Pondering PROCLAIM Part 1
I just thank God that I had the opportunity to go to a wonbyOne Youth Conference…PROCLAIM. There are many memories from such a time and I definitely will not articulate all that is on my heart or that comes to mind…but I’ll share a fair bit of what ‘I’ would call ‘highlights’. Now, before I do all that, I’d ask that you (the readers, particularly the wonbyOne’ers or “ites”…however you look at it) help me out with any important, funny, interesting and/or eternally worthy details or broad perspectives I may miss (I consider the comments section an integral part of blog posts…so enjoy and participate in that if you can, especially when you see asterisks (*)…PLEASE!!!). Let ‘pondering PROCLAIM’ be the pondering of PROCLAIM from a plurality of perspectives, not just personal pontification – only may it be Christ-honoring (Colossians 3:17).
It’s probably best for me to just place the beginning of this pondering at Harding Hall on that fair Friday evening. I myself arriving just in time to leave, and also finding out I didn’t have to drive (and would be in the vehicle of which Mr. Benjamin Harding was the chauffeur), I gathered all my belongings and placed it in that big van, into which I hopped – to the great pleasure and gratitude of the young gentlemen in the seats just behind the driver’s and front passenger’s seats. Besides Ben and I, they were the only gentlemen in the van.
The van (as we shall now affectionately call it – notice my lack of creativity) was to lead off, and it did. Ben popped in some David Crowder band and that proved to be some cool background music. I actually learned much that night, including: the fact that Ben was well known for referring to “this” while flexing [or not really] one set of his bicep muscles (should we nick-name him “Big Ben”? :))…he had to keep at least one hand on the steering wheel; there apparently had been an accident on the road we were on, days prior to the day we were traveling – a truck had lost it’s brakes on a steep downhill part of the beautiful winding road (Route 44) and had ended up going off the road and crashing in a ditch somewhere; Route 44 had quite a few small towns and establishments lining it – besides its meandering (much like my writing :)), it’s a happening Route!; apparently the biggest house in America is somewhere in Avon on some mountain (very specific hey :)); etc. Hey, somebody please remind me of the many other things we talked about*. I wonder what was happening in the other vehicles*.
We'll call this first series of posts from/by me [Happy D.], 'Pondering PROCLAIM by Parts'. See you in the next part...and hopefully in the comments section [in the mean time and beyond] :).
I just thank God that I had the opportunity to go to a wonbyOne Youth Conference…PROCLAIM. There are many memories from such a time and I definitely will not articulate all that is on my heart or that comes to mind…but I’ll share a fair bit of what ‘I’ would call ‘highlights’. Now, before I do all that, I’d ask that you (the readers, particularly the wonbyOne’ers or “ites”…however you look at it) help me out with any important, funny, interesting and/or eternally worthy details or broad perspectives I may miss (I consider the comments section an integral part of blog posts…so enjoy and participate in that if you can, especially when you see asterisks (*)…PLEASE!!!). Let ‘pondering PROCLAIM’ be the pondering of PROCLAIM from a plurality of perspectives, not just personal pontification – only may it be Christ-honoring (Colossians 3:17).
It’s probably best for me to just place the beginning of this pondering at Harding Hall on that fair Friday evening. I myself arriving just in time to leave, and also finding out I didn’t have to drive (and would be in the vehicle of which Mr. Benjamin Harding was the chauffeur), I gathered all my belongings and placed it in that big van, into which I hopped – to the great pleasure and gratitude of the young gentlemen in the seats just behind the driver’s and front passenger’s seats. Besides Ben and I, they were the only gentlemen in the van.
The van (as we shall now affectionately call it – notice my lack of creativity) was to lead off, and it did. Ben popped in some David Crowder band and that proved to be some cool background music. I actually learned much that night, including: the fact that Ben was well known for referring to “this” while flexing [or not really] one set of his bicep muscles (should we nick-name him “Big Ben”? :))…he had to keep at least one hand on the steering wheel; there apparently had been an accident on the road we were on, days prior to the day we were traveling – a truck had lost it’s brakes on a steep downhill part of the beautiful winding road (Route 44) and had ended up going off the road and crashing in a ditch somewhere; Route 44 had quite a few small towns and establishments lining it – besides its meandering (much like my writing :)), it’s a happening Route!; apparently the biggest house in America is somewhere in Avon on some mountain (very specific hey :)); etc. Hey, somebody please remind me of the many other things we talked about*. I wonder what was happening in the other vehicles*.
We'll call this first series of posts from/by me [Happy D.], 'Pondering PROCLAIM by Parts'. See you in the next part...and hopefully in the comments section [in the mean time and beyond] :).
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