Derek Webb...

Wow! I can only say Wow!... Derek Webb's new album Mockingbird is absolutely amazing. Anyone who has the chance or means, should download his new album. It really speaks some great words and I love his amazing attitude in life...

The song about zero's and ones is really neat. I guess Derek hit the nail right on the head when he wrote this one. The things he speaks about in his songs are so relative to the world that I am so familiar with. I pray that my life leads to places where zeros and ones are not so important, but instead names and faces....

Just a Short Thanksgiving Video...

There are great memories at Thanksgiving... Hunting, and Food, and Football, and Friends... But one thing is for sure, it is a great thing that the hunter killed the pretty Turkey...

A Short Update...

Well, it is almost Thanksgiving already here in America and I sit here thinking to myself, "where has all the time gone?" Another year has almost gone and so much has happened this year that I don't think that I will ever be able to keep track of it all. I have been blessed to travel all over Europe and visit Africa three times already this year! I cannot believe that in January of this year I had no idea of what I would be doing. But I guess that this shows how God can do amazing things in your life, as long as you let Him...

I have made many new friends and lost some... But I know that God has a reason for this and I have learned a great deal about people, friendship, and trust. I know that God is preparing me for a future that is dedicated to Him and the service that he wills for me...

Until next time...

Proud Big Brother...

The following poem was writen by my 15 year old brother last year for a poetry assignment in English class. I guess that something just makes me proud about this that I really cannot explain...

“O King My King”

O King my King Your job here is finished
Your back is torn but Your Father’s goal was accomplished
The time is near; I can hear it, all the praises of Your name
The war was won in flying colors and now nothing stands in the way for Your return
But King my King You’re gone until that time
The holes in Your hands
In the rock You lay
Cold and dead for three turns

O King My King it has been three
Show them that You’re back for they don’t believe
Show them your scars and the holes in Your hands
Go out and give Your last command
But until that time of your return we finish Your work
Now it is almost a dream
The time You lay in the rock
Cold and dead for three turns

I don't know why, but I just like it. Maybe it is the childlike truth in these words...

-A Dreary Day At The Shop-

One one never think that business could be so slow. I have been at work now for about five hours and have only taken in about $20. I am beginning to think that God must be doing something great and supplying a miracle to keep this place running. And I know that it is only by the grace of His hand that my physical body is operating.

I am soon off to go vote. I priviledged that I probably take for granted more than I should...

God is testing my family, our business, and my life. Everyday I become stronger for Him and defeat obstacles that have always slown me down in the past...

GOD'S SPEED TO ALL...

Back home again...

I cannot even believe that I have been back from Egypt and Europe for two solid weeks now. It seems as though it was so long ago that I was there, yet the time is not that long gone. I feel as though I am connected to this life of exploring cultures and I pray every day for a new opportunity to travel overseas... (or under) Living here in America with so many opportunities, I take many ever day actions in my life for granted.

I just ran into a mother and her daughter from Germany who were trying to figure out what to do with some old oil and paint that they were trying to get rid of. I told the lady that I could throw the oil out for her, but did not know what she should do with the paint. The only thing that I recommended was to throw it in the trash, but when I told her this, she just looked at me as if I was a crazy or bad person because "there must be some kind of recycling for this like we have back home in Germany." This statement immediately made me miss the cleanliness of Germany, although the rules and regulations can become tiresome, it is truly an interesting culture... We talk for a few short minutes and began a friendship, not because I did a deed for her or her for me, but because we liked each other and good people know good people. So I told her to give me the old paint and I would dispose of it and for her not to worry of it anymore. This was the end of our discussion but I did get the opportunity to get her phone number and make a friend who can help me with my German. I hope to see them again some day....

Of course, I must not be busy if I have the time to be writing this post while at work....