opportunity of a lifetime

i sat down yesterday night to do some journaling and realized that i really do have a lot to look forward. i mean, besides the senior internship program that takes up the last month of school, AP Tests, and graduation in about five months, there's also the movie release schedule around that time that includes Spiderman 3 as well as the second Fantastic 4. no seriously, i'm thinking something else. Botball, track, Acquire the Fire, 30 Hour Famine, some arts festival substitute (since the traditional ISAS has been unhappily cancelled), a missions trip to Chicago with Daniel, a missions trip with the youth group to who knows where (earlier suspicions involving the MASCCR, a giant asian-american conference, were somewhat confirmed, though not entirely our missions trip), and a summer of hopeful relaxation and flexibly refreshing intimacy with family, friends, and Tulsa.

i finished reading Stephen King's On Writing and got to the point where (this is reality) he gets hit by a blue van and is apparently flipped over the windshield, some fourteen feet above the ground, avoiding greatly probable death. he says what keeps him going - ultimately, his savior - is his writing. he says that it is writing that he turns to - not to mention the operations of one of the doctors and his wife's love - that is what gets him going and really leads to recovery. my youth pastor mike has mentioned how Asian-Americans do this the same way, as bad as it sounds, with work - except they overload themselves with work so that they never have to get to the end of it to realize whether or not it was really worth it. Stephen King turned to writing, and the youth of America turn to sex and drugs and video games like World of Warcraft, and even if they get to the end of it, they are confused out of their minds because their worlds have nothing left for them. they had one hope in sex and drugs and, in a word, culture, and if or once it has failed them, they are hopeless.

how great it would be to be in this kind of ministry. a liberating, watch-God-work position of ministry. i heard about a guy who break dances in the NYC subways and uses that to get together a crowd and share the Word - share his personal testimony, share what is important to him. i thought this was cool, as i read it in Newsweek about three years ago, and am trying to learn how to break dance for this reason (and what should be the less important reason that it is cool). my school schedule being what it is - for the first time in my past seven semesters in high school - i think i will take technical theater. though i thought i could go without this class and somewhat have to an extent, i want to be in a position where i could be part of a crew working for events like Passion or Urbana or, I have no idea - something where I could watch God move. I would really like to be there when He does something big, when the next huge wage comes to sweep us all away in His current.

as for today, i've got homework and am missing out on sleep. hope that you are having a good night or whatever time of day it is when you read this. for dinner, i went out with mike, lisa, sam, and ruth, and cashed in on mike's promise of a dinner for running a 5k in under 18 minutes. in a week, i'll have a chance to break a five minute mile. we went out to Memories of Japan, a nice sushi place that is apparently a hole-in-the-wall restaurant. but it was really great. i give out great props. very good sushi. have a good day.