Tuesday, May 24, 2011
My friends and I have gotten our art together for a show at Java Brewing Co. on Bardstown rd. All the proceeds from the artwork that is sold will go towards my support for going to Africa. I still have $9000 more to raise before I can by my plane ticket so every little bit helps. Stop on by for the show's opening between 7-10pm on Saturday. Artwork will include my own photographs, as well as, drawings, paintings, prints, and textiles. The show will be up for a week +.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Jordan's sleeveless shirt collection has probably tripled since winter. The catalyst? An upper arm tattoo revealing Mr. Elliott's Scottish heritage. To bad he cannot wear these shirts to school. What better way to keep kids in-line then the motto "Might Makes Right."
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Oh Merm...we traveled to Bowling Green for College, Louisville for Fellowship and now we go to Africa for Missions. I have always seen the spark of international missions in your eyes, I just did not now that you would pass the spark on to me.
Mary Ellen Moody has been a constant leader in my life since my freshman year of college in 2003. I have valued her wisdom, sought her counsel, and trusted her advice. And I know that I am not the only one to experience these things. She loves all those she meets deeply; having an especially large place in her heart for people of other countries. She has traveled to Mexico to work with orphans, and now plans on moving to Africa to work in church planting and community building. She is on a mission...she has always been. I am proud to follow in her footsteps. Hopefully the adventurer in her will lead her, and others to change the world.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Such classic poise, such solemn understanding, such heartfelt pride -- What can cause Matt Jackson to ooze such illustrious dignity? America, that's what. Take a guess what moment in American history Matt is alluding to in the comments...
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
The trees in my front yard are breathtaking. I have been given the joy of a front porch that looks out onto one of the most beautiful neighborhoods in the city. The bees buzz by while robins, swelling in expectation, search for lingering worms. Hoppy McHopperton passes through the grass on his way to the hole underneath the shed in the backyard. And then, my eyes start to water, I start to sneeze, and my brain starts to hurt under the pressure. The pressure of the swelling of my sinus cavities due to my allergic reaction to those blooming beauties. Breathtaking indeed.