Monday, February 25, 2008

My SCSC mission!

I'm so excited!! I got a call this weekend from the SCSC (Summer Christian Service Corps.) committee and they told me that I'm going to Battle Creek, MI. My friend Emily from Maryland is one of my partners and a guy named Chad who is from Washington D.C. (I think) is my other partner. It'll be a lot of fun to have Pastor Kori as my project director and I think that Jonathan's brother Matthew is going to be his assistant.

My friends Katrina and Micah are going to be coming here for their project. I'll be getting my packet sometime this week and I'll find out what it is that I will exactly be doing. I'm glad I'm going there, it was one of the places that I really wanted to go. I can't wait!

Friday, February 8, 2008

I was going to come up with a clever title, but I've got nothing.

Well, our one act got first at sub-sections, while Anne Schreiber (Mr. Schreiber's daughter) got second place. At sections we got second and Anne got third. We were beat by St. Charles by one point. They go most every year so we were a little disappointed but now that we didn't get a chance to go to state we got to start our spring musical, "Bye bye Birdie" a week earlier.

We had auditions Tuesday and Wednesday, and we got the results today. I got the part of Kim MacAfee!!!! That was the part I really wanted and I'm so glad that I got it.

We also had a funeral for a guy who went to our church. I'm really going to miss him. He always had a smile for me. He was a very strong man, both physically and in the Lord. He could lift an 80 pound car wrench with one finger and no matter how hard you would punch him in the gut (when he asked you to) you would end up hurting yourself more than you would him. He would ask most of the kids he knew to do that, but I don't recall him ever asking me to. I think he knew that I was such a quiet, shy, little girl that I wouldn't have done it, even if he had asked me to. I didn't know how much I ment to him until I went to the funeral and all his kids would say to me that he would talk about me all the time. I didn't realize that he had ment so much to me either until a few years ago when he started having noticeable health problems and he didn't come to church as often. But everytime I saw him walk through that door, it brought the biggest smile to my face. There is a hymn that was his favorite, "How Great Thou Art." Everytime we would sing it in church you could hear his voice over everybody elses. At the funeral we sang that hymn and I swear that I could faintly hear him singing it with us. I know it was most likely just the memory but it helped because it felt like he was still there. It's funny how we value people so much more after we lose them. But Claston's memory will never be lost, it will always be locked within my heart.