Yet More Job Stuff

For everyone out there wondering how the job situation is going, here is an update. I have a second interview at 10am on Monday with the IMB. I am also going to dinner Tuesday with the MetroColumbus DOM, and a representative from Jersey Baptist Church. They want to talk to me about my idea of providing technology consulting services to churches (if you want more information on this idea of mine, see this blog post of mine).

For those if you praying for me, this means that the situation has made much more complex for Cyndi and I. Please continue to pray that God will reveal His will to us, we will recognize it, and will have the gumption to do it.

Incorrect Link

In this post, I have a link wrong. I won’t edit it (then my dates and permalinks would be all messed up). The correct link to view the completed anitcoloring “pictures” should be this: http://www.susanstriker.com/samples.html.

[Update 2012-12-26 14:40:11] I happened to notice this while looking for another post.  The link was pointing to my (way) old bloxsom blog.  I changed it to point to the right post

Do We “Really” Love Jesus

When in college, I received this “article” in an e-mail forward. I “rediscovered” it while looking for something else earlier this week. I’m posting it here just in case it may benefit someone else. This work isn’t original to me. If you wrote it and would like it removed from this website, please let me know. My contact information can be found here.

He sits by himself at a table for two. The uniformed waiter appears at his side. 

“Would you like to go ahead and order, sir?” The man has, after all, been waiting since seven o’clock–almost half an hour.

“No, thank you,” the man says with a smile. “I’ll wait for her a while longer. How about some more coffee?”

“Certainly, sir.”

The man sits, his deep brown eyes gazing straight through the flowered centerpiece. He fingers his napkin, allowing the sounds of light chatter, tinkling silverware, and mellow music to fill his mind. Dressed in a sport coat and tie with his dark brown hair neatly combed, he projects a clean-cut and welcoming image. You get the sense that he wants his companion to feel important, respected, loved. Yet he’s not so formal as to make one uncomfortable. Having taken every precaution to make others feel at ease with him, still, he sits alone. The waiter returns to fill the man’s coffee cup.

“Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?”

“No, thank you.” The waiter remains standing at the table. Something tugs at his curiosity.

“I don’t mean to pry, but…” His voice trails off. This line of conversation could jeopardize his tip, if not his job.

“Go ahead,” the man encourages. His voice is strong, yet sensitive, inviting conversation.

“Why do you bother waiting for her?” the waiter finally asks. This man has been at the restaurant other evenings, always alone, always patient.

“Because she needs me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Well, sir, no offense, sir, but assuming that she needs you, she sure isn’t acting much like it. She’s stood you up three times just this week!”

The man winces, and looks down. “Yes, I know.”

“Then why do you still come here and wait?”

“Cassie said she’d be here.”

“She’s said that before,” the waiter protests. “I wouldn’t put up with it. Why do you?”

Now the man looks up at the waiter with a smile. “Because I love her.”

The waiter walks away, wondering how he could love a girl who stands him up three times a week. The man must be crazy, he decides. From across the room he turns to look again at the man, who is pouring cream into his coffee cup. He twirls his spoon between his fingers a few times before stirring sweetener into his cup. After staring for a moment into the liquid, the man brings the cup to his mouth and sips, silently watching those around him. He doesn’t look crazy, the waiter admits to himself. Maybe the girl has qualities that I don’t know about. Or maybe the man’s love is stronger than most. Pulling himself out of his musings, the waiter moves to take an order from a party of five.

Setting down his coffee cup, the man recalls the many things he wanted to talk over with Cassie. But really he was mostly looking forward to hearing her voice telling him about her day–her triumphs, her defeats…anything. Yes, she’s stood him up before, but he still can’t get used to it. Each time, it hurts. He’s looked forward to the evening all day. He’s tried so many times to show Cassie how much he loves her. He’d just like to know that she cares for him, too. He sips sporadically at the coffee. He hopes Cassie may yet arrive. The clock says nine-thirty when the waiter returns to the man’s table- still with one empty chair. “Anything I can get for you?”

“No, I think that will be all for tonight. May I have the check, please?”

“Yes, sir.” When the waiter leaves, the man picks up the check. He pulls out his wallet. He has enough money to have given Cassie a feast. But he takes out only enough to pay for his five cups of coffee and the tip. Why do you do this, Cassie? his mind cries as he gets up from the table.

“Good-bye,” the waiter says, as the man walks toward the door.

“Good night. Thank you for your service.”

“You’re welcome, sir,” says the waiter softly, for he sees the hurt in the man’s eyes that his smile doesn’t hide. The man passes a laughing young couple on his way out, and his eyes glisten as he thinks of the good time he and Cassie could have had. He stops at the front and makes reservations for tomorrow. Maybe Cassie will be able to make it, he thinks.

“Seven o’clock tomorrow for a party of two?” the hostess confirms.

“That’s right,” the man replies.

“Do you think she’ll come?” the hostess inquires tentatively. She doesn’t mean to be rude, but she has watched the man many times alone at his table for two.

“Someday, yes. And I will be there waiting for her.” The man buttons his overcoat and walks out of the restaurant, alone. His shoulders are hunched, but through the windows the hostess can only guess whether they are hunched against the wind or against the man’s hurt.

About the time the man steers his car out of the restaurant’s parking lot, Cassie falls into her bed. Tired after an evening out with friends, she reaches toward her nightstand to set the alarm.

“Oh, shoot,” she says aloud when she sees the note she had scribbled to herself the previous night. “Seven o’clock p.m…and what’d I write here?…oh, yeah, Spend some time in prayer. Well, I’ll do it tomorrow night for sure.”

Besides, she told herself, she needed tonight with her friends–and now she needs her sleep. Tomorrow night will be fine. Jesus will forgive her. She’s sure he doesn’t mind.

–Author Unknown
–Source: e-mail forward

Automobile Coloring

Are you a NASCAR fan? If so, you probably enjoy the brightly colored cars of your favorite driver. Have you ever wanted to create your own car? Ever wonder what your driver’s car would look like in a different color? Dave Averill Designs has put some downloadable coloring book pages up on their website you can download, print, and color. Knock yourself out!

[Update 2012-12-26 14:42:05] The link to Dave Averill designs has gone stale (either that or I found an asian language website with NASCAR coloring pictures on it).  I’ve removed the link.  It used to point here:  http://www.daleaverilldesigns.com/media.html

Anticoloring

I don’t claim to know anything about how kids think or learn. I don’t claim to know how to interact with them. I don’t claim to know much of anything outside of computers; however, a guy at work sent me this link for something called anticoloring books. Looking at their free downloadable samples and the results of what some people have actually done these things look really cool.

They appear to give kids (or people) a general idea that they can build their own drawings off of. My wife, Cyndi, is a preschool teacher at Merry Moppet Early Learning Center would really like these, I think.

[Updated 2012-12-26 14:36:50] The link to Cyndi’s picture was wrong. Also the link to Sysan’s website had an exta set of double quotes.

Interview Round 2

Well, Ted from the IMB called me yesterday. IT wants to interview me for the programmer position. So, this makes the second interview I've had with them.

For everyone out there praying, remember, Cyndi and I want to do what God wants…not what we want. So, pray for His will to be done in this situation. Also pray that He will reveal His will to us so we can do the right thing. Thanks for your prayers thus far!

Prayer Request

A buddy of mine from Charleston–Ray–said something to me at work today about his mom. She has had a stroke and is in the hospital. I told him I would be praying for her and the family.

New Bible Study Tool Online

Lifeway has started a new online Bible study tool. It is called MyBibleStudy.com. From what I can tell right now, it looks neat. It is geared towards leaders who sign-up groups for studies. The idea is very cool; however, the cost is fairly high…$17/month/group. This would be ok if the leader could copy stuff off the site, print it, and distribute it to the participants; however, the terms of use prohibit that. They even address it on their FAQ about this very thing:

Q. Wow! Can I just get one subscription for our church and make copies of the lessons I customize to distribute to my leaders?

No. While the myBibleStudy.com Terms of Use specify that leaders can create a second copy of their teaching notes for a substitute who will teach in their absence, the license does not grant the subscriber a legal right to create more than the one copy for themselves and/or a copy for a substitute. While it is possible, it is not lawful.

While I applaud Lifeway on this really cool use of technology, they need to make the information free. Before you write me, I mean free as in freedom not free pizza. For more information (and other links) dealing with free as in freedom, refer to the “Are there any special things for me to consider?” question on my store about page. I’m sure that Lifeway is bound by the terms of their agreements with the various authors and publishers of the material they use; however, they are big enough they could take a stand and really make a difference. If they began to publish all their material under a Creative Commons license or something similar, they could have a tremendous impact on the world. Imagine a collection of free materials published by a company as big as Lifeway!

[Update 01-18-2009 01:51:47] Updated the Lifeway link at the start of this story.  It was bad.

IMB Interview

Well, I had my initial interview today with the International Mission Board. Ted called me today at 9am just like he said he would. Most of the interview was your standard "HR" type questions: How do you work well with others, give me an example of sometime you did something really good, really bad, etc….

I got to ask him some questions. All, this job would be an answer to prayer if it is God's will. The work environment benefits, mission opportunities, etc…. So, if you are praying, pray that God's will be done. Pray that He will reveal His will to us. Pray that we will be sensitive to His will. Pray that we will do what He wants. Even thought this job would be awesome, it would be more awesome to do what God wants…to be in the center of His will. I will keep everyone posted.