Day Two: Cowpies/4 Second Swim/Gumbo/Rambo

I awoke this morning with such ease as I rolled out of my comfy air mattress to wolf down a breakfast of pancakes, sausage, turkey bacon, and coffee. We then proceeded down the road to pick up a manual jeep wrangler (super exciting for me) to go riding through the fields in as well as the 4-wheeler. We took all the vehicles to a big field and just rode around for 2 or so hours and even got a little cow crap on my feet. Hooray for sandals! After that we headed back to the house for some lunch sandwiches and about a four second dip in the pool that was like swimming in a glass of ice water. Afterwards me, David, and Zack went exploring on some trail behind the house and found another huge field to ride around in for a while. At the end of the day we went to the big house and had some sunflower seeds and root beer, threw the football, then ate some of the best gumbo I've had in a long time (yes the best is still at Doc's Oyster Bar in Orange Beach). Now we've loaded up all the magazines for the ungodly amount of weaponry we have including silenced weapons, tomorrow we shoot.

You can fill a tampon with bullets and it would be manly,
Marcus C.

Day One: I am "Eat Your Heart with a Spoon"/Pole for martin houses

We have set out on an adventure for the great beyond, or whatever you may call it. Me, Chris, Zack, and David have left the complicated stressful life of Auburn and headed south of Montgomery to Chris's grandparents house to start off our Spring Break. We left as soon as humanly possible and arrived only an hour and a half or so later on. We walked out amongst the slightly more wildernessly land and took a good deep breath as we finally received a chance to relax. But then we were put right to work with a task that we thought was supposed to take all day long, but only ended up taking about an hour. We took to some shovels and dug up a pole for martin houses and moved it up the front with complete ease. Afterwards we enjoyed a wonderful dinner of pizza with a little bit of diet coke and it was simply scrumptious. We are now chilling on the big leather couch in the living room after having watched Dances with Wolves.. I've never seen it.... fantastic movie. So this just day one of what is bound to be an amazing adventure... we'll talk later on.

We need nicknames,
Marcus C.

Let's Get Something Straight Here

This past weekend I went home to attend semi-formal with Emily. We ate at the Tavern and i had a sandwich, but apparently protocol there is to make sure each person gets at least a pound of fries. It was wonderful! We also danced the night away and I definitely got jiggy with it, and I'm not embarrassed to say it. The next night I escorted Emily to Brio and then the UAB music center where we enjoyed Pirates of Penzance. So the weekend seemed like on really long day and I got to spend time with my love :-)..... awwww how sweet.

I don't know who all has heard of the death of one of Auburn's students Lauren Burk, but it has been all over the news the recent months. She was found shot in the middle of College Street and taken to the hospital but died only a little while afterwards. The man convicted of the murder has just confessed everything from trying to rob her and then shooting her, as well as burning her car on campus. I had a couple friends who knew her and had said what a great, loving friend she was to all of them and how sad it was that someone could do that.

To make things more exciting the Westboro Baptist Church folks from Topeka, KS decided they were going to show up and protest her funeral at the university the day after they attempted to disrupt the funeral in her hometown in Marietta, GA. If you aren't familiar with this group it is a small, and close-knit church consisting of a little under 100 members, 80% of which is mostly one family, the Phelps. In a nutshell they go around preaching hate and damnation to all of America by disrupting the funeral's of dead soldiers and once holocaust museum by saying that America is already too corrupt and is beyond saving because we do not obey the Lord and we are all fag-supporting sinners. I'm just as set on being as loving as the next Christ-following brother or sister, but this just really pisses me off. They use the bible completely out of context and focus only on God's wrath rather than his love or words speaking of how He does not come to condemn the world, but to save it. And He DOES love everyone, and no grace is NOT an excuse to sin. But these people are brainwashed and filled with evil intentions because they have been blinded by the direction of their pastor, namely their grandfather. Try and remember to pray for this people that they may see the true light, and experience the love of God rather than his wrath and God softens their hard hearts.

Well since that obviously them coming to disrupt our fellow student's funeral, this did not sit too well with the southern mindsets of those who occupy this fine university. Either way we gathered together on Samford lawn to await their arrival and hopefully block them off from disrupting anyone trying to grieve or celebrate the life of Lauren Burk. It was organized surprisingly well and we were ready to stop them from disrupting anyone, but they never showed up thank God and that's all I have to say on the matter.

Slap-on bracelets are cool,
Marcus C.

No Mr. Bond, It is you who has lost.

So the days continue and roll past rather quickly (thank God). I find myself becoming less stressed out over the period of these weeks when it doesn't seem so difficult. Unfortunately it's about to be that way again. Oh bring me a spring break of guns, 4-wheelers, sands, salt water, and complete freedom. Oh how glorious it will be.

This past weekend I had an audition at the Student Life offices for All Things to All People, which I may have mentioned in my last post. Early in the morning I arose oh so calmly getting ready at my own pace to end up there at around 12:20 for my 12:40 interview. Little did I know that i was off by about an hour and twenty minutes and i was supposed to be there at 11:20. Luckily they are forgiving and Mr. Ireland interviewed me and that seemed to go over well. Another discovery of the way I handle myself became very evident and confidence overwhelmed me that day. I have never auditioned monologues smoother than that. I have never felt more confident in responding to interview questions. It went amazing along with the fact that all the other auditioneers were so awesome to meet and work with for the afternoon. So now I am simply waiting on my letter of yes, no, or maybe. And it's driving me absolutely insane waiting outside next to the mailbox.

So I await the day, and also my zambooie t-shirts including my Piglet Will Eat You shirt... :-) Semi-formal, opera's and dinner with Emily is coming along with the weekend package so I'm excited. Then my beloved spring break of all the things listed far above will occur and my life will be complete. So to all of you who were praying keep doing that thing cause it works! Thanks so much to everyone who has been praying for me and the SL ministry. I miss every single one of you.

Allow me to introduce myself,
Marcus C.

Goodmorning Starshine! The Earth says hello!

I haven't updated this thing in quite some time now. I have been doing the college thing and trying not to let it defeat me although sometimes this can be rather difficult.

I attended show choir competitions these past two weekends to watch my old high school kick everyone else tail! Craftsmen as always have lived up to par and entertained as well as given a good laugh for those in good humor. This year they had a Star Trek themed show with Daniel Brasher opening with "Space, the final frontier"... and it just continued getting better from there. Chanter, the women's choir, stepped it up and really showed they were capable of breaking it down. Con Brio, my choir, totally rocked it this year with Sway with Me, Rock This Town, Oo Be Do, and was accompanied with lots of amazing choreography. Unfortunately, They didn't place at either competition but was truly impressed with their work this year. (this part of the post I updated on the 12th)

So Valentines Day has passed and I made dinner for Ems and we watched Across the Universe. I now have a new found love for the Beatles and their musical stylings. It's one of those mornings where I'm not sure that any REAL work is going to be completed by the time the sun drops over the horizon. For example, I was going to ride my bike down here to the theater for class like yesterday (even though I almost died of a heart attack), but I wasn't in a hurry, and it was kind of cold. You will find my reasoning works out using the Scientific Method.

For this summer I am applying to Student Life All Things to All People drama team. I am extremely excited to say that if I get the job I will be touring around the Southeast doing stage work and working with students in high school. It's such an opportunity just to audition for a chance to be able to work with such a great, God-loving group of people. Pray for me as this approaches.

Let me tell you that I'm absolutely not sure what's next for this day. It's exciting. I may even chop off all of my hair... thats truly exhilarating. It's most likely great because my hair is driving me through a freaking wall. Not up or down or around the wall, but through it.

I'm riding naked on horseback through the galaxy with Sting,
Marcus C.

Whether the Weather is Cold....

It's not likely for it to snow in the south...... ever. So today when I woke up and finally went outside at around 10:30 it began to snow and it was glorious. Heavy, HEAVY snow began to cover the ground and it was absolutely a sight for sore eyes as some may put it. Me and Chris shuffled around campus in the cold weather and eventually ended up in front of Samford Hall with everyone else taking pictures, building snowmen, pelting each other with snowballs. For once in a while internally I truly felt really good about something even though I had no feeling in my toes.

I am not excited about all of the work I already have to take care of. None of the places I really want to work are hiring, and I could use the extra money. At this point I just feel very complacent and apathetic and it's really getting to me. God is working in my heart and he knows, that I know He's the only way to be truly free from all of this. As we get settled back into all of this schooling, and work, just remind yourself everyday that it's for him we work and play and laugh and cry. So there is no apathy behind a heart that seeks after him.

"In Him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in His holy name." Psalm 33:21

Let's get coffee,
Marcus C.

What is it that you want from me?

And so I return to this beloved thing to update you on the many happenings of my life as of late. Christmas is now over sadly, but I received an amazing pea coat, leather fossil watch, and xbox 360 I have wanted for a while. WOOT! merry christmas to me. Since last time I have watched football, spent time with emily having so much fun eating at p.f. changs and macaroni grill and enjoying new years. I've played apples to apples, received a ticket for shooting a 12 gauge shotgun, smoked some good cigars, played call of duty 4 and guitar hero, watched scrubs and the office, and got a stinkin tattoo on the inside of my wrist....

I don't know why some people read blogs, and I sure hope people don't mind me blabbing on about myself. But I have found lately that I must own up to what I am responsible for in my life. I feel that I need not a list of new years resolutions to complete but still a set of accomplishments that need to be finished once I get back to Auburn. I am a little Auburn-sick if there is such a thing, and am ready to return and finish up some schooling action. I also need to study my bible hardcore style and drop the apathetic crap. Yes, crap it is indeed when I don't do what God intended. So, pray for me as I return to school and keep on thinking and researching into what I want to do with my life thus far. God has a plan I know, and all of your prayers are greatly appreciated.

I have permanent ink on the inside of my arm,

Marcus C.