Thursday, 29 March 2007

*Frantic Music*

A quick post tonight to announce that tomorrow is Kate's birthday, and tonight we finally got back together for Bible study! Yay! I so missed it during the past few weeks.

My school schedule is absolutely horrifying, at least for someone who hasn't had to juggle this many things before, but I guess that's what comes with "growing up".

Oh, and I'm the only rationalist (truth is not all sensory; some knowledge is intellectual) in my entire philosophy class. Everyone else is empiricist (needing physical proof), even venturing near conventionalist (things only have meaning because we give them meaning). Howard said I was "holding the fort".

Otherwise everything's dandy. I have a dress and shoes for Saturday. Squeal!

Now I mentioned to Gail half-jokingly that I wanted to have 13 kids, and she said I better find a boy and get started soon. Aristotle seems to agree: “The appropriate age for marriage is around eighteen for girls and thirty-seven for men.” Scary thought.

Wow, what a random post.

Wednesday, 28 March 2007


On the news today, there was another bit about environmentalism. I am just about ready to take environmentalism and stuff it down the toilet! Can people get a grip, already? A town in Manitoba, Leaf Rapids, recently banned plastic bags. Ha! The very same news story also said that, in fact, paper bags require more energy to make, and take up more landfill space. So I guess there's probably going to be a push to see everyone lugging forty canvas bags around in their purses everytime they want to go grocery shopping. At least we don't have to deal with this in Calgary, where so far only the SUV tax has been recently instigated (only on SUVs, of course - not the trucks built on F250s).

I will be the first to admit that we need to take care of our planet (which, by the way, is the ancient Greek word for Wanderer), but where does the craziness end? In the words of John Howard Griffin's telegram to the President: AM TIRED OF BEING A LOSER. FROM NOW ON I'M GOING TO FORGET HUMANITY AND WORK FOR THE TREES.

When we spend millions of dollars to get a single beached whale back to its pod, or postpone construction on a medical center because a rare species of snake slid across the highway which lead to its almost being hit (see here), I can't help but think "How many people are dying because of this madness?" How many people could be benefited by those millions of dollars? How many people need that medical center to be built?

I would choose the life of any kid over the life of any animal at any time. Whales, while beatiful creatures and one of my favourite animals, are no comparison to human beings in terms of special value. As for the rare snake on the road, here's my Dad's solution to the problem: catch a rare eagle and then free the poor eagle just as the snake makes a second appearance. As the eagle flies away with the snake in its talons and everyone is shrieking with panic, you can calmly point out to the camera-man that all you did was free a rare bird.

And this huge cry out about global warming? Oh, don't get me started. Just take a look at this write-up, if you have time. I like the one quote: Unless you count campfires and intestinal gas, man played no role in the pre-industrial increases [of temperature]. I may post a video on global warming later on, but we'll see about that.

I understand that global warming is happening, and I understand that it may be disastrous for the human race (and, more importantly, the trees and the snakes, and the whales), but what are we supposed to do about it? Short of altering the very nature of nature, I mean. By throwing billions of dollars at it? Really, it isn't going to help. Maybe politicians and the public do, but the natural cycles of the earth do not have a price.

Well, that's my rant for today. I may sound harsh, but I'm just bloody sick of "environmental-this" and "environmental-that". I pick up other people's litter, here. And I suspect that does a lot more good for humanity and the environment than prohibiting CFCs and seeing people die as a result.

Hee hee! And check out these dudes who want to phase out the human race!

The bugs are more important:
If all mankind were to disappear, the world would regenerate back to the rich state of equilibrium that existed ten thousand years ago. If insects were to vanish, the environment would collapse into chaos.” Edward O. Wilson

Monday, 26 March 2007

Voice Behind Me

This is my Aunt Beatrice and Uncle Kel in Egypt. Aunt Beatrice just Skyped us today, and wished me a happy birthday (shriek - five more days!). She's so sweet and pretty! I can't wait until she comes to Canada so we can meet her.

So, in agreement with my name, "The Wanderer", I was praying and trying to figure out what I should do this summer - in particular whether I should thence on a missions trip or not. A missions trip isn't really a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants type of thing, although by and large that's how my life usually goes when it's left to me to do the planning. But I really wasn't sure about heading off this summer. I knew I wanted to, but I didn't know if it were the best course of action, or it it was, with which association I should head out, or to where. But as I was praying a verse popped into my head: "Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, 'This is the way, walk in it.'" - Isaiah 30:21

And it struck me. The voice is behind, not in front. We aren't always told where to go or what to do before we do it. We will, however, be assured that this is what we're supposed to do after we've started on the path. And if it's something that we really aren't supposed to do, we'll be told then, too - if we listen.

This relates to Gregory Koukl's study on the Will of God (unfortunately, I can't find a transcript of the tape I heard it on, but there's a lot of other great stuff on that site) . There may be any number of paths in life that we can take and still be within God's Will. So long as we remain in His Moral Will, and seek wisdom in choosing our path, then what's wrong with that? Obviously, if you receive absolutely clear signs of "Yes, do this," or "No, do not," then you should listen to that. It wouldn't be wise not to. But if no such signs materialize, then relax, and just choose what you see as best. If you decide to do something against his Sovereign Will, well, it won't happen. Because it can't. So if it's within His Moral Will, and not outside His Sovereign Will (the this will happen, no ifs, ands, or buts about it Will), then just make the best decision you can and trust that God will let you know otherwise if it's not something He wants you to be doing.

I saw Rocky Mountain College Choir and Orchestra perform on Saturday with Shelly, and wow, it was awesome! Go Chris and Breanne (I heard tell that due to strained voices they may have had to lip synch the show, but shh! they rocked, anyway) and Mikayla and Leanne and Sarah! A few other acquaintances were performing, as well. They were singing songs from famous films, and there were only a few I didn't recognize. I got the Beauty and the Beast one stuck in my head, though. Pleh. :-P Pretty tune, but extremely annoying after it goes off in your head for the fiftieth time.

Sunday we handed out flyers warning people that the Church was doing a food drive on the coming Friday. Stef and I both almost tripped on the same "welcome" mat (we could sue!), and got lost, but Shelly and Steph (Yay - two Stephanies!) drove around until they found us, so everything worked out.

And now I must write an essay and progress report before tomorrow morning. I think I may have to skip out on sitting in with the Mormons today (they're coming by again). Nuts. Oh, well, priorities.

I don't agree with everything Greg Koukl says, but I definitely agree with this:
If you're searching for truth, you're a true-seeker and you're enlightened. But if you find truth then you're a bigot because you've suddenly become narrow-minded... we search for something that we are never allowed to find.”

Wow, this was a long post. Maybe I should change the above quote to Winston Churchill's "The length of this document defends it well against the risk of its being read."

Tallyho (now, I wonder the etymology of that one),

Friday, 23 March 2007

World and Weather Wonders

Ok, so take a look at this site. We've all heard of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World, and have probably heard that there are also Seven Wonders of the Modern World. How many of you have heard that the current seven wonders are being updated? And you get to vote it you wish! I think it's a slightly rigged, because you can vote more than once, but still. I encourage you to get your two cents in. My little pic here is from the city of Petra, which is one of the wonders you can vote for.

Eeee! Lookee the date! Only eight more days before I am officially considered an adult (it sounds more refined pronounced like a-doolt, I think)! Both my "grad" (we really have no idea when I finished grade 12) and birthday are on the 31st. I have a new summer/cocktail dress for the occasion, and we're going to go out to try to find some red shoes and a necklace or something for it. I'm getting so excited! *insert childlike happy tune here*

Dealing with current life, however, I have five writing projects assigned at the moment, but I'm only enrolled in four courses. Hmm. Go figure. But I'm laughing at the weather. Gotta love the character of Calgary's weather. Two days ago it was snowing - actually blizzarding in some places. By the afternoon it was sunny. Today - yesterday, too - you wouldn't have known it had snowed at all if it weren't for all the people musing about it.

And speaking of wonders:
Two things fill the mind with ever new and increasing wonder and awe – the starry heavens above me and the moral law within me.” Immanuel Kant

Wednesday, 21 March 2007

In the Style of Dr. Seuss

I'm doing an English project that involves rewriting a scene from Shakespeare's "12th Night" into different genres or styles of famous authors. I wrote like Dr. Seuss today, and now I've got a bunch of silly rhymes and alliterations burned into my brain. Therefore, you shall now all be treated to a short Bible story rewritten in the same way, that is, in the style of good sir Theodor Seuss Geisel.

Matthew 19:13+14 (NIV)

"Then little children were brought to Jesus for him to place his hands on them and pray them. But the disciples rebuked those who brought them. Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these."


Kids. Crowd.
Kids in crowd and crowd of kids.
Big people bustle. Little people tussle.

Everybody stops.
"Who's that, Joe?"
"Who's who, Jane?"
"That man, Joe."
"You know, Jane."

A child clings to Mommy's tunic,
"Go, and let him hug you, Nick!"

And when a child who is giddy in a tizzy tries to hug the happy human-healer in the city, we call that a speedy giddy tizzy-kiddy skipping in the city to a large-lapped laughing heaven-Daddy.

Huge hugs,
Little hugs,
Cuddle hugs,
Bear hugs.

"No!" said a second man, "This is not good!
Parents keep kids out of his hair, or they should."
"Don't say such things," the first man corrected.
"Let them all come to me now," he directed.

He smiled and looked at the ones on his lap.
One had dozed off and was taking a nap.
"I have something special to say to you munchkins.
Will you all listen, you cute lot of pumpkins?"

Bobbing heads and eager eyes.
Nodding heads and gleaming eyes.

"I loved you before, and I'll love you forever.
My love for you, never can anything sever.
I love you in the street,
And I love you in the field.
I love where we meet,
And I love you without yield.
In a room
Or on a boat,
At a loom,
Or with a coat.
I already love you here and there.
I will love you everywhere!"

Big wet kisses on the cheek,
Several eyes begin to leak.
Jesus leans and whispers low,
"There's one more thing that you should know.
Listen, now, my little lambs,
Always know just who I AM!"


Well, that's all for today, short of the obligatory Dr. Seuss quote:

I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!

Sunday, 18 March 2007

Stars and Other Things

So we haven't gotten together for either Bible study, 4C, or evangelism lately, due mainly to busy-busy schedules, and I'm really missing it! It's so easy to get distracted from the important issues of life if you don't have a set time to do them. You can try to set a time to do Bible studies on your own, or to spend time in prayer, but it's a lot more difficult to keep on them without the accountability. Anyway, I guess that's a long winded way of saying I can't wait until things get going again!

On the upside, though, I was helping with Sunday School again today, except this time I had a nametag! Oh, yay! I'm a real nut when it comes to nametags, if it's the type you hang around your neck (don't ask me why). Otherwise I don't like them. And on my nametag, I'm "Miss Carla", not just Carla, so that's kinda cool, too.

Nothing huge and/or exciting has happened around here, lately. I finished one philosophy essay, so that's good, but I was just assigned another astronomy one. And for those of you who know I'm a name nerd, I've decided that some names of stars and constellations would make quite lovely names for people, too:
Alcyone (al-SY-on-ee) (f)
Pleione (PLEE-on-ee) (f)
Merope (MAYR-op-ee) (f)
Lyra (LEER-ah) (f)
Orion (or-EYE-on) (m)
Pleiades (PLEE-e-deez) (m)

And for a pet:
Procyon (pro-SY-on) (m)
Rigel (RIG-el) (m)
Deneb (den-EB) (m)

Now I've got to start praying about going on a missions trip. If it's going to happen at all, it's likely going to happen this summer. With the season approaching as quickly as it is, I really don't have much time to get the ball rolling if that's what I want to do, so many prayers about this are appreciated! I'd likely be going with VTI (Venture Teams International), but I just don't know yet. AHH! To be so undecided... and yet, I guess that's one of the reasons I chose the name "The Wanderer".

No terribly deep or enchanting thoughts to share with anyone today - I'll steal (oops, I mean borrow) one from someone else:
I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.” C. S. Lewis (one of my role models - and what a nice middle name Lewis would make, too!)

Wednesday, 14 March 2007

Pi Day!!

This is a really short post. Just wanted to mention that it's PI DAY! The date is 3-14 (March 14th), hence "pi".

And I have a question: if using the Lord's name in vain is bad, what about using expressions like "Oh, man" or "oh, boy"? James 3:9 "With tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God's likeness."

Brianna made good chicken tonight. And Kyle should take up Way of the Master. There you have my musings for tonight. Do with them as you will.

And speaking of Kyle, I quote his brother and sister's conversation today:

Michaela: You need to go wash your face.
Cody: That's how I got it dirty – washing a rock.
Michaela: Well, go wash your face now.
Cody: But then I'll get the rock dirty.

Ahh, yes. Well, on with school!

Tuesday, 13 March 2007

13th Post

Now I'm not usually too superstitious, but it's the thirteenth day of March, and this is my thirteenth post. At least it's a Tuesday and not a Friday. :-) Both in terms of luck and that there's so much to do before then!

I don't have much to say, but here's a little overview of my school schedule, so you can see why I don't have much of a life right now. My world pretty much revolves around school:
-Sociology quiz on the 15th
-Mid-term philosophy essay due on the 16th
-Write-up on big English project due on the 27th
-Sociology midterm on the 22nd

All in all, I suppose that really wouldn't be too bad if I were feeling inspired or motivated, but I'm not. It's so easy to get distracted, and I am such a procrastinator (not to mention that there are other aspects of life that must be taken care of, as well)! I've also got some major catch-up reading to do before I'm assigned more writing assignments, which I know are coming.... Gah! I know what you're thinking: If you're so busy, get off your blog and get down to work already! Yes! Good advice! I shall.

Winnie the Pooh on essay writing (well, I don't suppose he was talking about essays, but still...):
When you are a Bear of Very Little Brain, and you Think of Things, you find sometimes that a Thing which seemed very Thingish inside you is quite different when it gets out into the open and has other people looking at it.

Sunday, 11 March 2007

Sunday School

Hello - that is "hail thou", or "whole be thou", depending on which etymology you take. According to Wikipedia, there are a bunch of different theories as to how the word came into being, but I like those the best.

I was helping out with Sunday School today. During large group time we made butterflies by pasting tissue paper onto wooden cut-outs. The girls were quite proud of theirs (one was pretty upset when she lost it), and one little boy, even, desired to make a butterfly. Then I "helped" Sarah out in her small group - grade 2. We were learning about being truthful. The kids are sooo cute! I think grade 2 is my favourite age, because they're still small enough to adore the "big people", but big enough to have actual conversations with. The pictures here are from the Sunday School craft table and large-group time.

In Sunday School, the beautiful Miss Sarah asked us all to share something that was exciting about our week. *In sing-songy voice* I beat Dad at Texas Hold 'Em! Ha! It's a good thing the second graders didn't know what game that was :-), but Chantelle, the other helper, was rather amused. But seriously - I cleaned Dad out first round, then lent him his chips back at 8% interest, and ended up winning all his chips again (love you, Daddy)! But he wasn't able to pay back the debt, so I didn't make as much as I should have. That was pretty much a high-light of the week for me (yes, I know you think I have no life...).

We didn't go evangelizing this weekend due to some illness, but plan to pick it up again soon. I keep forgetting to bring kid tracts to Sunday School, but it's something I want to do. But here's the deal - if the kids aren't Sunday School kids, but kids you just babysit during the week, do you witness to them and hope the parents won't get angry and stop letting you see them, or do you wait and just hope you'll still be seeing them once they're older and can choose for themselves whom they want to associate with?

Now please note, my sister has also made a blog, which I am posting a link to both here and on my sidebar.

Since we were learning about not telling lies in Sunday School, I thought this quote by Mark Twain was relevant: Yes, even I am dishonest. Not in many ways, but in some. Forty-one I think it is.

Good-bye - that is "God be with ye". There's not much debate on the etymology of that one. It's kind of interesting, though. With the actual meaning of the word in mind, it'll be hard to ever say it angrily now; indeed it would seem sarcastic, and when using God's name, that's not a good thing. It got me thinking. Adios - Spanish - means something like "to God". In French, Adieu means the same. I've always appreciated the more meaningful salutations, like farewell, over see ya (although I like the intent behind 'see you around'). Now good-bye means something, too!

Friday, 9 March 2007

This Post May Not Exist

And obviously, if this post does not exist, then it can't have much substance (only silliness at best), but that's ok for today.

Don't ask about the title. It has to do with Descartes and his minimalist philosophy. You see, I'm all pumped up for philosophizing today, but my prof has warned us multiple times to "only inflict philosophy upon people whom you don't really care if they don't ever speak to you again." I should probably take his advice, as he's likely speaking from experience. :) Therefore, I wish only to relate some of the class content to you, instead of the philosophical content. Be warned.

My prof, although not a Christian, is very caring and truly wants the best for his students. We were having a discussion about the vagueness and ambiguity of certain words, and the word "love" came up. He went off on a tangent and gave us some advice on how to deal with someone who says they love you:

My hypothetical future boyfriend during a romantic dinner: I love you.
Me: That's nice. (The prof says say this to preserve the niceness of the evening)
next day phone boyfriend and demand to go to lunch
Me (shoving list into boyfriend's face): Ok, dude. Here's a list of all the things I consider to be required in the definition of 'love'. Give me your list, and then we'll compare to see if they're compatible.

Sound advice no doubt, but we laughed pretty hard at the expense of poor boyfriend's feelings. I've known for a long time that I'm difficult to have a "normal" conversation with, but if there was ever any doubt, this philosophy class has not only exacerbated, but fixed in place, that incapability - permanently.

Anyway, Danielle figured that if you didn't reply "I love you, too", the evening would be ruined for your boyfriend anyway, so she had an even more to-the-point way of dealing with the situation:

Hypothetical future boyfriend during a romantic dinner: I love you.
Danielle: You know I've taken a philosophy course.

If he doesn't understand what you mean, then he's not worth your time.

We've also had a few in-depth discussions about chairs (the prof tries to avoid those like the plague now, but he's almost betrayed himself twice, much to his aghast disbelief), dreams of evil geniuses, and black vs. blue boots. And they actually have context in the study topic! Who knew philosophy could be so much fun?

So there's nothing much happening for the rest of today, which is good, because then I have no good excuse to keep procrastinating with my schoolwork. I leave you today with another quote from class:

My prof, upon us opening yet another can of worms during class discussion: "Well, that's it. We got to where I didn't want to go! I used to offer marginalized resistance [to our tearing the philosophies apart], but now I'm willing to acquiesce..."

Hee hee! My favourite uni class. :)

Wednesday, 7 March 2007


Ughhh... so I started getting sick on the evening of the fifth, and was sick all yesterday. Gladly, I only threw up once, but I missed two of my college classes. We don't really know why I got sick, but I have a theory: Some Mormons came by on the fifth, and Dad and I spoke with them. At the end of their visit, they asked if we would pray about the book of Mormon. We said yes, if they would pray about Brigham Young. So I prayed that night, with as sincere a heart as I could muster, because I figured adding a flippant "and-if-the-book-of-Mormon-is-true-please-tell-me" onto the end wasn't quite holding up my end of the bargain. Then I got sick. So when the Mormons come back, I'll tell them I got my answer!

Anyway, Dad and I plan to dig a little deeper into what they believe when they come back next week. Ask them about Kolob, and "Returning to the Father" and all that. See what they have to say about it. In the meanwhile, I must get this toothbrush out of my mouth (it's been in here the entire time I've been writing this), grab my books, and get to school. Thanks for the comments on my last post, everyone! I love getting comments!

One of my favourite quotes:
“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.” Plato

Monday, 5 March 2007

Art's Work of Artwork

Dad drew a picture of me (doing a "step-dig" from pre-primary dance classes, apparently), which I laughed so hard at (I started choking) that I had to post it. The other picture I posed for, mimicking the drawing. Can you tell which is which? It's pretty hard to tell. I mean, one's colour and one's not, but that could be just a compression or camera quality issue.

I spoke with two young guys at the C-Train on Sunday for the clip we're making. It was my first time talking to two at once (it's considerably harder!), and they weren't very talkative - plus I ran out of things to say when I knew I shouldn't have yet, so I just hemmed and hawed for a few seconds. Definitely not my best encounter, but hey, you've got to start somewhere. I gave them a bunch of tracts, and they seemed quite open - especially the one who was nodding to everything I said.

Still interested in this Book of Enoch thing. Perhaps not all the Apocrypha should be written off as false.

Anyway, since the first part of this post was about Dad, here's a quote by him:
"We are going outside to play, and we will have fun whether you like it or not!"

And now back to school. Tootles!

Saturday, 3 March 2007

For Love of Pi

By now, I'm sure most of you have been wondering how long I can go on with this blog without saying anything about pi. Well, this is it, sorry. I've put it off as long as possible, but now it just has to come out, sooooooo (yes, you may roll your eyes)...

3.14159 26535 89793 23846 26433 83279 50288 41971 69399 37510 58209 74944 59230 78164 06286 20899 86280 34825 34211 70679 82148 08651 32823 06647 09384 46095 50582 2317 25359 40812 84811 17250 28410 27019 85211 05559 64462 29489 54930 381964

That's the first 201 decimals of pi, folks, one decimal higher than my dad ever learned it. I myself have only learned the first 51. Hmm. I've got to work on that. Apparently pi actually isn't infinite, but runs out after about 1.35 trillion digits, but I'm not quite sure about that (I give credit to my source). One source I read, too, said that this isn't actually pi, but a large conspiracy. Supposedly, the real pi is slightly larger, closer to 3.1464 than 3.1416, but the site I read that on... well, let's just say I'm not putting too much stock into that just yet. Not that anyone but me, Dad, Sam Benner, and my cousin Jared cares.

While I'm going on with some of my quirks, Dad has been reading about the book of Enoch recently. Did you know that it was considered canonical until the council of Laodicea (which was after Nicea)? Seven fragments of the book of Enoch were found along with the Dead Sea Scrolls. And in the book of Enoch?... ALIENS! Well, angels that mate with humans, anyway. I'd better leave that topic for now, before everyone thinks I'm truly nuts (If you don't already).

And today I quote ol' Bill Watterson, author of Calvin and Hobbes:
"Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us."

Oo! Oo! Dad and I just made plans to work on the van de Graff today! Yippee! We haven't worked on that thing for ages - but we will get it done yet!

Thursday, 1 March 2007

Patrick/Carla's Prayer

Dear folks,
There's not a whole lot to report, but I certainly can't say that things are boring. I have to plan more crafts for the Sunday School kids (each week), catch up on some schoolwork (reading and source-finding and big English project...), vacuum (too late tonight, I'll have to do that tomorrow) etc. etc. I'm happy, and totally stoked to get to church on Sunday, because I want to talk to the kids about salvation.

Anyway, I thought I'd copy down a version of St. Patrick's prayer here, because I like it both from a literary standpoint, and because I love what it's actually saying. It counts as my quote for today.

I arise today
Through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity,

Through a belief in the Threeness,
Through a confession of the Oneness,
Of the Creator of creation.

I arise today
Through God's strength to pilot me,
God's might to uphold me,
God's eye to look before me,
God's ear to hear me,
God's word to speak for me,
God's hand to guard me,
God's way to lie before me,
God's shield to protect me,
God's host to save me
From snares of demons,
From temptations of vices,
From everyone who shall wish me ill,
Whether far or near,
Whether alone or with many.

Christ with me,
Christ before me,
Christ behind me,
Christ in me,
Christ beneath me,
Christ above me,
Christ on my right,
Christ on my left.
Christ when I lie down,
Christ when I sit down,
Christ when I arise.
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me,
Christ in the mouth of every man who speaks of me,
Christ in every eye that sees me,
Christ in every ear that hears me.

I think it's awesome how that prayer doesn't just "make room" for God in the day, but that it places God in the entirety of the day. Seriously, what does it leave God out of? Carla's got to learn to do the same, now.

I've got this tune stuck in my head, now, some of you should know it: God is goooooooood, all the tiiiiiiiiiiime, He's put a song of praise in this heart of mine...
Amen to that, although I'm not sure why that particular tune is stuck there. I haven't sang or heard it for ages!

Well, I really need to go to sleep now, or I won't be coherent for classes tomorrow. Til later,