Monday’s Scattered Thoughts

For this week I am just going to post up some old writing that I was reading this weekend. Hope you enjoy.

BOLD I WOULD BE:

Waking before dawn would be too bold for me.

To experience a full day of what might seem enjoyable.

Yet there is always this unwanted experience that never happens.

I am convinced otherwise, in anticipation for the unexpected;

Bold I would be

It demands so much more than I feel I can offer

It causes one inspire in the most desperate of times

Even if that causes me to expire

Shivers of brisk winds spread the words of my breath

And it dangles above me, flaunting its furrowed brow

Ah yes to be bold indeed would be like reading a book you wrote that hasn’t even been finished yet. The irony of being bold is that most often then not it comes in the most naked of times.

Bold I would continue to be.

Like a child who continues to be bullied for every last cent, and still he freely gives as it is taken from him.

Hail beats furiously upon those who never take cover and never prepare. Hollow are the souls of those who fill their lives with premature pleasures.

Bold I would be

if I could only see past… me

This is really random. I know!

Yard work feeds my soul

For the past week I have been helping my buddy Kevin with his very large yard. Somewhere between thursday and saturday I was filled with so much joy. I suppose it was the idea that we were apart of creating something. In the beginning it was nothing, I mean nothing. And with each day there was a tremendous transformation. I saw it!

With each morning I began to think about what it was like for God to create. What joy he had as he breathed life into his creation and called it good. How he placed everything in its proper order and set it in its cycle. Then I looked at my hands, soar and blistered and thought how did he know to create my hands this way? How did he know that my body would be made to work this way? So I smiled and said to myself, I’m amazing, I am his creation.

So I love to create and tend to and provide for, just as my Father in heaven does for me. GO figure. Yard work feeds my soul. It connects me with the land and with its creator.

Quarter Life Crisis!

So I turned 25 last thursday. It was a regular day, just as I hoped it would be. I don’t like to make a big deal on my bday, in fact I don’t really mind if nobodyknows. Something about drawing attention to myself rubs me the wrong way. I”m wierd, get over it!

I began to think about my life (not much has happened) and where I had been/where I thought I wanted to go. I have no regrets. Every once and a while I have these “Red Light Thoughts”. You know when you are stuck at a red light for a while and you begin to think about time or place in your past. You think about what if I had done this or that. With all that to say I am extremely blessed to say that whatever happened or did not happen was the way I made it to be. I made a lot of bad decisions, some good but such is life.

I jokingly call it my quarter life crisis cause Jami and I have made our first big electronics purchase. A brand new 50” Samsung DLP tv. She is a bute. Not everything we were looking for but we got a great deal.

I am looking forward to another great 25 years… more to add later…..

Monday’s Scattered Thoughts

For today’s Scattered Thoughts I thought I would be a little more random, hence the word “Scattered”.

Jami and I are finally serious about finding a house/condo to buy. With a very steep decline in prices for home we are so excited to begin our search for home to make our own. Now keep in mind we have had some great places to live and some not so grand. I would prefer a condo for now. It’s cheaper, they’re newer, and some offer some really cool amenities (Park, Swimming Pool, Gym). ON the down side, everyone is so close to one another, so no privacy, their may be people below/above you, I want to be able to bust out some music/or play guitar).  I want a house but am hesitant because they are older  (the ones in our price range), need upgrades stat, and can be more to maintain. I don’t know I’m excited but very wary.

I’d love any input.

Also I have been thinking a lot about going back to school. To pursue what? I am torn at the moment. While my passion is to get my M.DIV (Master of Divinity). I also want to go back and get my Masters in Psychology: Counseling & Marriage and Family Therapy. I am torn because I don’t feel any strong pull in one direction. What am I passionate about? I am passionate about God and serving him, that’s about as general as I can get right I suppose. I feel more understanding will come as I submerge myself in reflection/silence & solitude as well as in service through the local church.  So I wait. For an opportunity to present itself/ as well as searching/researching my options and where they can lead.

How did YOU know what you were called to do?