Friday, December 10, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
[Photo: Scamming in the Park, 2007]
This weekend, I attended the Lance Mishleau Worship in the Park Birthday Party. The party was big! There were over 30 people there. One of the more notable guests was Randall Paulsen, the keynote speaker for The Cause (he is also Lance’s cousin). I was in Sacramento for four days and the party never stopped. I barely got any sleep! To top it off I arrived in Omaha at 11:30PM and had to be at work at 5:45AM. I guess you can sleep when you are dead.
[Photo: Talkin' in the Park, 2010]
Friday, October 1, 2010
[Photo:Paris, France 2008]
There is no security in this world! Everything that can be shaken will be shaken.
I feel like many people don’t have vision. To make maters worse these people are typically the ones that sit behind a desk and are given the power to either grant or deny the people with the passion.
I use to think that I really wanted a dog. I saw a guy carrying a bag of dog poop today. If this part of dog ownership maybe I don’t need a dog?
I want to be a man of principle. I had a dark night with myself the other night. I realize that I am lacking.
I have never really respected authority, maybe I should? My character needs to be refined and I can admit that.
Live like a Parisian? I think that could be fun for a while. I need a mrs?
Emily Wilkens says it is all about words. It is true. I don’t always pick the best words when trying to communicate and it results in a lot more explaining then I would like. Sometimes I don’t get the chance to explain and that is even worst.
I found ten dollars at work the other day. If no one claims the money in 90 days, I get to keep it.
I am resolute to become the man that God has made me to be. To live for my Creator is an act of worship. I believe that God wants to take me to heights that I could never reach on my own accord. I want people to see my life and say he could never have done that on his own.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
This last week, my dad and I purchased Goliath. The house is huge it is over 3,000 sq. feet. There are four bedrooms that are each the size of a traditional living room. There are three bathrooms, three living rooms, two basements, a dinning room, and a kitchen.
The house is located in Syracuse (home of German Fest), which is about 20 minutes away from Lincoln or Omaha.
Faith and Progress will be challenged. We purchased the house with cash, in faith that I would be able to secure a loan later. This hasn’t happened yet; in fact today they denied my loan! We need the cash to make the repairs. The repair list isn’t so bad but when everything is the size of Texas it could easily become over whelming.
Goliath stood and shouted to the ranks of Israel, "Why do you come out and line up for battle? Am I not a Philistine, and are you not the servants of Saul? Choose a man and have him come down to me.
All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the LORD saves; for the battle is the LORD's, and he will give all of you into our hands."
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
This week, I started work back at The Home Depot. Now, I know what many of you might be thinking, especially those of you on the west coast, but just hold the phone for a second!
My banker has advised me that I need to have a full time job in order to qualify for a loan. On the same day that I received this advice, my former store manager called me. When I picked the phone up, he said “congratulations your interview went great, you can start work on Monday.” I was confused; I hadn’t been interviewed nor even applied for that matter. When I realized what was happening, I consented.
I didn’t get my old job back, or my pay grade. I most certainly didn’t get my office back. But I did get all of the vacation time that I had been accruing for the last year!
I am going to work this job because I have a dream not because I have I desire to make this into a career. As many of you know, I feel impressed to open a bed and breakfast. I feel like flipping houses may be bridge I have been looking.
I have a plan, a six-month plan and if that plan works, which I hope it does, I wont have to work at The Home Depot anymore. Flipping houses is a huge part of the plan but its not the most important. There are other things that are far more critical like investing in people, building community, and having a devoted prayer life. These are just a few of the goals.
I bought a white board and hung it in my room. On this board I have written my plans. I am committed and filled with passion. If this doesn’t work; I will revaluate things and go from there in six months. Whatever happens I am going to try to be joyful. I want Gods will regardless. I don’t want to look back and say to myself what if I had only tried?
Thursday, September 9, 2010
There is no recession in heaven. God isn’t broke. He owns the cattle on a thousand hills. He owns everything. If we are His partners we aren’t broke either. Though, we own nothing, we are entrusted to manage His sovereign resources. “God gives opportunities; success depends upon the use made of them,” Patriarchs and Prophets.
[Photo: Israel locked in bank vault. Prague, Czech Republic]
Saturday, August 28, 2010
"We have but one aim and one single irrevocable purpose. We are resolved to destroy Hitler and every vestige of the Nazi regime. From this nothing will turn us. Nothing. We will never parley; we will never negotiate with Hitler or any of his gang. We shall fight him by land; we shall fight him by sea; we shall fight him in the air, until, with God's help, we have rid the earth of his shadow and liberated its people from his yoke."
London, June 22, 1941
“To be nobody but yourself in a world which is trying its hardest night and day to turn you into everybody else is to fight the hardest fight any human ever faces and never stops fighting.”
“Christ is calling for volunteers to enlist under His standard, and bear the banner of the cross before the world. The church is languishing for the help of young men who will bear a courageous testimony, who will with their ardent zeal stir up the power of the church in the world. Young men are wanted who will resist the tide of worldliness, and lift a voice of warning against taking the first steps in immorality and vice.
But first the young men who would serve God, and give themselves to His work, must cleanse the soul temple of all impurity, and enthrone Christ in the heart; then they will be enabled to put energy into their Christian effort, and will manifest enthusiastic zeal in persuading men to be reconciled to Christ. Will not our young men respond to the invitation of Christ and answer, “Here am I, send me”? Young men, press to the front, and identify yourselves as laborers together with Christ, taking up the work where He left it, to carry it on to its completion.”
Messages to Young People
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Yesterday, I shook the hand of a man, who shook the hand of a man, who shook the hand of a man, who shook the hand of Abraham Lincoln.
Also, yesterday morning in St. Louis, I think I saw President Obama. Well, at least his motorcade. There were black suburbans, police on motorcycles, police cars, an ambulance, and two limos with American flags flying from the hood.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
This isn’t my vacation. My sister, Allison was supposed to have gotten married this last Sunday. She didn’t get married; her fiancé has yet to secure a visa. He should have been here but immigration has its own agenda.
An unlucky soul, Rheu purchased an airline ticket and took time off of work before the date was canceled. Everyday since Rheu has arrived, he has reminded me that this is his vacation, not mine.
Lost in Rheu’s vacationland, we have been to the lake, the Iowa State Fair, Mahoney State Park, and Omaha. I have introduced him to all of my friends and have taken him to the finest of restaurants. We got tattoos, ate pineapple whip ice cream (the kind I am going to have at my wedding), and have played Settlers of Catan, Blokus, and Risk. This is Rheu’s world and I am just living in it.
This is an endless summer. I can’t escape vacationland, I should just move to Maine.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
The transcontinental trip is over.
While on the road I visited over 20 friends, traveled through two countries and 19 states. I traversed mountains, prairies, deserts, and coastlines.
I mailed around 35 postcards.
I visited five national parks, slept in the car four nights, went to the Pacific three times, ate at In-N-Out twice, and had one job offer.
My car consumed 33 tanks of gas, with an average price of $36.88 per tank. The most expensive gas was in the Mojave Desert at $3.60 a gallon (Thanks for picking that one up Amanda). The cheapest gas was $2.45 in Boonville, MO.
I was on the road for about six weeks. I crossed the Continental Divide six times. The Fishers have six kids. And I have six friends in Seattle.
My suitcase had a range of 11 days, with a spare pair of underwear.
My car had three oil changes, in Montana it had two engine lights on, and one tire rotation.
The trip cost an estimated $2,667.72, that’s an average of $59.28 a day (including car maintenance). In comparison my trip to Australia cost an estimated $2,789 with an average of $232.41 a day.
I was in one wedding; Emily and Tara ate 20 chicken nuggets, and Maranatha has two cats.
I turned 26 on June 21st and celebrated my birthday at mile marker 5,220 (West Memphis, AR).
I created 30 blog posts, in a series titled Beautiful America, and this will be the final post. I hope that you have enjoyed it.