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CondeConejo
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Name: Kenny
Gender: Male
Interests: My Father in Heaven (that would be the Christian God, creater of the universe), music, dance, languages, and people of all types.
Expertise: I am no expert in anything, but I consider myself to be a pretty decent dancer of Lindy Swing, and I pick up languages pretty quickly.
Occupation: Education/training
Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  CondeConejo
Member Since:
7/2/2005
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| So its interesting that God has called me several times to look at what it means to be involved in seeking shalom. I am not exactly sure what he is leading me to do, but it is definitley something serious. I feel like I am being shaped more and more into an "ordinary radical" as Shane Claiborne puts it. To that end, I have an interesting story to share. I went to my first class at Guilford the other day. As I was pulling into the school, there was a truck infront of me with the bed full of drums and a Glennwood sticker on the back. So my curiosity definitely was pricked. I asked the guy what was going on when he got out of the car. He told me he was with a group called Kackalack Thunder. They are a group that does samba style drumming at protests to maintain a high level of energy. I went to the class that they were presenting in and sat in awe as they told story after story of how they drummed for the rights of the oppressed. I wonder though how one handles such responsibility wisely. They said that if they took the next step to move a protest into something more, everyone would follow, even to the point of being arrested. How do you weild such power and decide which issues to fight for, what lines to cross (even literally)? This is yet another tension in values vs. action. The same question arises in my soul...how do I decide what to fight for? How do I line up my life with what I believe? How do I develop a peace witness while at the same time standing firm in protecting my family? The Quakers said stay as close to it as possible and let the inner light do the rest. Thank God, I have the Holy Spirit to continue sanctifying me. | | |
| May- Rockbridge, really good but got really tired. Took more leadership in the worship track as Adam was having a baby. June- Travelled everywhere: DC, Pittsburg, Orange City, Princeton (even sang in the chapel), Montreal, home...DC, Mexico July- GUPY...bam. August- end of GUPY, team meetings...and school starts back up next week. Summers over. Updates on all of this craziness to come. I will work better on this in the future. | | |
| I can not believe. I simply can not believe that I have been on here for three years. Ridiculous for someone who is not a blogger...well, I guess I am.
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| Hello amorphous mass of anonymous people,
So as I have stated in previous posts, I'm sure, my life is marked by change. The first half of this year was the bustle of wedding planning. An unbelievable feat, but through it all I learned once again about the community of God and how it works. I don't know that I have ever seen such a display of love from the people around me. Too bad that type of thing happens only twice in a lifetime, at your wedding and at your death. Oh well (I think of the word macabre right now...saw it in a movie). Anyways, I got married in Montreal in June and it was amazing...so many stories, but those are other posts. We went on a honeymoon to Ft. Lauderdale, FL. It was glorious, and I learned alot about the beginnings of how hard communication in a marriage is. We come to Greensboro, then turned around and went back to Montreal for her brothers wedding. Then we finally settled in for a good stretch.
The transition was really hard on my wife for quite some time. I think everyone goes through a major one in this shift, but for her it was multiplied by so many things. So as she struggled, I struggled trying to figure out how to love her. Freakin eh. But we made it through. I think that now I am going through my struggle in this transition. Its hard to put my finger on that for people, especially my wife, but I am making it through one day at a time.
The semester with students was really hard. Thats all I'll say about that, but this coming semester will be much better.
During all this time, I also was working at a coffee shop called Coffee & Roses. I love the job, I like the couple that owns the shop, I hate...absolutely hate the hours. Getting up at five thirty in the morning to serve people something that I don't even drink is irony upon irony and I'm ready to get out of there. But its where God has me for right now. So...yeah.
What else? Its good to be expressing this way again. I can't seem to verbalize very well recently.
KW
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| I don't have much time to write now, but can I just say what a year! In this year I have gotten married, brought my bride to a new country, had a beast of a horrible semester on staff, had two cars break down, be given a huge gift to buy a new car...the list goes on and on. I can hardly believe that I have been married for over half a year. I will say this, this semester looks so much brighter (not to mean that marriage is not bright, its just hard). More to come. I'm back blog world!
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