  This week I made the trek down to Columbus, Georgia for two graduate courses in Hebrew at Beacon University. I should have known I would be in for a rough ride as I arrived on the southwest side of Atlanta and realized I was following The Weather Channel's " Storm Stories " van. I thought, "What's with that? " I mean, after all, it was a beautiful sunny day... not for long! The next 90 miles on the interstate were spent at 40MPH with the car's hazard lights flashing and the windshield wipers going as fast as they could.
I honestly expected to see the ark float by any minute. It was the longest torrential downpour I've ever experienced. I arrived, safely, and spent the remainder of that day, all of the following, and more than half of the next in classes -- 6 semester hours of Hebrew within 3 days... okay, I'm a glutton for punishment? The classes were awesome, and Dr. Cottle is a fantastic teacher. I made the 6-hour drive home Thursday and returned to work yesterday (Friday).
I now have two final projects to complete, each working with 8 passages of Scripture. The class is exegeting all of Psalm 119, and will publish the work when finished. I am doing verses 1-16. Well, time to feed Theo his breakfast, take the garbage to the dump, and head off to church for worship team practice. Shalom! Dad (patriarch of the Jones Clan until Mikey takes over...) 
