NNJYO Orchestra

January has come and gone, and with it, several beautiful concerts. Here is a video of Sheryl's orchestra concert. This year she earned principle chair of the second violins (quite an honor). The concert culminated months of hard work. We hope you enjoy this condenscened version of the concert which many of you could not attend.

Daddy Barton

Stuffed up and somewhat miserable, Father dearest has been attacked by a winter cold. Yesterday, he preached a wonderful sermon on Exodus 11 but at the expense of his voice, and the worship last night was interrupted a couple times by his voice cracking.
Over break, he's enjoyed some intensified time with his good friend, Pastor Hofmaier, who has just returned to the Philippines after a few month furlough in the states. We've also enjoyed having him around the house more during the holidays and at events such as the youth days.

Mother Karen

Mommy has utilized the Christmas break to its maximum potential, playing games with her children, serving others with hospitality, and filling in the cracks with projects. One multi-leveled project has really excited her. She is making a four week meal plan with corresponding food-shopping lists for the weeks when busyness precludes creativity. Furthermore, she stocked up her pantry at Shoprite's can-can sale. Of course, as soon as you buy more items, you must fit them into the pantry, and so that too had to be organized and tidied. (see the picture)
On the whole, the break has been the culmination of many weeks of busyness and stress. Julie's first semester being over was disputably more relieving to her mother than even to the student herself. Andrew's seizure activity has decreased over the break allowing her to hope that it will soon be under control, and the relocation of the couple living in our home allowed her to attend to some of the areas of life that had otherwise been neglected.

Julie Louise

I am enjoying my month long break from college immensely, reading books of my own choosing, completing projects of my own designs. The Crown is almost completely finished (and that redundancy is to intensify the length of the wait and the magnify the frustrations of the obstacles). Sheryl's and my closet is reorganized. I have finished Mansfield Park by Jane Austen, Life in Christ by Edward Donnelly, and am almost done with Perelandra by C.S. Lewis. Just getting caught up on life in general is a rewarding feeling and the best way to prepare to get back to the employment of my life - school!! I've also relished the unhurried "people time" with my family and friends, which this break has afforded. The picture is from one such time on the second, when the Morrisons, Becky and Phil came over for some game time while all our parents attended the TBC staff Christmas party. The result of hurried or neglected relationships is the worst effect, in my mind, of the privilege of formal education, and I am always thankful for respites that allow for reaffirming friendships.

Sheryl Kathryn

Happy Sweet Sixteen to Sheryl! The New Year had barely been brought in, but Sheryl celebrated a new year of her life. Her special day began with our tradition New Year's breakfast (see picture), four days late! We went to California Pizza Kitchen for a birthday lunch and family celebration. She opened her gifts while we waited for the food to arrive, and we enjoyed the time together at lunch. With a few available minutes, we decided to stroll around the mall adjacent to the restaurant and were all surprised by how much it had changed since the last time we had visited, three years previously to the day!
School restarting is difficult, but are not many good things accompanied by a small pain at the departure of a previous good thing? Sheryl is neck deep in history and progym writing, but with her chin up, she's ready to attack the upcoming weeks of school with vigor and energy.

Andrew Barton

Presently, Andrew is practicing and re-practicing a speech for co-op tomorrow. He will seek to persuade his entire class to engage in household emergency preparedness. He is well warmed to his topic as he is presently seeking to get the boy scout merit badge for that very topic.
On New Year's day, he ventured out into the cold morning ready to brave the cold, sleet, hail, snow - and all those other things mailmen - ahem - I mean, boy scouts are supposed to endure to become great men and leaders. (I will refrain from pointing out that many men have become great and useful and truly manly without enduring winter camp outs.) He did indeed return much more weathered, experienced in the art of rudimentary survival, and otherwise tired. Whether greatness will be the result, only the unturned pages of history can reveal that. . .

Sir Tirian

Much to the joy of all, Sir Tirian is alive and well, although somewhat steadier with old age. His fear of his tank's cleaning has, if not lessened, wizened, so that his terror subsides more quickly and he relapses into blissful reign of his tank with ready alacrity. He occasionally entertains himself by flinging himself against the marbles and sides of the tank in a frenzy of energy, but he refuses to allow me to take a video of him to put on the internet. Something about royalties. I, in turn, refuse to believe that he knows what he's talking about.