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Name: Jeremy
Birthday: 3/23/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Enjoying life, playing trumpet, tennis, waterskiing, spending time with awesome friends, folk music, spanish, perfecting the art of coffee drinking, current events, traveling, classical music, climbing mountains and hiking
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  Jerv323
Member Since:
9/26/2003
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| Some valuable advice from a friend of mine, whom I like to assign the name: "Organic Chemistry textbook"
"Resonance contributors, like unicorns and dragons, are imaginary, not real. Only the resonance hybrid, like the rhinoceros, is real."
My friends, even chemistry is philisophical.
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| I leave for Honduras tomorrow morning. Nervous? Yes. Excited? Extremely.
My dad and uncle asked if I'd be willing to join them on this trip a few months ago while I was studying in Spain. My uncle is a family physician in West Michigan, and my dad is a pediatrician here in town. And since I am thinking about medical school and am studying Spanish, everything kind of came together.
We'll be working in rural Honduras, about an hour and a half drive from the capital city of Tegucigalpa. In terms of what I'll be doing exactly, all I know is that I'll be translating Spanish and English and the modern hospital facility for my dad, uncle, and other doctors. We're volunteering with Samaritan's Purse and World Baptist Mission. These past few weeks, I've been brushing up on medical terminology in Spanish that I never learned and hope will stick. My uncle was quizzing me tonight -- let's just say there is a lot I don't know. Improvisation is key.
Now, all I need is some sleep before getting on that plane at 6:30 AM.
Pray for safety, passion, and unswerving hope in Jesus during this week. Be back home soon! | | |
| Up until today, I still hadn't made tortilla española. This food could have been considered a "staple" diet for me during my time in Spain, so it makes sense that I was excited to attempt to make it tonight. But that's what it ended up being-- an attempt. If only I was a Spanish mother, life would be so much easier... well...at least I enjoyed some hashbrowns instead.
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| As I sit and type this entry, I'm at the end of a refreshing week in California with my family. Whenever the Veenema family heads on any trip, there is little planning involved. You could say that we've learned how to embrace the ambiguity that trips entail, though. After spending two days in San Francisco, we headed to Yosemite National Park. I love moutains -- it not only made me think about Snow Mountain Ranch all over again, the thought crossed my mind that maybe I could live here sometime. Yup, i'd like that. Then I could hike more, too. I remember adding an interest of "hiking" on facebook and feeling proud of that statement (although I do feel a little shame in confessing that). Climbing the renowned half-dome at Yosemite gave me two large battle wounds on my feet, also known as blisters, but throughout the whole ten hour hike I kept thinking one thing: this is exhilarating.
Now that June's this far along, I'm all moved in to what might be the best off-campus home in the Calvin community. Come visit if you don't believe me.
I received an email the other day, though, about a second job that I applied for. I'm getting about ten hours less than I was anticipating at Watermark, so I applied at Spectrum. The job sounded promising, and the lady I spoke with told made me feel qualified for the position. But the position is full, so the email said. UGH. At least I'm still giving plasma, right?
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| Rachel graduated tonight. It's crazy thinking that she's that old -- leaving home, headed off to school, being cool like that. Rach, when did you grow up so quickly? At the same time, I kept thinking about my graduation. That was only 2 years ago?
I had a smile on my face the whole time tonight. Yeah, I was happy for Rach. But, seriously... I was just happy about what the teachers, students, and administrators were saying. They were talking about vision, passion, integrity, all those things that we so easily tuck away when we live the blah of life. Who doesn't need to hear that?
I searched high and low for my graduation DVD when I got home -- I found it after searching 15 minutes. I put it in my laptop and watched some parts of it. I continued smiling. I sat there on my bed, watching the DVD, feeling like a dork, but nonetheless a proud one. Mrs. Knol's speech was on "Growing Up To Be Children" -- and it was amazing. There is something challenging, good, and true in revisiting memories like these:
"Speak Lord, your servant is listening, said the child Samuel. His words echo back to you tonight, and this is what the Lord asks of you if you are listening. Turn the world upside down. Refuse to accept the lies that our society promotes about what it means to be a success. Let your mission be to make the world more beautiful...Flee from evil. Cling to what you know is good in order to maintain your integrity and your purity. Will yourselves to demonstrate a passion for truth, a lack of cynicism, a trust in the goodness of a God who loves you beyond the capacity of even those whose hearts are beating with joy and pride over you here tonight. Dear remarkable and often childlike class of 2004, may your burning desire be to train and discipline yourselves to grow up to be children of the King." | | |
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