February 19th, 2005


McGyver woulda been proud

Well, I couldn't find the song "Center of my life" anywhere that would have done me any good in time for this weekend.

So, I undertook surgery on the cassette tape that contained the song. I managed to crack the commercial cassette case and extract the tape. Fixed the broken splice with good ol' Scotch tape. Then I took a blank cassette tape with the cheap case you can unscrew, removed its blank tape and put the jury-rigged tape into it. Carefully rewound it. Put in my car tape player, and -- VOILA! It sounded great.

So, I managed to refresh my acquaintance with the song and jot down the lyrics. Then I hacked out the chords alternatively on piano and guitar. It's ready for use as the finish for my sermon on Sunday, if I go the full performance route.

My trusty miniature Swiss army knife plus a Phillips screwdriver meant for work on eyeglasses was all it took. Some days, that's enough.

A sermon for my fellow Scouts and Scouters

"I can see clearly now"

Sermon for February 6, 2005 (Transfiguration/Boy Scout Sunday)
Scripture Reading: Luke 9:28-36

In the summer of 1998, only a couple of weeks after my Dad died, D. & I drove all the way to New Mexico with 10 youth to go on a 12-day backpacking trek at Philmont Scout Ranch -- just her & me, 6 teenage boys & 4 teenage girls.

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