Monday, August 28, 2006

Praise God from Whom All Blessings Flow!

My heart is about to burst with praise for our Heavenly Father! He is so awesomely good and worthy of praise. A very dear friend of mine, Katie, who was my roommate during second year, just invited me to her baptism in September. Praise God! I could tell you the background, but it seems unimportant right now. What could be more important than the growth, even by one, of the Kingdom of Heaven?! Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty!

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

My summer is quickly coming to a close. My last day of work was Saturday and I'm returning to Denver on Thursday. It's remarkable to think how quickly time has passed. It also feels like I am separated from all of you and from Glasgow by eons rather than the two and a half months that is reality. The following are some comments on my 're-entry.'

I am glad that I no longer have to bag my own groceries. It seemed as though I was never quick enough.

I used to listen to a lot of country-western music and missed it while I was in Glasgow. Now I seem to hear it with virgin ears, because I'm not so sure how I feel about it any more. A lot of it is pretty bad stuff.

On the same token, I listened to the radio a lot in my flat, so I am missing British music. But KT Tunstall has had the number one song on the American charts for 5 or 6 weeks now. A local DJ was talking about her being Irish though. I almost phoned or emailed the radio station to set him right, but didn't. Alright, so it's true--a good number Americans are horrible at world geography. James Blunt is pretty popular right now too and will actually be playing at my uni sometime this fall. Beth Orton played in Denver earlier in the month as well. I heard the Editors on a late night chat show the other night too, but haven't heard them on the radio. Maybe Duke Special will break into the American market soon!

I miss hearing all the accents, so have been watching a lot of British films (plus who doesn't like Colin Firth?). I have also been trying to catch the aforementioned chat show 'The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson.' He's a brilliant Glaswegian comedian.

I had a Glasgow-style Funday Sunday this past week with my friend Marcy. We went to a farmers market and then sat in a park for a while. There was no reading of Narnia or ice cream trucks or slack lines or people doing jiu jitsu (sp?), but it was still pretty good. We went to her house to make rhubarb cake too. Yum!

In other news, I've pretty much learned to drive a car with a manual transmission. I still kill it on ocassion, but so far I haven't ruined the transmission. Drivers of Denver should beware though!