As I look at the year that is rapidly approaching, it turns out that 2009 is going to be the Year of the Meeting.
For starters, I will be the Marketing VP for the Ames Jaycees in 2009. That means two board meetings a month in addition to 2 membership meetings a month.
I will also be on the Board of Trustees at the church. I don’t know exactly what the Board of Trustees does, but apparently it involves staring at water damage to the ceiling and then voting on it. I vote “yes” that is water damage. I’m not sure how many meetings that will entail, but I’m hoping that it isn’t too many.
It also seems like I might end up on the Board of the Methodist Men. I’m not sure if this is a done deal, but I think that they meet twice a month in between church services.
That should be enough meetings for me, I might have to abstain from all meetings in 2010.
As it is, my years working for the Evil Clown Empire conditioned me to hate meetings. We only really had 2 Store Manager Meetings and we rotated through them.
The first meeting I will call the Boat Captain Meeting. The old man that owned the company would give a stirring story about how managers were doing to much work. My favorite was when he compared managers to boat captains.
If you were a captain of a boat and you saw that you were going to slam into something ahead, would a good captain run down into the boiler room and start shoveling coal or would they grab the wheel and steer the ship out of danger?
The point of the meeting was that he wanted more staff added to every shift so that managers could manage rather than shoveling coal.
The next manager meeting would always be about how labor was too high and we needed to cut labor.
This of course would be followed by the Boat Captain Meeting. It was an endless cycle.
Here are some pictures from the suffrage march on Saturday.
My favorite sign is from the march is the sign about “Idiots” having the right to vote, but not women.
For some reason that sign reminds me of Buck vs. Bell. The 1927 Supreme Court where The Supreme Court concluded it was okay for the state to sterilize a woman because her mother and her daughter were “feeble-minded” and “promiscuous”.*
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr. wrote the following in his decision:
We have seen more than once that the public welfare may call upon the best citizens for their lives. It would be strange if it could not call upon those who already sap the strength of the State for these lesser sacrifices, often not felt to be such by those concerned, in order to prevent our being swamped with incompetence. It is better for all the world, if instead of waiting to execute degenerate offspring for crime, or to let them starve for their imbecility, society can prevent those who are manifestly unfit from continuing their kind. The principle that sustains compulsory vaccination is broad enough to cover cutting the Fallopian tubes.
Three generations of imbeciles are enough.
I wonder if the idiots on the sign were related to the imbeciles in the Supreme Court decision.
*Every time I discuss this case, I have to confirm to at least one person that this really happened in this country. Yes! This really happened in this country. Just more than 80 years ago.
About 3 Sundays ago while I was leaving the sanctuary, Andrea told me that she was thinking about me when she wrote her section for the October Bulletin.
That made me a bit nervous. Was there some particular message that I in particular needed to hear?
This Sunday the new Bulletin came out. I read Andrea’s section with more than my usual amount of anticipation.
A Note from Pastor Andrea
I have been doing a lot of reflecting this past month on ways in which we can as a church grow as one community. I have been thinking about ways in which we can get involved not only by our giving but also through our talents.
So, I thought that for the month of October we as a church could reflect on the “God Moments” in our lives. First, find a photo from this summer or fall that shows you “God Moment”. It could be a scenery picture, it could be a family photo, a child’s photo, any type of picture that you have taken of something you did or saw. Secondly, I would like for you to write a short blurb explaining your special “God moment”. Bring your photo and blurb to the office and we will display them around the church as a way for us to share with one another not only our talents in photography but also to share the way that we have seen God in our everyday lives!! The question I want you to answer is, “How have I seen God working in my life?”
I think those of you that attended my Sermon Interview a few months back will know why she was thinking about me when she wrote this section of her Note.
As it turns out, it was nothing to worry about. I’ve even offered to help out with this project. I think it is a brilliant idea. I hope people choose to participate.
Lowell has signed on to teach Sunday School for Middle Schoolers. He was recently give a stack of potential books to use as curriculum. One of these books was trying way too hard to be “young” and “hip”.
Not only did they try to make the guy on the cover look like a cartoon version of Randal Graves from Clerks, they gave lessons titles like: “That isn’t fair. What’s up with that?”
There is also a great lesson on the similarities between Jericho and what the United States government did to the Native Americans.
On the second day of the trip we headed to a house that hadn’t been touched or mucked. I can’t even describe how this house smelled. Once you opened opened the front door, you could stand across the street and still smell the house, with your mask on.
The strange thing is that despite the smell of the house, you could still smell the fridge on top of the smell of the house.
I went over to Cedar Rapids with a group from my church to do a little flood relief. All I can really say is that it was 100 times worse than I imagined. 5,038 houses were effected by the flooding in Cedar Rapids. It will take 4 years of continuous volunteer work to get Cedar Rapids looking anything like it did before the flood.
Below are some pictures from the first day of work.
>We worked on two houses on Thursday. Unfortunately the second house we worked on could not be saved.
I believe an important part of being an Iowan is having an opinion on what is the “right color tractor”. I don’t wish to get into this debate. I bring this point up because on Tuesday morning Lowell and I served breakfast with the Meth Men (as Lowell and I now refer to them) for the WHO Tractor ride that was in Boone. I had a look around and took a few photos.
Lowell mentioned to somebody in the kitchen that the Meth Men needed t-shirts. I believe a committee was immediately formed. If you are a Methodist, you should appreciate that story.
I managed to make it through this Sunday’s Sermon/Interview. I don’t think that I embarrassed myself too much and I think at least a few people were touched or were able to relate to my message.
I don’t want to re-hash the experience, but I would like to thank Jesse, Jay, Shannon, Jason, Carrie and Nader for coming to support me. I also would like to thank Lowell for being there. My family was incredibly supportive as well.
I do want to share a video that Andrea found on the internet and played during the sermon of the song No One Else Knows by Building 429. A song that is very important to me.
Of course if you subscribe to this blog via e-mail or RSS Feed, you will actually have to go to the website to see the article.
Also, even though the video credits Casting Crowns with this song, I assure you that it is Building 429’s song.
My church, the First United Methodist Church of Boone, is doing a series of sermons this summer where the Pastors interview a member of the congregation. This Sunday is the second sermon of this kind. The lucky person being interviewed is me.
I’m not really sure how or why I got got chosen for this honor, but if you are awake and bored with your church (or maybe you are looking for a church) or just want to see me go down in flames, you can come to our church this Sunday and watch.
There are two worship services.
A traditional worship service at 8:55. A contemporary worship service at 10:45.
All are welcome to come. After all, our church motto is: “Open Hearts, Open Minds, Open Doors”
I started the day as a greeter for church. There were a couple unique events at church on Sunday. 4 of the churches in the area combined choirs and toured their churches. One of the other 4 churches is the Central Christian Church, so it was a rare Sunday that I got to see my grandma sing.
She is in the lower left side. She is the one that looks like my Mom. I should point out that this picture was taking during rehearsal. Normally those pews are filled up.
Lowell’s youngest Holden was baptized.
Lowell’s family with Phil
Plus I’m throwing up a bonus image of the Jesus and rice that Andrea used during Children’s Time.
A small group of us, (I will now call them my Inner Sanctum) went to the House of Bricks to see Shawn’s band Act of Gravity. They put on a good show despite not being aided by the sound guy.
There was a pretty sweet moment when Shawn was rocking the drums so hard the banner for the Albino Spiders came partially unfurled.
After Act of Gravity was done, a carnival act performed. They billed the dude as a fire eater, but I’m not convinced that I couldn’t have duplicated the same act.
He put either a sugar cookie or a pineapple (although to me it looked like pound cake) in 151 then lit it on fire and ate it. It wasn’t all that impressive.
The other interesting thing about the fire eater was that he was dressed like a drag queen, but had put enough makeup on to look like a mime. Very interesting.
After the hard rocking show, we were joined by a few other friends (that I will now refer to as my Inner Circle) at Hu Hot. I think an enjoyable time was had by most and it set up what I was hoping would be an enjoyable Memorial Day.