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Name: david
Country: United States
State: Illinois
Metro: Chicago
Gender: Male
Interests: books. travel. europe. maps. motorcycles. writing. coffee. theology.
Occupation: learner.
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Member Since:
10/27/2004
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| apparently i need to learn to surf.
[san sebastian, spain]
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| across I-86 in Tightsqueeze, Virginia, the sun set in the west
framing mountaintops, valleys, grain silos, and gas stations to my right
with eery, yet beautiful rays of light and darkness,
on my southward bound journey.
my mind wanders, only the gusts of wind breaking the silence
but memories scream louder than ever,
and tear drops sound like thunderstorms on a tin roof.
two years ago this day, my world was rocked.
and i still find myself thinking maybe it didn't even happen.
it did. and life does go on. but differently.
i can't regret. and i don't anymore.
but i won't forget, and i hope i never do.
its still a struggle to know how to feel, to respond, to talk.
i didn't lose my son. he wasn't my brother.
but the hurt reaches a place no words or actions against me have ever found.
its a sorrow indescribable, because its not necessary to do so.
the reality is, i could be there.
i'm not, don't take that wrong, but he and i were just the same.
what went wrong?
i've tried to figure it out. but all i can do is tell myself,
it's not for me to solve the mystery,
to answer the questions which so easily come,
to try to fix the hurt, heal the brokenness, or even let go.
lets just remember.
lets talk about his life.
lets relive those memories we have.
lets laugh about his idiosyncrasies (especially the closet of shirts organized by last date worn).
lets love a little more, smile more often, and plan a little bit less.
lets be better people because we knew clark, and thats what clark would have wanted for us.
[in memory of Clark Allen Stacy-March 18th, 2005]
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| within 5 days so much has happened.
i've been corresponding with the Pioneers Area Leader in Southwest Europe regarding moving to NE Spain to do ministry/church planting among the Basque people.
we talked about a potential partnership with a "foreign exchange" program here in the states.
i now have the opportunity to live in Washington state for 2 months this summer hanging out with Basque high school students. then i would fly back to Spain for a few weeks with them to meet their families and to survey potential ministry locations & opportunities and to begin making plans for a Pioneers team to begin a church planting ministry in NE Spain with the Basque. [probably visiting france to meet up with other Pioneers missionaries too.]
wow. my mind is spinning and i don't even know what to think. the past few months have brought about so many different opportunities to think and pray about... is this the confirmation that I'm heading to spain? a new ministry with endless possibilities. the potential to use business in ministry to build relationships with a community. recruiting close friends to work together? learning 2+ languages fluently.
please pray.
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| today i finished reading My Name is Asher Lev by Chaim Potok. i put the book down, paralyzed by my emotions. my heart beat fast. i was angry, and sad. frustrated at the people who didn't understand, who looked past the beauty of the art and saw only what they deemed improper.
this book is spectacular. in a wonderful yet depressing sort of way. it left me speechless. and i still am.
[also finished holy the firm and in cold blood. also wonderful books. holy the firm and my name is asher lev are definitely in my top five.]
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| yesterday, i visited the north carolina museum of art. a world of beauty sculpted, thrown, strewn.
and today, i drove past the wake county speedway. another world entirely. & its own sort of art.
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