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November 30, 2010

What Happened to…? Oh, I Packed It.

What Happened to…? Oh, I Packed It.

My room is officially empty. Well, not entirely empty; the floor is still covered with three boxes and a suitcase. But, aside from that, the room is empty. Sure, it’s only Tuesday and we’re not required to pack up until Thursday and Friday, but I like to be ahead of the curve, I suppose. In fact, I like to be…

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November 27, 2010

I’m Special, So I Get to Write a Second Blog

I’m Special, So I Get to Write a Second Blog

Howdy y’all! It’s Dustin again. I know you hated my last blog, so I volunteered to write another. If you don’t like it, take it up with Jason Poarch. Now, let me tell you what’s been going on here at SWL. My parents came to visit on Wednesday and are staying at the lodge until the end of semester. I’m…

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November 25, 2010

Hotel California

Hotel California

It’s hard to write about something that I don’t believe will ever happen: the end. So I won’t. Denial might not be the wisest, but it’s easier. When I was thinking about coming to Semester (that feels like eons ago), one of the things that convinced me to come was the fact that I knew I wouldn’t want to leave…

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November 23, 2010

Sometimes in November

Sometimes in November

Though it rarely happens anymore, with the likes of Carrell and Sandler feeding our appetites to mindlessly consume entertainment, every once in awhile a great movie comes along which tells a story requiring a little more of our person. We watched one such film this past Sunday evening. Sometimes in April retells of the tragedy that took place in Rwanda in 1994 and captures the heinous acts of genocide the Hutu people inflicted on their Tutsi brothers. Over 800,000 people dead. 1 in 8 of the population wiped out. Jason, our fearless discussion leader, to begin, asked something along the lines of: “How do you forgive such evil?? The room was quiet. This is the very question the little Rwandan countryside has been attempting to answer in the 16-years since. All other avenues exhausted, they have turned to reconciliation. They are trying to restore a ravaged nation with forgiveness. Frustration. Sadness. Hope. A mixed bag of emotions walked from our study room that night. Is such forgiveness possible? It is said in Africa that God sleeps in Rwanda at night because the land is so beautiful. Perhaps this is true. Both rain and sun are needed to make plants grow. God brings good even in a downpour. I wrote this little poem the other night, following the discussion:

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November 20, 2010

Canada v. Colorado: The Battle over Snow and Thanksgiving

Canada v. Colorado: The Battle over Snow and Thanksgiving

It seems that God is smiling on us and has chosen to bless us with a blizzard. Well, it hasn’t actually happened yet, but I have faith in the weatherman. What’s more, I trust in God, because Mary, Melissa, and I asked for a blizzard to come tonight. We are all anticipating seeing a few feet soar down over the…

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November 17, 2010

Theology as a Rain Forest

Theology as a Rain Forest

There are many thoughts that enter the mind upon approaching the end of an endeavor such as Summit Semester. “What did I learn?? “Will I remember the material?? or “Will I keep in touch with my friends?? are all questions that could ruin the difficult yet necessary process of saying goodbye. Although I am not here to analyze and exploit the process of leaving, it is indeed an included aspect. The most mind-consuming thing, however, is reflection of the time I have spent here, the friends I have made, the habits that have been built, and a general direction of my next step.

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November 16, 2010

Work Hard, Play Hard, Rest Hard

Work Hard, Play Hard, Rest Hard

Life here at Snow Wolf Lodge is vaguely reminiscent of life at a monastery. (Although, no one here, at least to my knowledge, plans to take any vows of celibacy.) Cloistered away in the mountains with limited outside interaction, we have ample time to think and enjoy living in community while learning to balance work, study, exercise, and rest.

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November 13, 2010

Growing Closer

Growing Closer

Have you ever noticed how quiet it gets when it snows...? The world becomes hushed and muffled in a blanket of white silence. The world is lost in the still and quiet darkness where only the drifting flakes of crystalline snow seem to exist, and the timeless peace of a snowy winter’s night keeps you spellbound. It is in moments…

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November 11, 2010

Lights Out!

Lights Out!

So the night life here at summit is one that is either interesting to the point of heads exploding with decisions of what to do or who to converse with (thoughts of mattress surfing down the stairs are coming to mind), or it is a time of silence and solitude where people can get things done and actually hear themselves…

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November 09, 2010

Stonestreet, Snow, and Someone’s Mom

Stonestreet, Snow, and Someone’s Mom

So you may be wondering at the interesting title for my blog, but before you question my sanity, please let me explain. We are a mere four weeks from the end of our semester (and no we don’t want to talk about it), which has brought us through class with Dr. Bauman, Dr. Williams, and Dr. Moreland. We have been…

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November 07, 2010

Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!

Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!

Sundays are, according to the Protestants, a day of rest. We practice this in many ways. For one thing, we do not have to leave for church until 9:20, which means we get an extra hour of sleep. At least, we men do. I have heard a rumor that the womenfolk habitually get up very early to 'do their hair'…

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November 04, 2010

Just Another Sunny Day in the San Juan Mountains of Southern Colorado

Just Another Sunny Day in the San Juan Mountains of Southern Colorado

This is strange weather for a kid growing up in Michigan; we played sand volleyball twice this week, complete with bare feet and shorts. Is it really November already? The calendar in our dining room claims this is true, along with a list of the pages in books that are due. Pardon my rhyme. It was not out of place. If you found it absurd, I'll ask you for some grace. Allow me an explanation: You can hear it in the way people order their speech, and see it in their hands, as they count syllables and dance their fingers in a “Da-Dum-Da-Dum-Da-Dum? rhythm. This is the fateful week that our sonnets (three weeks in the making) are to be turned into Dr. Bauman, who returned this week after a two-week hiatus. For my part, and I believe I can speak for most, this will be a joyous return. Dr. Bauman expects much from us, putting all of our thinking faculties to work for the good of God's Kingdom. Asking questions never before asked by a majority here. There is, perhaps, no other man alive whose voice I would rather hear in my head.

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November 02, 2010

Good Morning, America!

Good Morning, America!

It is the second of November, and the majority of the semester is behind us. This past weekend the family celebrated the annual tradition known as “Farvest Hall.? (To all of you who are not fluent in dyslexic lingo…Fall Harvest) The weekend was filled with continuous events of splendor, such as pumpkin carving, a shotgun and rifle showdown, a scavenger hunt, and a 5k race, all of which left us emotionally, mentally, and physically deprived. The staff members of our family decided to remedy these depravities—we would all sleep in on the following Monday. Well….most all of us.

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