today marks the second anniversary of my internship at National Government Services, Inc.... i've only got five work days left there, and i'm definately gonna miss the place.
as i was cleaning out my inbox i stumbled accross these thoughts throughout the last two years:
Man I'm going crazy cooped up in the busyness of life... it's like "the spirit of the sovereign lord is upon me because he has anointed me to preach the gospel to the... keyboard... sent me to heal the broken... numbers? And break the chains of the... uh, desk." Yep, this is definitely my purpose...
Not in the subjectivity of our feelings, but in the objectivity of the cross, we were saved
I’ve been thinking about the youth a lot lately. It’s depressing :P I don’t know how Paul started churches and then left them in under a year… I don’t know how Jesus preached for three years and then left… I guess I must think I’m better than Jesus or Paul, because it is very difficult for me to say goodbye to people and not “nest” in their lives and try to help them forever. It is tempting for me to get discouraged (because of pride), when I see the kids struggling and doing stupid things. Like I must have totally failed and taught the wrong thing if after three years they still can’t keep their pants on and won’t read their Bibles. I’m tempted to think I’m the Holy Spirit, and I’m responsible not just for the proclamation of the message of Jesus, but also for the response. My pride thinks it would be nice to leave with a sense of “finality” or “completion,” or at least on a “good” note. I look at Jesus who ministered for three years, and ended up with 12 followers--one who killed himself, one who denied Him, and the other ten who were killed before ever pastoring a megachurch. Paul starts a church of 60 or so and leaves them to find a few years later they’re cross dressing, drunk, and one guy has his arm around his mom.
Perhaps that’s the reason for short-lived ministry… one day longer and you’d either be in a straight jacket poppin anti-depressant meds, or changing your name back to Saul and going old-testament on them. ;)
My biggest problem right now is probably self-absorption. It's easy to get passionate about how the national church is failing the poor--and we should, it's easy to get passionate about how many pastors are getting in the way of Jesus--and we should, but the world and the church's corruption is not the fault of someone else. There are times when *I* am indifferent to the cry of the oppressed... There are times when *I* preach my standards rather than Christ's, there are many times when *I* want *me* to be happy, or pleased, or fed at Applebee's more than I want the fatherless to have family, or the homeless to have anything to eat at all. I need to remember that *I* am the problem. And only by fixing what we can change--ourselves--can we truly make impact in the Kingdom.
God is all that matters...
When that one piece, if it’s okay… if it’s secure, then everything else is alright. No matter how miserable, no matter how unexpected, or how horribly or insecure or uncertain things seem… it’s like everything is okay.
When working so hard to make everything okay, to work so hard to be sure you’ve got all of your tracks covered and all of your paths straight, no matter how successful, no matter how proficient, no matter how well and perfect life is going… if that one piece is missing, then nothing is okay.
God is the only thing that matters. When you seek him, all that other stuff is taken care of.
He’s the only one that can enable you to enjoy that which you already have… no matter how much or how little “that” you’ve acquired.
Christians are like nails. The harder you hit them, the deeper they go
And when you are hammered, you rejoice… Rejoice not in the pain of the strike, but in the depth of its effect:
To be driven deeper into the Body of Christ…
(mark driscoll)
...when the kingdom of God comes… it comes with a love that breaks into the gates of hell and transforms the rejects, the addicts, the left outs, the not good enough, into the body of Christ… into the church…
I hope your school year is going well. I also hope you like okra. Because it is good for you. Okra. And school actually. They actually have a lot more in common than one would think.
If God has implanted seeds of change, the harvest will yield trees of the Kingdom.
In my opinion guilt only comes from people, satan, and the past. God brings only constructive conviction, a loving, sanctifying means of demonstrating His Grace, Fatherly Love, and Mercy.
I feel like every day, just waking up and praying Eph 2:12, what are the works You have prepared for me today? And then sitting back and watching as He opens my eyes to His plans, opens my heart to His people, and opens my ears to the cries of the oppressed...
We may not feel we have the strength to make it another week, another month, another year... but God only asks that we make it through the night, for His mercy and His strength are new with each morning.
“We cannot be a source of strength unless we nurture our own strength.” M. Scott Peck
“If you don’t do something differently, you’ll end up where you are headed.” Gary Koyen
--when everything revolves around You, then everything will be alright—
We will rewrite commentaries. We will never rewrite scripture.
It seems the Way of Jesus is not content to stagnate, but to flow throughout all of us and spill abundantly and exceedingly above all that we can contain and into the lives of others.
I’m much more inclined to be the instrument, not the instigator. The art. Not the artist.
Sometimes we need greater strength, but at other times we need a lighter load... Please try to seek a Sabbath as often as you can.
--God is not a drug, and he certainly does not make you feel better without becoming better-- (Erwin McManus, The Barbarian Way)
There is no sweeter peace and no stronger bond then praying with a friend who is too weak and too broken to do so on his own.
Preach like a Baptist. Sleep like a Calvinist.
The doctrine of the infallibility of Scripture unfortunately includes “narrow is the path to life, but broad the way to destruction.”
The same sun that softens the mud hardens the clay.
I am glad God is not as religious as most pastors.
Conformity does not equal holiness.
There are so many songs we’ve left to sing that we haven’t even heard
There are so many words we’ve yet to say that we haven’t even learned
Never cease to dream
For through our dreams He speaks
And when He speaks this whole world feels a little more like home
So often in my life I have seen someone begin their journey with Christ and be instantly changed to fire. They love Jesus. They have a passion for their friends. They want to change the world. Then, they are told to focus that passion on conforming to the predetermined set of rules and regulations of a middle-class American, Caucasian, bath-robe Jesus. They're entire passion is expensed on what *not* to do, as if this earth is only an evil trial and the only purpose of a Christian life is to do enough "Christian" things and quit enough "wordly" things to gain God's favor so that when you die (their goal), you can be transported to some other-wordly spirit-realm and freed from the pain, struggle, and affliction of denying everything around you here on earth.
And their passion. is. vanquished.
If they are teens, they give up until they are old enough and apathetic enough and passionless enough to accept such a stoic religion.
If they are desperate, they expense all of their passion in hopeless endeavors of pleasing legalists.
...There was no mention of a church in the Bible. The word King James translated for "church" is "Ekklesia." It literally means "an assembly of people; a gathering," This is the church Jesus described as His body and began on His disciples. It is a body, not a building. A people, not a rule-book. A life, not a weekly service.
Imagine what would happen if new followers of Jesus were taught this truth. Imagine what might happen if people were crazy enough to believe the Way of Jesus was about joining others to redeem and createo culture, not run from it. To embrace creation, not suffer through it. To focus their passion on what Jesus can do through them, on eradicating poverty, on feeding the emaciated, on proper business practices, on loving people, on helping kids, on freeing the oppressed, on what Jesus *wants* to do *through* them by *his* power, instead of living their entire lives trying to *quit* enough bad things through their *own* power to please a Holy God who already sees them as righteous in *Christ* and could never be any more offended than by their attempts to save themselves through their own actions.
Maybe this sort of Ekklesia would change the world.
I have a hard time believing Jesus was destined to die for a church that sits within its four walls and sings songs praising their own safety while outside 25,000,000 human beings are being exploited and enslaved. I cannot accept Jesus redeeming a church to sing songs of their own redemption loud enough to drown out the cries of the oppressed. It became very difficult for me to sit comfortably and sing “He is Risen,” knowing there were teens under the bondage of addiction and children dying of starvation every 13 seconds. From my understanding, Jesus rose because He wants me to extend that same power and love to the nations—starting with the oppressed and emaciated.
I’ve come to the conclusion that hanging out with teenagers all weekend, staying up all night, drinking energy drinks, and skateboarding (or at least the slamming the concrete with your face part) makes you feel old after 20 ::nod::
The closer to God I get, the farther away I get from everything familiar.
I don’t think anyone truly wants a Jesus that simply fits into their messed up life. People need Jesus because their life sucks and they are seeking something totally different.
The teens are growing up. This is the first time I’ve ever done highschool ministry. I’ve lost some students. I’ve gained some friends.
My every blessing withers quickly passing in the wind
While my sins are far too lasting
I’ve amputated limbs,
It’s no good men, the beast lives within
No use severing infected members
When heart is pumping sludge
How can corpses plead for life?
Holy Spirit, call my name
Jesus Christ, propitiate
God the Father, look through me
And I will die as wheat
Deracinate my heart
Extirpate the whole of me
Nothing left to save
Best to start anew
Friday, May 30, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
...i'm.an.uncle!!!!
pics tomorrow of the absolute most beautiful baby girl in the entire universe....
she def. looks like me ;)
she def. looks like me ;)
Monday, May 26, 2008
...we.were.made.for.this
Thoughts:
Scattered, random, and incomplete, but thoughts nonetheless:
Joy is inextricably connected to Jesus Christ and right relationship with him…
What culture has increasingly attempted to achieve in recent years is to extricate Christian virtues, attributes and characteristics of God, and model those independently from God. There are atheists committed to love; therefore, they partake in water purification projects. There are humanists committed to justice; therefore, they participate in equal-rights campaigns. There are activists committed to beauty; therefore, they levy for environmentalism. All of these attributes flow out of the character and the image of God, and at best humanity apart from God is displaying shards and pieces of the totality of what God looks like and what true humanity, as image bearers of God, was created to display. Where they fail to achieve happiness or enjoyment is that no single attribute is to be the goal of our lives or the object of our affections. Rather, when God is the object of our affection, and His Glory is the goal of our lives, we are conformed more into the image of His Son, and what inevitably flows from this transformation is the totality of God’s attributes and characteristics shining forth from our lives on display to the world. Summarily, if God is our goal, we increasingly radiate that which is of God—justice, compassion, love, truth, etc. Yet if that which is of God is our goal—that is to say, if we make the aim of our life “to be a loving person, to find the truth, to fight for equal rights, etc”—we ultimately fail, and at our best only achieve an empty reflection of a piece of some dismembered emotion or cause, neither of which will achieve our happiness, because we are not created to worship or love or commit our lives to an emotion or attribute, but to the God from whom these characteristics emanate.
We are not Christians because we seek to be loving people, we are not Christians because we seek to eradicate extreme-poverty, we are not Christians because we believe in equality, or peace, or hope, or love, or justice. We are Christians because we seek God—or rather, He seeks us. Every fiber of our being cries out for a relationship with the God who created us in His image, and we cannot be satisfied until something reconciles us to our Creator and liberates us to live as we were created to live. Christians are not humanitarians. Christians are lovers of God and reflectors of His image. We do not set out to be good people; we set out to Love God and to become more like Him, not by choice, not by effort of the mind or willpower, but by the irresistible Grace and calling of His Holy Spirit. When He calls us by name and rips our heart of stone out of our chest to replace it with a heart of flesh and gives us a new spirit--His spirit, which molds us more into His image—we naturally, we supernaturally, begin to love the things that God loves and care about the things God cares about, as our hearts begin to break for the very things that break the heart of God.
Therefore, our primary goal is not to feed the hungry and clothe the naked to alleviate their suffering in this sin-stained world. Focusing primarily on the alleviating of suffering, the eradication of hunger, or any other such worthy cause is an aim far too limited, far too incomplete, far too meaningless a goal to be undertaken. It makes a worthy task, but a terrible goal. It is a good endeavor, but one that is incomplete. If one is to devote his life to feeding the hungry, he may well feed them his entire life, yet we as Americans know of all people that food does not satisfy the soul—with the largest obesity rate and the highest depression and suicide rate in the world. Filling the stomachs of the emaciated alone will do nothing to change their government, give them education and justice, give them jobs or houses, or impact their children’s lives. Most importantly, it will not satisfy them or give them peace, it will not give them a relationship with their Creator, and a life eternally free from pain and suffering.
Our goal, our joy, our purpose, is a passion to treasure Christ supremely above all things. And as God achieves this purpose in our lives, He is Glorified and we are satisfied—as well as sanctified (made more like Christ—the image of God). Focusing our aim on God and His Glory will give us His heart—which beats constantly for the poor, the oppressed, and the hungry—and which will lead us to not only feed the hungry, but to lead them to Jesus Christ. This passion for the Supremacy of Christ in all things, to all nations, leads us to desire that all humanity experience, see and treasure and the infinite worth of Jesus Christ, so that God’s Glory and Fame might be increased and made much of throughout all the world.
So does this make God some esoteric egotistical maniac suffering from a low self-esteem problem? Were God fashioned in our image this would surely be the case. Rather, when a Being who is infinitely great, and infinitely good, and infinitely loving exists, the greatest gift He can bestow upon His creation is Himself. Therefore, our aim is to share the gospel, to share the goodness of Christ with all humanity, for the Glory of God. The outworking of this aim is the salvation of all peoples as His beauty and grace calls and compels them into perfect relationship with their Creator as He places a new heart, and His Spirit within them, sanctifying them and making them more like His Son, His Image, which is the ultimate joy, the ultimate purpose, the all-satisfying meaning and gift of our lives. Through their redemption, they then begin to love and act in mercy, compassion, justice, and truth received from the Spirit of Christ in them. This cycle continues as their passion for the Glory of God overflows and compels them to share the gospel with others, who in turn, receive new hearts and new Spirits, and begin to love and act in all the ways of God.
This is the gospel. This is good news to all people. It is in treasuring Christ above all things, it is in laying down our lives—in the example of our Merciful Saviour—that we truly live, that we experience joy and live life to the fullest extent, life, more abundantly—and more importantly, eternally.
This image-bearing—along with all of creation—is the art of a romantic lover pouring out His love and crying out to be loved in return. Our desire for justice is to draw us to the One who is truly Just. Our quest for truth is to lead us to the Absolute Truth. Our love of beauty is to send us in search of the Creator of all that is good. There is no objective for justice apart from God, there is no basis for truth outside of the Truth. When we feel strongly “this is wrong,” or “that is unjust,” it is the outworking of our image-bearing of God. God is the fulfillment of the totality of all of our desires for justice and peace and truth and love and life. All of life is a declaration of the sovereignty and majesty of God, and of our need for Him. The heavens declare the Glory of God. We who corrupt justice, who suppress the truth, who act in anger and hate, try to stand above God and judge Him as being unjust, untrue, and unloving? The very concept of justice, truth, or love does not exist apart from God.
If what we believe to be unjust does not come from God, it is not truly just. If what we believe to be loving does not come from God, it is not true love. If what we believe to be truth does not come from God, it is not absolute. Rather, the ways in which our perceptions of truth, love, and justice conflict with God, reveal to us our misconceptions construed from the culturally constructed influences we are bombarded with from birth.
I've been accused of having blind faith. I have no blind faith. I believe in God. I live with God, I enjoy God, I experience God, I love God.
Everyone has a cannon, everyone has a belief system. Your “bible” may be the compiled writings of musicians and rock stars and the conjecture of philosophers and scientists who preach that this God is archaic and unreal and nonexistent. Your pastors and priests may be cultural icons and talking heads that spew forth conjecture presenting God as unloving and unjust and the world is meaningless, flawed, and hopeless. You may blindly accept their teachings based not on experience but upon logic and familiarity. Your experiences and your vision and your life declare the love and the majesty and the Glory of God. Please do not convince yourself that by believing in the wisdom of a 2lb hunk of pinkish flesh called the human brain that you do not have blind faith. Blind faith closes its eyes to the beauty of the Cross, the Glory of the Christ, and the weight and severity of our depravity and sin and the world’s condition. Our entire education system has been indoctrinated by the preaching and teaching of B. F. Skinner, Freud, Kinsey, and Maslow. We are the cultural experiments of a belief system, and we are trained to have absolute faith in it. The result of this faith system is disgruntled America. So acknowledge your belief system, acknowledge your authorities. Your thoughts are not your thoughts, they are the socially conditioned beliefs spoon-fed from the lying, depraved mouths of talk show hosts, musicians, and old men living in their mothers’ basements ranting about the Mean Nasty God™ who does not exist.
Christ came to break through this culturally ascribed value system that is going nowhere to offer us the True Way of Life. All of our being resonates with His message of hope and resurrection and redemption because our hearts cry out for eternity, our souls cry out for justice, and our being cries out for relationship with our Creator. We all know we were created for more than a working week, wasted weekends and death at sixty. We all know there is something deeply flawed in the suffering of humanity, the injustice of the oppressed, and the maddening emptiness of a self-centered life.
This knowledge is the grace of God drawing us to Himself.
We can suppress the truth in our foolishness, drown it in our addictions, and hide it with empty conjecture and philosophizing, or we can embrace the Savior, fulfill our deepest longings and live life to the fullest extent in right relationship with our Creator, in service to others and in opposition to ourselves.
I choose-or rather, am chosen--to accept grace.
Scattered, random, and incomplete, but thoughts nonetheless:
Joy is inextricably connected to Jesus Christ and right relationship with him…
What culture has increasingly attempted to achieve in recent years is to extricate Christian virtues, attributes and characteristics of God, and model those independently from God. There are atheists committed to love; therefore, they partake in water purification projects. There are humanists committed to justice; therefore, they participate in equal-rights campaigns. There are activists committed to beauty; therefore, they levy for environmentalism. All of these attributes flow out of the character and the image of God, and at best humanity apart from God is displaying shards and pieces of the totality of what God looks like and what true humanity, as image bearers of God, was created to display. Where they fail to achieve happiness or enjoyment is that no single attribute is to be the goal of our lives or the object of our affections. Rather, when God is the object of our affection, and His Glory is the goal of our lives, we are conformed more into the image of His Son, and what inevitably flows from this transformation is the totality of God’s attributes and characteristics shining forth from our lives on display to the world. Summarily, if God is our goal, we increasingly radiate that which is of God—justice, compassion, love, truth, etc. Yet if that which is of God is our goal—that is to say, if we make the aim of our life “to be a loving person, to find the truth, to fight for equal rights, etc”—we ultimately fail, and at our best only achieve an empty reflection of a piece of some dismembered emotion or cause, neither of which will achieve our happiness, because we are not created to worship or love or commit our lives to an emotion or attribute, but to the God from whom these characteristics emanate.
We are not Christians because we seek to be loving people, we are not Christians because we seek to eradicate extreme-poverty, we are not Christians because we believe in equality, or peace, or hope, or love, or justice. We are Christians because we seek God—or rather, He seeks us. Every fiber of our being cries out for a relationship with the God who created us in His image, and we cannot be satisfied until something reconciles us to our Creator and liberates us to live as we were created to live. Christians are not humanitarians. Christians are lovers of God and reflectors of His image. We do not set out to be good people; we set out to Love God and to become more like Him, not by choice, not by effort of the mind or willpower, but by the irresistible Grace and calling of His Holy Spirit. When He calls us by name and rips our heart of stone out of our chest to replace it with a heart of flesh and gives us a new spirit--His spirit, which molds us more into His image—we naturally, we supernaturally, begin to love the things that God loves and care about the things God cares about, as our hearts begin to break for the very things that break the heart of God.
Therefore, our primary goal is not to feed the hungry and clothe the naked to alleviate their suffering in this sin-stained world. Focusing primarily on the alleviating of suffering, the eradication of hunger, or any other such worthy cause is an aim far too limited, far too incomplete, far too meaningless a goal to be undertaken. It makes a worthy task, but a terrible goal. It is a good endeavor, but one that is incomplete. If one is to devote his life to feeding the hungry, he may well feed them his entire life, yet we as Americans know of all people that food does not satisfy the soul—with the largest obesity rate and the highest depression and suicide rate in the world. Filling the stomachs of the emaciated alone will do nothing to change their government, give them education and justice, give them jobs or houses, or impact their children’s lives. Most importantly, it will not satisfy them or give them peace, it will not give them a relationship with their Creator, and a life eternally free from pain and suffering.
Our goal, our joy, our purpose, is a passion to treasure Christ supremely above all things. And as God achieves this purpose in our lives, He is Glorified and we are satisfied—as well as sanctified (made more like Christ—the image of God). Focusing our aim on God and His Glory will give us His heart—which beats constantly for the poor, the oppressed, and the hungry—and which will lead us to not only feed the hungry, but to lead them to Jesus Christ. This passion for the Supremacy of Christ in all things, to all nations, leads us to desire that all humanity experience, see and treasure and the infinite worth of Jesus Christ, so that God’s Glory and Fame might be increased and made much of throughout all the world.
So does this make God some esoteric egotistical maniac suffering from a low self-esteem problem? Were God fashioned in our image this would surely be the case. Rather, when a Being who is infinitely great, and infinitely good, and infinitely loving exists, the greatest gift He can bestow upon His creation is Himself. Therefore, our aim is to share the gospel, to share the goodness of Christ with all humanity, for the Glory of God. The outworking of this aim is the salvation of all peoples as His beauty and grace calls and compels them into perfect relationship with their Creator as He places a new heart, and His Spirit within them, sanctifying them and making them more like His Son, His Image, which is the ultimate joy, the ultimate purpose, the all-satisfying meaning and gift of our lives. Through their redemption, they then begin to love and act in mercy, compassion, justice, and truth received from the Spirit of Christ in them. This cycle continues as their passion for the Glory of God overflows and compels them to share the gospel with others, who in turn, receive new hearts and new Spirits, and begin to love and act in all the ways of God.
This is the gospel. This is good news to all people. It is in treasuring Christ above all things, it is in laying down our lives—in the example of our Merciful Saviour—that we truly live, that we experience joy and live life to the fullest extent, life, more abundantly—and more importantly, eternally.
This image-bearing—along with all of creation—is the art of a romantic lover pouring out His love and crying out to be loved in return. Our desire for justice is to draw us to the One who is truly Just. Our quest for truth is to lead us to the Absolute Truth. Our love of beauty is to send us in search of the Creator of all that is good. There is no objective for justice apart from God, there is no basis for truth outside of the Truth. When we feel strongly “this is wrong,” or “that is unjust,” it is the outworking of our image-bearing of God. God is the fulfillment of the totality of all of our desires for justice and peace and truth and love and life. All of life is a declaration of the sovereignty and majesty of God, and of our need for Him. The heavens declare the Glory of God. We who corrupt justice, who suppress the truth, who act in anger and hate, try to stand above God and judge Him as being unjust, untrue, and unloving? The very concept of justice, truth, or love does not exist apart from God.
If what we believe to be unjust does not come from God, it is not truly just. If what we believe to be loving does not come from God, it is not true love. If what we believe to be truth does not come from God, it is not absolute. Rather, the ways in which our perceptions of truth, love, and justice conflict with God, reveal to us our misconceptions construed from the culturally constructed influences we are bombarded with from birth.
I've been accused of having blind faith. I have no blind faith. I believe in God. I live with God, I enjoy God, I experience God, I love God.
Everyone has a cannon, everyone has a belief system. Your “bible” may be the compiled writings of musicians and rock stars and the conjecture of philosophers and scientists who preach that this God is archaic and unreal and nonexistent. Your pastors and priests may be cultural icons and talking heads that spew forth conjecture presenting God as unloving and unjust and the world is meaningless, flawed, and hopeless. You may blindly accept their teachings based not on experience but upon logic and familiarity. Your experiences and your vision and your life declare the love and the majesty and the Glory of God. Please do not convince yourself that by believing in the wisdom of a 2lb hunk of pinkish flesh called the human brain that you do not have blind faith. Blind faith closes its eyes to the beauty of the Cross, the Glory of the Christ, and the weight and severity of our depravity and sin and the world’s condition. Our entire education system has been indoctrinated by the preaching and teaching of B. F. Skinner, Freud, Kinsey, and Maslow. We are the cultural experiments of a belief system, and we are trained to have absolute faith in it. The result of this faith system is disgruntled America. So acknowledge your belief system, acknowledge your authorities. Your thoughts are not your thoughts, they are the socially conditioned beliefs spoon-fed from the lying, depraved mouths of talk show hosts, musicians, and old men living in their mothers’ basements ranting about the Mean Nasty God™ who does not exist.
Christ came to break through this culturally ascribed value system that is going nowhere to offer us the True Way of Life. All of our being resonates with His message of hope and resurrection and redemption because our hearts cry out for eternity, our souls cry out for justice, and our being cries out for relationship with our Creator. We all know we were created for more than a working week, wasted weekends and death at sixty. We all know there is something deeply flawed in the suffering of humanity, the injustice of the oppressed, and the maddening emptiness of a self-centered life.
This knowledge is the grace of God drawing us to Himself.
We can suppress the truth in our foolishness, drown it in our addictions, and hide it with empty conjecture and philosophizing, or we can embrace the Savior, fulfill our deepest longings and live life to the fullest extent in right relationship with our Creator, in service to others and in opposition to ourselves.
I choose-or rather, am chosen--to accept grace.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
...skater.diet.
someone at work asked me what i had eaten that day, the following results were yielded:
monday
7:30am Bottom dregs of X energy drink found in my car
9:00am Piece of chocolate cake with chocolate icing from graduation party
1:00pm Two pieces of double doozie cookie cake from wedding/graduation/going away party at work
2:30pm Kool-aid burst (w00!)
6:30pm Another piece of double doozie cookie cake
8:00pm One (1) Cheesy Beefy Burrito from taco bell
when i actually think about it, i'm not really sure how i'm alive.
monday
7:30am Bottom dregs of X energy drink found in my car
9:00am Piece of chocolate cake with chocolate icing from graduation party
1:00pm Two pieces of double doozie cookie cake from wedding/graduation/going away party at work
2:30pm Kool-aid burst (w00!)
6:30pm Another piece of double doozie cookie cake
8:00pm One (1) Cheesy Beefy Burrito from taco bell
when i actually think about it, i'm not really sure how i'm alive.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
life = rad
tuesday was the last day of classes ever. i don't even get that yet... probably because i have finals all week, but i'm sure it will be awesome after the fact. all i know is i'm definately hitting up Quaker Steak for all you can eat wings Tuesday night.
i took off work early yesterday and picked up Seth and Isac from school. we were supposed to go destroy the skatepark, but instead i destroyed my ankle in the first ten minutes... that was definately not zesty, but we still had an awesome time nonetheless. after skating we went and chilled at the mall and got into some craziness at little creek park. people as white as me have no business cruzing to tobymac and kirk franklin...
we're taking a skatepark/beach road trip in june that i've been dreaming about for years... it's going to be absolutely insane.
looking for a rush? luge down the soap box derby at LC park... crazy stuff.
i'm heading up to morgantown this weekend, while laura is heading back to charleston... i'm not really sure how that happened, but i've got to stain our front porch.
i took off work early yesterday and picked up Seth and Isac from school. we were supposed to go destroy the skatepark, but instead i destroyed my ankle in the first ten minutes... that was definately not zesty, but we still had an awesome time nonetheless. after skating we went and chilled at the mall and got into some craziness at little creek park. people as white as me have no business cruzing to tobymac and kirk franklin...
we're taking a skatepark/beach road trip in june that i've been dreaming about for years... it's going to be absolutely insane.
looking for a rush? luge down the soap box derby at LC park... crazy stuff.
i'm heading up to morgantown this weekend, while laura is heading back to charleston... i'm not really sure how that happened, but i've got to stain our front porch.
...acquire.the.tired
wednesday night my car got towed... they charged me $150 bucks to move it like five miles... so, thursday night i couldn't sleep. every time i heard a motor i was sure my car was getting towed again... finally, around 2am i ran out to my car, drove to panera, and slept in the parking lot until 5:30...
we took some kids from the church up to acquire the fire in pittsburg. i definately was not impressed with the speakers [1]. nobody at those events ever really deals with the whole sin issue, they just get all the kids hyped up in some psuedo-Jesus-hype fest and everybody gets saved five times and starts a new myspace group.
it really broke my heart how many thousands of kids "came forward" every night, without any understanding of what it means to follow Jesus. the goods news [2] of Jesus was never mentioned. Jesus Christ is so much more than a prayer you say to get into heaven. i could rant about that for a couple of hours, but it's not really worth the time.
the kids were awesome, it was a blast getting to know everyone and goofing off downtown. highlights of the event included spontaneously bursting into rounds of "father abraham" with the goal of seeing how many random people would join in by the end, starting a hard-core dance in the middle of the concourse and hi-jacking the town carousel.
church meeting was refreshing sunday. my friend ethan showed up, and it was definately chill to catch up with him.
oh, and while i was away, Brandt the Homeless Evangelist stopped by Davis Park in Charleston with the Apprentice... i am bummed about missing him speak, so if anyone caught that please give me a call... Here is a sad feature story in theGazz about him visiting Joel Osteen's church:
http://www.thegazz.com/guide/articles/Events/3104/FEATURE%3A+Young+evangelist+gives+up+all+to+preach
[1] day of pigs, roper
[2] 1 cor 15
we took some kids from the church up to acquire the fire in pittsburg. i definately was not impressed with the speakers [1]. nobody at those events ever really deals with the whole sin issue, they just get all the kids hyped up in some psuedo-Jesus-hype fest and everybody gets saved five times and starts a new myspace group.
it really broke my heart how many thousands of kids "came forward" every night, without any understanding of what it means to follow Jesus. the goods news [2] of Jesus was never mentioned. Jesus Christ is so much more than a prayer you say to get into heaven. i could rant about that for a couple of hours, but it's not really worth the time.
the kids were awesome, it was a blast getting to know everyone and goofing off downtown. highlights of the event included spontaneously bursting into rounds of "father abraham" with the goal of seeing how many random people would join in by the end, starting a hard-core dance in the middle of the concourse and hi-jacking the town carousel.
church meeting was refreshing sunday. my friend ethan showed up, and it was definately chill to catch up with him.
oh, and while i was away, Brandt the Homeless Evangelist stopped by Davis Park in Charleston with the Apprentice... i am bummed about missing him speak, so if anyone caught that please give me a call... Here is a sad feature story in theGazz about him visiting Joel Osteen's church:
http://www.thegazz.com/guide/articles/Events/3104/FEATURE%3A+Young+evangelist+gives+up+all+to+preach
[1] day of pigs, roper
[2] 1 cor 15
...welcome.to.the.working.week
so i showed up at work monday to find my cube looking like this:
and this...
i was pretty impressed with the rockstar can and stress relief ball, that took talent...
i'm gonna miss this job
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