Throwdown 06'

Next week I spend on vacation at Kates. The rest will undoubtebly provide me with some time to read and posibily write about some of the events of the past two weeks. But for tonight I present nothing but a shameless, self centered egotistical posting....

A gorgeous evenning set the stage for our interchurch Utlimate tourney. A well matched tourney which provided for speculars games to watch and take part in. It was the kind of night where no won lost. (unless of course your church's team decided to pull out the night before)However, only one team would get to hoist the throwndown cup and that team was mine. Yes, "They Might be Pirates" (Myself, Dekcer, Koehn, Richmonds and A Moo) came home last night as throwndown champions.

I hope to post some pictures sometime soon... so you can see some pirate booty in action.

Kate's

The only annoyances are bugs that spend their lives addicted to glow and the inability to adjust my eye to catch the light of further reaching stars when I look up. The deck is still warm from the heat of the day and the mountain breeze gently eddies off the awnings. It has been hard to take it all in.

The upper crusts float with there twilled hats and wish for such a dwelling but few will see it through. Each timber has a cost and each nail has intention for this structure is greater than its matter.

I’ve played with ignorance, justification, euphemisms and denial but those were a foolish ploy. The thought I can’t escape, ‘I don’t deserve any of this’ yet the injustice is beautiful. Far from finished yet I could move in today and live without discomfort. May I never take it for granted, may I never complain, for the value is not in the wood, granite or slate. As my Father builds a palace, my father builds a house by a lake and invites me to rest.