Can I just live up there?
Month: August 2009
Champion Show Jumper
From the Horse and his Boy
“And now my son, waste no time on questions, but obey. This damsel is wounded. Your horses are spent. Rabadash is at this moment finding a ford over the Winding Arrow. If you run now, without a moment’s rest, you will still be in time to warn King Lune.”
Shasta’s heart fainted at these words for he felt he had no strength left. And he writhed inside at what seemed the cruelty and unfairness of the demand. He had not yet learned that if you do one good deed your reward usually is to be set to do another and harder and better one. But all he said out loud was:
“Where is the King?”
by C.S. Lewis, the chapter called The Hermit of the Southern
Summer Adventures – part 5
Summer Adventures – part 4
Summer Adventures – part 3
Summer Adventures – part 2
Summer Adventures – part 1
Character
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Walter Garber is a man who has come up the ranks in the subway control department of NYC. He started at the bottom and worked his way to the top, only to be brought down several notches when he was accused of accepting a bribe. The beginning of the movie shows him cheerfully at his job, accepting his assignment – low-man-on-the-totem-pole subway traffic director-guy (if you want the actual titles, watch the movie).
3 Months
It’s quiet.
Life is quiet.
Not boring, just quiet. And different. Very different.
Gone are the late nights studying and pushing through homework and reaching deadlines just in time. Gone are the hours at Starbucks with my ipod and my books and calculator. Gone are the rushed dinners grabbed at Chik-fil-a as I jet off to class. Gone is the stress of unfinished assignments and assignments yet to come. Gone is the pressure to keep the grades up. Gone is the general burden that becomes a familiar companion, and is then missed (?) when it is put to death by strange things like graduation and diploma.
Gone are the McGarys and the McScotties. This is a chapter in itself and one I dare not delve into here in cyberspace. Yes, this chapter is best kept for phone calls or in-person conversations or for prayer.
I’m still not sure how much I like the quiet. It’s different.
But I trust it is good. And for my good.

















