This last weekend, Conway, Ar. was invaded! Not by zombies or aliens, but by dinosaurs! There are two things which instantly transform me into a kid again, those being superheroes! and dinosaurs!! Which made the decision for acquiring tickets for Jurassic Quest super easy.
As I stood in line, waiting to be let into the park, a lot of cool things happened. Firstly, it was funny hearing the interaction between the grandmother and her granddaughter behind me, “Are you sure you want to go in? You might get gobbled up.” Second, seeing so many kids who were as excited as I was. Many of them fashioning some type of clothing with a dino on it. But perhaps the best, was seeing how everyone, both kids and adults, lit up when we got our first glimpse of these extinct giants: “Look! Dinosaurs!!”
“What is that one?” asked the grandmother.
“I call it a ‘veggiesaurs,'” her granddaughter replied. Not truly knowing that the long-neck herbivore was an Apatosaurus. Me grinning from the cleverness of her imagination. Continue reading
Last week, Christmas break officially came to an end, as another semester at Harding University began. . . . One final semester, before graduation this upcoming May.
Along with school, came the return of making pizzas to earn some hard earn cash through sweat and grease.
Though I had taken a month off, it did not affect my ability in making pizzas. It felt natural spreading the cheese, pepperonis, and other toppings–a lot like riding a bike. Throughout the last four years, I have forged the skill of making pizzas. I mean, working twenty-something hours, five days a week, you tend to get good at a few things. Practice and time honing skills that you utilize again and again and again. Continue reading
It’s the beginning of a new semester at Harding University. But with the starting of the year, comes certain tasks which must be carried out in order to properly prepare for the trials to come. One such task, is the stocking of supplies which is needed to take care of one’s body. Accepting such a mission, I ventured to the one place I knew would carry all my needs in a general location, commonly nicknamed “the Happiest Place on Earth”–Wally World.
And so, I entered my trusted silver steed and drove to my target, making sure to pick a parking spot in the back, so I would easily be able to locate my vehicle in my return (relieving my mind of the burden of having to remember such a weighty thing).
I strolled in casually, in a cool swag as I strode to the bath and body work section of the store–who sells practically everything, even kitchen sinks. I felt like a man as I picked out a new razor with some shaving cream and aftershave to go with it. I even picked up some beard balm, to take care of the sign of masculinity growing upon my face. I was feeling good . . . until I picked up one more item. Continue reading
Ἐν ἀρχῇ ἦν ὁ λόγος, καὶ ὁ λόγος ἦν πρὸς τὸν θεόν, καὶ θεὸς ἦν ὁ λόγος.
(En archē ēn ho lógos, kaì ho lógos ēn pròs tòn Theón, kaì Theòs ēn ho lógos.)
No?? How come? I mean, did you not just read a verse from the Gospel?
How about this, does this help?
In beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. John 1:1
No, you don’t have to be a Greek scholar to understand the Bible; however, I utilized this language to make a point. You can’t always just simply read the Bible and expect someone to get it. For the lingo of the Bible can be just as confusing as trying to understand another language. Kind of like being an uneducated Medieval peasant trying to make heads or tails of Latin during a Sunday service. I would probably be the peasant twiddling my thumbs while memorizing where every statue was located, quizzing myself each week until I could sketch every Jesus, Mary, and Gargoyle from memory. Haha, then I would probably get in trouble for doodling. Continue reading