Green Tea for My Soul

I've moved to SoCal and I'm taking my blog with me! Actually, I've just moved to a free wordpress account, because I need something that's a little more user friendly (read: I'm getting lazy).

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Well, after burning or under cooking the last four attempts, I've finally created a good loaf of bread:

From Big Bear

Posted by Joy at 02:55 PM.

Last night we were hanging out with our new boss, Rick Harrison, and his family. Somewhere along the course of conversation we started talking about college, at which point he dropped the statistic that I think is probably every pastor's worst nightmare. That is, that out of all the kids who say they are "born again Christians" (and I'm not sure exactly what that would mean) when they are seniors in highschool, only ten percent will have the same conviction after their freshman year of college. It isn't the first time I've heard numbers like that. Nearly everybody I know in ministry is all up in a tizzy (well, they're at least mildly chagrined) because they reality is that the church just isn't retaining young members like they want to. I think I even read about it in the Economist.

Here is a picture of our new kitchen:

From Big Bear

So far we've only had a few minor disasters, like the fire alarm going off twice (the first night and second nights we were here... all by ourselves with no information whatsoever) and the clutch burning out of our car while Lamar was in San Bernardino for school (fifty minutes and a seven thousand foot climb away). Ho hum.

older chests reveal themselves
like a crack in a wall
starting small and grow in time
we all seem to need the help
of someone else to mend that shelf
of too many books
read me your favourite line
papa went to other lands
and found someone who understands
the ticking and the western man's need to cry
he came back the other day you know
some things in life may change
and some things they stay the same

like time
there's always time
on my mind
so pass me by
i'll be fine
just give me time

older gents sit on the fence
with their cap in hand
lookin' grand
they watch their city change
children scream or so it seems
louder than before
out of doors and into stores with bigger names
mama tried to wash their faces
but these kids they lost their graces
when daddy lost at the races too many times
she broke down the other day you know
some things in life may change
but some things they stay the same

like time
there's always time
on my mind
so pass me by
i'll be fine
just give me time