Well…

Long time no blog, ha, you get it? Anyways, besides that last bit being extremely awkward I’ve been doing very well, starting with the whole move to New Jersey, starting the new job (so far every trainer I’ve trained with has served in the military and surprise! they acted like they were still in the military), getting a new camera (5D) , and just making friends I have no doubts or regrets. I feel like I have become a simpler man with the move. I don’t know if it’s the area I’m living in or If it’s because I’m not in a city where people are forced to be so materialistic about everything they do but I’m not going to question it.

Just got the C.S. Lewis signature classics set and I can’t wait to read through all of them. I’ve heard great things.

Oh, I went to Detroit for two weeks for some training and I only have two words to describe it. Sucked Balls. Don’t ever go there.

Sorry for such a short post but I have a two hour drive tomorrow and I have to wake up at 4:30

It’s been awhile,

or at least that’s how it seems to me because of my completely over booked schedule. It’s been a long and busy month so far and I know that it’s far from over. Since my last post I’ve: Had my last ten hour shift at broadview monitoring, packed up all of my belongings, seen and spent time with loved ones(some that I had not seen in a while and some that I just met), was surprised by great friends with a going away party, helped Bo and Heather set up for there wedding, wrote and played a song for them while they took communion together (while being the sound man), and taking long bike rides in downtown Dallas waiting for saturday to arrive.

Anyways, on another note I haven’t been a huge fan of having little to no inspiration or creativity.

I have learned a lot in the photography realm since getting the 500D but here lately I haven’t been to happy with any of my shots for reasons: 1. just not liking them. 2. wanting certain tones but not knowing how to get them (or make them in lightroom 2). 3. wanting what I’m not ready for and being impatient with myself.

I know It may be my super crazy, slightly opened schedule that has a little to do with these feelings but It’s also my urning to introduce people to something that will change there lives, hearts, and world… which is Jesus and the Gospel (which I need to focus on more myself). I love it when God answers my silly questions before I can even ask them.

“I can try and point the finger but the glass points in my direction, sure you’ve got your sharp edges but my wounds are from my own reflection.” -Jon Foreman

Been listening to Jon foreman a lot this week, I love his lyrics, they are so uncomfortable at times but I think that’s why I like them so much (and he’s just ridiculously talented).

Tomorrow is my last day here….. can’t wait to get on the road. I’m going to miss you those who are my home…

Hmmmmm yeah, here are some photo’s.

Mom,

When I leave for New jersey I will miss coming to see you talking to all the creatures in the back yard, I will miss seeing your smile when I just come out to be with you. You have shown me more love than anyone and it’s built me strong. You are a blessing. It doesn’t matter that my childhood was crazy. The drugs that you were doing, the depression, and many mood swings had no effect on my life. Your love showed me truth. It showed me that we are broken but still able to love. God led us right to Him. We were so broken. Now we are happy. Now we can breathe. The two years we spent away from each other, God had been at work, preparing our lives, preparing our hearts. God is love and love is real. I can’t put it any clearer.

I dreamed I kissed Your feet.

We can’t put God into words, but He can, and He did for us.

I was thinking about how much He has opened my eyes over the past two years as I was joining a co-worker in conversation. I don’t always know how a conversation turns into two people going back and forth just pointing out Gods Faithfulness, Grace, and Love but I absolutely love it. I now completely understanding the saying, “I was blind but now I see. I was deaf but now I hear.” and my eyes were opened even further. As I was driving home I was overwhelmed by His beauty not only in spirit form but in the way the sky sat with the clouds and the clouds with the sky. I was strong. But only in Him did I find this strength.

It’s funny though, I was on my last break of the day and this girl asks me if I had a rosary. I was confused at why she would ask that and said just said no. I asked what she needed it for and she tells me she’s building a wigi board and needs a rosary to complete it. She knows I’m a lover of Jesus and this is why she asked me. For those of you who don’t know, the wigi board was the starter to a conversation that ended in eye’s closed, hand’s pressed, thoughts high, and Josh leading me into a prayer. A prayer that changed my world. A prayer that lead me to what I had been searching for all of my days. Love.

Anyways back to the girl and wigi subject. I was flooded with wisdom while she was asking me questions about why I thought it was made from evil and how it wouldn’t give her the rich life she truly wanted, I answered her with words that were not of me. I stood strong with my faith, no words could break me, I was in the spirit. It was with me, just as He said.

This ground has no use, if it keeps me from You.

Knowing without knowing

happenings

It’s always nice to have a day of skating with some old and some new friends.

Bo is a smart man full of wisdom, random useless knowledge, ground coffee, and bike parts.

This picture of me…HA. I find this very amusing because it was so unintentional.

(Below) This one though, this was very intentional and full of meaning. I feel like I don’t worship God enough and I don’t feel like I cry out for Him enough. He knows my heart but I’m not sure if I know it yet. He reveals something new each day, each month, each season and I’m afraid I am falling behind. One of my worst fears is to become a false prophet, someone who can speak of God but does not know or have a relationship with God. I pray for Gods guidance but I find myself praying for it only on a selection of things and not on all things.

I need to worship him in all things and pray for His guidance in all things.

He makes all things new.

(Below) Funny story about this picture, I was at the Tre station in Fort Worth on sunday and they don’t have service on this day. So me just thinking about how the picture might turn out, walked through the door leading to this stairwell, took the picture, walked around up top for a few minutes only to find that the door locks after you walk through it. I thought I was stuck so I turned my rambo on and climbed this awful fence that had nearly taken hostage’s on the way over. (hint: it starts with a B and ends in alls) After climbing this said fence I found my self stuck once more but this time it was a parking garage that required a special key for EVERYTHING. Luckily a creepy older male was getting home from work and provided an awkward elevator ride back down to ground level.

Lazy Sunday

Stupid Saturdays..

“Stupid Saturdays” is a term we use at work to describe the day of the week, Saturday. Due to the lack of judgment and listening skills people express, we are forced to act out in: noises of frustration, scratching, slapping, staring, finger gestures, and sometimes punching the person next to you.

And thats your daily Brinks/Broadview dictionary entry.

Today was stupid Saturday and well…. It didn’t fall near as short as I would have hoped.

I have Fifteen days of work left. Yes, I check the calender everyday and wish it was the last hour of the last day.

Oh the purpose of  this little blog-log is that I didn’t want to use flickr as a mini blog like a lot of people do. This just seems more personal.

Time to believe in what you know.

Another day at work and all I can think about is my last day of it. I only have 16 work days left and have a 18 day period of peace in-between jobs, (sighs) I could not be any happier about an 18 day vacation.

Fences and Feasts