Time and Prayer

7 Of this gospel I was made a minister according to the gift of God’s grace, which was given me by the working of his power. To me, though I am the very least of all the saints, this grace was given, to preach to the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ, 9and to bring to light for everyone what is the plan of the mystery hidden for ages in God who created all things, 10so that through the church the manifold wisdom of God might now be made known to the rulers and authorities in the heavenly places. 11This was according to the eternal purpose that he has realized in Christ Jesus our Lord, 12in whom we have boldness and access with confidence through our faith in him. 13So I ask you not to lose heart over what I am suffering for you, which is your glory.

Ephesians 7:3-13 (ESV)

I find it a wonder to think about how God uses; a letter, a story, a prayer, written thousands of years ago, by a man in prison, to impact the lives and stories of so many. Sometimes I take for granted the time I am given to pray for others, but more importantly the ability to pray. To recognize the goodness of God, the father role he continually fills in my family. In the words of Nouwen, prayer is the unceasing recognition that God is wherever we are, always inviting us to come closer and to celebrate the divine gift of being alive. To some people prayer is a hoax, to some it's just a conversation with God, a plea for help, but it's something way bigger than all of those. It's loving God, and knowing the heart of God, and in this we experience what we desire most, true steadfast love.

ecce homo

George Rouault, "Ecce Homo" ("That is the man")
Paris, Musée national d’art moderne, 1937-41. canvas on wood. in 34 + 24.4

Dandelion Heart EP

I know I've been mentioning it a lot, but it's almost done! The EP will consist of 6 songs and currently I only have one more song to finish.

1. All Things New
2. Dandelion Heart
3. Strangers
4. No Ones Listening
5. Ships
6. Hope is Answered

I just finished designing the cover. It was an old statue I had lying around the house of an angel and a boy and a girl crossing a damaged bridge. The direction I'm going with this record had a lot to do with my over exaggerated fear of school, and finding where I fit in with others, and the big scheme of things, but in the end just enjoying the peace God gives and knowing that He sustains everything. So keep your eyes peeled for the new cd!

World Unworthy

"They went about in skins of sheep and goats, destitute, afflicted, mistreated— of whom the world was not worthy- wandering about in deserts and mountains, and in dens and caves of the earth.
And all these, though commended through their faith, did not receive what was promised, since God had provided something better for us, that apart from us they should not be made perfect."

Hebrews 11:37-40

Nighlight Poem

It's too safe
This cliffs worn edge is too safe
This cool mist grains against my face
Where it will have it's place in me
To mark my time of greatest need

The march of drum beats
Playing their songs of fear
The rattling of old bones ready to breathe
The stretching emptiness screams
It's too safe

Hunchbacked, stumbling
Running, clawing, crawling
Just to take a risk, to take a chance
Just to fall, to fail, to lose it all
Once we've made it to the end

Over, out, and past the cliff
Into where we do not want to go
Uncertain of what we know
Uncertain of what's above and below
It's too safe here
This, certainly I know.

Artwork and Inspiration 2

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
-Sylvia Plath

Adventures of Steve & Dave 1: Dairy Queen Dreamland

So, we find ourselves craving a hot fudge sundae one night. Dairy Queen is our only option, because Steve has $0 and I only have $7, that makes it the only logical choice. It's 9:15 pm and we head out to meet a friend Trevor at Dairy Queen, whom we invited through facebook, to tag along this adventure. When we arrive I order 2 large hot fudge brownie sundaes. To my dismay, they gave us warm fudge and the brownie squares had dust all over them, like that puppy chow stuff girls make for us guys all the time. We sat ourselves in the most well lit booth in the way back hidden from anyone at the counter's view.

We devour our desserts, what once looked and tasted so good, was now somewhat disguisting. The soft serve, the now cold fudge, and dusty brownie squares were not cutting it. All of a sudden the lights go out! Only one thought instantly goes through all of our minds.

WE MAY BE LOCKED IN ALL NIGHT, SURROUNDED BY ICE CREAM AND ALL THE BLIZZARDS WE WANT. Endless amounts of dilly bars, ice cream cakes, hot fudge, and m&m's. So we stop talking, hunker down and hide. Someone walks by and doesn't even see us, at this point we felt for sure we were in. Unfortunately, they made another round and found us, and made us go home. This is only a glimpse at something greater, and rekindles our hope of maybe spending a night in the promised land. Dairy Queen.