Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Well, as I sit here in my Pentateuch class I feel drained of all energy. I feel like a diesile vehicle that has run clear out of fuel and has to be purged before it can start again...wait, thats not a good one. I feel like when you clean out your couch, remove the cushions, and find food particles like raisins; except, you discover you hate raisins and never bought them let alone eat them on your new coach, well I am that grape (the grape that shriviled into a raisin). I appologize for you readers that have made it this far in my blog.

On the upswing, I did start my assignement today that was due some time ago, however it is for proffesor fawcet so I hope he will, "Love me on this one." It is drawing nearer and closer to my departurer here and had quite the "U-HAUL" insident;
I went into a U-haul store since they rent pickups for cheap. So I go in and explain my situation to the worker behind the desk. It went something like this: "Hey, I am looking to rent one of your pick-ups for like a day.... (silence and glares)......um, yea because I need it to tow a tiny trailer I have up to camrose." His responce was less then promising, "Sir you can not tow anything with our pickups, they were not designed for towing, it can't be done". With a mild feeling of rejectiong I pointed out that these trucks do have hitches and what was the purpose if they were not ment for towing. He replied, "Sir, they are they because we tow stuff with them not you arround our lot," in a snarly way. My responce was simply this, "Ok, um say I needed one just for moving boxes." Looking dead in my face (looking through my intension), "So your saying you dont need to tow anything?" I said, "yes, I remebered I dont need to tow it." Looking at me intently he realized that I had won this round. Looking defeated he quote me a price. Saying, "thank you," I walked out the door with his creepy eyes glaring intently and hinting defeat. This was my U-haul expierience.

Later in the evening, after youth small groups, we went out to RED ROBYNS again (my favoritie restaurant). We had a great time with implications and Bible College humour that implied some interesting thoughts. Imaturaity is fun for a season!

Simon Out!

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Are you saying that you're more mature than most of the students at Vanguard? Intriguing, because that's what I caught from "immaturity is fun for a season!" Of course, I could be reading betwixt the lines.

6:54 AM  
Blogger Simon Weresch said...

No, dear brother. I am indeed a work in progress. I am sorry you read into it. Imamaturity is fun for a season is not ment as spiritual my dear brother, yet rather mental. I am all about having fun, thats who I am, thats who youth relate to. I strive for a relational ministry and if that means never wearing a suite and tie and think 14 inch bible under my arm, thats what I will avoid.

11:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Youth relate to having fun the best? I think that's why I'll never be a youth pastor: I don't know how to have fun. On the other hand, what do you with youth who don't want to have fun?

Can't you be relational with a suit, tie, and 14" Bible under your arm?

I'm just pushing your buttons.

2:52 PM  
Blogger Simon Weresch said...

I think a successful youth pastor must adapt and be relevant to the culture. It is my belief that for different groups could mean different approaches which is why every youth pastor does not fit every church. Uniquness demonstrates God's creativity on the canvas of life.

3:10 PM  

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