The Lamest of those Internet Quizzes

Not only do they misspell mine but that did for my friend Matt too.

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Without Training Wheels

Yesterday was a big day. I took off the training wheels off of Luke's bike and he rode around our neighborhood for about an hour. He started off a little wobbly but by the end was turning with no problems and going as fast as his little legs could peddle. He rode until he was too tired to ride anymore.

The day started off with a parade in downtown Lafayette. Because Luke attends pre-school at the Rec Center and played T-Ball, he got to be in the parade. I walked the parade too as a parent had to be with him. We passed Robin, Jack and Drew in the early part of the parade with Luke tossing them his candy. Robin started keeping up with us pushing the strollers on the side-walk and I said, "Why don't you just come in too?" So she did and our whole family was in the parade. It was a pretty lame parade quite frankly but people perked up seeing twins in a stroller.

The night ended with Luke feeling a pain when he went to the bathroom. He was afraid to go after that so I took him to Urgent Care to see if he might be getting a Urinary Tract Infection. He was brave enough to fill the cup and they ran tests but they were all negative. So he's fine.

Maybe it was just too much parade, candy and bike riding.

Offically Over

The Braves were officially eliminated last night. It really was over the night before when they lost to the Phils in Game 2 of that series. Quite frankly I thought it was over a few weeks ago but they got a little life, closed the gap some and gave me hope.

It's funny. I grew up a Braves fan and except the rare case of 1982, they always were out of it long before now until 1991. (I don't remember 1969 when they won the division and got sweep by Miracle Mets. I remember going to games when I was about 5 but maybe I didn't understand the 'making the playoffs'.)

Every early fall since 1991 save the last two have been distracting. I found myself checking scores late at night and being down when they lost heart-breakers. I can name them all. For many pundits it is not a good thing that they only won one World Series. But they won! I never had any hope they would win in the 70's. I could only envison it if 1/2 of the Big Red Machine got hurt and even then we had no chance. In 1988, Sports Illustrated called Atlanta, "Losersville". Three years later they went from worst to first and stayed in the mix.

But last night I rested. I didn't worry about whether the Padres won. Though maybe a little for the Rockies sake who now gain my allegiance until either they are eliminated or win it. But while I will pull for them, I am not a fanatic.

I can get on with my life and pay more attention to my kids and wife so being out of the playoff picture is not a bad thing. ...If only I didn't have NCAA and fantasy football to distract me now.

Not so fast...

Both yesterday and last night I was remarking to friends a miraculous thing. Jack was sick over the weekend - stomach flu - and Drew never got sick. But this morning, Drew threw up days after Jack got better. So those nasty bugs don't die easily.

This picture was taken in the afternoon. Luke had clown day at school. Seconds after this pic, Drew threw up again.

Bring on the waves! - J and B

J and B are leading in East Asia. (Having a hard time with the pic so go by the one in the email and just count it as a security thing like their names being hidden.) God has led them into a year of new challenges: for J who is ICS it is a new, much smaller city and for B is it a new role as Team Leader while on his 2^nd year of STINT.

J writes: "After only a month of being in a new city, working on a new team, meeting new friends, I surprisingly feel right at home. It was refreshing today (Monday) as I met with 4 women in our fellowship to begin a bible study. After studying the life changing power of Jesus, the girls began to think through who they wanted to see the Lord change this year. I was really encouraged by their maturity and desire to grow closer to Him. For one girl, this was the first week she had met with other believers apart from the Romanian who led her to the Lord.

"Personally, God has really met me as I have moved to this smaller city, of only one million people. Although there are still many things that can rob me of my time, I have enjoyed the quieter, slower pace of life, as well as the smaller community. In this transition, God has been showing me more and more of what it means to place my complete confidence in Him and not myself or others."

B adds: "The transition from STINTer last year to STINT Team Leader has been interesting; humbling to say the least. We put our first steps on this desert land about three weeks ago and God has already begun to work. Here are some highlights: Just last night one student made a decision to receive Christ! In one week I will be taking a couple of our key students on their first ever Mission Trip! Two Days ago, I said to one of my disciples who will be graduating this spring, 'There were people in the Bible who focused on doing nothing else in their life besides sharing Christ with other people, have you ever thought about this?' He sobered up and said, 'Actually I have been thinking about this, I've been wondering if my plans after I graduate are mine or his. I've been thinking about this a lot lately.' Pray for him!"

B goes on to say: "On the team level we are... weak. We're deficient, and not capable of doing anything of eternal value on these campuses we walk on every day. We are definitely not professionals over here. Knowing this, and knowing our need for God to move we've adapted a commitment to Desperation this year. Our Vision statement is: 'Desperation for the Father to move here so Christ is glorified everywhere.' We simply can't do anything on our own. If we try, we will fail. In fact, if we try to do things here without the power of God through the Holy Spirit, all of our work will be burned up and it would seem as if our team had never come here at all. Sound harsh? That's why we're desperate. We don't know what God wants to do here this year, but we know it's huge. Pray for us, that we would be constantly dependent on Him, the only one who can save these people."

This week I asked someone celebrating a birthday today to share a devo that she shared a few weeks with all the WSN leaders. No, not Kelly or M, but Candice. (Let's all send her an e-card greeting.) Here's what she has to say. ..

I have been searching the Scriptures of late seeking for common threads to where the Lord leads His people. It runs the spectrum of mountain tops to bellies of whales, from responsive people to hardened hearts, from danger to quiet pastures and the list goes on and on! Left to myself I would always choose the mountain tops, responsive people and safety but that doesn't seem to fit the pattern of what the Lord would choose. One particular set of stories has really caught my attention, from Mark 4:35-6:56. So pull out your Bible and follow along as I ramble a bit of the Lord's leading, try and find yourself in the stories…

We begin with the words, "Let's go to the other side…" That seems like a reasonable request until they get out there and this huge storm hits and the guy who told you to go is sleeping! And you wake Him up and He kind of takes you to task for your faith. Then you get to the other side and who is waiting for you, a crazy demon possessed guy! He is healed and commissioned, a bunch of pigs drown and then what happens…you get back in the boat back to the other side! There you are greeted by an official whose daughter is either dying or already dead, an unclean woman who has exhausted all her resources, a bunch of people wanting things and you watch Him care for each person. Then it is your turn, Jesus sends you out to do the same in His authority but He adds don't pack anything…huh?! So you go out and see all this cool stuff happen and you come back and tell Jesus and he says "Come away by yourselves to a secluded place and rest a while because now there are so many people around you that you don't even have time to eat"…sound familiar in the rush of the first six weeks?

Back into the boat you go…you wonder, what is going to happen this time? Nope, no storms but the people track you and actually get to where you are going before you do! Jesus feels compassion towards them and turns to you and says "give them something to eat" this is after He rejected your idea of sending them home…you want to say, remember we were going on a retreat to rest! You get to play a part in another miracle and then the all too familiar invitation comes again…"get into the boat and go to the other side." Right back into another storm but this time Jesus isn't sleeping He is watching you from a mountain side and then walks on the water right alongside you and with the words: "Take courage; it is I, do not be afraid." He gets into the boat and the wind stops and then you get to the other side and the people run about the whole country bringing all to Jesus.

So today where are you, on what side of the sea, is Jesus sleeping, is He asking you about your faith, is He leading you to the sick, possessed, hurting of your campuses and cities? I know I am currently in the boat, in a storm and waiting for Jesus to still the wind…and hoping there is no crazy person waiting for me on the other side! Will I, will you, leave the "security" of the boat and enter the masses? Can we commit to remind each other often: "take courage, it is Jesus, do not be afraid"? Alright, bring on the waves!

Thanks Candice. We hope you have a great birthday today waves and all.

Lunch with my Rabbi

Yesterday I had lunch with Pastor Gene or Rabbi Gene since he is a Messianic or Completed Jew. Last Sunday in his sermon he diverted for a moment to plug a new authentic Delicatessen in town: Jimmy and Drew's Delicatessen. So I called him up earlier in the week and we scheduled a lunch together there.

Since Yom Kippur started at sundown last night and since Pastor Appreciation day is in a few weeks, I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone. We had been meaning to get together for a while so we just made it happen.

It's been a hard past year for Gene. Within the last year, Cornerstone has had two staff leave - one because of moral failure and the other because of philosophical differences. We have two key members facing serious life issues of inoperable cancer and Lou Gehrig's disease. About an hour ago, he preformed a funeral of a son of a member who took his own life. I know firsthand how heavy the weight of pastoring can be and how there is always a critic in the crowd too. But the hardest thing this year as been he and Andrea dealing with their adult daughter. I don't know how much it would be fair for me to write here so I will just say its been tough and heartbreaking.

We had a good lunch. Jimmy and Drew's was excellent! Gene and I had great conversation about life and mutually encouraged one another. I have always felt like I connect with Gene. Even from the very first time we met. He is real. He is full of grace. He is a friend.

I didn't get Gene a No-Flak Jacket but was honored to buy him lunch and say "I got your back".

Owl in Flight at Sunset

We saw this owl in our cottonwood tree tonight. It took off as I took a picture but I caught this one in flight.

The ironic thing is just the other day Luke asked if I had ever seen a real owl. Now he can say that he has.

Devo - Satisfying Their Thirst

I just posted a devotion on STINT Leaders.

This week I highlight two of our STINT Leaders in East Asia where they are seeing some cool stuff happen as students are owning the movement and motivated to share their faith. Two of them - Punisher and Human Torch - are talking about going with our staff to a Muslim nation in three years.

In the midst of this sweet ministry, M shares: “Personally, I’d love prayer for my walk with the Lord. I feel very little passion for Him, even as I tell people that He is the greatest thing in the world. And I find it hard to spend time in His Word.”

His experience is common. It is the danger of ministry. In the devotion we look at Isaiah 55 and the life God calls us to experience and the promises that He will accomplish His purpose.

Satisfying Their Thirst - J and M

A month ago, J and M (names hidden for security reasons) landed in East Asia. This is M’s 3rd year of STINT. Don’t tell anyone. I don’t think people were expecting him to return because he surprised even some of his East Asian friends who were staying at his place to use the washing machine and DVD player.

The upperclassmen, like these guys, were already on campus when M, J and their team arrived. The freshmen arrived on the 10th. Since they just started their military training, they are easy to spot, too. In 3 days, M met guys in 18 different freshman dorm rooms. M didn’t go alone to the dorms though as some of the older students went with him. The students really own the movement and are motivated to share their faith. The seniors realize that they will be graduating soon and haven’t stopped talking about the need to replace themselves. They have the vision and know what needs to be done. Two of them - Punisher and Human Torch - are talking about going with M to a Muslim nation in three years.

Even as M and J’s team are walking into a sweet place of having mission aligned students on their campus, M shared that he covets our prayers to maintain his passion: “Personally, I’d love prayer for my walk with the Lord. I feel very little passion for Him, even as I tell people that He is the greatest thing in the world. And I find it hard to spend time in His Word.”

M's experience is common. It is a crazy paradox about ministry that even when things are going great its often hard to maintain passion for Him. Sometimes those are the hardest times. It is the danger of ministry. It is a warning all leaders should heed.

God invites us to come to Him. He desires for us to experience life, real life, a God-life that He alone can give. He is the fountain of living water while we are prone to expend our energy carving cisterns out of stone to store stagnant water; broken cisterns that cannot even hold water. (Jer. 2:13) He cries out from the dusty streets to come to Him and drink so that living water would flow from our innermost being. (Jh 7:37-39)

Isaiah 55 is one of my favorite passages. It's similar to these passages above. It’s not very long either – 13 verses – and is worth a repeated look. God invites us to come to Him and drink, to eat. It’s free. It’s satisfying. Why waste your money on food that does you no good? He offers life. He offers an unfailing love. He wants to display His awesome power through us. He wants to give us nations to command. He asks us to seek Him, to call on Him, to turn to Him, to return to Him. His thoughts are nothing like our thoughts and His ways are nothing like our ways. They are astronomically higher.

He wants you - not what you do.

In the midst of this passage of focusing on Him first, He ends with a promise that is pertinent to us serving Him. It’s a pretty cool promise for those of you who are not yet at the place of mission-aligned students like J and M and well as those of you who are. It's also a promise of what what he wants to accomplish in our lives that are often as dry as the desert. I will end with it.

“The rain and snow come down from the heavens and stay on the ground to water the earth. They cause the grain to grow producing seed for the farmer and bread for the hungry. It is the same with my word. I send it out, and it always produces fruit. It will accomplish all I want it to, and it will prosper everywhere I send it. You will live in joy and peace. The mountains and hills will burst into song, and the trees of the field will clap their hands! Where once there were thorns, cypress trees will grow. Where nettles grew, myrtles will sprout up. These events will bring great honor to the Lord’s name; they will be an everlasting sign of his power and love.” – Is 55:10-13

Must be a Guy Thing

(squeamish warning)

Jack and Drew have a request every time you change their diaper especially if its poopy. "See it." In fact last week while I was gone, Robin said Jack said about one particularly full diaper: "See it. It's big. It'd it?"

I wonder why this is? Is it a guy thing? You know we were created to accomplish things so maybe Jack and Drew just want to see what their bodies produced. It's a measurement of achievement - even if its poopy. Maybe even more so if its poopy.

Aren't you glad I didn't upload a picture?

Home Again

I came home last night. I was in CA for a week for some WSN National Meetings. I flew out early and spent a few days with my sister. Yesterday, before I flew back I met a good friend, Tim, for coffee and then lunch. Good times.

Both Jack and Drew were a little slow in welcoming me back into the family: running away from me, not looking me in the eye, no kisses, etc. The kind of welcomes that make it harder to leave each time. At least Robin welcomed me. (And Luke who really was a more affectionate.)

While I was gone they started speaking in bigger 'sentences'. Well like Jack: "Daddy is big. Mommy is big. TaTa (Luke) is big. Dew is tiny. Gack is tiny."

As the day went on they warmed up and we had a fun day. Though I took a long nap to catch-up on sleep. All and all, its good to be home.

Keeping sacred their time with the Lord - Andrew & Tricia

Andrew and Tricia Dealy are in Chiang Mai, Thailand. (By the way I am at WSN meetings in Oceanside, CA looking out over the Pacific Ocean toward Thailand as I type. Thinking of all of you of course. Everyone says 'hi'.) Their team is at Rajapaht University (say: rawch-uh-POT).

Tricia gives a picture of life in Chiang Mai: "(a week ago) for about 4 hours there was a Thai block party down the road, complete with Thai KARAOKE!!!!!! You wouldn't believe me if I told you how loud it was from inside my living room, even though they are a good 200 yards away."

Their team landed in late August and very quickly met some English speakers. One student, Kim, is an English major who Tricia met the first week. She asked her what it would be like if she introduced the team to all her friends and then they started knowing Christ and the gospel went out to her whole campus through their English department and she was so excited and they shook on it. They are praying that students at Rajapaht University would own the ministry and that they would want to be multipliers - not just learn from the Dealys and their team, but take what they're learning and teach others.

One of their other big prayers is that that their team would keep sacred their time with the Lord. Tricia writes, "We have committed to spending time with the Lord every day, as well as an extended evening with the Lord every Thursday, and lastly a once-a-month entire day with the Lord. Pray that in the busy schedule and lots of ministry activity we wouldn't compromise this time to be with the Lord in the Word and in prayer."

Actually this fits into what I felt like the Lord was leading us to look at this week. I am struck by Luke 5:15, 16. Luke writes that the crowds came to hear Jesus and be healed, "But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed."

But... the crowds came but He got away. His public ministry was so short - only three years. Ministry was booming and He got away. In Mark 1:37 is one of these 'often' times. The whole town was gathered to be ministered to the night before and they are looking for Him, wanting more and He slips away.

Often... It was His practice; His M.O. There goes Jesus again withdrawing to lonely places to pray. Often. Not just when He had had enough. Not just sometimes or once in a while. Not just the 1/2 dozen or so times you can find Him doing this recorded in the gospels. Often. It's like He was obsessed with prayer.... with private prayer.

Withdrew... He left the house.... very early in the A.M.... while it was still dark... privately slips away... a retreat. He leaves. He gets away.

To Lonely Places... To remote places... off the beaten path... three times the gospels record that it was a mountainside... solitary... just with the 12... just with the inner circle... alone... by Himself. He left the crowds.

And Prayed... He went off to be alone yet not really alone. He prayed to the Father. He got alone for some Daddy time. Sometimes He spent the night praying. It was just Him and the Father. As Tricia expressed would be true for their team, He kept this time sacred.

I don't know how this all feels for you. Sometimes it seems so counter-intuitive to leave when ministry is booming or the needs are so pressing or the time is so short. And even if we are prone to withdraw, what would come after 'often' for me or you? I can't say that private prayer would be what people who know me best would say after 'but he often...'

Is the longing of my heart to retreat to a private place for some time with my Father? Do I long for moments to steal away? Do I carve these times into my normal, daily routine much less find times where I leave while its still dark or camp out all night with Him? Certainly my flesh is weak; but is my spirit even willing? Why not?

Am I follower of Jesus into the pattern of His prayer life? Lord, teach me, teach us to pray... as you prayed.

More Pics and Newsletter

Once again a new picasa album... a few photos linger from the end of July starting with Jack and Drew's birthday and rest take you through August. The slideshow on the right is now of this album. You can also go here to read our most recent newsletter.... september letter.pdf

August Sept 07

The Coming Autumn Rains

I just posted a new devo "The Coming Autumn Rain" from the prophet Joel on the STINT Leaders Blog.

The Coming Autumn Rains - Darren and Lindsey

Darren and Lindsey are leading a team of six in Uppsala, Sweden. After a few bumps along the way (support coming in the final hour, no visas, missing two flights and 17 pieces of luggage) they are hitting the ground running.

Last Friday, at this new student fair, Agape had a table where they handed all 300 of their Freshman Survival Kits in an hour. Of the 214 who filled spiritual interest surveys with a chance to win movie tickets, 56 respond positively about interest in knowing God or being in a Bible Study. There, Darren had a conversation with a student named Per about the historical reliability of the New Testament and the person of Jesus. Per wanted to meet up again and Darren asks us to pray that the Lord will begin a work in his heart with the truth of the Gospel.

On Monday, they will start a coffeehouse ministry using art and other mediums to percolate spiritual discussions. In October, Darren, Lindsey and their team are joining together with other ministries for a week of outreach. It will culminate with a concert and gospel presentation.

As we are beginning the 40 Days of Prayer & Fasting for the Students & Faculty of the World, I thought it might be appropriate these next few weeks to look how leaders respond to prayer and fasting. (I also realize by merely mentioning fasting that I just made Candice reach for another powdered doughnut.)

One such leader is Joel. Joel is one of those Minor Prophets. Like what is that anyway? Is it like a WSN AlmostRD? We Christians hardly read the OT anyway but tag a ‘Minor’ title and you guarantee the pages will remain crisp. Thank goodness Peter and Paul had read Joel.

The people of Joel’s day were facing serious times. Four waves of locusts had devastated the land. The fields were stripped bare. The grain was destroyed. The grapevines, fig trees, pomegranate trees, palm trees and apple trees had all dried up. The barns were empty and the granaries were abandoned. The animals moaned with hunger.

Joel calls for the people to wake up; to see the destruction and despair; to cry, weep, mourn and wail. He announces a time of fasting. (Which if there is no food to eat I guess it was easier to do.) He tells them to blow the ram’s horn and call everyone – old, children, and even babies – to a solemn assembly. Stop the honeymoon. Now is not a time of celebration. Rend your hearts and return to the Lord your God.

Fasting is a time of mourning. It is grieving over things like sin, hopeless situations, and need for deliverance. It is saying that we desire Him and for Him to move even more than we desire our basic needs. It is removing distractions to focus on the heart of God. It is returning to Him. It is an act of desperation.

What if we had the eyes to see? Would the spiritual landscape of our mission field look like the landscape of Joel’s time? Would we see multitudes of people living in fear and hopelessness? Would we hear students of the world crying out from their souls because they thirst and hunger? Would we see our own sinfulness and need for the gospel and cry out in desperation? Would we, as the priests and ministers of the Lord, weep over the lack of joyful celebrations in the house of God and of no grain or wine to offer to Him?

If we saw would we as leaders call others to fast and pray? Joel doesn’t write how long this fast was. It may have been 40 days. It may have been a day. Perhaps too it’s a call to a lifestyle of returning to God with a rent heart as we live in reality of the despair in us and around us.

Joel gives great hope. God will show Himself merciful and compassionate. He is eager to relent and not punish. The land will be green again. The autumn rains will come as well as rains of the spring. The Lord will give back the years the locusts have eaten. This garden of paradise was lost and under a curse but it will be restored. Nations will know that He is the Lord our God and there is no other.

“I will pour out my Spirit on all people… and everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”

Let brotherly love continue

Yesterday I had to give Drew a time-out. Actually two in the course of an hour. The first was because he choose to draw a picture on the wall instead of the paper. The second was for being unkind to his brother.

I heard Jack and Drew fighting and went into their room. Like little monkeys they had climbed up into Jack's crib and were fighting over a monkey. Sometimes its hard to discern who started what but this was easy. Drew sleeps with a stuffed bear and Jack with a stuffed monkey. They refer to each as 'my baby'.

Drew had Jack's baby and would not give it back; taunting his brother. He got a time-out. Two minutes alone in his own crib with no toys. I gave back Jack his monkey and took him into the living room.

When I came back to release Drew from his prison, I tried to explain why he got a time-out and what it means to be unkind. He had a poopy diaper so we changed that as I hoped his attitude was no longer poopy.

While I was changing him, Jack walks in with his baby in hand. He walks up to Drew and holds out his monkey. "Here Dew". "Tank You" says Drew accepting the gift.

I think my little two year-old modeled forgiveness, mercy and grace far greater than I do.

True Fasting

Isaiah 58 is an interesting passage to me.

God says that day after day the people have sought Him out. They seem eager to know His ways and eager for Him to come near to them. They ask 'Why have fasted and you, God, have not seen it? Why have you not noticed that we have humbled ourselves?"

But God responds. Oh, He responds. "Yet on the day of your fasting, you do as you please.... You cannot fast as you do today and expect your voice to be heard on high. Is this the kind of fast I have chosen, only a day for a man to humble himself? Is it only for bowing one's head like a reed and for lying on sackcloth and ashes? Is that what you call a fast, a day acceptable to the LORD ? Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke? Is it not to share your food with the hungry and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter— when you see the naked, to clothe him, and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?"

I have done several long fasts in the last 12 years. I started fasting after reading Dr. Bright's book The Coming Revival followed by The Transforming Power of Fasting and Prayer. I wonder how often my spirituality even fasting is just lying in sack cloth and ashes. Am I really just like the pharisee in Luke 18 who fasted twice a week and it was just a religious activity?

I want my heart to be a heart that desires to see the chains of injustice loosened. I want to see the oppressed set free. I want to be willing share food with the hungry and provide shelter for the poor wanderer. I want to clothe those who are naked and not turn away from others in need.

I want to 'fast' for 40 days starting today. But not a fast from food like in the past. I want to fast from myself and selfishness. I want to spend 40 days thinking of others. I want to serve others for the next 40 days. Yes, I want to mourn and prayer for revival in our land and across the world. I want to see God's spirit move among students. But I want to live our Phil 2:1-11. I want to wake up every day and think, "How can I serve Robin today? How can I serve Luke, Jack and Drew? How can I serve those I work with? How can I serve people around me? I want to be willing like the Good Samaritan to serve my neighbor in need that God may bring across my path. I want to think of how I can minster to those oppressed, hungry, naked, with a home."

"Then your light will break forth like the dawn, and your healing will quickly appear; then your righteousness will go before you, and the glory of the LORD will be your rear guard. Then you will call, and the LORD will answer; you will cry for help, and he will say: Here am I. If you do away with the yoke of oppression, with the pointing finger and malicious talk, and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday.

"The LORD will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail. Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins and will raise up the age-old foundations; you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings."

Jack, Drew and Daddy at Safeway

I took Jack and Drew with me to the grocery store tonight. I guess Robin was willing to give me a another chance.

They road in the car grocery cart. Sweet cereal and macronomi & cheese were at their eye-level. Marketing!!

I avoided buying the cocoa puffs but did buy a box of mac-n-cheese. Drew couldn't figure out why he couldn't eat it there in Safeway though.