Play & Pray

This weekend was awesome and I’ll get to that but first I have an announcement. On March 17th, Jars of Clay will be giving a free concert on FSU’s Union Green! You know they’ll be playing their new stuff because their new CD will be out the week after. I ask you, how hot is that?

Okay, I’m back down to earth. This weekend we had Navs come into town from all over the state of Florida for what we were calling the Play & Pray weekend. On Friday night the whole lot of us had dinner at the Wirgau home (food grilled up by the amazing David Whitfield). Saturday started off with prayer walking the campus. After lunch we did some witnessing on the campus, which I’ll get to in detail in a minute. We ended the day with frisbee (skipped out on this due to my ever messed up shoulder) and dinner at CiCi’s. I have to admit that I didn’t think much of this event going into it; now I’m not sure why.

So here’s the deal with the witnessing. I was proven wrong twice, and therefore humbled twice. First of all it was myself, James, Lucas who were doing this together. James flagged down this group of three guys headed back to one of the dorms. Now normally I don’t like to ask a group of more than one or two just because you run into “group think” (when you ask a question to everyone, one person answers and the others chime in with agreement, whether it was really their opinion or not). But these guys couldn’t have been more independent thinkers. Now occasionally they would agree, but a good bit of the time they were coming up with their own answers to some pretty tough questions (we were giving spiritual interest surveys but with a new survey). One of the guys seemed to have had some experience with the Bible. He knew John 3:16 (not too much of a stretch) but then when James started the Romans Road the guy, Bob was his name I think, asked if Romans 5:8 was one of the verses (and it is). Overall we were very impressed with their honesty.

So we kept on walking for a while when we ran into this guy named Patrick. He’s a philosophy major. Now you have to realize my experiences in college with philosophy majors. A good number of the classes for my major (Buddhism and Religion & Its Critics in particular) have included a good number of philosophy majors. The way it often turns out, I’ve noticed, is that it becomes religion majors versus philosophy majors in such classes. And of course both sides are more concerned with winning than with communicating anything. So I’ve come to the conclusion that all philosophy majors annoy me and they’re not going to listen to you no matter what you say. When we started talking to Patrick it just felt like he wanted to trump what I was saying. It felt like he knew an argument by some guy that he could use that would defeat what I was saying. I say this because he was being modest (he kept repeating that he was only a first-year student), but would at other times sound very knowledgeable. But throughout he held back. He legitimately wanted to hear what we had to say. He told us that he was “left-brained” and that everything needed to be an equation or logical for it to really sit well with him. So I went through the Romans Road as logically as I possibly could, trying to connect point A to point B to point C as seamlessly as possible. And at the end he said it made logical sense. He claimed he wasn’t a theist, but when I asked what was holding him back he had a hard time giving an answer. I’m just hoping I gave him something to think about.

So I’ve got a test in Spanish in just a few minutes and I actually think I might be prepared for it. I know the vocab pretty well, I know the verb tenses and exceptions pretty well. But I don’t have the test yet, so in reality I know nothing. But maybe I’ll get lucky. The rest of the week will consist of more tests and the like. Wednesday I’ve got a paper due, and Friday I have two tests: and oral in Spanish and a midterm in Christian Tradition.

I beat Knight of the Old Republic II. Yes, I beat it in a week. Yes, that seems impossible. I’m as surprised as you are. I’m not sure how I feel about it. It wasn’t as hard as the first one. It fleshed out the plot of the first one, but its own plot was a little weak. Maybe the third one will be better.

24 was hot last night. Actually I caught the tail end of American Idol before 24 started and that Bo guy is really good. But anyway, Curtis is an ox. He killed two armed men with his bare hands. Who does that? If it’s true that they stopped all the rest of the plants from melting down what are they going to do for the rest of the season? I’m pumped that Tony will be back in charge. I’m actually kind of sad to see Driscoll go. How her daughter could have died is beyond me. CTU must hire the worst people for every position in their office. The med staff let a bipolar girl be alone. I don’t care if she was going to the bathroom, she killed herself with shards of mirror and it could have been prevented had it not been for your sense of modesty. Oh well, at least it’s not real.

Alright, I’m off to take my test. Wish me luck.

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