Piercing Words

At times our sinful actions are so loud, that people can't hear what we are saying about God. OUCH!!!!

I heard this quote in chapel on Friday. It reminded me of my wonderful Grandmother and the time she limped out of church. She told the pastor he had stepped on her toes so much that she could hardly walk! :) Seriously, it made me think. What do people hear from me? Do my actions speak so loudly that they drown out my words? I pray that my walk and my talk both line up with God's Word.

CBS Special

Mark your calendars! Set your VCR's and your DVR'S!!!! Teen Missions on CBS! On April 12th at 8:00 PM EST, CBS will air a one-hour documentary on short term missions. A film crew from Loki Films came to Boot Camp in 2007 and followed two teams to their project sites in Indiana and Africa, respectively. PRAY with us that this will be a positive documentary that will honor the Lord and will encourage others to be involved in missions. Be sure to watch!!! The film crew followed the Preteen Team to Indiana County Fairs and a Teen Team to Zambia (Foot washing team).

Also....Check out the article about Teen Missions in Christianity Today magazine! Experience Boot Camp and the mission field with the team members from the Zambia Foot Washing '07 team. Read about their experiences and how their lives were changed forever by the orphans they met during their summer ministry.

Endeavor Launch

This is the view we had of the shuttle launch on Tuesday morning at 2:28 a.m. ( the view is from Teen Missions looking toward the Print Shop). It started out beautiful with the sky illuminated but just seconds later, the shuttle went behind the clouds and our view was blocked for the rest of the launch. It was a big disappointment! The noise was even muffled by the clouds. Oh well, maybe next time. I keep thinking that but there are not too many next times. The shuttle program is in its last days. Life on Merritt Island will certainly be much different then.

My Son, the Poet

Canaan has been writing poetry for his English class. I think his teacher has required them to write nearly 15 so far. This is the last one he wrote and I loved it. I love the memories that he shared....

Where Im From
By Canaan Bobb

Im from sawdust,
fresh from a long day of sawing.
Im from ashes from our furnace,
still red-hot in a bucket.

Im from fall leaves,
covering the valley.
Im from copperas mountain,
red from the setting sun.
Im from the creek at the bottom of the hill,
catching minnows and playing in the clay

Im from Orange Clean,
gritty and smelling like citrus.
From the despised Woodmizer,
Orange and muddy all around

From Dad’s great sayings,
like “That’s for doin’ nothin’ so don’t do somethin”
or the famous 3 worst things
“Lying, being lazy and lying about being lazy”

Im from my Uncle mark,
and him telling me how cars work, at his automotive shop.
Im from Nan telling me stories
of my uncles when they were my age.
Im from cousin Tyler,
and our first true obsession,
everything Batman.

Im from my Elway rookie
on my 10th birthday,
Im from my collection of all things sharp,
from Swiss Army Knives to my machetes.
From my very first gun,
my beloved .22 rifle,
shooting squirrels in the front yard.

Im from the stories of how I got my name.
It’s a long story,
but basically my parents decided to be jerks.
From the origins of my Dads nickname, Shag.
He had some nice hair in high school,
if you know what I mean
Im from the woods behind my house,
all 40 some acres of mostly oak and maple,
where I would go on hikes with my rifle,
hoping to kill anything,
maybe even a bear.

Im from many things,
all memorable,
that made me who I am today.
It’s a pretty sad story isn’t it?