Good My Ohness!!!

Last will and testiment

2008-02-04T11:24:00.000-07:00

I received a call while I was at work today, from a friend of the family who is a lawyer. Amy and I asked if he could help us put together a will, since we now have a child.

I hadn't really put much thought into it until he called, but as I was talking with him, the reality of it all hit me pretty hard.

I never thought I was going to live forever, I just never thought about my end. I realize that every day is a gift from God, but what if I am being too presumptuous that God will continue to gift me life with my family until Amy and I are old?

This whole mortality thing is kind of sobering.

To make things worse, I was looking at some pictures of my very adorable daughter as I spoke with the lawyer. I could feel the twisting and swelling of my stomach as we talked.

I look forward to the day when I graduate from here, but I also really want to watch my daughter grow up.

Yoda, the little green Jedi, told Anakin Skywalker that he needed to let go of what he feared to lose. I find that idea profound. Not that I am afraid that fear of losing my daughter (or not seeing her grow up) will lead me to the "dark side", but more that I am afraid that I have found myself putting my faith in something that is not God.

We should love our kids and spouses. We should love our neighbors as we love ourselves. But above that, we should love our God with all of our hearts, souls, and minds.

I now go to correct my heart. While my family is the greatest gift I have ever received, I should put my faith in the gift-giver and not the gift.

Must copy wife

2008-01-23T13:10:00.000-07:00

My wife, who always posts about interesting things, is playing a game about what your band's debut alblum should be. I must play.

So here it is!

Sieb Dijkstra

Sucked into Jet Engines

Another Pointless Quiz

2007-08-27T12:54:00.001-06:00

You're Bayh-Clinton!

As Evan Bayh, you seem like a wolf in sheep's clothing, or at least a strawberry dressed
up as a blueberry. You are, after all, quite a smoothie. You enjoy sitting on fences, not being
too close or far from the screen in movie theaters, driving in the middle lane of highways, and
playing as a center in basketball. When you introduce yourself, people think you're making a
sales pitch.

You select Hillary Clinton as your running mate to bring a winning name back to a
Democratic ticket.

Take the 2008 Presidential Ticket Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

Cuz really, the one person who reads this might care a little. So here you go Amy.

I don't read books..

2007-08-27T11:30:00.000-06:00

You're Catch-22!

by Joseph Heller

Incredibly witty and funny, you have a taste for irony in all that you
see. It seems that life has put you in perpetually untenable situations, and your sense
of humor is all that gets you through them. These experiences have also made you an
ardent pacifist, though you present your message with tongue sewn into cheek. You
could coin a phrase that replaces the word "paradox" for millions of
people.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

But if I did, I'm sure I would get this site.

I post it here because I really don't know where else to put it.

Monday is BOGO Ultrasound day...

2007-06-19T12:14:00.000-06:00

Well, yesterday we found our what our baby was going to be. We went to the ultrasound shop and they took a peek at our kid.

I wasn't really nervous until about five minutes before I needed to leave work to meet Amy. Then all the horror of not being in control crept up on me. There are all sorts of wants that I have, children, long life with my family, health, Starbucks, but they are not necessarily what God has planned. Which is too bad really, because I think its a pretty good plan.

So anyway, its horrible not being in control. Its bad enough when I let Amy drive. Not that she is a bad driver, but when she drives and we come upon a red light I find myself slamming my right foot down on the ground where the break pedal should be. I guess I have some kind of control problem.

Anyway, the good news is that so far, our baby is healthy. The two-vessel chord that scared us so much last pregnancy is a three vessel chord this time. So we set a new high score on the vessel chord. Maybe next time we can top even that and go for a four or five vessel chord.

Whatever God has in store for Amy and I, we will have to continue to trust that God knows best.

Valentine's Day

2007-02-10T15:40:00.000-07:00

So, I haven't posted in forever, almost a full year. Maybe I will start bloggin again, maybe not. Anyway, I just wrapped my wife's Valentine's day present because we are celebrating it tonight. I am going to be out of town for the next week on business. So anyway, here is the wrapping job...

So is that the most inappropriate valentine's day wrapping paper or what!? Who sells that, seriously!?

How smart and evil are you?

2006-04-25T10:31:00.000-06:00

You Passed 8th Grade Science

Congratulations, you got 8/8 correct!

Could You Pass 8th Grade Science?

I am so smart, S M R T.

But perhaps no so evil? *puts pinky in mouth sideways and raises eyebrows*

You Are 32% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well.
In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.

How Evil Are You?

Invasion of the little people

2006-02-27T14:44:00.000-07:00

How is a husband supposed to prepare oneself for fatherhood. I'm still getting used to being called a husband, but now a father?

I'm very excited about my new son/daughter, we heard the heartbeat so I know that Amy isn't faking it now.

According to the books Amy is reading, it should look something like this right now.

Best Water Recipe Ever!

2005-12-08T07:20:00.000-07:00

I know I don't post very often RM (If that is your real name!), but hey, I don't have a lot to say.

I saw that my wife has a recipe on her blog, so I wanted to share a recipe that has been passed down in my family since... ... well, me. But I do plan on passing it on to whatever offspring I spawn.

Here it goes.

1.) Preheat oven to 425.
2.) Get a glass. (Preferrably clean)
3.) Turn on faucet. Let run for 10-20 seconds.
4.) If you want colder water, place ice cubes from the freezer into the glass. (Ice cubes are covered in a differant recipe)
5.) Fill Glass with water from faucet.
6.) Turn off oven.

There you go. A time honored recipe for a fine glass of cool, refreshing water. I know I'm not a Martha Stewart, but maybe a Martin Stewart.

Thanksgiving already!?

2005-11-20T12:24:00.000-07:00

What the heck! I want my november back!

Blame it on the peppermint mocha

2005-11-09T14:34:00.000-07:00

I once saw something on the history channel or something that talked about how, through out history, coffee houses were a place of free thinking and public debate due to the caffiene that stimulates your brain. With this information, I will blame this post on the peppermint mocha.

My company has sent me to New Jersey for training for a few days and so I am stuck here alone, after class, sippin' coffee, thinking about the world. Hmmm.

I was thinking about the war in Iraq, and terrorists, and all that crap. How most Americans conveniently sit on their assumed correct side in regards to the war on terror.

Let me preface, I think terrorists are completely wrong to want to hurt innocent people just to scare others. In all my searching and conversing with The Almighty, never has he communicated to me that he is about hurting others. In fact, he is about the opposite, loving others as Christ loved you.

But here are some things that come to mind that are very unpopular to vocalize. For example, terrorists are people too. They have families and loved ones. I don't think that they are just pure evil, but misguided, angry people who want to fight for one reason or another. Ok, maybe some of them are pure evil, but I really don't think I am qualified to judge that since I am not perfect either.

I don't think America is innocent when looking at its relationship with the Middle East. America has and probably will always be out for it's own interests. Maybe some of the middle eastern people feel oppressed by us, and maybe rightfully so. I really don't know.

When we started cutting off Japan from oil before WWII, they eventually declared war on us. (I know that isn't the only reason they declared war, but it is a factor.) But unlike the Middle East, Japan actually had the capability to make war on the US. If some nation in the Middle East declared war after the Twin Towers attack and claimed responsibility, I have no doubt in my mind that the offending nation would be a dust cloud today.

I am just pondering the things that are unpatriotic to think about. In a way, it is not unlike politics. Is there a right side? Two or more groups of people grab onto different points of view that are valid and healthy in their own right. But then, in a quest for correctness and power, they focus on the faults of their opponents, ignoring the valid points of their opponents as well as their own faults.

I think about this and hurt inside. I want to fight back, but I know fighting is wrong. I think we did the world a service removing Sadaam, but the brunt of the cost was paid by the Iraqi people.

I can understand why someone who doesn't believe in God could not believe in absolute truth. Without God, is there such a thing?

The war in Iraq?

We removed Sadaam, that was good.
Lots of innocent people died, that was bad.
We are building hospitals and schools and helping establish government, this is good.
We blew up hospitals and schools to destroy their governemnt, was this bad?
No one wants outsiders to come into their neighborhood and boss them around, that is bad.

It goes on. It seems for every positive, you can find a negative. When you look at everything, right and wrong go out the window and the war in Iraq becomes just an event that happened (is happening).

But this is the way the world has been as long as history has been recorded.

Man vs man, brutalizing each other emotionally and physically, trying to kick each other in the mommy-daddy button.

No more coffee for me thanks, I've had enough.

I have to write something

2005-10-26T12:24:00.000-06:00

I don't know what I want to write about. Not much on my mind right now, except that I don't want to pack, clean, move, etc.

Why do I dread something so simple, so much? If you compare cleaning one's house to the stresses of work or the mounds of homework I had when I was in school, you would think I would be all over the cleaning.

Yet, no. I would rather work an 18 hour day at work rather than clean my office for one hour.

It makes no sense. I must assume, therefore, that my brain is broken.

There you go, I wrote something.

Ode to a good lovin' woman

2005-10-12T12:27:00.000-06:00

Oh Marie, you know how to take care of me!

Seriously people, I have been livin off of food like this at work for a few weeks now. I am normally not a fan of frozen dinners, but these are actually decent! Good food that I am pretty sure is NOT good for me. I'm not sure if it's possible to be 100% in-organic, but that might be happening here. Ah yes, the bane of healthy eaters everywhere! And look at me, no adverse side effects whatsoever!

Deja Vu again?

2005-08-24T14:26:00.000-06:00

Have you ever had deja vu, and sworn that you had recently had it for that same situation? Weird.

I know I sit in my cubilce every day, but it is like I have been here before. Hmmm.

My generation?

2005-08-19T23:40:00.000-06:00

So I sat down tonight, wifeless, to watch Conan and caught the end of Leno. To my surprise, the muscial guest was Ben Folds. You don't know who he is? Just know that he rocks, and cusses a lot.

So he is playin his new song, rocking out, and then I recognize the guy rocking out behind him with the tamborine. It is Al Yankovic. Yup, Weird Al. Another bonus, the bass player was wearing a CCCP t-shirt. I haven't seen one of those in a long time.

So blast to the past for me, but not so much. I guess I am just realizing just how much I am a child of the 90's.

And if Ben Folds gets popular, I was a fan all along, so that makes me better somehow.

Bowl Master!!!

2005-08-08T22:36:00.000-06:00

Not only am I extremely adept at sitting on a toilet for hours on end, (all puns intended) I am now capable of installing them.

I installed my first toilet ever this evening, successfully I might add. Wax ring, (which they might as well call the poopy ring) tank, water connection, and no leakage. It was a work of art, or as my friend Josh likes to say, "Peaches and Creme."

And you know what? I had the plumbers' crack a goin.

birfday Cake

2005-08-04T11:20:00.000-06:00

So today was someone's birthday at work today, someone whom I have never met because he works from home normally. He was originally gonna come in today so some people got him a cake, but he worked until 7:30 in the morning last night and so he didn't.

We all ate the cake anyway.

The funny thing was that the theme of the card we got this guy was "Top 10 reasons to come to work on your birthday." The #1 reason was that if he didn't come to work, we would have to find some other reason to sit around eating and doing nothing.

Well, I guess we didn't really need that reason.

there is a plant next to my cubicle... AND ITS FAKE

2005-07-29T11:09:00.000-06:00

So I guess when you sit in a cubicle all day, it takes less and less to excite you. I have been working at my new job for about a week now and I am very excited, but being the new guy, I have very little to do. Read this, absorb that. I really want to contribute and be needed and all that fun stuff. Oh well.

I guess this picture pretty well personifies how I feel I contribute in the company right now.

there is no luck, only God

2005-07-03T18:22:00.000-06:00

The bar right next to the church that Amy and I attend host free sunday-afternoon texas hold-em tournaments. I played in my second one this afternoon while Amy was with her friends and I won. Now, I like to think of myself as a skilled poker player, and probably wrongfully so. But this afternoon, I won in such a way, that at least to me, there is no other way to explain it than God's intervention. The cards I received were SO "lucky" that I cannot claim one inkling of skill played in the winning.

So just a few minutes ago I was up in my chair, meditating and praying to God, and thanking him for stacking the deck for me, and it got me wondering, "why he would do that?" What was God trying to tell me?

Then it hit me.

I have been out of a job now for about a month and have been discouraged with the lack of job finding I had been experiencing. I always knew God would provide, I just thought he would be a little quicker.

Then I win a miracle texas-holdem tournament and it starts to come together. (Mind you I did not win any actual money, just bar-tab) God is here, he always has been. He didn't forget about me or my lack of a job. And just to remind me that he is here, he rigged a card game. Now that is love. Just a little reminder that God is always there, and always in control.

life

2005-05-22T22:04:00.000-06:00

Sometimes life deals you pocket kings. Sometimes life deals the guy to the left of you pocket aces. And sometimes the flop gives the idiot who went all in with 2-7 off-suit a full house.

Suck.

Give me my money back

2005-05-18T11:05:00.000-06:00

So I was driving down Centennial Blvd this morning and I heard a commercial on the radio that pretty much professed that the bible has solutions to all of my problems.

Hmm, I read my bible every day and I still have problems! Maybe I have a defective bible.

PS. Thank you God for my problems, because that is how I learn to depend on you.

Nice guys (and gals) don't always finish last

2005-05-10T22:41:00.000-06:00

My wife and I watched the season finale last night of Amazing Race and I was impressed to see the winning team risking the race to beg for money so that they could pay their cab. I know that I probably would have just left the cab driver short of money and ran ahead to finish the race, but that would have been wrong. Anyone who didn't see it probably doesn't understand what I am saying, but oh well.

It is good to know that there are still people out there that do right when it is not easy to do so.

Things that go "cook" in the night

2005-05-04T13:27:00.000-06:00

So I woke up this morning to find a tray of rice cripsy treats out that were not there before. There are a lot of simple explanations that could explain how they appeared, so I just shrugged my shoulders and had a mighty unhealthy breakfast.

Later on I find out that the treats were the result of a 2:00 am craving of one of our roommates. Sounds insane? Maybe, but at least I get to reap the benefit of her madness.

In other news, I went to the doctor and donated 3 moles this morning from my left arm and back. I hear they are going to people that don't have enough moles. Feels good to be an organ donor.

Ode to my afternoon snack

2005-05-03T14:06:00.000-06:00

There is nothing quite so nice to eat,
like happy chocolate tasty treat,
my mouth, you see, I intend to cram,
full of yummy starbucks chocolate graham.

Better Together

2005-05-02T14:56:00.000-06:00

So I am taking a little break at the office I work at, (other people call it Starbucks) listening to a cd by Jack Johnson which I just purchased at Media Play (with my wife's permission) because I am a consumer whore (and how!).

So many random thoughts in my head, but let me get this one down because I have to blog something!

Life is ALWAYS better when you are together with Christ. Every step that I have taken in the spirit is infinately better than any step taken selfishly, yet it seems I always have to convince myself of this before every step. Is it natural to be a selfish jerk?

For me, yes.

Dazed and Confused

2005-04-24T21:35:00.000-06:00

Why God does and allows the things that he does is a mystery that I will never understand. I can't comprehend the molecular make-up of my hair let alone the divine mystery of the universal web that the creator has spun.

I see things as wrong, but what is it that I see being blind in the heavenly ways?

All I can do is trust that the creator of heaven and earth is both just and benevolent. My hope is in the living God who is the hope of everyone, and especially of those who believe.

Where'd all my blood go!?

2005-04-21T10:28:00.000-06:00

I went in today for my first physical exam since high school. Besides the usual turn your head and cough routine they did an ekg and took all of my blood. They told me it was to check my cholesterol but I think it is so they can sell it on e-bay.

The appointment, in retrospect, was a bit of a let down. I was expecting bad news like "you have 3 months to live" or "were going to have to amputate," but they didn't say any of that. Actually I have to wait for the test results. I guess that could lead to something exciting.

So question, if I get a high cholesterol score, do I get to put my initials on a board with other high scores?

C'est la vie

2005-04-19T15:17:00.000-06:00

If you think only Bill Gates and company release crappy software updates, correct yourself. Today I lost about 3-4 hours of productivity because a Mac software update broke all of my java applications.

Grrr, Steve Jobs, Grrr.

redemptive skills

2005-04-18T15:38:00.000-06:00

Ever feel like a spiritual ninja-kung-fu master? Ever get slapped across the face by the world or punched in the mouth by Satan and his demons, only to wipe the blood from your mouth, look at it on your hand and say, "Ennhhh!?" (in Bruce Lee tone)

When God is for me, who can be against me!?

Satan can do what he is fated to do, his destiny is inevitable and sad.

Lord, what have I done to deserve such exemption? I could never pay you back, never earn your favor. I don't deserve the heavenly gifts you have given me!

BE GLORIFIED!

1 Peter 1:3 - His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness.

to post or not to post?

2005-04-07T13:17:00.000-06:00

good question!

God's things

2005-03-29T13:54:00.000-07:00

James 4:17 (MSG)
In fact, if you know the right thing to do and don't do it, that, for you, is evil.

How many times have you known something that you should have done, shown kindness to someone or sacrificed something of yourself, and not done it?

Life is not just about about not doing things. In fact, because of Christ, we do not need to worry about "not doing" things. We who are in Christ have freedom in Him and everything is now permissable for us.

Now, with the power Christ gives me, I need to worry about doing things. God's things.

TGIF

2005-03-25T07:31:00.000-07:00

"Why are you angry? Why is your face downcast? If you do what is right, will you not be accepted? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must master it."
-- God to Cain, Genesis 4

Because of what we celebrate today, I can live.

BLEEP

2005-03-22T11:46:00.000-07:00

WARNING!!! Post refers to offensive language! By reading it you could think of bad words and/or fecal material.

So my wife was giving me a hard time about astericksing(sp?) the curse words in my last post. She said I might as well have typed them out. (Which would for sure have revoked my salvation!)

So my question is this, should I have done all astericks? Maybe I should have done 10 of them so you wouldn't know if it was a three, four, or five letter word. Maybe just the sinful vowels needed to be removed.

Here are some substitutions for a word used commonly in R, PG-13, and the occasional PG movie. Which one, from your point of view, conveys the meaning of the word without the the actual evil word.

1.)**********
2.)s-word
3.)(slang for feces beginning with s)
4.)shoot!
5.)sh*t
6.)****
7.)s-(rhymes with Brad Pit)
8.)s***
9.)S
10.)Schniekies(SP?)
11.)Poop! (My favorite from high school)

Also, more fun is to just randomly astericks out words (preferably nouns or verbs) that may or may not be bad. For example, this morning my wife and I had ********** in bed. Politics is so full of **********! You have no idea that what i am saying, do you!? You probably are thinking dirty, but let me help you.

This morning my wife and I had *compromise* in bed.
Politics is so full of *breakfast*!

So anyway, give me feed back so that I can properly filter out the language of the world from my little sanctuary that I call a blog.

There's always someone cooler than you

2005-03-21T14:39:00.000-07:00

Here are some lyrics from a Ben Folds song that I was listening to today. I like Ben because while he is goofy and crude at times, his songs have a certain honesty that connects with me.

I need to remind myself that no matter how much good I do, I am still a sinner who has recieved grace from a loving, merciful God.

Smile,
like you've got nothing to prove,
no matter what you might do,
there's always someone out there cooler than you.
I know that's hard to believe,
but there are people you meet,
there in is something that is too big to be
expressed
through their clothes.
And they'll put up with all the poses you throw,
and you won't
even know.

That their not sizing you up,
they know your mom f****d you up,
or maybe let you watch too much TV.
But they'll still look in your eyes,
to find the human inside,
you know there's always something in there to see,
beneath
the venier.
"Not everybody made the list this year,
have a beer."

Make me feel tiny if it makes you feel tall,
but there's always someone cooler than you.
Yeah you're the s**t but you won't be it for long,
oh there's always some cooler that you.

Now that I've got the disease,
in a way I'm relieved,
cause I don't have to stress about it like you do.
I might just get up and dance,
or buy some acid-wash pants.
When you don't care then you've got nothing to lose
and I won't
hesitate,
cause every moment life is slippin' away.
It's OK

Life is wonderful,
life is beautiful.
We're all children of,
one big universe.
So you don't have to be a chump.

I love lamp

2005-03-18T08:00:00.000-07:00

So, I love carpet, desk, lamp, you name it. I love my savior above all but there is one thing in God's creation that deserves a special mention.

That would be Chipotle!!!

You never can judge a chipotle by it's cover, you know. It is only foil. You unwrap that foil to only find yet another decieving layer, the tortilla. The tortilla, to me, is like an annoying song on the radio. It grows old with age. Very profound statement. The moral would be "eat it up instead of watching it get old"?

The insides are what I love best. You never know what you are going to get, unless you watched them put it together. There could be chicken, beef, barbacoa, cheese, rice, beans, lettuce, four differant kinds of salsa, guacamole, seasoned peppers and onions, sour cream, loose hair, finger nails, or missing teeth.

Every chipotle can be a surprise. To make the most of my surprise I like to secretly switch my custom made chipotle with some unsuspecting person's at the soda fountain. Just a quick little swap and a whole new adventure manifests itself in the form of Chipotle mystery.

Try it on your own and discover a new world of McDonald's tex-mex.

My Birthday Present

2005-03-13T07:43:00.000-07:00

No, I am not talking about my precious, I am talking about how the greatest gifts come from God above. Who cares that I am even talking!?

Well, today is my birthday and I woke up to a present that I didn't even think to ask for...

SNOW!!!

I don't want to be "that guy"

2005-03-12T12:17:00.000-07:00

It seems a lot of my thoughts lately are judgemental in nature. I don't want to be how I see other people are. I must be better than them because I don't do or say those things. In fact, if God was picking people for his football team, I would probably get picked before they did.

"Them," Sheesh.

So let me just say Christ died for all sinners, of which I am the worst.

But I still don't want to be the person that goes around telling people, "You have to read this book! It will change your life!" I don't want to tell people what they need to do. I will only state the facts.

My life without Christ, despite all the things I had going for me, was a dissappointment that spiraled down and down, and until I completely surrendered my life to Christ, I have not known true contentment.

That doesn't mean that I am super-perfect man and that my sh*t don't stink. My wife knows it does. It means, that instead of fighting against what seemed to be an impossible tide of influences, many conflicting, to be a "good person", I have surrendered the fight and and am letting God change me.

If you think about it, there is no one else qualified to do so.

Those times

2005-03-11T13:07:00.000-07:00

I am sure everyone has had tough times in their life. It seems to be part of living. The ups and the downs. But at least to me, the downs seem to overwhelm everything and just drag me down, down, down.

I recall times where I have angrily shouted to God, why!? I thought you loved me and cared for me!? Why would you let me be like this!? There were times when I was so disgusted with myself that I would tell God that if this was the life eternal he was offering, he could keep it.

Fortunately for me, God is a very forgiving and loving God. I look back on these difficult times and see how God not only got me through it, but made me more in his likeness. It is a daily process, to be God's workmenship.

A very wise friend of mine told me that I just need to pick myself up, brush myself off, and continue ahead with my life

Philippians 3:12-14 -

Not that I have obtained all this, or have already been made perfect,
but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me.
Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it.
But one thing I do:
Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead.
I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God had called me heavenward in Christ Jesus

That guy

2005-03-06T18:14:00.000-07:00

Have you ever encountered someone in your life that is just so annoying but you just don't have the guts to tell him/her off.

If you are agreeing with this and thinking of me, just stop reading and go somewhere else.

There is a person in my past who was been, lets just say very, very troublesome. I met him when my brother, James, died climbing 4 years ago, apparently my brother had befriended this fellow, but to what point I don't know. This person was even there when my brother fell. For months afterwards he tried to console me, and then later he tried to tell me I didn't know how much he missed and felt pain over James. What an ass.

So yeah, here is this guy that I already am not a fan of, and he shows up regularly to campus crusade, so I felt that I needed to be nice to him, despite his ass-ness. We were all pretty nice to him, he walked all over us and we never had the balls to say anything about it except on the rare occasion. He decided he wanted to marry a girl in the group that already had troubles and was easily manipulated. Despite everyone warning against it, they got married. He skiped town after a little bit and she keept sending him money while he was hooking up with different boyfriends and girlfriends. (Did I say she was easily manipulated?)

So this guy has been out of my life for a couple years now, but he always calls on my birthday like we were old friends, maybe we were, I don't know. Today he called a week early to say happy birthday and also to tell me that he just got divorced. (Big shocker) I am actually somewhat relieved hoping his wife will move on and find someone not so manipulative and selfish.

I have all sorts of opinions and judgements against this guy and then it hits me, God loves him. Here I am sitting on my high-chair pronouncing judgements on this guy, but who am I to do that.

This guy told me that he was starting a ministry to mormons in Salt Lake City and I thought to myself, "right." "You are just fooling yourself," I said to myself. But who am I to know his true heart.

If God can work in a life as messed up as mine, why not work in one like his? Who am I to say what God can and cannot do. Before the apostle Paul, there was Saul, and he was a murderer and pharisee, and not a very good guy.

I guess my point in this rambling is that God changes us, we don't change ourselves. Our society is so good at judging what is good and bad, but there is only one judge with true authority and that is God.

So I look back on my old friend and think, okay, God is working in my life to change me, I hope he is doing the same in you. Maybe one day we will actually meet again and see what God has done in our lives.

But one thing won't change, no matter what, I will never share my toothbrush with you, ever, no matter how many times you ask.

So I live with 3 females.

2005-03-05T21:55:00.000-07:00

So I am stuck here in a house with 3 females. It sounds like a bad TV show but it is God's honest truth. As far as the masculine team goes, it is just me and my dog Petey, who by the way was deprived of his masculanity at a young age so he only counts a half. So one and a half on three, I am definately double-teamed.

I need some help so if there are any males (with full masculanity) that want to move in and help even the odds a bit, my sanity needs you.

I just know some how that our first born is going to be a female as well and deep down inside I know this because me and my 2 brothers probably made my mom insane the same way. (Also 2 male dogs without mascualanities, so they will only count together as one)

One female, who will rename nameless, likes to poop and pee everywhere. This is not normal behavior from one that you are sharing your living space with, you would think that she could have a little more respect.

I will have you know that all of the men of the house know where to do their "business".

So to sum it up, men, Petey and I need you. Women, go outside or in a toilet.

Chinese Felicity Torture

2005-03-05T08:06:00.000-07:00

I have noticed certain abuses that I have started recieving since I married Amy. Of these, the most notable is "Felicity".

For example, this morning I am enjoying the serene peacefulness that is a saturday morning until, from the other room, I hear the Felicity theme song. If it was just any dumb old show I would simply ignore it, but this is Felicity and has some addictive property that I can't quite place.

I find myself drawn to the very thing I despise. I find phrases like "Felicity you twit" and "Gnoll you boob" coming out of my mouth. I inquire of my wife what will happen next while trying to act disinterested. "What will happen when Gnoll draws the line?" "What is in Megan's blasted box!?" How can I find myself interested in something so incredibly dumb and pointless!?

And if my wife gets her way and names our daughter Felicity, well, I just don't know what to say.

Surrender

2005-03-03T07:40:00.000-07:00

I'll tell you what friends, (and by friends I mean the 2 people that might read this) the word of the day is brought to you by the letter "s".

Not sassy, or s****y, or sad, or silly, or sword, or any other "s" word you might be thinking of. For me this morning the word is "surrender".

This particular morning I am finding it extra hard to let go of of the trivial things that make up my daily life. I tell myself that God doesn't need those things. Why would he want them?

First let me ask myself the real question, why would he want any part of my life at all!? When compared to a perfect God, my life is (add s-word here) garbage. It makes no sense why he would want to use my life, but whether it makes sense or not, he does.

When looking at it from this perspective, what right do I have to tell God what parts of my life he really wants.

Here is the kicker for me. God wants to make my life his new art-project. Yup, from the same artist that made works of art like the mountains, the oceans, the sky, the universe, and best of all, my wife's hot bod. It says in Ephesians 2:10 that we are God's workmanship.

When I take away part of my life from God, I am tearing off a piece of the canvas he is painting on. If you think this is OK, I suggest going down to your local art gallery and tear off parts of works art that you think are not necessary. (Trust me, this will go down really great!)

So, hesitantly, still attached to the things I love in life, my idols, I give them to God. I give God the idol of TV, I surrender to him the idol of wealth, I surrender to him the idol of being really really ridiculously good looking. I find myself in a place where I no longer attach myself to anything but my Lord and Savior. House, wife, dogs, parents, friends, music, health, gone. They don't matter.

I find in this place that God, out of his infinite mercy and love, returns some of these things to me, but now they are no longer idols but gifts from God. I find myself a person that God is molding through his Holy Spirit to be a work of art in his larger will for the universe, which is an even larger work of art. Out of his infinite creativity he has taken garbage and turned it into priceless art.

Well, now that I am feeling a little more surrendered, time to go do the work that God has put before me this day!

Man alive, do I love bloggin'

2005-03-02T16:27:00.000-07:00

Is blogging great or what! It's basically an internet journal or diary that you can't act surprised when other people read. In fact, not only do they let you know they read your journal, they write in it to boot!

Can you imagine writing in your journal one morning, "I can't believe how cute Jev was today," then when opening your journal later on finding, "You know you want me -Jev". That actually happened to me last week but that's another story.
(The above story is true but the name was changed to Jev from Mr. Forsberg to protect the not so innocent.)

The point being, it is nice to be able to post my feedback(judgement) on other peoples thoughts and how fun is that?

So I guess all I need to do now is write how cute Jev was today!

The Internet, friendliest place on earth.

2005-03-02T12:26:00.000-07:00

I will tell you what my friends, I think I have met more people on the internet than in real life. And people on the internet are generous too! I get e-mails from people offering me free i-pods, vacations, etc.

For example, this one fellow, bigFree4u@asdjd.com , almost everyday e-mails me to check up on me and see how I am doing. Well, it is more just him keeping me updated on how he is doing, but I am glad he cares. Actually, normally it is just an offer to increase my breast size with herbal supplements for cheap, but hey, I'm sure he only offers this deal to his closest friends.

I keep trying to write him back and let me know that I don't need my breasts any bigger, being a man and not wanting to personify too much the stereotype of computer programmers. He must be too busy to respond, you know, making all that money from all those people who actually need his product, but the point is there are people out there who care.

If anyone does need some supplements, let me know, I have hook-ups with my friends on the internet.

Baby Salesman

2005-03-02T12:00:00.000-07:00

I think babies are adorable. Don't you think so. Who doesn't want a baby?

This is why I think that I should switch carrers and become a baby salesman. Here is a picutre of me modeling my friend's slightly used model that I can arrange for you to take home for an absolute steal.

Let's be honest, I know you want to take this baby home with you, don't you?

What in the world am I doing!?

2005-03-02T11:31:00.000-07:00

Just letting you guys out there know, I have no idea what I am doing. Not a clue.