You're going to love this.....only me.

So I get a call from my mom yesterday telling me she opened a letter addressed to me. I don't have a problem with this. She then tells me that there was a check in the letter for over a thousand dollars. I'm like, right, probably some scam or something. So she send me the check overnight and I get it today. It's a legitamite check for $1,920 with a letter saying there was another 52,000 waiting for me to collect. Appearantly I won an international lottery, or so it seemed. Still not convinced (there is a reason I am an untrusting skeptic) I tried to find information about the group online. Couldn't find any. Hmmm, that's a flag. There was a number on the letter, so I called that. A voicemail. Red flag. Sure they could have been out of the office. At 11:00. On a Thursday. There was an address on the check, so I type in KEY (the name of the institution on the check) and the city. Bingo. It's an electronices company. Now why is an electronices company sendimg me almost 2 grand through an international lottery?

As it turns out, when I called the guy and talked to him, someone stole some of their company checks. They sent them out to people all over the nation. He said the FBI has informed him that it is a crime ring in Africa that is routing things through Canada. What they get out of it I am not sure, but needless to say the check isn't any good. I was a bit bummed. Oh well. Fun while it lasted. Maybe I will frame the check.

I am serious when I tell you I do not work for the CIA or any other spy agency.

Am I unfit for You
Remember me, the one who turned from You
I come in rags tattered by the Fall
And all the earth, a witness to my crime

Mercy, weep over me
Let Your tears wash me clean
Majesty, be merciful with me
For my eyes have seen Holy

Hear my prayer at night
Let the morning find me alive
For I am tired and weakened by the Fall
Let all the earth bear witness to my cry

Let the Amen sound from Heaven as You lift my soul
Let the Amen sound from Heaven as You lift my soul
Let the Angels sound from Heaven, Holy is the Lord

My eyes have seen Holy- Bebo Norman

Today is January 23rd. Yes that is an obvious statement. Did you know in Ethiopia it is the year 1999? Their new year is September 11th, which this year they will enter the millineum. The story goes that there was a conflict between the Ethiopian Church and the Roman Catholic Church as to when the birthdate of the world was.  It's just a piece of information I found interesting.

How are you today?

Do you ever know you need to talk to people about something, but don't really want to?

This will be my last "light" weekend for a while.

I can't say that I have much to offer a blog right now.

Here is a thought....you can't live a holy life as long as you are living for yourself. You're not designed to be able to live in holiness outside of Christ. Something about "by His doing you are in Christ Jesus, who became to us wisdom from God, and righteousness and sanctification, and redemption" seems to be fitting.

Alright I am outta here. Catch me if you can.

Here are some pictures from last weekend. And Christmas. Enjoy

Me and Rachel. Aww, ain't she cute

I am squinting a bit too much in this one, and the sun is glaring in. Me and Jen. Hand check.

Atlanta at night.....Kinda cool.

Me and some of K-town

Me and Paige

 Nope, not what you think. I've been feeling pretty rough the last few weeks. Had a pretty good fever last night. Spent a lot of time in bed. Actually didn't even get up last night to pull my car inside the gate. It's fine. Just need some rest is all. Probably this weekend. Anyway, I remember when I was here....

Fun times. Hope you all are doing well. Later.

"cowardice wants only to concern itself with the really important, big things, not in order to carry something out wholeheartedly but to be flattered by doing something noble and great." -Kierkegaard

Hey all,

• I started to make that a conjunction, but it said He'll
• Not quite what I was looking for
• Here is a post cause I have to
• Today is a holiday
• So I am on holiday
• There is probably a few things I will do, but I am making myself scarce today
• I've been scarce the last few....somethings
• It's all part of my plan to take over the world
• Not really
• I know, I know, I am working on communication
• I had a good talk with Rachel the other night
• Oh yeah the sisters were in town
• Fun times
• Good food
• Lots of pictures
• I will post a few at some point
• I like being challenged
• As long as I am confident in the person who challenges me
• That they are looking out for me
• There are a lot of hurting people in the world
• Most don't even know why they are hurting
• I have decided I like when people talk to me
• Not at me or about me, but to me
• I am planning a trip to PA
• Going to see a friend
• I'm a month out from Mardi Gras
• Maybe I will make it
• Probably will
• Yeah I know, it's not about me
• 
• Did I ever do a list of things that make me happy?
• I'll have to go check
• Ok I am off

I have been given a lot to think about the last few days. Horrible thing to do to a person when their head hurts.

One thing that I was asked is "What does a life of worship look like?" It's not about singing songs, or being in a worship service, or anything like that. But what does a life, that was created for the purpose of worship, look like in practice. What does a life look like that worships God 24/7 in everything we do and say? Most would say it is not possible in the modern sense of worship. I would agree, because we have bastardized what worship is. I believe that how we live our lives is the truest form of worship. How we use our talents, gifts, status, wealth, and abilitys is a good picture of what, how, and who we are worshiping. Just a thought....

sometimes i feel like the blind man on the road, that cries out have mercy; He does

sometimes i feel like the man who cries, help my unbelief; He does

sometimes i feel like peter and say i would rather die, then the rooster cries;

most times i find myself in the beggar, the leper, the soldier, and the thief;

all times if find that He is right there, meeting me and my blindness, my failures, and my unbelief.

He is the constant in all, He is the one that holds us when we fall.

every story and every tale we are in, it is not our own, but it is all about Him.