ok so here we are...

 

this is the main grounds

this board is on the main grounds

our cabin is in the background

the elk

We made it to Colorado and now Brook and kids are gone again!  They left today for Alabama where they will spend one week with her family.  Granny is quite sick, Grandmother turns 90, and Brook wanted to see them both as well as spend time with her family.  I was not able to go this time due to LT duties and us just getting the program started for the summer.  What a first week it has been.  I'll take Natalie's thoughts on bullets and abbreviate my entry.

• Brook is taking the kids to YMCA activities every day (bottle rockets, crafts, animal searches, ect)
• the place is beautiful.  mountains are our backdrop, elk roam the grounds, and it's just an amazing place
• our family has a new rule:  we can never get tired of the view!
• we saw a beaver in the pond down the road.  we think it was a beaver, but it could possibly be a muskrat.  it did slap the water with it's tail when we got too close.
• i am coaching a project with no UT students in it.
• I'm not sure how ministry will work here since I'm not seeing people everyday yet, but things will most likely work themselves out as I try to take care of the people God has given me for the summer.  
• we have small but comfortable cabin (500ish sq ft)  we most likely cannot house you in our place, but we love being close to each other.  come out if you can!

we love all of you and look forward to sharing more later.

yeah so the writing strike is over

I've been thinking I should write something, but then I go to the blog, have a look around at the latest entry and decide not to write.  It's not that I don't have much to say, but it's more that nobody seems to read.  I have a very difficult time speaking to people if I get the sense they are not listening to me.  Most people who know me know about my 8th grade coach story.  He's the man who told me we listen with our eyes, and he would get right in my face and speak to me as if eye contact was not only form of communication.  I love that man!  Anyhow, seeing that there are no comments on the last entry makes it difficult for me to keep up.  So if you stop by, and you read, and you want to help...leave a comment.  I'm sure most other bloggers in the world just write for the sake of their own passion, but this is a place I can talk.  I want...no, I need to know others are listening.  

By the way, 8th grade was fun for me.  When it came time to seek God for a switch in my major from Architecture to Kinesiology I spoke with my 8th grade coach.  He was a very nice man.  Intense as all get out, but very nice.  I know God used him in my life.  

We leave for Colorado Leadership Training in less than 3 weeks!  May 19th is coming quickly.