Jon the Baptist.

Well as everything that is bound by time comes to an end, my time here is coming to an end.  It seems ending are of the theme this week.  Doing all my ending papers; getting ready for the end trip; studying how Jews practice the end of life; I had to end the life of a monster spider…, this chapter of my life is now ending.  The people here I know so well, are going to be again but smells and pictures.  I had written before about this idea of the past being only, when it comes down to it, something we smell and then have a picture in our heads.  It will be like that, though wull see what differences the Lord will bring from what I had done here.  Perhaps this time I will miss people; perhaps not…  I come to the conclusion that I am not good as missing people.  I don’t fully know why yet, but when it comes to being somewhere else where people that I usually am with are not there, I don’t get that feeling that so many people describe as missing.  Sure it would be great to have people around, the more the marrier, but I really wonder about this.  Am I born with it?  Is it a gift?  Or a curse?  Maybe being somewhere in the middle is best…  Because when it comes down to it some of the people here will be like they are dying.  I will never see them again, never talk to them again, never experience things with them again…  They will be but a picture in my head and perhaps later on in life I will wonder what a smell reminds me of, and it will be them, then the pictures of what he experienced together will come back.  Then I will have the decision before me, to want those experiences so bad again that I act in a way that promotes them, or I will decide to accept them as they were and look forward to having new ones like it…

Jordan Entry

We had our last trip for learning the land of Israel.  It was a 4 day trip that I will never lose smell of!  The picture will play back in my head over and over because it was something that I will most likely never experience something similar to.  It was a rare thing, and rare things I remember well.  We went to tones of places that no one would know, because they are mentioned like once or twice in some place in the Old Testament.  Those names or places that you say, “I’ll never remember”… I’ve been there!  haha.  I remember them well because I have a test coming up on them and I need to know them for a different purpose.  I got pictures and 360 video shots of basically all of them.  See if you recognize the names: Dibon… Bozrah… Ammon… Rabbah…  They are place in the Bible, I promise…  But I’m sure all who read this will know of the place Petra.  Maybe not by the name Petra, but by the movie Indiana Jones.  Quite the experience of a movie to remember, even though I didn’t live it, I remember that one well.  I went to that place where the Holy Grail is kept!  That place where the Old guy says, “You have chosen… … … … Wisely”.  You know what I’m talking about.

I followed the Map that Indiana had, and this is what I found...

But as well as being an amazing trip, it was somewhat emotional at the end.  We finished out last stop at Mt. Nebo, the place where Moses was told by God that he was to die and not enter the promised land.  You could tell our teacher had planned all this talks out wisely in the way that his speeches were so polished and appropreate for what was happeneing in our lives.  It was quite the emotional ending.  It seems my missing has already been done.  I felt sad and realized that this section of experience will end.  I wont be able to see these people, do the same things, experience the same lifestyle…  This chapter is ending.  I miss it now so I don’t have to later I guess.  I get home then 5 days later have to move to another chapter.  Home it seems has been the preface for each new chapter of my life.  I go home for a month or two to add to the confusion of how I fit in there, then leave and restart the process of meeting new people, having the beginning times where people don’t like to have akward silences.  I get to have those talks where I give my life story in a nutshell.  I don’t mind…  I actually really love the new.  But I don’t know how I would experience the non-new anymore.  If I were to stay somewhere for more than a year, I wonder how I would cope.  I think Tsawwassen should be the next chapter of my life.  Experience the life of working for money sake, eating for my stomach sake, sleeping for my sleepiness sake, and hanging for desires sake.

"The edge of the World", as the sign said...

It seems the end of this part of the world is coming to an end for me.  Maybe it does not actually exist once I leave…  I’ll never know.  Do tree make a noise when they fall when no one is around?  hmmmm?  Anyways…  All that to say, I’ll be coming home in about 3 weeks.  But until then, I will continue to add to the amount of smells that remind me of things.  I love you all at home, and hope all is well.  God Bless

Look out to what Moses saw as he was told he wasn't to go to the promise land...