Dad, Hiking and can you guess Cornhole!

My dad was in town this past weekend.  We were able to get out into the woods and of course we played a little cornhole.  I think the west coast has gotten into my blood and thus diminished my cornhole playing ability.  My dad who has lived in the midwest his entire life won at least 5 games in a row against me. 

Wenatchee National Forest

Our Summit, somewhere around 5000 ft, named Mt. Henry in honor of Henry’s first summit.

Mt. Rainer

Look at that form!

He’s getting tired from whooping my ass

Pentecost, Youth Group, and Cornhole

 Pentecost was this past Sunday.  It is a day where we remember the gift of the Holy Spirit and the birth of the church.  Pentecost reminds us that God is present here on earth and that God is still birthing newness everyday.  It was fitting then that last Sunday Kate and I started a youth group at St. Paul’s Episcopal Church. 

Like the initial gathering of disciples in the upper room at Pentecost, our group was small but certainly not insignificant.  Unlike that first gathering we did not experience tongues of fire nor ecstatic speech.  However, we did draw some attention.  The “thump” “thump” of corn filled bags slamming against wooden boards in the middle of the church’s labyrinth caused the occasional Uptowner walking by to take notice. 

So thank you God for sending your Spirit, thank you St. Paul’s for letting Kate and I carve out a place for the youth in the parish, and thank you Cornhole for making our first youth gathering a success. 

Cornhole!

If you have followed this blog with any regularity you have probably noticed that there is a pause in the action every 4 or 5 months.  This is the standard sign that I am in the last throws of a semester and the small amount of brain power that I have left goes to writing papers.  However, to appease my hungry readers here are a few happenings in the life of Jordan:

Graduation: I will partake in MHGS’s graduation ceremony on May 10th.  It will be a tad anti-climatic because I still have 3 hours of course work this summer.  On another note, I am not the biggest fan of ceremonies, I’m not exactly sure why.  For one I don’t like to have to sit in one place for 3 hours. 

Husbandry: So tomorrow is Kate’s birthday!  My birthday present to her was helping her in the garden this weekend and going with her to buy some plants.  I feel like that birthday present signifies a new stage of being a husband.  I don’t know how to explain it but it just felt husbandy.

Cornhole: Today a cornhole arrived in the mail.  If you response is “gross!” get your head out of the gutter.  Cornhole is an incredible yard game that will forever ensure my connection to the Midwest.  But really, I am pumped about cornhole because it signifies something great about this coming summer: Free Time!  Yes with only 3 credits of school this summer I will have time to do things such as play cornhole in my backyard.