is, try something new, even if there is a chance that you might fail. If you try again you're bound to get better eventually. And if not, at least you'll have a story to tell...

Have a gooder and happy family day!

Three Things

1. I have a bamboo plant named Othello

2. My guitar is named Joleiza

3. My piano has never had a name

Singing in the Stairwell

So things are getting into the full school mode. Funny how a couple of tests and assignments can make you feel like a student...anywho.

Yesterday at practicum I had the privilege of singing/ playing guitar with one of the guys who works there...of all places, this happened in a stairwell. Having worked in the music studio part, I was used to hearing the strings of a guitar being plucked by some of the guys who came in to practice, but it was rarely a song that I would recognize. This guy however had a binder open and I noticed that the song it was opened to was "How great Thou art." Being familiar with the hymn I stopped to find out what this man was doing. I attempted (and failed) to try and help him understand some of his questions with playing since I'm only a very beginner guitar player who rarely picks up her guitar...but from there we went through his binders and just sang and played for a good hour. So great. Most of the songs that he had were old hymns and choruses which I love and it was a pleasure to sing them. Most of the time it's just me playing the songs without any kind of vocal accompaniment so it was a real joy to have run into this man. We then just chatted for a while and somehow got to talking about miracles and how it was a miracle that he had gotten his guitar in the first place. But then he asked me if God had done any miracles in my life lately. This I had to think about. Sure I can see that God works and that nature itself is a miracle and what not, but to have seen God's hand at work in ways so obvious that it has to be God I confess is something I hadn't necessarily experienced lately in my life. Unfortunate.

Then shortly after meeting this man, I met another man who showed me more passion for God and the Truth and the miracle of grace in his life than I have seen in anyone in a long time. It was just so cool to see and hear that for this man, the love and grace of God was still so real and evident in his life. Really cool to see that.

Anyways...what has God done in your life lately?