http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/ Traces of Polaris Sun, 29 Jan 2006 19:40:01 PST http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2006. http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/84.html Mon, 30 Jan 2006 00:35:19 GMT http://tracesofpolaris.blogspot.com http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=84 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/83.html Thu, 19 Jan 2006 04:30:58 GMT It was bound to happen. There are so many sick people around me it was a wonder I survived this long. 40 hours ago, I came down with a mild case of the flu. I was in bed by 7pm yesterday and when you're in bed that early, you get to think about a bunch of things. Okay, I admit, you get a bit emotional too (blame Tylenol). So anyway, I just wanted to say I miss you guys (you know who you are). It was almost heartbreaking to think of the many relationships I miss due to a change in season of life or a change in geographics. Anyway, wherever you guys are, I hope I shall see you again one day.... (more) http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=83 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/82.html Fri, 13 Jan 2006 20:52:17 GMT sesquipedalian [ses-kwuh-puh-DAYL-yuhn] adjective: 1. Given to or characterized by the use of long words. 2.Long and ponderous; having many syllables. noun: A long word. http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=82 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/81.html Thu, 12 Jan 2006 13:43:28 GMT 2006. Has it already been 6 years since we thought the world was going to fall apart because our clocks won't know between 1900 and 2000? Time flies. The thing with time flying is that you know it will give you some time droppings. I will be entering a fourth of a century's existence soon. A few days ago, my job announced that we can no longer wear regular sneakers (the end of an era, I know.) I had to retire some of my college clothes. I regularly drink coffee now (and its not even from [Green]bucks). Last night, I forced myself to go to the gym. I am sleepy by 10:30pm. None of these are... (more) http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=81 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/80.html Sat, 17 Dec 2005 18:39:44 GMT Sin and salvation The concept of substitution may be said, then, to lie at the heart of both sin and salvation. For the essence of sin is man substituting himself for God, while the essence of salvation is God substituting himself for man. --From "The Cross of Christ" (Leicester and Downers Grove: IVP, 1986), p. 160. http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=80 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/79.html Tue, 22 Nov 2005 16:29:49 GMT Originally posted November 11, 2004 so what do you do with yourself when youre stuck in a rut of everyday mundane occurances like doors that open and shut you try to lift your eyes to the hills, to the mountains you tip on your toes and keep looking even through rain you fly a kite from where you are out the window of your box you run up to the fence without shoes, no doubt you see another box far, quite far away what you dont see is what will make you stay for there's a person there who's stuck in a rut of everyday mundane occurances like doors... (more) http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=79 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/78.html Sun, 13 Nov 2005 20:26:54 GMT Before you start wondering, I am not talking suicide. Read this verse from the hymn "Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing" by Robert Robinson: O that day when freed from sinning, I shall see Thy lovely face; Clothed then in blood washed linen How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace; Come, my Lord, no longer tarry, Take my ransomed soul away; Send thine angels now to carry Me to realms of endless day. We were singing this at church one day and I was just filled with the truth of the statement. I wanted to see my Savior's face. I wanted him to take my ransomed soul away.... (more) http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=78 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/77.html Wed, 09 Nov 2005 16:14:01 GMT Recently, I think I have been transforming to the proverbial hard-nosed schoolteacher. Give it a few more months and I just might start putting my hair up in a bun tighter, which will give the effect that I have a huge forehead (and a large brain, supposedly). All my clothes will magically transform into brown plaid suits with below-the-knee pencil cut skirts at opportune times. My hiking shoes will morph into 2-inch mary-janes with foot bed support (the ones that aren't trendy). I can't help it though. Maybe it’s partially fear of man, but I have in me a growing desire for “propriety” or,... (more) http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=77 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/76.html Thu, 27 Oct 2005 14:09:20 GMT yesterday, on the bus to work, i had a brief encounter with a virago. a couple of us from the train just caught the bus in the nick of time, right when the bus was just pulling away from the bus stop. the bus driver graciously stopped the bus for me, and then waited for the second person to board. at most, it was a five-second delay. the rest of the passengers assured the bus driver by saying, "wait up!" cumulatively. not in unison, but in some silent code of agreement that only veteran commuters know. the virago met this act of kindness with wide eyes, "we can't wait for everyone!" she... (more) http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=76 http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/archive/75.html Wed, 05 Oct 2005 18:21:41 GMT this one is from a journal entry some time ago. i read it again yesterday and was just so grateful for God's grace during a difficult time. thought id use it to post here and i hope it encourages you. it still needs a bit of polishing if it were to be formally published, but here it is raw and uncut (somewhat...heheh). ------------------- a pile of rubble around me no one to lean on but You no escape, no rest in sight. a few moments from a brief disappearance in a blink of an eye, greeting the waves. don't know where to start i'm already in the middle as soon as... (more) http://tracesofpolaris.blogdrive.com/comments?id=75