Term Reflection

It's 12.20, but I should get this released...

I think, alot of things happened this term. Hockey. VBS. CCF Coffeehouse. Work as a programmer. Cooking for myself. Doing dumb things like Mac and cheese + strawberry milk. Surviving off sandwiches. Breaking my own record by eating 5 sandwiches in one day. Getting my first paycheque. Burning all my savings on tuition. Random late night discussions with CCF people. Engineering Convocation. Prep for Frosh Week and NSR. And so forth.

Among that, I've learned many things. But the most profound thing...reminded that I only hold a piece of the puzzle. And He's got the box with the picture on it. And really...I can only see so much. And if I can help, then great. If I can't...well. He must have His reasons.

A funny thing comes to mind. The other day, me and two of my co-workers piled into his car, we're going out for lunch. Being indecisive, Sunny just started his car and drive forward and said "Jon, decide now. Right or left." Naturally, I paniked. I just blurt out "left", and off we went. At the next intersection, again, "right or left"...and so we were like that until we reached A&W and Quiznos. But wow. Reminded me one thing... start knowing where you're going. With the end in mind. And if the plan coincides with His...it'll happen. Otherwise, you'd be like some random kid in a car, blurting out right and left, hoping that it will lead to a place to eat.

Lastly, the most motivating things might not always come in big packages...but small things too. It may be a gentle river...or a wind in the trees...even a swan romping around a bunch of ducks. Yeah...there's swans and ducks at the Stratford river...was watching them after Twelfth Night. They were just walking around...then they got into the river. Duck's massive underwater paddling. Perseverance.

And so here we go. Fall term of 2006, commencing in 5 days. 2A...here I come...

Current planned agenda: Frosh Week. NSR. School. Frosh Cell. Lifesong. Jackson + Rebecca's wedding. Find job in London. More pending...

Whew. Lets do it.

Matthew 6.9-13

Our Father in Heaven, hallowed be Your Name.
Your Kingdom come, Your Will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us today our daily bread.
Forgive us our debts,
as we have also forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from the evil one.

- New International Version

Woman > Man?

Now that KWCAC's VBS has ended, I had a bit of time to reflect on what I've learned over the week. I think the most profound and benefitting lesson I've gained is... never get a man to do a woman's job.

No seriously. I got seriously owned on two occasions this weekend (I'm sure there was more cases, but these two are the only ones I remember):

1. Candy wrapping. The cellophane was fine. Afterall, we can scrunch up cellophane and it'd still be okay. However...when we ran out of cellophane... the wrapping paper trial known only as "prototype" didn't fare so well. It quite literally look like a scrunched up piece of paper, and attempts to do it "present" style failed cuz Wallace, Bryan and myself (two engineers and a ex-physicist) can't wrap worth beans. We would be saved by plastic baggies that we found at Zehrs. What we could've done was consult a girl. I was talking to Joanna later on, and yeah. She could've used wrapping paper and still made it pretty. We got owned. Conclusion? We really need PT's Life Skills lessons...

2. Powerpoint. So I spend the better part of the day messing around with the VBS slideshow, and was feeling fairly satisfied with what I ended up with. Not good, but not overly crappy, considering the intent is to put on as much pictures as possible. Then Irena handed me her part. No wonder she spent two hours on it...her three slides simply blew away my 40+. With all the fancy angling, slide/picture transitions, Photoshop, and get this: sound effects. She had sound effects...here I am, an university engineering student, got pwned by little...I dunno. 14 year old girl?

The only concrete conclusion I can draw is that I don't have enough artistic inclination to fill a egg cup. I'm sure I can do all sorts of analysis on this, but I'll leave that to the amusement of the females reading this. Will return to typical Jon reflections on next entry. Hmm...technically this could count as random reflections...

Lyrics - Cartoon Heros by Aqua

We are what we're supposed to be
Illusions of your fantasy
All dots and lines that speak and say
What we do is what you wish to do

We are the color symphony
We do the things you wanna see
Frame by frame, to the extreme

Our friends are so unreasonable
They do the unpredictable
All dots lines that speak and say
What we do is what you wish to do

It's all an orchestra of strings
Doin' unbelievable things
Frame by frame, to the extreme
One by one, we're makin' it fun

-chorus-
We are the Cartoon Heroes - oh-oh-oh
We are the ones who're gonna last forever
We came out of a crazy mind - oh-oh-oh
And walked out on a piece of paper

-chorus2-
Here comes Spiderman, arachnophobian
Welcome to the toon town party
Here comes Superman, from never-neverland
Welcome to the toon town party

We learned to run at speed of light
And to fall down from any height
It's true, but just remember that
What we do is what you just can't do

And all the worlds of craziness
A bunch of stars that's chasing us
Frame by frame, to the extreme
One by one, we're makin' it fun

(chorus + chorus2)

You think we're so mysterious
Don't take us all too serious
Be original, and remember that
What we do is what you just can't do

What we do is what you just can't do
What we do is what you just can't do
What we do is what you just can't do
What we do is what you just can't do

(chorus)

There's still more to come
And everyone will be
Welcomed at the
Toon - Toon
Town - Town
Party

Random - Incoherent 1

Why must it consistently be so difficult? To walk with my brothers and sisters, to see, to hear, to feel... I have asked and seeked and knocked... but I can't proceed anymore. And I'm not exactly sure why...

Today I was reminded that I really am holding only one piece of the puzzle. I seem to be pulling those things alot, reverse bouncing ideas. It's always interesting... and I think the person I was talking has forgotten my initial blunder...

Even though I realize I hold only one piece, I think I'm still in the mood that I want more... that's just how people are. Only want more... I need to pray... yet when that's all you can do... well...

Yes, this was highly incoherent. I expect only two specific people to understand any part of this, but one of them doesn't know about this place. The other probably already knows what I'm talking about...

These are the harder burden to carry. Knowing just enough to fall, but not enough to stand back up again. I listened, heard and understood... but it doesn't mean I like it. Reminder to pray...

We have mutated, from what we was...to who we are.