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    The Heart of a Tender Warrior: Becoming a Man of Purpose (Life Change Books)
    By Stu Weber
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    Hello all!

    All is well here in Mt. Pleasant, Iowa.  I'm really enjoying substitute teaching.  Last week, I worked everyday, four days sub'ing at the high school level.  I even got to sub in my content area, Social Studies, on Friday and loved itSomething that perplexes me, though, is the difference in student behavior at different schools.  Would you expect behavior to be worse at a larger school and better at a smaller school?  Well, before I student taught in college, I definitely expected that.  However, during my student teaching experience and sub'ing, the opposite has been confirmed.  Now, I know each school is different...you can't generalize, but I'm going to anyway. ;o)

    My first placement at Siloam Springs Middle School was, well, a nightmare.  (Siloam Springs is a town of about 11,000.)  It probably had a lot to do with the fact that I never had field experience at the middle school level and never even stepped foot into the building until I met my teacher, and I've definitely learned a lot more about teaching and behavior management since then.  Anyway, a good number of the students just had this attitude, like, "You better entertain me or I'm gonna give you problems."  (I also had, like, two diagnosed behavior disordered students in each class; not an easy task.)  However, when I student taught at Springdale High School (not sure of the population of the town, but it's a pretty big school), the students were a dream.  I had probably one behavior problem the entire placement.  Well, I could've attributed it to the age difference.

    But, since I've been sub'ing in this area, I've had assignments in both Mt. Pleasant (pop. 10,000) and Burlington (pop. 30,000).  I've sub'd in both elementary and high school.  I was amazed at the difference - at both levels.  The students in Burlington are so respectful, the students in Mt. Pleasant, uhhh, not so respectful.  Strange, eh?  A Burlington teacher and I talked about this on Friday, and I think we came to a pretty accurate conclusion.  I won't write about it right now, though.  What do you think?  Any other teachers out there have the same experience??

    Well, I also began a new job helping to clean a local car dealership.  It's only two hours a night, five days a week, but it helps to pay for the gas for my occasional road trips down to J-Town.  The Lord has really been blessing me financially, as well as professionally!!!


    This morning, I traveled to Cedar Rapids, Iowa to visit Cedar Rapids Family Church.  My former youth pastor, Brad Gillis, whom I love dearly, and his wife go to this church, and I haven't seen them for a couple of years.  This church was started around four years ago by Pastor Brad's brother-in-law.  It was so good to see them!  Man, the church was rockin'! :o)  Very culturally diverse, so loving, and a good, solid message. 

    Pastor Daniel spoke about peace, how this was a gift that Jesus left us (John 14:27).  He gave four points about peace:

    1. Allow peace to act as the umpire/referee in your life.  This should be a non-negotiable in any decision you make, in everything you do.  It should be the red-light/green-light of your life.
    2. Peace brings confidence in conflict and change. 
    3. Look for the 'sweet spot' that peace gives.  Peace, many times, will make things seem 'just right' - even in the midst of a storm.
    4. Peace will always agree with God's Word.  This is an absolute.
    5. Let peace guard you from the entry points of the enemy in your life: worry, strife, fear, doubt.  These are so easy to slip into when you don't have the peace of God in your life.

    As Pastor Daniel was preaching, I thought of how many times Paul spoke of peace in his letters.  Many times he blessed those in the various churches with peace.  It's apparently a very important part of a believer's life.  I thought of how often, though, that their is not peace in our lives.  Whether we're restless because of worry or fear or conflict, many of us seem peace-less, heavy-laden with the entry points of the enemy (see point 5 above).  Sometimes I even find myself prone to confrontation and conflict with others, definitely stealing peace in my heart; for some reason, (uhhh, probably my old sin nature) I feel drawn to it.  I know there are others that experience the same thing.  But, this is not God's desire and design for us...for me.

    OH!!  Also, I'm pretty excited about the fact that I ran my first 5 miles today!  Previously, I had been running 3.5 miles regularly, but this evening I just felt like I could keep going.  It felt great! 

    Have a great week all!

Wednesday, 26 September 2007

  • Today, I only sub'd half a day.  It was such a beautiful day, I decided to go out to a park and just sit and read for a few hours.  Well, after a couple hours, around three high school aged boys started fishing across the lake (it's a pretty small lake).  From the time they walked up, filth was coming out of their mouths.  Every other two words was the 'f' word or some other profanity.  Now, any one who knows me well knows that I hate hearing profanity.  Many times, I've turned off a movie because I can't stand the profanity...these days, I've resigned myself to sit out most movies for this reason.  That's a sad fact...but, I refuse to corrupt my mind or heart by listening to senseless vulgarity.  (Please note that I'm not criticizing those who watch profanity-laced movies; I'm just incredibly sensitive to it.)

    Anyway, these teenagers mouths were uttering such putrid filth that I yelled across the lake and asked nicely, "Hey guys, do you mind watching your language?"  I think they were a little surprised, cuz they didn't say anything for several moments.  They finally said, "What?" So, I repeated myself.  They didn't say anything again; just remained silent.  Then, they went on talking.  A little later, one of 'em started up again, and I asked again for them to watch their language.  He asked why, and I told him because it's a public place with children within earshot, a playground with children nearby.  He yelled back, "I hear adults saying it all the time!"  I said, "Well, obviously, they're either saying it in private or being disrespectful of those around them in public."  After this cross-lake conversation was done, they stopped swearing, although I heard some comment like, "Have you ever heard of the First Amendment?"  I was impressed by the fact that they did honor my request.

    Later, one of them accidentally stepped in the lake and got his shoe all wet (profanity-less, I should note).  His solution?  To go to Wal-Mart and steal a pair of shoes.  "Yeah, my friend one time in JCPenney just took off his old shoes, put 'em in the box of new shoes, and walked out with the new shoes."  What was his response to his friend?  It wasn't, "Dude, that's wrong...it's stealing."  Nope, it was, "Dude, there's cameras around...you'll get caught!" 

    Now, trust me, I do not enjoy confrontations like this, although it's happened a few times in my life; I've found it necessary.  Sometimes, I feel like someone needs to snap another into reality.  What scares me, though, is that I'm now the one dreaming...that there are still standards and manners that people follow.  Do I need to be awakened?  It doesn't surprise me, though, with so many surrounding themselves with profanity in movies and music and on the Internet.  Now, I'm not saying that everyone nowadays is swearing and lying and stealing without a second thought.  But, I do believe that Christian's standards are slipping...and, it is a desperate situation, because we are supposed to be a restraining force against evil in the world.

    No longer do many Christians think it grieves the Father's heart to hear vulgarity come out of their mouths.  I hear profanity coming from the mouths of so many Christians nowadays.  What do they do?  They claim their rights and freedom in Christ, just as that young man claimed his rights under the Constitution.  I thought, though, that we were supposed to deny ourselves (our rights), take up our cross, and follow Christ.  We are to come out and be separate from the world, while remaining salt and light within it.  We are to imitate Christ, follow in His steps...for some reason, I can't imagine Christ uttering vulgarities.  Can you?  We will be held accountable for every word we utter.

    With [our mouth] we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the likeness of God; from the same mouth come both blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be this way.
                    -James 3:9-10

    Take my words for what they're worth.  Please don't think I'm trying to take the speck out of the eyes of those around me.  Trust me, I know I've got a bunch of planks coming from my eye, especially regarding my mouth.  It just frustrates me to see so many around seem to be slipping into what is easier, blending with the trends of the world around them (Romans 12:2). 

    On a different note, I had a wonderful afternoon of reading and relaxing.  I began reading, among other books, Night by Elie Wiesel.  It's a very moving account by Mr. Wiesel about his experience as a Jewish boy in Auschwitz. 

    Have a great rest of the week!!! :o)

Sunday, 23 September 2007

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    Tuned In and Fired Up: How Teaching Can Inspire Real Learning in the Classroom
    By Sam M. Intrator
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    Squirrely Mornings & Mousy Messages?

    This morning while I was walking to warm up to run, I came across a couple of squirrels.  They were frantically searching for nuts, as if the end of days was coming! 

    Surprisingly, as I walked by one of the squirrels, he stopped about 4 feet away from me.  He stood up on his two back legs with a nut in his hands, nibbling on the shell.  He just looked at me, then took a couple steps toward me with his big floppy feet, nibbling on his shell.  It kind of freaked me out!  He looked like a little man walking toward me without fear.  We just stood there, looking at each other wondering what each other was thinking.  As I turned around and walked by him again, he repeated the routine.  So strange, but so cute!

    Oh!  My parents' cat has been leaving gifts for us the past couple of mornings.  Yesterday morning, I walked out to find a little dead mouse on the front porch.  This morning, there were two.  I heard somewhere that cats do this for people they think are helpless.  Hmmmm...

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