Friday, August 18, 2006

Arizona, Where I Saw a Humongous Hole

We spent about a week and a half in Arizona, visiting Rose's parents (she has a brother there as well, who housed some of my kids--Thanks, Steve!). It is a looooooonnnnnnngggggg drive out there. I'm glad that I don't have to drive that far very often.

We attended church one Sunday at Paseo Verde Christian Church in Peoria, AZ, and the following Sunday at First Christian Church in Albuquerque, NM. We also got to visit Ricardo and Ely Quevedo (Chileans!) during a nice lunch in Mesa, AZ. Ricardo is the Spanish minister at the Chandler (AZ) Christian Church, where my friend (and boss Roger Storms ministers--Roger is a newly appointed trustee of OCC, and for that reason can be considered my boss). Ely was a very good friend of Charissa during our last years in Chile. She got to spend that Saturday night with Ely, while we were driving eastward to pass through Tulsa, OK about the same time her flight from Phoenix would land on Sunday night.

All of our kids made the trip, and one spouse (she even brought those cute grandsons with her!). We had a side trip to Sedona, AZ and the Grand Canyon (referenced in the title as a Humongous Hole). God our Father made that--what a wonder it is! Here is a photo of our adult children on the southern rim:

Peace to you all!


PS--Tomorrow I'll be busy with enrollment of new students. Rose and I took a couple hours this afternoon to see the movie World Trade Center. I think I will have to write a short blog about it.


whoami123 said...


We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.
As soon as we acknowledge
this Supreme Designer/Architect,
Who has erected the beauteous
fabric of the universe, our minds
must necessarily be ravished with
wonder at this infinate goodness,
wisdom and power.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Whoami

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."

Charissa said...

I don't know what to think about that last comment. Who are you?

I'm not crazy about that picture, Dad. The one taken with my camera is better. If only I could get it to you! Check out my blog for more info....

Gregory Fish said...

Nathan said it was the biggest hole that he'd EVER seen!

Should you transliterate Pu-say-oo Ver-dee?

Rose Fish said...

I said where is the picture of the grandkids! I love my kids but I love my grandkids too and they are a little cuter than my kids right now too but I do think the picture is great, Carrie. Can't wait to see your pictures too.


P.S. Dad doesn't know the person from the first comment.