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picture of the day: (cam at volleyball camp…. just few years and he’ll be ready to hit the sand!  check out that form!)

quote of the day: “now is a good time to load up on liver.” -lisa (in response to nothing even remotely related to liver)

brilliant unintentional solution of the day: if you have a persistent sound problem in your sanctuary… try moving your chairs around a bit. seriously.

best cameron moment of the day: “it’s not your fault, mom. it’s my responsibility to make sure i have everything i need for volleyball camp.” (i am sooooo going to miss his 2nd grade teacher who taught him this concept so convincingly).

best thing i learned today:  fellowship one, fellowship one, fellowship one!!!!   [b-bye, acs!]

best work moment today: it’s a tie…. between creative meeting (i love, love, love our weekly creative meetings) and the cool, cool lights i programed for our baptism service on sunday.

thing i’m most thankful for today:  time with my honey before he starts next semester in school.

best twitter banter of the day (@inworship/@inprogress):

so, what was your best moment today?

cam has a gamecube.  his favorite game is tony hawk’s underground 2.  when we first got the game we went through and edited the play list and features so that he could enjoy the skating part of the game while turning off the other junk.  he’s had this game for a while and has gotten quite good at it.  but, like a lot of  games, we have found that the upper levels contain material that gets progressively more objectionable.  i’ve been watching carefully and cam has been discussing openly about what things have been “unlocked”.  just when i was about to pull the plug on my son’s favorite game ever, he beat me to it.  he suggested it was time to go turn the game in.

i was shocked.  seriously.  he LOVES this game and is so good at it that teenagers are amazed.  but just like that, he was willing to give it up.  he told me he knew what was good and bad because we talk about it so much, and he really tried to steer clear of the bad stuff.  but he knew i was not happy with the content and said, “mom, if you don’t like it – i can get rid of it”.  without batting an eye and with a smile on his face, it was not hard at all.  he trusted my guidance more than he loved a thing.

why?  because we talk.  constantly.  about everything.  i listen and he listens.  he asks and i explain.  when i’m wrong i admit it.  when he’s wrong he just wants to understand why so he can get it right next time.  we love spending time together and he trusts me.

the lessons i learn from raising my son are sometimes painfully revealing.  he thinks i’m guiding and teaching him… raising him to be a Godly man.  the truth?  God is using him to guide and teach me… to raise me up to be a Godly woman.

i need to talk to my Heavenly Father more… i want to be soft and pliable like my son.

thank’s cam.  i love being your mom.

he ended up trading a lot of his games
…to the tune of $165 trade in value @ EBGames
he prayed before he left that he would have enough for a PSP.

he did.  i thank God for small reinforcements.

a few weeks ago i blogged about wordle.net.  i was certain i could find some great way to put that little piece of fun to good use.  our next sermon series was perfect…more.  i couldn’t actually use wordle to set it up since it doesn’t work so well with just one word.  but it was really easy to execute.  we ordered 4 custum gobos.  i only got 2 of them installed for the first week.  i just installed the other 2.

just when i start to think that the time i spend reading blogs is a waste… my time is redeemed back to me on projects like this.  we were really down to the wire on artwork for this series.  i got it knocked out in record time.  what inspires you when you are under the gun?

free the creative chaos…

i just received my very first ever custom gobos. (mom – those are the things that you put in the lights to make patterns on the walls.)

they are so cool! i can’t wait to put them in. i was shocked at how tiny they were. i tried to find a quarter in my pocket book to put beside it but couldn’t find one. it’s the plight of living in a town filled with parking meters. i did however have a guitar pick in there.

do i play the guitar?

um, no.

welcome to my world.