I like jazz. I like jazz a lot. All kinds. Fusion. Swing. Dixie-land. New Breed. Bebop. And then some. But my Jazz vocabulary includes very few names at this point. Coltrane. Davis. Metheny. Gordon. Parker. Gillespie. Mingus. Some of those are the standards, the creators of some of the best jazz ever, but they are all that I know. I want to know a lot more. I want to be able to play like some of those guys.
I like language. I enjoy questions dealing with the grammar and meaning of language. I want to learn Koine Greek far better than I already know it. I would love to know Latin and Classical Greek. I would like to be able to go to Spain, France, Italy, Germany, Russia, and Holland and speak to people in their own languages. I would like to get a degree in linguistics and be able to teach at a college or university one day.
I want to get married. I’ve already met the girl, I’ve bought the ring, and we’ve set a date. October 7, 2006. We already have somewhere to live with cheap rent. We’ve got all the utensils and pots and pans we need for our first kitchen. We’ve got a dining room table. We already have a dog. We want to have six kids… eventually… but soon. We both want to get masters degrees. I want to get a doctorate as well. I don’t have a good job right now. I don’t know where I’m going to get a good job until I have some more education under my belt. We want to eventually have a house with land and plenty of room and money so that we can give and provide generously to our friends, family, and community. We have very little money right now and a wedding to pay for in ten months. We love eachother.
I need to get closer to God. I want to be able to help weaker brothers and sisters with spiritual, philosophical, moral and theological questions. A lot of times I feel like I am the weaker brother… to everyone. I want to be more open about my faith. I want to fix problems in the church and in society. I don’t even try to fix the problems that I want to fix. I love people. I hate people. I have a lot of books. I’ve read about five of them. I enjoy being a student. I need to be a better student. I want to teach students one day. I enjoy reading books and writing papers. I’m too lazy to start reading books and writing papers. I love God. I’m immature. I love Leah. I’m lazy. I want to be a good husband and father someday. But I feel like I’m no good at being a good person.
I’ve got a lot of worries. I don’t really show them. I don’t know if God will grant me the time or ability to do everything I want to do.
I love God. I’m in love with Leah. I like jazz.