Ok, ok so more pics. View your little heart out. But I'm not putting captions this time.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
A Day in Ohrid
So for all those who want more pics...here are some from the sacred town of Ohrid, Macedonia...not three hours from Skopje. I wish I had had more time there to explore and take in the culture, but as it was we were on a sort of schedule. 
Koska and Mimi...spelling? Sorry my friend. Blessings to you two.
The water is so clear and green...reminds me of the Caribbean.
Scott and Misty who plan on returning in two years to help initiate a prayer community.
The cutest kids ever with Graham, photographer extroidinare.
I love boats...don't know why. Just love the water I guess and being out in it.
The coolest and oldest monastery I've ever seen. I wish I could remember its history but alas, when my attention is wandering I don't listen very well. There was so much beauty to distract.
Monday, May 28, 2007
In Memory of VT Losses
So I hadn't really connected with all that happened on April 16th at Virginia Tech while I was away. But I'm sitting in my room today, going through stuff, and I found this magazine that came in the mail. Just reading through some stuff, like Bush's speech and student comments, I decided to post a few things that struck me. For all its ills, it is an amazing school, with very caring faculty.
Nikki Giovanni (teacher and poet) wrote:
We do not understand this tragedy. We know we did nothing to deserve it, but neither does a child in Africa dying of AIDS, neither do the invisible children walking the night away to avoid being captured by the rogue army, neither does the baby elephant watching his community being devastated for ivory, neither does the Mexican child looking for fresh water, neither does the Appalachain infant killed in the middle of the night in his crib in the home his father built with his own hands, being run over by a boulder because the land was destabilized. No one deserves a tragedy.
We are better than we think and not quite what we want to be. We are alive to the imaginations and the possibilities. We will continue to invent the future through our blood and tears and through all our sadness.
On Dr. Liviu Librescu:
The revelation that Dr. Liviu blocked the door of his classroom in Norris Hall on the morning of April 16 so that his students could escape through the windows came as no surprise to his family, friends, and colleagues. As a child in Romania during World War II, Liviu was confined to a Jewish ghetto, while his father was sent to a forced labor camp. After surviving the Holocaust, Liviu moved forward with stalwart determination to become an engineer...
In my eyes, a modern day hero. I don't like over-spiritualizing things, but I can only say that within one year there have been two massacres and my conclusion is that is the enemy's counter strategy for what God's doing in the area. Of course God's plans will prevail, and even be excellerated by these tragedies, but, this is definately still a very touchy subject.
Nikki Giovanni (teacher and poet) wrote:
We do not understand this tragedy. We know we did nothing to deserve it, but neither does a child in Africa dying of AIDS, neither do the invisible children walking the night away to avoid being captured by the rogue army, neither does the baby elephant watching his community being devastated for ivory, neither does the Mexican child looking for fresh water, neither does the Appalachain infant killed in the middle of the night in his crib in the home his father built with his own hands, being run over by a boulder because the land was destabilized. No one deserves a tragedy.
We are better than we think and not quite what we want to be. We are alive to the imaginations and the possibilities. We will continue to invent the future through our blood and tears and through all our sadness.
On Dr. Liviu Librescu:
The revelation that Dr. Liviu blocked the door of his classroom in Norris Hall on the morning of April 16 so that his students could escape through the windows came as no surprise to his family, friends, and colleagues. As a child in Romania during World War II, Liviu was confined to a Jewish ghetto, while his father was sent to a forced labor camp. After surviving the Holocaust, Liviu moved forward with stalwart determination to become an engineer...
In my eyes, a modern day hero. I don't like over-spiritualizing things, but I can only say that within one year there have been two massacres and my conclusion is that is the enemy's counter strategy for what God's doing in the area. Of course God's plans will prevail, and even be excellerated by these tragedies, but, this is definately still a very touchy subject.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Friday Night Mic
Alek singing his Bob Dylan. Scary...sounded just like him.
Chopi...the greatest guitarist to ever live or at least to accompany me.
St. Alpin singing his songs with a little Cash feel to them.
I'll just write Tony for fear of botching his nickname. :) The poet, the comedian.
Me! It was a good night all in all. You never really know what kind of effect you're having on those around you. I sang a couple a new ones and ashes and hold me.
And here it is, the tree from my dreams. It's on my leg, right thigh. I know it's big. Alpin did an amazing job.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
No News is New News
So this Friday I'm singing in the center of Skopje...be praying for me that I do it in confidence and that hearts are touched. It's been a good week seeing friends from home, catching up, and hanging out in my new home. We've really been meeting a lot of peops these past few days and just inviting them to our little party. Actually, I think it's gonna be quite big now. It's funny how God worked it out...someone knew the owner of this club, it's bam smack in the middle of the city, and I had tremendous favor with the managers. Working on a few newer songs to play with the infamous hold me and ashes. I'm getting my new tat on Thursday, and I'll post a pic. Love and blessings to all my virgins...that's slang for virginians. :)
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