The Chronicle Issue 2

THE CHRONICLE Issue 2 Volume 62

Message From the Editor REBEKAH MAURICE

Welcom e to Autumn ! Welcome to autumn, this is my absolute favorite time of year. Mostly because my wardrobe is aptly designed for this weather and scenery what with its warm colours and textiles. But also because some of my favorite things occur in autumn: thanksgiving, my birthday, my twins birthday. The trees change colour and their leaves fall, it’s harvest season and there are pumpkins a plenty. It’s a cozy and happy time perfect for reflecting on the marvelous gifts God has given us. Just the fact that we have a thanksgiving break is a point of sincere gratitude. I know I can’t wait until next weekend as my daddy is coming to visit, I couldn’t be more thankful. You’ll find Elizabeth Roy and Madison Trupp both expressing their thankfulness through poetry in our highlight section this issue. This issue we are highlighting creativity on campus, another thing to be thankful for and you will find many beautiful pieces whether it is Jacqui’s art or Jessica’s prose. I’ve included next to this column my own creative pieces that I hope you enjoy. While reflecting on thankfulness to God the biggest thing we have to be thankful for is his “glorious grace”. Glimpses of grace was the theme of our first and amazing WISE week of the year. Despite whatever unforeseen difficulties arose with our planned speaker it is clear that God had a better plan in mind. Pastor Adam led an amazing week long series on grace with lines worthy of snaps and loud amens and a real and true honesty that made many sit up and listen or take out their pens to take notes. But beyond that it made many reach out to God with lifted arms and open hearts. And the great thing is we get him all year! So feel free to drop by his office for a chat and even a “decaf ” cup of coffee. Throughout the paper there are also great articles about the exciting events the S.A. has put on as well as the incredible time people had at Service Day. We would also like to say a big congrats to our sponsor Jr and our beloved Pastor Massiel on their wedding! You can find a spread on the wedding of a century in “The New”. Enjoy!

STUDENT ASSOCIATION

WHERE ITS AT

EVENTS President’s Message Upcoming Events Week in Pictures Slip N’ Slide Service Day

THE NEW Congrats

Current Teams

HIGHLIGHT

Creative Art Soul Pioneers Have You Ever Where the Magic Happens Thankfulness Beloved Poe

LIFE

SPORTS

Adulting Devotional Recipe

MEDIA

Listen Up APP What’s Playing

DETAILS

Crossword Staff Looking For

S.A. Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday

Missions Power Up

Missions Q&A

Missions Emphasis Week

Sunday @ 7

Power Up SA

Thanksgiving

Bus to West Ed Break

PLT Banquet Sunday @ 7

Power Up Mental Health

Convocation

President’s Message NISHA JOHNY

It’s four weeks into school and it has already been such a blast! God has blessed us so much with incredible opportunities to fellowship, interact, worship, and for that, I am so thankful. I am really excited for October because SA has awesome things planned out for you! Here are some quick updates for you guys: 1. We are in conversation with leaders on this campus and and the different Adventist schools around the world to come up with ideas to help improve your journey here at CUC. 2. You will see a lot more of Senate and get to know why they represent you this academic year. 3. The space in the basement of the Cafeteria is re-opening soon. Watch out for more details on the grand re-opening next week. 4. The SA website will be released next week at Power Up. Come out to see what the newly rebranded SA looks like. 5.Don’t forget to come out to our Power Up next week at the church on Tuesday at 11 am! We also have Octoberfest in the making for you. Make sure you keep us updated with your thoughts, Feedback and anything else through our email, sa@cauc.ca. Please pray for our team as we continue to work together to serve you better :)

Term midpoint

Week in Pictures

Events

Slipping ’n’ Sliding BY CODRINA BASTON

After a postponement and many prayers that the pleasant weather would hold, the much anticipated Slip n Slide began Friday, September 19. Soon after the hectic money dive, the firefighters set up their hose, and the plastic sheets were spread across the hill behind the cafeteria. When peering over the top of the hill, the steepness was unnerving—at least for me. I’m not the type of person eager to try new things where there is risk of injury. Regardless of any nervous agitations, there was a contagious excitement in the air. The sky was clear and the sun shone on the foamy, slippery plastic. I warily observed as the brave students began sliding down the plastic to the bottom of the hill. Shrieks and howls of glee soon mixed in with the vapour mist in the air. After I had deduced that maybe it was a safe endeavour, I finally decided I would line up and try going down the slippery slope of death. I grabbed my friend Kaylie’s hand and with her by my side I slid down the soapy surface. Regardless of any bumps and scratches, it was exhilarating. Drenched in soapy water, but energized, I had survived! From the bottom of the hill, the view was spectacular. The mist from the hose was rising in the air and as the sun shone threw the dancing water droplets, a rainbow was being created over the top of the “slide” where the students were stepping on the plastic. Countless others continued going down the slip n slide repeatedly until it was time to turn off the hose. It was an exciting new experience here at CUC that friday made possible by the SA and especially the creative, and lovely, Ivah. The SA completed their spirit week with a thrilling activity. I’m excited to see what’s next.

The “Art” of Service KAITLYNNE WINSOR

“That report will never be done on time!” The alarms raced frantically through my head, coupled with frustration as I stared at the reflection of green, black, and yellow stripes of paint speckling my arms and face. With the loss of a higher grade hanging over my head, I scanned the room quickly, pausing with trepidation at the sight of the brand new pot scrubbie sitting on the counter. Desperate times, desperate measures. Despite the sacrifice of the first layer of skin on my arms, the report and the paint were sadly not to be taken care of in the allotted amount of time; yet the loss was negated by the memory of an afternoon spent in a whirl of artistic creativity I had the privilege to be a part of for CUC’s day of service. Out of the entirety of students who had elected to participate, roughly thirty or so were a part of my group designated to paint some of the many dumpster bins located around Lacombe; something I was excited to be a part of; the transformation of something considered to be less than appealing to look at, into something worth considering. As someone who has grown up with a chronically ill parent, the word “service” has continuously made itself an integral part of my life, whether I intended it to or not, and very often, I would play the caretaker in their stead. To some degree, these acts of service cease to feel as such, because they are necessary. It’s what you do because it’s what needs to be done. Yet what became very apparent as the various groups of three or four took to work transforming their bins, is that while these acts of service are indeed necessary, there is absolutely no one way of performing these acts. From whimsical Ferris wheels and hot air balloons, to landscapes and tribal graffiti, the bins slowly came to life in color, every influence unique to the individual who created it. This is perhaps the most vivid portrayal of personality that could be seen out of all of the various acts of service performed by CUC students that day, but –at the risk of sounding slightly cheesy here – each act of service, no matter how seemingly mundane, becomes exceptional through the personal flavor it is given by the one completing it. An act of service is a form of art, and in our daily lives the technique is perfected in such a way that while we might cease to recognize the value, it becomes extraordinary to those who receive it.

Events

The New

Congrats to the Newest Weds on Campus! Always

BY EMILY CORTEZ

The whispers of pleasant “hellos” and “aren’t you excited?” filled the church the twenty-eighth of September. Unfortunately the weather was awful that morning. The sky was full of clouds and the sun did not show its face. It was not till moments before noon that the sun got its act together broke free from the morning gloom. The stained windows of the church bathed the audience in its light. Noon soon came upon us and it was time for the wedding to begin, the whispers faded and soon the church fell silent save the music that played. As the doors opened and family from both bride and groom descended down the centre aisle, plenty of pictures were taken both from the audience and from the hired photographers. This must had been the most well documented wedding I’ve ever gone to. The anticipation of seeing Massiel in her dress and walking down the aisle was palpable, people craning over behind pews to see the doors finally opened and there she stood. When I say that I wanted to cry it wasn’t because I even intimately knew the happy couple. It was because the amazing happiness that was on her face was tangible and beautiful and so obvious that I am sure I wasn’t the only one with eyes brimming. Pastor Ron had a beautiful saying that echoed throughout the ceremony, “I love you more each day, more than yesterday, less than tomorrow.” I don’t know much about love, hardly any to be honest but I know what I witnessed was the most beautiful act of love I have seen. Massiel and JR I wish you all the love and happiness in the world. A couple lines from my favorite book might fit into this theme of love, “After all this time?” “Always”

I LOVE YOU MORE THAN YESTERDAY LESS THAN TOMORROW.

Sports

CONGRATS!

To the current Female volleyballl team and the current male and female soccer teams.

Highlight

Art

BY JACQUI MCCARTY

Highlight Soul Pioneers

BY ERIC ANDERSON

Thereâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s a world in each of us, In every man, A galaxy, In every woman, A nebula, Space between our ears, Outer space, Filled Space, Wondrous Space, Our souls, the Final Frontier, Our lives, the great exploration, Our paths, the amazing journey. Each child holding a universe, Every teen cultivating a planetarium, Adults venturing through the vast unknown, And we, We like Major Tom, Like the astronaut, the engineer, Design crafts of discovery, Boxes of flight, Only to discover, That imagination needs no limits, That passion does not need oxygen, But rather, Our inner selves breathe, The potent and powerful gases of love, hope, joy, The greatest of these being love.

Have You Ever BY RUTH BOSKOVIC

Have you ever wondered why? Did you have to say goodbye? Wanting only just to stay While you slowly walked away Have you ever watched the stars? Loved too much and fell too far? Have you ever wished to fly? Chasing your heart to the sky Have you ever regretted a word? That you said or that you heard Wished to go back to yesterday But knew the shine would go away Have you ever been alone? Spent Friday night up in your room? Almost gave up, but then pushed through Had a dream that never came true? Have you ever held your breath? Come face to face with life and death? Laughed with a child and seen someone cry Told the truth, but lived the lie? Have you ever been afraid? Screwed up the plans that were best laid? Went so far and came so close Then lost the things you wanted the most. Have you ever realized? That this is life and we all die? We all have just one chance to live A thousand dreams to chase, but one heart to give.

Highlight Where the Magic Happens BY JESSICA HALL

There is a moment in time where the music becomes deeper and more dramatic...it’s the shortest piece of the movie…but blink and it is over, all is right again….how did this happen? In a musicians mind, there is a tune to each day…. I can’t get this beautiful tune out of my head...but this tune, this song, this story, like many others, seems perfect at first…but then the hard times hit…. The music gets deeper, darker, heart throbbing, and more beautiful…This time it’s different…it is not the shortest part of the story…it is the longest, and strangely enough, this is where the magic happened. Lord, who can go through this with me? I will need a companion. I know you’ve called both of us to work for you...but what does that look like? How hard is this going to be? Will you send us to the depths of a foreign country? Will our union be tested? Will we be without home or food? Will we be blamed for the mistakes of others? Will we have to put every ounce of our being into faith in You? I long for us to fight our foes so bravely and conquer ourselves so beautifully, that when You come home, You will be prouder and fonder than ever of Your children. Musicians need to express their inner melody. But, God is the writer of our story, our song…He inspires the inner tune…this is the only reason we can hear our lives the way we do... it’s because of Him. My Lord and my love...this is what it comes down to...God, correct me if I’m wrong…. Why wonder how we shall do it, we have to trust God and move to the music. We shall do it not matter what...we’re going to sort our notes so that it becomes the most beautiful and natural melody on earth. Lord, let it be said we gave it all to You…. “They were young and so afraid, but they gave up their fear to the only One who could take it away...they moved forward in power...no matter what life brought them they fought their foes so bravely and conquered themselves so beautifully, that when He came home, He was prouder and fonder than ever of His son and daughter. “They pushed through it all, the song did not sound as romantic as it once did...but there was a power that could not be destroyed...there was Something holding them together. “The crescendo of their story was not the shortest part of the song...it’s what made up the song…. “It was the mundane, the sacrifice of the known, living with next-to-nothing…they gave their all...just like they had promised…it wasn’t the song the world sang...no, but it was the song they heard weave through their lives…. “The more they pondered, they were happy...they lost everything...the shortest part of the song had become their life...” “Why were they happy? God had written their song. They turned to each other and said: “‘My Love, you and I fought our foes so bravely and conquered ourselves so beautifully, that when God sees us dancing to the song, He is prouder and fonder than ever of us, His Son and Daughter.’” And that’s how it worked…. Our life can be a song...but we must recognize that it will be different than we initially expect...listen for the magic, listen for the music. As we watch, let our wait room become a preparation room…don’t worry, He’ll help with this too...but remember, it all starts now. Do you hear it? Just listen for that melody.

Highlight

Thankfulness BY ELIZABETH ROY

Thanksgiving is a time to be, Thankful for what we have. It’s harvest time & Time to celebrate. It’s a time to be thankful for What we have. It’s a time to stop and think About all we have. Finally, we realize all we have And are thankful for. Thank you Lord for everything!

Beloved

MADISON TRUPP

A matchless calm came over me, So there I look, and there I see, where trees are red and flower bloom a peace, so true, I am consumed. My heart is filled, at last I’m whole, then angels hands did touch my soul. With stopped heart I ask the lord to let me serve, and hear his word. He spoke to me in whispered grace, requesting that we step in pace. So we did speak and did discuss while hearts intwined; I became us. Now I am blessed, always to be beloved to him and he to me.

Spirits of the Dead BY EDGAR ALLAN POE

I Thy soul shall find itself alone ’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone— Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. II Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness—for then The spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are again In death around thee—and their will Shall overshadow thee: be still. III The night, tho’ clear, shall frown— And the stars shall look not down From their high thrones in the heaven, With light like Hope to mortals given— But their red orbs, without beam, To thy weariness shall seem As a burning and a fever Which would cling to thee for ever. IV Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish, Now are visions ne’er to vanish; From thy spirit shall they pass No more—like dew-drop from the grass. V The breeze—the breath of God—is still— And the mist upon the hill, Shadowy—shadowy—yet unbroken, Is a symbol and a token— How it hangs upon the trees, A mystery of mysteries!

Poe

BY CODY SHEARER

Life Devotional

BY CASSANDRA BROSSEUK

I remember last year my mother gave me a book called A Million Little Ways, by Emily P. Freeman. She told me she had been following the author’s blog for a number of years and this was her debut piece. I happily accepted the book, knowing I hadn’t read much besides textbooks for awhile, and the premise sounded fascinating.

Do n Here’s some advice from Kelly Brown’s tomo ot leave to crus book Adulting; How to become a grown up b rrow wha t may t for e wip ed up in 468 easy(ish) steps. today Here is something that I am so, so embarrassed that I had to be told not six months ago, as I somehow had never absorbed it in childhood: When there are little spills or splatters, wipe them up right then. For years this was my mental process for spills:

Essentially, Freeman has one goal in mind; to tell you that “ you were born to make art [and] you were made to live out art.”(17). As I was reading I found myself blown away to the fact that I’d never thought of myself an artist, let alone art itself. Yes, I dabble in drawing, playing guitar sometimes, and I like to sing, but artist wasn’t a word I threw out easily. But, Freeman makes her case based on Genesis 1:27, and Ephesians 2:10, which basically says 1) we are created in God’s image, and 2) that we are his Masterpiece, created in Christ, to do good things for him. She goes further to describe us as living poetry, from the greek word poiema. “We are what happens when God expresses himself.” How amazing is that? (25). Now, if God is the Artist, and we are his art, Freeman says that all of us can live out art in our lives. Whether we’re an English or Music major, or going for a Bio-med or Business decree. Whether we can paint, or build computers, or play soccer, or even simply wait tables. We are all God’s masterpieces, created in Christ, to do good things for him. And what is that good thing? Well, what other job does a poem have than to express something? If we are God’s poems, than it is God’s message we are expressing, and his message to us is himself. We are here to express God’s glory and character to the world. What an incredible work! “ At the most basic level of our identity, your job and my job is to be a poem, the image bearers of God, made to reflect his glory. The art you and I were born to make is released out of the core of who we truly are, where our spirit is joined in union with the Spirit of God. Any movement coming from that place reflects the glory of God. This is our highest purpose and, ultimately, our greatest joy.”(27).

But here’s how actual adults do it:

Seriously! It will never be easier to wipe up something than right when it is fresh. It is less likely to stain, dry, crust, et cetera, and you will have to wipe it up eventually. Just do it now.

Dorm Recipes Breakfast Popsicle

2 Bananas Greek Yogurt Crushed Almonds Cinnamon 1. Line a tray with parchment paper 2. Mix the Greek yogurt and cinnamon together. 3. Peel the Bananas. 4. Cut an end off each banana, then insert the popsicle sticks. 5. Coat the bananas in Greek yogurt and almonds. 6. Lay the bananas on the parchment paper and freeze for 45 - 55 minutes. The bananas will be creamy and firm, but not frozen. * Optional, spread nutella or peanut butter to the banana before the yogurt

Media Listen Up

BY CODY SHEARER

James Blake’s EP album “Enough Thunder” was released in fall of 2011. The British music artist uses similar recording tactics as Frank Ocean, and Bon Iver. “Enough Thunder” was generally accepted when was it first released, and was praised by Entertainment Weekly for the moody and dark aspect of his music. However, most music critics gave it a 6.5/10 rating. James Blake’s newest album was released in early 2013, but gives a different atmosphere. While his second album is still as mellow as “Enough Thunder,” he uses less electronic techniques when editing the tracks. The top track that I recommend would be Blake’s cover of “A Case of You.” The song was originally written by Canadian artist Joni Mitchell, but Blake’s piano rendition gives the listener a lullaby that could sing you to sleep after a long day at the office.

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