skiing ostrich

Well, you'd think after not posting for about 3 and a half months, I'd have a ton of stuff to write about. And I do, but I don't really want to (write about it). But this you tube clip has given me reason to post again. In fact, it has given me zeal for life again! Thank you, youtube!
I may start posting again in the near future. Thanks for the patience...

The rumors are true...

Hey folks. Last friday I asked Dayna to marry me...(she said yes)

We are both super excited for what the Lord has in store for us...This girl rocks my world!, not that I need to explain that to you all, but she is my best friend and loves me just the way I am. Thats pretty cool.

PS. - sorry to those of you good friends who are finding out via facbook or my blog...it wasn't my intention but its the way things seem to go these days!

Yes Please

Romans 11:33-36

Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God!

How unsearchable His judgements,

and His paths beyond tracing out!

"Who has known the mind of the Lord?

Or who has been His counsellor?"

"Who has ever given to God,

that God should repay him?"

For from Him and through Him

and to Him

Are all things...

To Him be the glory forever. Amen

A God Moment

I had the chance to stand up for my buddy Stephen at his wedding in Rosemary, AB a couple weekends ago. I wasn't looking forward to the drive out, a solo mission; but knew at the same time that it would be good for me. It was. I'm going to keep this short. While I was driving, I remember coming up out of a little valley and cresting on a hill. I can't describe everything that was going on; I suspect to fully appreciate the plains you have to grow up farming them or something. Still, I lived in Saskatchewan for a few years, and every time I drive the prairies a nostalgic love courses through me. Driving from Calgary to Saskatchewan meant meeting friends; driving the other way meant going home...Either way, the drive is good. Anyways, I was coming up out of this valley, and there was a flock of birds flying about 100 meters in front of my car in the sky. The sky itself was a great blue, touched with the type of clouds that look like God didn't have a ton of paint left on the brush...my favorite. There were wheat fields on either side as far as I could see and not another car in sight. I was coming towards a train bridge which a train was crossing over...I couldn't see the end of the train in either direction. I haven't been overwhelmed by a moment like that in so long I forgot what it felt like. You know those quintessential moments where it feels like you are the only one on earth, and God is just letting you see Him for who He really is? Creator, Lover, our Glorious...Majesty. I hope that's what heaven is like.

Breathing In

I ripped out a kitchen in an old area of town today. Behind the cabinets the walls were rotted and full of filthy black mold. When I went to detatch the sink from the plumbing the most putrid smell came from the pipes I've smelled in a long time, and I'm a guy who lives on my own. I should have done that last, but i decided to do it first, and consequently had to rip out the rest of the kitchen while enduring this awful emanation. When I was done, I walked upstairs into the fresh air, and took a deep breath. It was a deep, meaningful breath. It felt good, I loved the air and the way it didn't meet me with anything but its pure self.

I've done alot of thinking these last few weeks. Alot of crying, praying, singing and crying. Thoughts like the one I had today don't mask pain for me or anybody. There is some comfort, however in the true realizations that the spirit touches us with when we most need them. I was reminded today that after the last breath that a lover of Jesus takes on earth comes the first breath of the purest kind...the breath of the most meaningful kind. The breath where we meet the living God face to face and his presence reaches deep into our being, into the very capillaries which translate breath into blood and sustain us...We breath God, He becomes our breath...We live.

Miss you Bro.

Boo Yah

Hey homies.
Thanks for all the comments on my last post. Talking with my buddy Gord Mills about the post, I realized the last line of it may not be as theologically sound as we would all like it to be. I should clarify that it was more of a joke than anything, I don't actually think that i'm in charge of judging the size of anyone's mansions in glory, or that that will even matter there at all. I guess it wasn't funny ha ha...but just to clarify.