Archive for March, 2006
03.30.06
Posted in Uncategorized at 1:08 pm by Perry
For those of you how are familiar with Chuck Norris facts (www.chucknorrisfacts.com) and who recognize that all must respect the Fleck, Bobby Fleck that is, here are a few facts about Bobby that put Chuck Norris to shame:
It wasn’t a meteor that destroyed the dinosaurs, one day a T-Rex stepped on Bobby Fleck’s foot and we haven’t seen a dinosaur since.
Bobby Fleck is really half-Indian, not by birth but because he ate a Cherokee brave one day for lunch.
When Bobby Fleck goes through the McDonalds drive through he NEVER gets asked if he wants a hot apply pie.
When Bobby Fleck goes hunting he doesn’t take a gun, he simply stares at the deer and it falls over dead.
When Bobby Fleck talks everyone listens, and dies. (Re-vamp from Norris fact)
Bobby Fleck doesn’t eat his candy bars with a fork; he eats the fork before eating the candy bar.
Bobby Fleck has never drank water, every time he touches a glass of water it evaporates.
Bobby Fleck has never had to stand in line at a Starbucks.
The Soviet Union collapsed just after hearing that Bobby Fleck was born.
When Bobby Fleck plays UNO, he only gets draw four cards.
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03.28.06
Posted in Uncategorized at 9:40 am by Perry
I have recently returned from a week of inner city ministry in Chicago. I am not going to give a summary of the week because it would take forever to do so (if you do want to see a good summary, go to Dave Fultz’s blog). Miriam did post pictures from the trip on-line. They can be seen by going to: www.adorationprophet.com/photos
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03.15.06
Posted in Uncategorized at 10:50 am by Perry
Todd Agnew - My Jesus
From the album Reflection Of Something
Which Jesus do you follow?
Which Jesus do you serve?
If Ephesians says to imitate Christ,
Why do you look so much like the world?
Chorus:
Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant
So which one do you want to be?
Blessed are the poor in spirit, do we pray to be blessed with the
Wealth of this land
Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness
Do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand
Chorus:
And who is this that you follow
This picture of the American dream
If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side
Or fall down and worship at His holy feet
Pretty blue eyes, curly brown hair and a clear complexion
Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins
But the Word says He was battered and scarred
Or did you miss that part
Sometimes I doubt we’d recognize Him
Chorus:
Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church
The blood and dirt on His feet might stain the carpet
But He reached for the hurting and despises the proud
I think He’d prefer Beal St. to the stained glass crowd
But I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud
I want to be like my Jesus
Can I be like You
I want to be like my Jesus
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03.13.06
Posted in Uncategorized at 10:17 pm by Perry
It seems to me that in theory a fledgling scientist is in many respects similar to a young historian in the early years of their education. The purpose of an undergraduate science education is to become familiar with thousands of years of discoveries in mathematics, biological sciences, chemistry, physics, and medicine. In essence, a young scientist is studying the history of their field. I suppose that the difference between a scientist and historian occurs when the scientist transcends the elementary studies and progresses from learning scientific history to creating it while the historian continues to study and analyze history.
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03.10.06
Posted in Uncategorized at 4:35 pm by Perry
There are certain milestones that every human, and some animals, anticipates; an infants first step, riding a bike, a first kiss, and going to college. And then there are milestones which only certain groups of people eagerly await such as women planning their weddings and an athlete winning a championship. There is one milestone that every aspiring scientist strives for, one which is almost a rite of passage into the scientific field; the first time a student isolates and holds in their own hands “living” deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA).
I can proudly say that I have taken that step. I approached the threshold today and crossed it with amazement and awe. In my biology lab we isolated DNA from a sample of green onion through an elaborate process (which will not be discussed because no one really cares) as a precipitate in a solution of ethanol. The procedure took about an hour to complete and the anticipation was almost too much to bear. To know that I was only a few minutes away from visualizing this all too vague polymer of nucleotides that I have so extensively studied was like climbing the hill of a rollercoaster knowing that it would plummet hundreds of feet vertically down any second.
As a science major I have studied and analyzed the structure, bonding nature, and functioning of DNA for so long that it was nothing more than a picture in a textbook; words on a page. But now, sitting at my desk with a sample at my side I can’t help but think I can see the hydrogen bonding between the secondary structure and that A-T and G-C nucleotide base pairing. It is silly and irrational, I know, but this simple strand of material codes for EVERY function within and across my body. This almost microscopic sample spans billions of base pairs containing enough genetic material to code for every cell, protein, tissue, organ, and trait that defines my physical personhood. This is creation, too marvelous to ever comprehend but yet beautiful enough to know that God is real, really love, truly graceful, and fully good.
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