Celebration of Discipline

I have found a book that I look forward to owning.  I am hoping to venture out to the Barnes & Noble today to find a copy of my own.  I heard an excerpt from this during a sermon at Refuge a few weeks back.  I found an online version that you could read, just not copy.  I loved this part so much, I typed it myself for ya'll to read.  It took me quite a while, but it was worth it.  If I get a copy of my own, maybe I'll type some more in.

These are NOT my words.  These are the words of the author, Richard J. Foster.  I hope I don't get busted for copyright or something...

" First, buy things for their usefulness rather than their status. Cars should be bought for their utility, not their prestige. When you are considering a house, thought should be given to livability rather than how much it will impress others. Don't have more living space than is reasonable. After all, who needs seven rooms for two people?

Consider your clothes. Most people have no need for more clothes. They buy more not because they need clothes, but because they want to keep up with the fashions. Hang the fashions! Buy what you need. Wear your clothes until they are worn out. Stop trying to impress people with your clothes and impress them with your life. And for God's sake (and I mean the quite literally) have clothes that are practical rather than ornamental.

Second, reject anything that is producing an addiction in you. Learn to distinguish between a real psychological need, like cheerful surroundings, and an addiction. Eliminate or cut down on the use of addictive, non-nutritional drinks: alcohol, coffee, tea, Coca-Cola, and so on. Chocolate has become a serious addiction for many people. If you have become addicted to television, by all means sell your set or give it away. Any of the media that you find you cannot do without, get rid of: radios, stereos, magazines, videos, newspapers, books. If money has a grip on your heart, give some away and feel the inner release. Simplicity is freedom, not slavery. Refuse to be a slave to anything but God.

Remember, an addiction, by its very nature, is something that is beyond your control. You can decide to open this corner of your life to the forgiving grace and healing power of God. You can decide to allow loving friends who know the ways of prayer to stand with you. You can decide to live simply one day at a time in quiet dependence upon God's intervention.

Watch for undisciplined compulsions. A student friend told me about one morning when he went out to get his newspaper and found it missing. He panicked, wondering how he could possibly start the day without the newspaper. Then he noticed a morning paper in his neighbor's yard, and he began to plot how he could sneak over and steal it. Immediately he realized that he was dealing with a genuine addiction. He rushed inside and called the newspaper office to cancel his subscription. The receptionist, obviously filling out a form, ask courteously, "Why are you canceling your subscription to the newspaper?" My friend blurted out, "Because I'm addicted!" Undaunted the receptionist replied, "Would you like to cancel your entire subscription or would you like to keep the Sunday edition?" to which he exclaimed, "No, I'm going cold turkey!" Now, obviously not everyone should cancel their subscription to the newspaper, but for this young man it was an important act.

Third, develop a habit of giving things a way. If you find that you are becoming attached to some possession, consider giving it to someone who needs it. I remember singing with meaning the worship chorus, "Freely, freely you have received; freely, freely give." When my son Nathan was six years old he heard of a classmate who needed a lunch pail and asked me if he could give him his own lunch pail. Hallelujah!

De-accumulate! Masses of things that are not needed complicate life. They must be sorted and stored and dusted and re-sorted and re-stored ad nauseam. Most of us could get rid of half our possessions without any serious sacrifice. We would do well to follow the counsel of Thoreau: "Simplify, simplify." "


thanks for taking the time to read that, it was kind of long.  But, I took the time to type it, so thank you for taking the time to skim it.

His words are not mine, but I agree with just about everything above.  If you know me well enough to be reading this blog, I can only hope that you see similarities from my life to this text.

Arkansas vs Oklahoma


Arkansas vs Oklahoma
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Mr. Elliott got his hands on a couple of tickets to the hot UA vs OU game last night, and handed one of them to me. What a guy.

The game was a fantastic one, with the score staying fairly close the entire time (with Arkansas ahead of course).

If you ever get a chance to go to a Razorback basketball, I'd take it.

As for me, it's ON THE ROAD! Heading down to Frisco, TX for a few days to visit my Grandparents.

Elliott Outings


Beach Bums
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For Christmas, I got Aubrey's father something pretty manly. I planned us an outing to go to a pistol shooting range, about as manly as it gets. The man lives in a house with three women, he needs a man-break.

I visited the gun range in Fayetteville, and got the specifics, to make sure it would be a reality. I spoke with, we'll call him, Jim. I said I was 18, I'd never shot a gun before, and I wanted to bring my girlfriend's dad down to shoot with me. He said that'd be fine, they kept regular hours, and to come back down anytime.

Elliott Outing #1: Wyley and I head down there this morning, arriving about 10:30am. We find Jim. He says that since Mr. Elliott is not my dad, and I'm not 21, I can't shoot. He also says the gun range doesn't open until noon. I don't know what happened, but Jim changed the rules on us. No shooting today. We'll have to come back down, and bring my Dad with us, so the three of us can shoot together. That's cool, I can't wait.

Elliott Outing #2: For the afternoon, I met up with Aubrey and her mom, and we went to Fayetteville for some shopping. We hit up Target, some place called Chico's, Best Buy, and Vintage Stock.
Elliott Outing
Not too bad, I'd say. I walked away with a new DVD, and they got all kinds of fun stuff. It was a fun afternoon with Aubrey, Mrs. Stephanie, and myself. Loved it.

I've gotta go clip Lilly's toenails, they get out of control if I don't keep em in good shape. She hates it. Those claws are like her weapons, and shortening them isn't doing her arsenal any favors. But, since I've got her weapons gripped, she can't fight me too much. How much fighting can 15lbs of adorable soft Pug do, anyway?
Lilly the Pug
It's pretty pathetic, actually. She squirms and moans, and, best of all, breathes extra hard. She KNOWS I hate her breath, so she breathes in and out, in and out, right in my face. It works, because I make quick work out of it, and she's back to her nap before too long.

I'm off to the Razorback vs. OU basketball game tonight! Now, these tickets are pretty hard to come by, but not too hard to come by for Wyley Elliott! The man wrestled me a ticket somehow, so I get to go! I'm pumped. P-U-M-P-E-D. Finally, a sporting event NOT behind a LENS!

Heading to Frisco, TX tomorrow afternoon, to visit the Grandparents. Looking forward to a few days if nice and quiet. Should be an nice change of pace from today!

bye bye PowerBook


bye bye PowerBook
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I hit the floor pretty early this morning (for a Christmas-breaking College Student) at 8:15am. Aubrey and I got to get together for breakfast at Chick-Fil-A, something I don't believe we've ever done (I'll have to check the archives...)

After breakfast, I suited up in my lame gym shorts and toilet-paper-thin cheap white t-shirt and headed to the gym. That's right, the gym. I met my Naval friend Nick DeLuca there, for some INTENSE Racquetball. We played for a straight hour, five games. These were not your ordinary games, these were pretty intense by most rookie-standards. The only thing that was rookie about them was my scores.

I lost all five games.

It wouldn't have been so bad, except that Nick had never played Racquetball before. I spent the first 5mins teaching him the rules, and he spent the next 55mins teaching me to play.

Steak N' Shake for lunch. That was pretty dang good, I'm hear to tell you. They made me a Strawberry-Banana milkshake, and DANG, DANG it was Strawberry-Banana-full.

Since my PowerBook eBay auction ended on the weekend, today was the first business day after the auction. It had to be shipped. Before I boxed him up, I snapped one last photo of the two of us.

Oh and real quick, I wanted to post a recent photo of me and Aubrey together. This was at her Aunt and Uncle's house about a week ago.
Me and Her

I Hope everybody had a great Monday!

Caleb Magee's: "Secrets to my Success"


Caleb in LR
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My brother lives by his own set of personal morals. He has set up five simple rules, all of which govern every aspect of his life's everyday decisions. I recognize the first three primary of these rules. I thought it was appropriate to share this knowledge here, to be viewed by the four of us.

Caleb Magee's: "Secrets to my Success"
1. Low Expectations are the Keys to Happiness
2. Better to ask Forgiveness than Permission
3. Stay out of peoples' business.