Story and how it has an effect on me.

I was sleeping the other night when I woke myself up by shouting something. I can't remember what it was and it seemed loud at the time but my wife says she didn't stir at all. I also can't remember the obviously very vivid dream I was having. I wish now that I would have sat up right then and written down what I had been dreaming because I hardly ever dream. Well at least I don't remember many and the ones I do are very short. I don't have to wonder why I was dreaming because I know the cause. The day before I had started reading the Hunger Games Trilogy by Suzanne Collins. When I read a book that really captures me with the story I casually take it in considering slowly what might happen the next time I happen to sit down and read again. This doesn't happen. I consume the story like I need it for my next breath. Then it happens. I go to bed, not having been able to finish in one day, and dream vividly. I dream crazy dreams from whatever my brain has consumed. Harry Potter did this especially when I got further on in the series. In fact at one point I had such horrible tunnel vision, meaning I wasn't finding that "stopping place", that my wife had to pull me out so I wouldn't ignore other people. Movies have a slight effect of this sort on me. I walk out of a spy movie sizing people up wondering if I could handle them if we needed to fight our way out of the theater. Super hero movies always give me this inkling that if maybe I concentrated hard enough I might be able to flush the theater toilet with my mind and not touch that handle. I give up and use my foot like everyone else. I sometimes watch whole seasons of different TV series in lengthy sessions. This I have found to effect not only my dreams but sometimes my behavior. I stopped watching the show Dexter, even though it is amazing, because my inner monologue was getting stronger. What do I mean by this? You know those things that you normally say out loud to coworkers like little jokes or chit chat? After watching a few to many episodes of Dexter, with his never ending Spiderman/Wonder Years inner voice, I started saying those little comments... To myself. I told my wife this and luckily she didn't have me committed but suggested that I stop watching the show.  

I'm amazed at how a good, and by good I mean captivating, story can change my mood, cause me to dream, and even cause me to enter into the stories world. Well then it's back to The Hunger Games. I think I'll eat some cake while I read so I don't starve.

Wow a blog site with my name on it!

Hey Blog it's been a long time. Yeah I've not really missed you either. You know if we are going to keep this weird relationship up then we need to set some rules. First, if I'm only going to post to you once every three, four, or in this case six years then you should really follow me on Twitter so you know what's going on in my life. I'm glad we had this talk blog.

A Pirates life for me!!!!!

Just stop and think if you could be anything or any one. I would be a superhero. Oh yes that's right! I know it would be a stress filled job where I was always on call, but it would be great. The most exciting part would of course be the type of powers I would have and what my superhero suit would be like. As you might have guessed from my title.... I would dress and talk like a pirate. My eye patch would have a computer hooked up to it and would help me see really far and look through walls. It would also scan police scanner frequencies at all times to give me the fastest info possible of dangerous crime. I would have a hook but it would only be used to leave behind as my calling card of sorts. My actual powers would be pretty basic but amazing none the less. I would have super human strength of course, which includes the ability to jump really really high. I would also have incredible fighting skills. I would carry a laser sword and would be considered one of the greatest swordsmen that has ever lived. I would also have a robotic flying hawk that would assist me in my endeavors to clean up New York City. (It would be my eyes in the sky) My vehicle of choice would of course be a very upgraded mini cooper that could also go under water. (to go to my underwater cave) The most circulated rumor about me would be that I was immortal. (But this is not something I like to talk about, and if people bring it up I usually get angry) So that's it ... beware... arrrrrrgggggg

Hold me close so i can be content...

It's amazing how you can try and try to do something over and over and over again but the doors just don't fly open like you want them to. blah blah. Gosh I'm sorry guys but it is really hard for me to understand God ways. I want to I really do. I really do want what His best is for me, but many times, probably because I'm not focusing on Him, I keep reaching for what I want and things just don't work out. My prayer is this.... That God in all his wisdom would just give me a better discernment of people. I just want people to be honest with me that's all I ask. NO CRAP! Just the truth! Especially if I ask for it face to face. I hate ending days like this. I'm up..... up..... up.... doing great.....blahhhhhhhh. And there it is something hits you that you did not expect. And it's something that you've really been thinking about lately. The "TON OF BRICKS" falls on you and it could have been dodged if only someone could just be brutally honest. Well that was definitely a rant. Sorry! I know this. God is still more important than any stupid thing like this and I should just brush it off. He will guide me if I ask so I will wait it out. I will ask for His best in my life. That is what I desire.(I just realized how many details you are probably missing in this rant.... )

Home.

I Lived in Barcelona, Spain for two months working for the IMB. It was a very good experience for our group of five. We did research for the missionaries that were going to be moving into that area. I had a small knowledge of the language before I went, but being just basically dropped off in the Barcelona area, with our only contact with other missionaries being by telephone, we just had to do our best. It was a streching experience and I didn't love every single minute of it, but those parts that I didn't enjoy made me draw closer to God. I came to a certain point in the trip where instead of leaning on my teammates I let myself lean on God. It took getting away from my team for certain times to have personal time to reflect. At one point I could finally travel on the trains by myself because I understood the schedules. So when the doors went to shut on our train I hopped off at the wrong stop to make my way home by myself. I just looked at my friend Nikki and said, "I'll see you at home." And I hopped off. The look on her face was priceless! That was when I wasn't worried about home any more. Spain was home. It was where God put me for the time. From now on wherever God takes me. That's Home.

IT'S... Incredible..

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The important stuff!!

The most important facts of what I believe about Jesus being the Christ are found in Matthew chapter 28. Everyone just needs to reread chapter 28 for themselves. It contains why Christ is different and it contains our commission from Him. Man I love that chapter. Jesus isn't dead that's what makes the Christ different. Thank you Lord Jesus for being completely different than anyone that has ever lived. So I am challenging myself to be different. Not to walk around in a suit so that people know that I'm a "christian" but to look at the world like Jesus would have and to try to be different. I don't want to go with the flow any longer. I want to be known as a person who saw things through the eyes of Christ.