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Name: Ben
Birthday: 4/22/1984
Gender: Male


Interests: reading and writing, family and friends, God, driving my car, chivalry, SpringHill camps
Expertise: creative writing?
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Sunday, September 09, 2007

Which Lightsaber form would you use?
You scored as a Form VII: Juyo/ Vaapaad
Dubbed the "Way of the Vornskr," Form VII was an incomplete form for millennia. It was further developed by Jedi Master Mace Windu, who could complete it with his, "Vaapaad" style. The most challenging and demanding of all forms, Form VII requires extreme, intense focus, high levels of skill, and mastery of other forms. Only two Jedi have ever mastered Form VII fully, Mace Windu and Depa Billaba. One other Jedi, Sora Bulq, mastered its physical aspects but was overwhelmed by the required mental discipline. Form VII, when fully mastered, results in extraordinary power.

Form VII: Juyo/ Vaapaad

86%

Form III: Soresu

78%

Form II: Makashi

78%

Form V: Shien

78%

Form VI: Niman

50%

Form IV: Ataru

47%

 

 

 

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Friday, May 25, 2007

Well, my year off officially ends in a few days.  It'll be good to be working again, even if it is at camp.  (Which I think is way better than a "real job".)  Hanging out with kids and the staff in the heat of summer, what could be better?  Needless to say, as always, I'm super excited.  So what if it's my sixth year?  I can still get excited for camp.  So what if I can almost wear a staff shirt everyday of the week?  I can still learn new things from kids.  As summer quickly approaches, I realize that I'll probably sweat a lot, but it's all for the kids so it's totally worth it.  Besides, I've already got my chick repellant (i.e. sweet fumancho) ready to go, so I'll be able to keep the junior highers at bay...just like every other year.  It's going to be a great summer!  I hope you enjoy yours doing whatever it is you're doing and that you get to enjoy the sun, the rain, and the water, because I definitely hope to.


Thursday, April 05, 2007

Currently Reading
Facing Your Giants: The God Who Made a Miracle Out of David Stands Ready to Make One Out of You
By Max Lucado
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There's snow on the ground once again.  Weird, I know.  But it's not the first time there's been snow in April or on Easter, so I'm told.  Sometimes I feel old, even though I'm not even 23, I feel like an old man.  But I didn't decide to write on this to discuss the weather, strange as it may be sometimes, or how old I feel.

It's weird to think how much our lives can mirror the seasons.  We have fun and it's summer, we fall in love and it's spring, we grow old and it's fall, we fall into depression and it's winter.  But our seasons don't always match the weather outside; they always match the weather inside.  What we bring in changes our patterns.

For a long time, I think I was dead.  Not really dead, without life.  I've spent so much time at home lately, and a lot of it writing but there are times when I don't write.  I just play video games or watch tv.  It's not necessarily bad, but I should've been working through my writer's block instead of letting it take over.  So now I read when I'm not writing and it helps.  A lot.  Who knew?  I never thought reading could help my writing, but it gives me new ideas and helps get my focus back where it should be.

It's easy to lose focus.  Especially when you live at home and don't try to grow spiritually.  But even if you do, sometimes it's easy to fall into habits.  Reading the Bible every morning can become a habit, not a way to learn and grow.  Writing can become a chore, something that you're loathe to do.  Even things you once loved doing become boring.  Why?  Maybe you get used to them.  Maybe you forget what it's like to experience things for the first time, maybe you let yourself be bored by them.  I think a lot of our attitutides need a closer look.  Why do I do this or that?  Is it to feel good or look cool?  Am I afraid of success or failure?  Do I need everyone to like me?  Can I really love myself?

The problem with introspection is that it's not always fun.  We don't always like what we find there.  But if we don't get to the root of the problem, it'll keep growing and no matter how much of the plant we chop down, it'll return if we don't destroy the root.

I only say I was dead because I floated through life.  I didn't take things in.  I didn't try to experience life.  I didn't live in the moment.  I didn't have focus.  Your focus should be God.  After that, all things flow.  So I'll try that ans see how it works.  I guess I got tired of taking God's gift of life for granted.  There is a fountain of youth, it's living life in the moment, enjoying the people around you, and savoring the joys you are given.  Alas that youth is wasted on the young.  I could've made a good go at it.  But seriously, I think that attitudes reflect where our focus is.  Do you need an attitude check?  Sometimes I think I do everyday.


Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Since Valentine's Day is minutes away, I figure it deserves to be commented on.  I mean, why do we even have Valentine's Day?  What does it stand for?  Is it a holiday made up by the candy and greeting card companies to sell more stuff?  Or is it a day to spoil that certain someone?

The usual reaction to the holiday is the single swearing, hunting tirelessly for a date, or swearing off dating for a year (don't look at me like that, you've toed that lie before) and the taken to try and plan the perfect evening.  So much excess for one solitary day.

Mostly I think Valentine's Day is meant to celebrate love and share it with the people you love and who love you.  That's what makes February 14th so special.  But why do we need to single out one day every year to celebrate love?  Perhaps it's because it's easy to forget about and even easier to take for granted. 

If we stopped each day to conisder love what would happen?  If we put as much effort into each day to show love to one person, how many people could we reach?  356 is a lot of people.  I don't think I know that many.  But what about those who don't love you or the people who aren't easy to love.  Is there a special day when we commemorate them or try to reach out to them?  Shouldn't our enemies be loved too? 

Why not take a few moments this Valentine's Day to evaluate how you really can love someone and reach out to someone who needs a friend.  I may not do it, but where I fail, you can still succeed.  One man's mistakes doesn't have to be another's.  Don't let pride blind you too.  Besides, I'm a shut in, I rarely see anyone, how could I make a difference?  One voice crying out in the desert made a difference, one hug, one smile can do the same.  Who will you reach?

(I was reminded of this and thought you might want to be too.)


Sunday, February 11, 2007

Alright, so today I was working on a crossword puzzle (I know, I'm old) and one of the clues was "A duck has" and the answer was web feet.  And here I always thought it was webbed feet.  When I think of web feet, I think of feet maed from spider webs and those won't do you much good.  However, webbed feet could just mean that you were entangled by Spider-Man.  I suppose I don't want either.
And later in the paper, I was reading (wait, more than the comics? I know, I was shocked too) about this bishop talking about how he remembered all his teachers and their names from his childhood.  Which just goes to show how much of an effect teachers really can have on a youngster.  That's not the part that got to me.  He said "when I was a young person".  First off, who refers to himself or herself as a young person?  I rarely refer to myself at all, but when I do it's usually as that guy.  But for situations in my past I tend to say "when I was a kid".  But this dude was really old, so I'll give him the benefit of the doubt.  But why didn't he just say young boy or young man.  Dang, I hope that I never say young person when I refer to myself, unless I have bad enough Alzheimer's and can't remember what gender I am.  In which case I hope the reporter can make an educated guess and help me out.  Political correctness, what's that?  Sometimes I think it goes too far.  Darn you politics and your taxes and your laws and your giving me money.



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