Archive for September, 2005

An Excerpt September 18th, 2005

Phil Martin

This is gleaned from the third part of the Political Star Wars:

There is no separation of Church and State. Whether it is evil Sith that seek to rule a galaxy, or militant Muslims that seek to destroy freedom; whether it is Jedi that fight desperately to stop the domination of evil and restore peace, or Christians who want to reform hearts and help their nation enact laws and principles that raise the standard of life in their nation- true devotees of religion will carry it with them into every aspect of their life and cannot be stopped from doing so. That is fact. The current notion of separaration of church and state is impossible.

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Tales from Across the Border September 12th, 2005

Phil Martin

Hello. Another week come and gone.

This week I worked maintenance everyday (except for Monday, seeing as it was Labor Day). We worked on tearing off two sections of roof that needed replacing, and then some random odd jobs. Starting tomorrow the roof sections will be replaced, but not by us summer work program people, cause they got pros coming in to do it. I worked hard, and was tired. Every day ran into the next and it seemed like I was running on a sleep deficiency.

But anyway, the weekend came and with it Sat and Sun off. Nice happenings.

Yesterday I was given the opportunity to go up to Montreal for the day. Here at Word of Life we are about 2 hours from the Canadian border and Montreal is another 20 minutes after that. A group of us went, 9 people total, 4 girls, one of the ladies that works in the office, a guy named Scott who has been coordinating activities, and his two younger children (8 and 11 or something). Had an absolute blast, despite waking up early and almost just going back to sleep.

Started off early, and had an uneventful ride to Canada. At one point we opened the boxed snacks prepared for us by our friends in the kitchen and found no end of jokes. They had put potatoes in with the snacks, mine had some dead flowers, another had an onion and liver, it was hilarious, but there were chips and M&M’s and stuff, so it wasn’t all bad.

We arrived at the border to see 6 semis just parked by the station, and one pulled across the road. The drivers were standing around having animated conversations. One van ahead of us pulled around the semi blocking the road, so we did as well. Seconds afterwards the semi was pulled all the way across the road, blocking passage. After we pulled into the booth, they put cones behind us, again all across the road. We made it through the border and into Canada, but were a mite confused. More on that later.

We parked in Montreal, and walked around a bit in the city. Amazing old buildings up next to skyscapers, and brick/cobbled roads. God blessed with an absolutely beautiful day. We visited a few shops, including a Medieval shop called Excalibur. Upon entering they had swords and battle axes hung along the walls, and a bunch of period clothes, including some gorgeous dresses. Lining shelves were goblets and ornate stuff. Really cool. The office lady, January, bought a dress. Interesante.

Following that we entered some other stores, one of which was a sports shop. They were selling memorabilia from the Montreal Expos, a baseball team that was recently disbanded due to lack of interest and ticket sales. The team has been replaced by the Washington Nationals in the District of Columbia. All Expos jerseys and stuff are collectors items now.

We spent most of the day, however, underground. The Canadians are ingenious. Above ground there rests a large, magnificent cathedral, ornate and all old bricks and large steeple and stuff. Underneath, there is a shopping mall. Back in the 70′s I believe, they undertook to build a mall underneath the cathedral. Utilizing massive excavations, the builders erected large concrete pilings under the foundation of the church, and dug all the dirt from underneath the foundation. So exact was their skill that the church was never moved and remained open during the entire operation. There is an unbelievable picture inside the mall of the church, floating on 8 0r 10 pilings and nothing underneath except a large crater, and a walkway suspended from the front doors of the church to the road 30 some feet away. The mall extends for several blocks in all directions, at some points rising two stories above the ground. Near the church was another old brick builing, that per instructions, was torn down, but brick by brick, each labled, and after the mall was built the builing was recontructed exactly as before. Simply incredible.

“I did not know man could build such things.” – Gladiator

I spent some money on souveniers, found a deck of playing cards in a dollar store that features the Canadian 100 dollar bill, and in a novelty shop found some miniature Peanuts plaing cards that are really neat. Also from the Excalibur shop I purchased a glass mug that has inlaid on the side a shield bearing a dragon, with a sword running behind the shield and emerging hilt on top, point on bottom.

We ate dinner at a decent American style diner, then walked around the evening to see about three weddings post ceremony, as in brides and grooms entering cars and whatever. Enjoyed a nice ride back to the border to discover what the ruckuss was earlier.

It turns out that some lunatic shot a cop in a town close to the border, and during the ensuing manhunt, the border was closed, our van being the last across. The manhunt lasted all day, snipers and SWAT and helicopters swarming all over the BI property, cops with shotguns every 300 feet or so along the road. Eventuall though they found the guy about a half mile from the Bible Institute. Unfortunately the cop shot is in critical condition last I heard. Pray for him, if you would.

Spent the evening watching a movie then went to sleep and just woke up at 1045, after getting some well earned sleep.

Thus ends my tales from across the border.

Nate should be coming back from Georgia soon, so I should probably clean up his room a bit…

Peace.

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Spanish September 5th, 2005

Phil Martin

Hmm, it seems that despite taking two years in HS, I still don’t know Spanish.

Still, it seems to come up quite a bit in regular usage (what I remember at any rate), and in my blog postings.

Don’t know why I needed to actually post about this, but I am bored, so….yeah, get over it. You read my blog by choice so you can read about whatever I choose to write about (hahaha – evil laugh).

Whatever.

So your time won’t be a total waste, here are the lyrics to a cool song,

Talk About Jesus

Tait

You never told me, what you always said, “We’ll be here, we’ll pray for you” echos in my head. I still remember, longing to escape; Like a man in prison chains, is my life in vain? I cry out for you to hear me; and I wonder, does anybody care You talk about Jesus, how He set you free You talk about a Savior, how He died for me I don’t understand what you’re talking about; All I see is pain when I look around All I ever wanted, never wanted me All the dreams that I’ve lived for have left me incomplete Now I’m still searching if I can find the truth But these voices haunting me, have left me so confused. I cry out for you to hear and I wonder does anybody care You talk about Jesus, how He set you free You talk about a Savior, how He died for me I don’t understand what you’re talking about; All I feel is pain, please help me now. When I was cold, did you let me in? When I was hungry, were you my friend? When I was down and out and needed your hand, Did you see a chance or just a desparate man You talk about Jesus, how He set you free You talk about a Savior, how He died for me I don’t understand what you’re talking about; All I feel is pain, please help me now. You say we’re equal, all men are brothers. Then why are rich more equal than others, yeah more equal than others Don’t ask the answers, I’ve only got one When a man leaves his darkness, he follows the SON.

from LetsSingIt

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A New Week September 5th, 2005

Phil Martin

This morning I was able to attend a real church service for the first time since leaving Papua New Guinea. It was pretty cool. Attended a little “Mountainside” church (part of their name was mountainside) and it overlooked part of the Adirondacks. I guess alot of BI poeple go there, and students attend during the year.

It is frustrating, but even in a ministry such as Word of Life, you don’t get to church. All during summer camp, we had meetings, but it wasn’t church, and when you work alot on Sunday, you can’t make it to the meetings, much less church. Even here at the Inn, if you wait a breakfast, you miss church. (I was able to go today cause I only wait lunch.)

So it becomes discouraging to not be able to be in church, but God also sustains you.

Not much happening this week, no guests again, so I will be working maintenance all week, except for today, Wednesday, and Saturday. (Today I wait and Wed/Sat are days off.)

Pretty spiffy.

And I have been locked out of my online banking account cause I couldn’t remember which of my three passwords I had used for the account, and after you try unsuccessfully three times they lock you out. Annoying, cause now I have to find time to either call or make it to the bank to reset the password.

Never could remember passwords that well. Oh well. (stop laughing, its not funny!)

Peace the S’rider

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Uno On Speed September 2nd, 2005

Phil Martin

Wow. Never had this much fun playing Uno since our parents used to play “Cutthroat Uno” with us kids.

Me and Nate and a group of friends played “Speed Uno” which is cutthroat with a added rules to make the game even crazier and faster and more fun. So night before last had the best time hanging out with friends and playing Uno. Laughed hard and rocked the house.

Oh yeah.

Then last night we had a movie night and watched “Secondhand Lions.” I had forgotten how good that movie was. Go and see it if you haven’t, really good family film. Again, good camraderie with the co-workers and amigos, laughing our heads off and sharing a heart-warming story.

sobbing

Enough of that. The WOL Inn has been without guests for a while, so I have been working maintenance and whatever else needs doing, but tomorrow I will be back waiting tables, though I have the morning off “whohoo!” I can sleep in and get all 12 hours that I need!

Aside from that, not much else happenin.

Stay cool and rock on!

Phil

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