"A pastor who has to buy his own books, that's like a soldier who has to buy his own bullets."
-Mark Driscoll
Friday, December 14, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Quote of the Day
Rob Bell quoted Meister Eckhart in his talk on Sunday:
"If the only prayer you say in your entire life is 'Thank You,' that would suffice."
Really good message on joy, download it here.
"If the only prayer you say in your entire life is 'Thank You,' that would suffice."
Really good message on joy, download it here.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Our Snowy Bacashun
Laides and Gentlemen the next Ben Folds
Decorating the tree
Christmas Tree Hunting
We found a place that sold Christmas trees for $9 a few miles from our house. So we decided to investigate this shady buisness. When we got there, we found out that all a freshly cut and all are $9. Awesome. We got one. It was snowing heavy and our RoadMaster, is not Master of the snowy road, we got stuck a few times trying to get out of the lot. But we got home and set up our tree.
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
I'm Tired Today
I am really tired today and feeling really down. No time to explain the whys, but just know that I am. Then I walk into the office and check my mailbox and got a rather late, but well timed letter of encouragement.
Dear Pastor Tom,
I am so late in writing to tell you this. I was so blessed by the service you and the youth did several weeks ago. The music and the spirit of the worship team did an excellent job of leading us in worship and I appreciate your transparency about yourself. Particularly I sensed the joy you have in your life even for the small things.
I love all our pastors, pray for you often, and admire the variety of strengths you all bring to the Church. The Lord bless you.
Thanks to the writer of the letter, I needed that today. Criticism and badmouthing travel far faster and farther than the positive stuff, so it was great to get this letter.
Dear Pastor Tom,
I am so late in writing to tell you this. I was so blessed by the service you and the youth did several weeks ago. The music and the spirit of the worship team did an excellent job of leading us in worship and I appreciate your transparency about yourself. Particularly I sensed the joy you have in your life even for the small things.
I love all our pastors, pray for you often, and admire the variety of strengths you all bring to the Church. The Lord bless you.
Thanks to the writer of the letter, I needed that today. Criticism and badmouthing travel far faster and farther than the positive stuff, so it was great to get this letter.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
excerpt from: Time Management for the Creative Person
So far a great book, here is an excerpt on a section on work-aholism:
"Drew Silvern...diagnosed with a brain tumor...writes about his ordeal. His words are both painful and revealing. Like many cancer patients, Silvern discovered what a gift of life is and how short it can be. "There are days when I wake up, strap on my portable CD player, and walk Beasley for an hour along Sunset Cliffs... Often, I feel an indescribable joy that I'm able to do this. It's a cancer dividend, and I always offer a prayer of thanksgiving at the midpoint. In my first life (before being diagnosed with cancer), the morning walk would have probably have been just another thing to get done before work. Cancer has given me a raw appreciation for the life I'm sure I never would have felt without it. In a way, my cancer came along at the worst possible time, and maybe the best. It made the past the past and the present the present. It healed most of the old scars and propelled me beyond regret or family resentments. It brought clarity of purpose to my life and a sudden ability to see the glass as half full."
Let's not wait until we are diagnosed with a fatal cancer to see life this way. Pray that you can have the gift of living life with "the past being the past and the present being the present." I am praying that.
"Drew Silvern...diagnosed with a brain tumor...writes about his ordeal. His words are both painful and revealing. Like many cancer patients, Silvern discovered what a gift of life is and how short it can be. "There are days when I wake up, strap on my portable CD player, and walk Beasley for an hour along Sunset Cliffs... Often, I feel an indescribable joy that I'm able to do this. It's a cancer dividend, and I always offer a prayer of thanksgiving at the midpoint. In my first life (before being diagnosed with cancer), the morning walk would have probably have been just another thing to get done before work. Cancer has given me a raw appreciation for the life I'm sure I never would have felt without it. In a way, my cancer came along at the worst possible time, and maybe the best. It made the past the past and the present the present. It healed most of the old scars and propelled me beyond regret or family resentments. It brought clarity of purpose to my life and a sudden ability to see the glass as half full."
Let's not wait until we are diagnosed with a fatal cancer to see life this way. Pray that you can have the gift of living life with "the past being the past and the present being the present." I am praying that.
(another) Quote of the Day
The secret of happiness is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.
-Dan Millman
-Dan Millman
Quote of the Day
Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer, but wish we didn't.
- Erica Jong
- Erica Jong
Song of the Day : Grey Street : Dave Matthews
Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street.
She thinks, "Hey, how did I come to this?"
I dream myself a thousand times around the world
But I can't get out of this place.
There's an emptiness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she's quite sure he doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her he might
She says "I pray oh But my prayers they fall on deaf ears,
How am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place? "
Oh There's a lonliness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her
Using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
It breaks her heart
To Grey
I listen to this song every now and then to regain my perspective on why I do what I do.
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street.
She thinks, "Hey, how did I come to this?"
I dream myself a thousand times around the world
But I can't get out of this place.
There's an emptiness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she's quite sure he doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her he might
She says "I pray oh But my prayers they fall on deaf ears,
How am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place? "
Oh There's a lonliness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her
Using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
It breaks her heart
To Grey
I listen to this song every now and then to regain my perspective on why I do what I do.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Making cookies
I look like beaner
Peter's Baptism
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