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fortunate and

blessed to have

a dynamic


-Peter Cooper

The dream of replacing
the school's old pianos with
these exquisite instruments
for music students to practice,
be accompanied and perform
on, has been in the works for

nearly two years. A few key
visionaries include Cooper, as
well as Scott Ball, dean of the
School of Music and Ted Sum-
mitt, a retired local Steinway
dealer and alumnus of South-

Cooper said he appreciates
Summitt and his wife for their
generosity and support in mak-
ing this project become a real-
ity. Because of the hard work
of people like Summitt, as well
as the many gifts from donors,
by next school year there will
be more than 30 new Steinway
pianos in Mable Wood Hall.
The target date for the official
completion of the project is set
for Alumni Weekend, October
2009, which will be focused
on music to honor the alumni
and donors.


Continued from Pg. 1

individual recruiters received
$300, $200 and $100, respec-
tively, while the club recruiter
award was based on number of
members. The top club in the
IS or fewer, 16-45 and 46+ cat-
egories received $200, $400
and $600, respectively.

Even with the financial in-
centive the goal was to serve
your purpose and the students
did just that.

"It's something that I feel
we need to do as Christians,"
character animation major
Guian Goulet said.

The end result is a feeling
of satisfaction among the or-
ganizers that all went well and
a sense of altruism among the
students that they did their
part to make their community
a better place.



Continued from Pg. 1

Saturday to minimize water
damage, said Eric Schoonard,
associate director of plant ser-
vices at Southern.

"It ruined all the carpet, all
the sheet rock and insulation
in both apartments," he said.

Though the apartments
were seriously affected, most
of the students' belongings
were unharmed.

"One guy's computer got
soaked," said Jeff Harper, a
junior theology major who
lived in Maple l. "If anything
got damaged we're letting [the
school] know and insurance
will take care of it."

The apartments will not be
repaired for weeks, said Kim
Sturm, assistant job coordina-
tor of plant services.

The landscape department
and Hickman Hall also experi-
enced flooding because of the
cold temperatures.

Cindi Young wades through insulation

Week to feature testimonies

Laurel Dominesey

Every semester Southern
students gear up for the Stu-
dent Week of Prayer, and this
semester will be no exception
with students doing the speak-
ing in a series entitled "Tes-
tify," beginning Jan. 26.

"Usually week of prayer
has a theological emphasis
on salvation, which is good,"
said Donnie Keele, assistant
chaplain and coordinator of
Student Week of Prayer. "This
year we are trying to show that
the Christian faith— walking
with Jesus— actually works
and it changes lives."

This week of prayer will
feature testimonies and life
stories of seven Southern
I students. The series will run
from Jan. 26 through Jan. 31
with students speaking at 7
p.m. every night and 11 a.m.
on Tuesday and Thursday at
the Collegedale Church. The



Continued from Pg. 1


"I think that was definitely
something our country need-
ed to hear," Becker said. "We
need a president who is solid
in his conviction."

This was the first presiden-
tial inauguration some stu-
dents had ever seen.

"I thought it was quite the
show, quite the production,"
said Stephen Wright, a senior
business administration ma-

jor. "I realized that the presi-
dent is pretty much royalty."

Some students found hope
in Obama's speech, and were
encouraged by the words he
offered to the nation.

"He did well," Becker said.
"It's definitely cool to witness
something like this. It's excit-
ing to think about the change
and what our country is ca-
pable of."

During his speech, Presi-
dent Obama called for the re-
building of our nation.

"What is required of u s „ 01y |
is a new era of responsibility!
a recognition, on the p:
every American, that we
duties to ourselves, our n a |j J
and the world, duties that Jf
do not grudgingly accept hi J
rather seize gladly, firm ±
knowledge that there is not
ing so satisfying to the spj|
so defining of our charade!
than giving our all to a difficuH
task," Obama said. "This 1
the price and theprontise ■

week will end with a vespers
service Friday evening. Nigel
Francois, a junior theology
major will be speaking.

Students will receive convo-
cation and worship credit for
attending each meeting.

"Getting both credits at once
is definitely an incentive," said
Chris Mateo, a senior public
relations major. "Especially
when it is a worthwhile topic.
I'm excited to hear my peers
speak on issues we have all
faced during our youth."

Other students were also

"I am excited about the
idea of testimonies because I
feel that a lot of times we are
presented with the theory of
living a Christian life, but tes-
timonies present the practical-
ity of living a Christian life,"
said Nate Dubs, a junior the-
ology major and a speaker for
the week of prayer. "And that's





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It was a rainy, drizzly day.
Thankfully, I had checked the
weather forecast that morning
and grabbed an umbrella on
my way out the door. Fifteen
minutes later the rain started.
My umbrella was a cute
umbrella. It was powder blue
and had little cats and dogs all
over it. (It's raining cats and
dogs!) My grandma got it for
free from the Humane Society
and gave it to me. However,
like most free things, it was
lacking in quality. The fabric
on at least two of the ends of
the umbrella had ripped. As.
I was walking home for lunch
the wind started gusting and
my umbrella became almost
more of a hassle than a shelter

as it flipped inside out. I was and dogs looked very silly,

gripping it tightly to keep it People are hke umbrella^

from filing away. It now has We're all shapes ,«*«** We

a few other ends ripped and come from different ptoces.

looks like a misshaped pity of like mypoorumbreUa, some of

an umbrella. <» need some mending of tears

I couldn't help but notice in our. lives. Some of us may

some of the umbrellas around
me as I went to and from class.
Some were brightly colored.
Some were massive. Some
were obviously older. Some
were shiny and new. Some
were made by designers. Some
were probably from a thrift
store. Some even had several
layers of material. As I crossed
the road toward my apartment,
a friend walked up. I couldn't
help but feel a little chagrined
over the state of my sad um-
brella next to his massive, very
refined, high-quality umbrella.
My broken powder blue cats

even need new parts. Some of
us are getting our heads wet in
rains of trial. Some of us are
sheltered from the rain and
toasty warm. Some of us may
even be fighting to hang on as
the storms are threatening to
turn us inside out. Some of us
may think we're just plain and
not very exciting. Some of us
are sporting shiny designs, but
perhaps hiding the emptiness
inside. Some are guarding a
happy heart that is splashing
with joy through the puddles.

Umbrellas do no good if they
are not opened and held up.

_ are also held in Christ's

hands. He has control over our
lives. We may think we're hold-
ing on to our own lives, but one
fierce storm will whip the con-
trol from our weak hands. We
would do better to let go of our
umbrellas, our lives, and walk
next to Christ and He can hold
our lives for us.

There are dozens of analo-
gies between us and umbrellas,
but I must mention that there
is at least one important differ-
ence between us and umbrel-
las. When I left for work later
that day I left my poor powder
blue cats and dogs umbrella at
home and grabbed my room-
mate's more robust umbrella.
The difference is this: Christ
never trades us in. We are not
disposable in His sight. He will
mend us. He will perfect us.

He will never let us go.

The Bible doesn't say [_
thing about umbrellas, but J
has something to say about
clay. "'O house of Israel, can J
not do with you as this potts!
does?" declares the Lord. "LiiJ
clay in the hand of the [
so are you in my hand, honJ
of Israel," (Jeremiah 18:6).

"Woe to him who striv I
with him who formed him,iT
pot among earthen pots! Dr. I
the clay say to him who fonnl
it, 'What are you :
■Your work has no handles'™
(Isaiah 45:9).

Don't hang on. Let go anil
let God form you as He wiT
Let yourself be clay (or aaui
brella) in His hands.

The farm house: Warmth isn't just about temperatu


Chris Clouzet

RFimiON Fnirnn

Once upon a time, on a
snowy-white, secluded hill,
there stood an old, gray farm
house whose owner was a very
wise man. Two sentinels kept
faithful watch to its left. One
was tall and crowned with a
rusty dome, the other an achy
dark face, a bygone figure fa-
miliar to many farm animals
of times long passed. Young,
gangly evergreens slouched in
front of the farmhouse, quiet
reminders of the unforgiving
stroke of winter's icy brush.
The dwelling itself, a rectangu-
lar nod to the pragmatic mind
of its ancient architect, gazed
with silent eyes across the
wandering hills. Against the
settling stillness, it seemed to
sigh deeply, as if to brace itself
against another surly winter

Knowing that a farmhouse
unoccupied is like a heart de-

void of love, the wise owner
decided to bring some visitors.
A farmhouse, empty and alone,
is not much more than a speck
of existence on a secluded hill.
The owner busies himself
with waking the slumbering
giant. Matches are lit and
presently a wispy ribbon of
smoke hesitantly escapes from
its stone prison and floats up,
blending into the dark night
sky. Water bubbles and whis-
tles in the kettle- and dusty
games are removed from their
cupboards. A welcoming glow
of light soon radiates from ev-
ery glass pore of the thawing

Before long, footprints,
broken into the crust of the
windblown yard, trail toward
the foot of the stairs lead-
ing up to the frosty, covered
porch. Boots are removed
and seats are claimed. The
ebb and flow of conversation
filling the room is frequently
interrupted by swells of joy-

A snowy day on a farm in Pennsyluai

ous laughter. Stomachs ease
into their steady cadence,
filled with hearty morsels from
the pantry and the satisfying
embrace of steaming hot co-
coa. Glad eyes and carefree
smiles replace soggy mittens
and overstuffed down jackets.
Soothing warmth emanating
from the simmering cast-iron

wood stove encroaches upon
every corner of the room, dis-
pelling the last intrusive fin-
gers of winter's icy grip. The
inhabitants of this farmhouse
find it an easy task to leave the
memories of a dreary winter

Out of a lifeless gray farm
house there is birthed a new

creation: A home,
warmth and laugMH
friendship. Theown||
contentedly at eacbl|
friends. He smite »«|
that as long as they »«■
with him, they are sm
warm. He knows ho*«|
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Sarah Hayhoe

Opinion Editor

sarah[email protected]

Twelve dead mice

It's just the beginning for

and our nation's new leader

the new president and for our own lives

Sarah Hayhoe
Q£iniqn-Eqhqb —

"What is that!?!" Tara
stepped away from the open
shelf where she had been
stacking cans and pointed at
something in the shadows. She
didn't have to yell for her voice
to fill the small, cold kitchen.
In a matter of seconds, lo of us
had gathered to examine what
was beneath the countertop. It
was an excuse to stand closer
to the newly lit wood stove. Af-
ter a few more seconds, some-
one reached into the open

shelf and pulled out a plastic
bottle of cooking oil.

"Are those what I think they
are?" I couldn't help asking.

At the top of the bottle was
a hole the size of a silver dol-
lar. Oil still filled the container
and an inch or so beneath the
yellow surface laid the brown,
furry carcasses of 12 dead
mice. Ugh.

"It's a whole family. Babies,
aunts, uncles, everyone," com-
mented one of the other girls
shivering by the stove. "Did
they just blindly follow each
other into the container while
the leader was already drown-

ing? What a horrible way to

In the farmhouse we had
wood stoves, frozen water
pipes, buckets of spring water
for toilet flushing, and now
a colony of drowned mice. It
was a magical paradise just
over the Pennsylvania state
line, and its magic had little to
do with the wood stoves work-
ing, the pipes thawing, the
toilets flushing, or the funeral
of mice. The magic was in the
people and the memories we

This past weekend, while
millions of people converged in


Graphic by Katie Dexler

Washington, D.C., I visited the
lower Pennsylvania hills just a
few hours north of the capitol.
While millions of Americans
arrived at Dulles and Balti-
more, purchased metro tick-
ets and donned Obama para-
phernalia, I drove 10 hours to
spend time with friends in a
frozen farmhouse. Although I
forewent any attempt to stand
for hours in the National Mall
on Tuesday, Barack Obama
has already influenced my
life, since I probably wouldn't
have driven to Maryland and
beyond if three -of my friends
hadn't flown from the West
Coast for the Inauguration of
our 44th President.

Eighteen of us gathered at
the farm without cell phone or
internet service, armed with
warm clothes, cleaning sup-
plies, good food and stacks of
games. Only one person knew
everyone on the guest list be-
fore arriving for the weekend,
a fact that called for introduc-
tions and a lot of handshakes.
Our stories and experiences
overlapped in big and small
ways like attending college,
working at camp, or travel-
ing the world. But in no time
we were making music at the
old upright piano in the liv-
ing room, sledding down the
driveway, playing games and
even celebrating a birthday.

For several of the weekend
house guests, visiting the farm
has become an annual event,
a very anticipated tradition of
camaraderie and celebration
not unlike the inauguration of
a president with its emotion
and patriotism. Many house
guests return each year, but
some can't make it every time.
Before entering the dead zone
around the farm, a number of
us talked on the phone with
one such house guest, a friend
serving as a missionary in Af-

rica. In one week, another one
of this year's house guests who
was at the farm will fly to Ethi-
opia for a year of service at the
Adventist hospital there. We
have so much more to offer
than what the memories of one
weekend vacation can hold.

Likewise, the ceremony and
solemnity of the inaugura-
tion of the United State's first
African-American president
cannot predict the course of
change in the future.

Time at the farm was sim-
ple,.beautiful and full of what
I imagine heaven will be, but
the farm is not heaven. We are
not there yet. We have to re-
turn to our education, depart
for foreign countries, strive for
peace and goodwill to all hu-
mankind. We are only begin-
ning, as is President Obama.
fhe beauty of Obama 's inau-
guration as President on the
day after Dr. King's holiday is
both historic and triumphant
for this country and for many
individuals, but again it is only
another beginning.

Many still question Obama's
lack of experience. He is faced
with enormous domestic and
global challenges from the
U.S. economy to Gaza, Iraq,
Afghanistan, Pakistan and In-
dia to name a few.

Our country desperately
wants our new president to
succeed. The advantages of
temperament and ability that
he brings to the office are
heartening. So far, it's nice
having a gifted orator who can
inspire the people at home
while claiming popularity
abroad. However, as charis-
matic as Obama is, we're likely
in for more unpleasant sur-
prises before we clean up this |
country, its reputation and in-
fluei^e under his leadership.




Rachel Hopkins

Lifestyles Editor

[email protected]

Small steps to help balance your life

. , ul.. take time for devotions eacl

Rachel Hopkins

llfpcrviK FnrTOH

This is by far the busiest se-
mester of my life. I'm taking 18
credit hours (I'll either gradu-
ate this semester or die try-
ing), working three jobs and
planning a wedding for May.
I'm not complaining. I chose
this situation, but if I said it
wasn't hectic, I'd be telling you
a big fat lie. The sad thing is,
I'm not alone. I know there are
tons of other people in a very
similar (if not the same) boat.
So how can we keep our heads
on straight?

The key is balance. I know
that this semester I need to
be deliberate about not let-
ting any one area of my life go
to the dumps. Here are a few
steps in different areas of my
life that have worked these last
couple of weeks to keep me
sane. Hopefully some of them

can work for you too.

Mind: I feel like I'm in
class most of the time. I have
to be pretty strategic about
when I work on my home-
work. This requires planning.
I bought a notebook-style cal-
endar that I take with me to all
my classes. I'm not usually the
portable calendar type, but it
has helped, and if I can do it,
anyone can,

I also take time each morn-
ing to plan out how I'm going
to use the "spare" time in my
day. That way when someone
asks me if I want to go to taco
night at Amigos, I already
know that I'll be busy study-
ing for my digital video pro-
ductions class. However, this
doesn't mean I don't have fun.
I have a strict policy about Sat-
urday nights— no homework. I
need that time to hang out, or
Til go crazy. Don't let school
control your entire week. It's


Get your Green 0"



Vexation: Everyone
that pigs out on meat!

Solution: As much as I'd
love for all the carnivores
to become vegetarians, I'll
instead request that meat
eaters cut the animal con-
sumption by half. It seems
like a fair compromise.

Implementation: If
you love to order meat when
you're eating out, maybe try
the chicken instead of the
steak next time. If you live
off campus, practice being
a good Adventist by trying
some new meat substitutes.
There are tons of tasty ones
to chop*" f *~.m.

Clai .iicution: You've

no doubt heard of the
health benefits of a veg-
etarian diet, but what a lot
of people don't realize is
that meat consumption is
bad for the environment as
well. Meat requires more
resources to produce than
other forms of protein.
Plus, livestock accounts
for 18 percent of all green-
house gas emissions on the
planet. In fact, switching
to a meatless diet is even
better for the environment
than replacing your current
vehicle with a hybrid. Bet
you didn't realize Southern
was so down with the envi-
ronment like that.

'tip and info from idealbite.com

just not healthy.

Body: Speaking of healthy,
my lifestyle requires a lot of en-
ergy this semester. I have night
classes three days a week, and
I'm often up a little later than I
would hope doing homework.
This means that I again have
to be strategic about what my
day consists of. Planning out
an eating schedule has been
necessary, not only because I
want to get in shape for May,
but also because I'm gone from
my apartment working and go-
ing to class for several hours at
a time. I've started packing a
small lunch/snack so that I'm
still thinking clearly during my
last class and not fantasizing
about eating everything that's
in the fridge when I get home.
A snack can be a powerful way
to keep my mind straight.

I've also started an exercise
routine at Hulsey, which helps
me sleep a lot better at night.
I highly recommend the re-
cumbent bikes. You can break
a sweat AND read your text-
books at the same time. Highly

Soul: I'm not going to
preach about how five minutes
in the Word is going to make
your whole day awesome, but
to be totally honest, I just feel
a lot more centered when I

take time for devotions each
morning. My problem is that I
easily fall into the to minute,
read-a-chaptertrap. I've found
that diversifying my time with
God helps me from getting
bored and makes the time I
am spending with Him more
meaningful. I now read from a
Christian book, choose a por-
tion from the Bible and high-
light the best parts, do a little
joumaling, and spend some
time in prayer. When this gets
old, I'll have to try something
new. As long as I'm not watch-
ing the clock, I'm doing well.

Relationships: Even

though I may not be able to
have all the fun I had last se-
mester, it's still important to
make time for my friends and
loved ones. Donnie (my fiance)
and I may go most of the day
without seeing each other, but
we always carve out some time
in the evenings to play a few
rounds of Mario Kart 64 and
have prayer before going our
separate ways. My roommates
and I enjoy making big meals
on the weekends and having
lots of friends over. Bottom
line, if you don't take time to
socialize, you'll just get angrier
about everything you have to
do. Be responsible, but don't
forget about your friends.


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right direction.

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Zack Livingston

Sports Editor

[email protected]

A glance at Obama and his political dream team

Zack Livingston

Seqbis Ebjioh

Tuesday was a day that will
never be forgotten in America.
Now that Obama is in office
what will happen in the sport's
world? It is already known
that Obama loves basketball
and actually has a bunch of
advisors with basketball expe-

Just look at all of the sports

players in Washington: Sec-
retary nominee Arne Duncan
(former co-captian of Har-
vard's basketball team), at-
torney general nominee Eric
Holder (former Columbia bas-
ketball player) and brother-in-
law Craig Robinson (current
Oregon State men's coach).
They each have close ties with

So what do the people want
Obama and his dream team to

do to improve recreation and
sports in schools and urban
parks? A list from the ESPN
archives had this to say:

• Offer incentives for schools
to create more teams, not
fewer, which is what is hap-
pening in the era of no child
left behind, with its strictly
academic focus. The least that
schools can do is modernize
P.E. by connecting teens with
local clubs that sponsor lesser-

known sports in which they
might find success.

• Restore funding for urban
parks and recreational centers
that have been gutted in recent
years. Perhaps the administra-
tion can pay for it with a tax on
the pro leagues that do busi-
ness in these cities and whose
empires have been built on the
public dime.

• The key is getting pro-
gressive, not sentimental,

about youth sports. Parents
just aren't going to let their
kid ride a bike halfway across
town anymore to play sandlot

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