Sunday, August 30, 2009

midget football.

I know, I know. It's called Peewee football. But, when your league is called the Midgets...well, it's just too tempting.
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Desi had his first ever football game yesterday. Now, I know if I was smart I would save these until he signs that NFL contract and sell them on ebay. But, I thought I would be nice and post some previews for you so that you can know what to expect in fifteen years. So, no right clicking and saving.
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Yep. He really thinks he's all that. Until he gets tackled anyways. Then, he just hurts. Because apparently, "they hit harder that we did at practice!"
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That's Midget football for you!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

cultural christian.

Father God, I am clay in your hands,
Help me to stay that way through all life's demands,
'Cause they chip and they nag and they pull at me,
And every little thing I make up my mind to be,
Like I'm gonna be a daddy whose in the mix,
And I'm gonna be a husband who stays legit,
And I pray that I'm an artist who rises above,
The road that is wide and filled with self love,
Everything that I see draws me,
Though it's only in You that I can truly see that its a feast for the eyes- a low blow to purpose.
And I'm a little kid at a three ring circus.

I don't want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul,
Don't wanna walk away, let me hear the people say.

-Tobymac "Lose my Soul"

It's not all about you. No really, it's not all about me either. This whole thing we like to call "life" is about God. Really. I'm for serious, for real. But you see, we've been taught (by a variety of sources) that everything is all about ourselves. I mean, as preschoolers we sing songs like "Jesus loves Me". Emphasis on the me. I know, we need to stress to people how Jesus loves them so they can want to know Jesus too. But, it's like, over and over again...Jesus loves me....God loves me...my friends love me...my parents love me...sometimes we forget that we have to love them back. It's not all about me. We turn our focus during worship to be about us. We read passages of scripture we like and just ignore the rest. Our church, our prayer lives, and our relationships suffer when we move the focus from God to us. We've become just like the self-seeking nonbelievers and we blend in. But, we're called to a higher purpose. We're called not to blend in with the nonbelievers or the Christians that blend in. As Americans, we have embraced this concept called "cultural Christianity" by some. It's so easy to be a Christian, we have nothing to lose. But, if we can lose this idea that this "Christianity thing" revolves around ourselves...we can see some things happen that we can't even imagine.

Our first problem is that we are more interested in our Christian cliques than God's glory. People united for a common goal can do amazing things, but people united for God's glory will do miracles. Think about this for a minute, what if we quit wasting time bickering with all of the other churches/ministries in the area about who was going to "win over" which people and we united together to try and win people to the cause of Christ. What if we quit fighting over the "right" way to baptize someone?  What if instead of claiming a denomination, we claimed Christ? I think this whole denomination thing is pretty stupid, honestly. I understand, we have differing beliefs, but would God want us to be split like this? Imagine the impact we could have in our communities if we would stop arguing about the little stuff and just love everyone. Imagine the impact we could make if we would stop competing over "who had the biggest youth group" or "who had the coolest sound system". What if we all bonded together for God's glory? What if we stood up to make a difference and reach out in unity? I think that nonbelievers would be much more likely to embrace and accept the gospel if we weren't continually bickering about who was going to win them over and therefore showing hypocrisy in the process. Our churches should not be about the numbers. Honestly, I'd much rather be in a church with 5 other people that genuinly wanted to worship and know the Lord than 5 million that were just there because it was the "cool" place to be. I don't want to be at the "cool" church, I want to be at the "God" church.

Problem number two is that we tend to value the "pretty" people and the "flashy" gadgets. We view church as a form of entertainment, something to do to occupy time. So, just as the lastest blockbuster hit has all of the newest lighting and sound techniques and the best actors, we want our churches to have the same. Too often, we "worship" our leaders more than the Lord. We want to be part of the latest and trendiest ministry. We want to hear from the best pastor. There are some great speakers out there, don't get me wrong, they are working for the Lord. But, sometimes we as people, put such an emphaisis on the fact we just heard the latest and greatest pastor/speaker that we don't even hear the message. For example, Francis Chan is a great speaker. Amazing. He has some great insight and is truly inspired by the Lord. But, me wanting to drive to his church to hear him speak could be wrong. If I was just going to hear him speak. Now, if I wanted to go hear God speak through him...I've got the right motives. We need to remeber the master over the pastor. 1 Corinthians 1:17 says, "For Christ did not send me to baptize, but to preach the Good News- and not with clever speech, for fear that the cross of Christ would lose its power." What Paul is saying is that God didn't send him to be the best speaker. Because God doesn't just want people at church to hear a cool speaker, beacause this brings problems. The Cross loses its value, its worth. Also, we don't just want to be the prettiest church on the block. It's cool to have pretty people that want to be there. It's cool to have pretty stuff that decorate the building. But, it's not cool to just go somewhere because it's cool to be there. We should learn to value the gifts of all people, even the not so cool ones, and learn to value the Word over oratory skills. Yeah, I like a pastor that can preach an entertaining, funny message that captures my attention. But, I would much prefer a pastor inspired by the Word of God that wasn't so entertaining any day. Because, you know what? It's not all about me. It's about God. Paul says in  1 Corinthians 3:4, "When one says 'I am a follower of Paul', and another says 'I am a follower of Apollos' aren't you just acting like the people of this world?" People of this world follow their leaders. People of God follow God. Don't follow your pastor, don't follow your church. Don't follow your denomination, please. Follow God. Keep your eyes fixed on him. In verse 7 Paul says, " It's not important who does the planting or who does the watering. What's important is that God makes the seed grow."

Problem number three is that our church has a lot of gifted people that are "baby" Christians. We hear so often the phrase "Do not judge, lest you be judged." As Christians, we think it is our duty to judge everyone, but the judgement really lies in God's hands. Yes, if you are in an accountability relationship, it would be appropriate to tell them where they are straying off the straight and narrow. No, it is not appropriate to stand on street corners judging those that walk by. Nonbelievers are calling the church hypocritical because they are judging people, and yet they have problems themselves. We need to work on ourselves before we work on others. After you are living the pure and sinless life...we can talk again, okay? We are killing the cause of Christ by doing this. We tend to have mixed motivations, so as you work for the Lord, you should watch your motivations. If you are doing something  for God's glory, you should make sure that it's God you're trying to glorify, not yourself. So often, we take our salvation for granted. Take your calling from the Lord seriously. It's not just your reputation at stake...it's the Lord's. I think Tobymac sums this whole cultural Christianity thing up good in his song 'Lose my Soul' when he says, "Lord forgive us when we get consumed by the things of this world that fight for our love and our passion. As our eyes are open wide and on you grant us the privilege of your world view. And may your kingdom be what wakes us up and lays us down."

Saturday, August 22, 2009

blurry backgrounds and bright eyes.

[Edit: As requested, I added the before shots to the afters so that you can see the magic I worked. You're welcome Madre.]

So, there's this blogger named MckMama that you may have heard of. Or you might not have, but it doesn't really matter, does it? Anyhow, I stalk ahem, read her blog. She just did a really neat post on how to make people's eyes in your photographs pop. Not out of their heads, silly. Be brighter and so on. And so, I took a picture of Max and worked some magic using that program called Photoshop Elements. And we got this:
Before:
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After:
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I thought it turned out pretty good, if I say so myself. I've liked this picture that I took of Max (using Madre's camera at the park) for awhile now, and his eyes were already bright blue...but this just made them...well, POP.
I also worked some magic on this picture using the thing we call PSE. A little cropping, selecting, blurring, adjusting saturation and levels later...we have this.
Before:
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After:
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I like it. I know...only half of my face is showing. But, I like it...it's about as artistic as I'll ever get. If it wasn't taken over a year ago, I would make it my profile picture on facebook. But. It's over a year old (from the trip to ATL last summer) and I like to think that I look older and more mature. I apparently don't (since several people have mistaken me to be fifteen or sixteen in the last few weeks...I'm nineteen people!). But, that's how life is. I guess if I look 3-4 years younger than I am now...I'll look like I'm 29 when I'm 50? That's how it works, right?


Monday, August 17, 2009

dear gus-gus,

i miss you terrribly. the way you would swim around in your little tank and make my day sunshiney-bright. you loved to eat (until like a week ago when i think you got sick) and became really fat. this summer you slimmed up some (probably because i'd forget to feed you, terribly sorry about that). basically...i miss you. you were like my favorite fish ever (more than f.scott and zelda, for real).
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rest in peace gus-gus herman adam.
April 16, 2009- August 17, 2009

mommy loves you (even though she's about to go flush you down the toilet...)

Saturday, August 15, 2009

"you have 2 choice in life: be ordinary or extraordinary."

To do before I get old and gray and can't do them anymore:
  1. Graduate college.
  2. Fall in love and get married.
  3. Have kids (after number 2!)
  4. Dance in the rain.
  5. Go to New York City.
  6. Become fluent in another language.
  7. Plant a garden.
  8. Run/walk a marathon.
  9. Win a game of minesweeper.
  10. Book a flight on short notice and just go!
  11. Change someone's life.
  12. Learn to do yoga...and be good at it!
  13. See a broadway show (see number 5).
  14. Learn to sew my own clothes.
  15. Buy and decorate my own house. Maybe a renovation?
  16. Learn to ballroom dance.
  17. Do something spontaneous (and number 10 doesn't count!)
  18. Travel to a foreign country.
  19. Learn to bake a great cake.
  20. Find a cause to be passionate about.
  21. Go backpacking.
  22. Learn to be content.
  23. Go to a ball.
  24. Change the world.
  25. Find the cure for something.
  26. Learn to bellydance.
  27. Change the world.
  28. Conquer my fears.
  29. Live in the now.
  30. Go to England and find Harry Potter.
  31. Learn to rap.
  32. Teach.
  33. Lead someone to Christ.
  34. Go on a mission trip.
  35. Adopt (a kid...or a cat).
  36. Read through the entire Bible.
  37. Invent something.
  38. Become a real blogger (and have more than one reader!)
  39. Visit all 50 states.
  40. Make a wish on a shooting star.
  41. Ride an elephant. Or a camel.
  42. Climb a mountain.
  43. Go to the Olympics.
  44. Go to every Disney park in the world.
  45. Invent my own flavor of ice cream.
  46. Be a mentor.
  47. Visit a castle.
  48. Own a small town bookstore.
  49. Visit Hollywood and meet someone famous.
  50. Be in 2 places at once.
"Desire is the starting point of all achievements, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen, pulsating desire which trancends everything." -Napoleon Hill


Thursday, August 13, 2009

fried zucchini and ice cream.

Once upon a time, Lauren and Alicia (who are BFFs forever, btw) went out to lunch at Flips.
Lauren: I don't think we're eating very healthy today.
Alicia: Zucchini's healthy right? Even if it is deep fried.
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After eating a quite unhealthy, but very delicious meal, they headed across the street to the Marble Slab Creamery Ice Cream place. Lauren liked her Birthday Cake ice cream with Sprinkles very much, but had to watch it as she was eating it to make sure it didn't end up on her nose. Because that would be uncool.
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While they were at the ice cream shop, the girls discussed all sorts of things. Trains (no, not the choo choo kind!), cupcakes, and such. They had so much to catch up about since they hadn't seen eachother in a month. Sadness. Because they are BFFs forever, remember.
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They had so much fun in the ice cream shop that the lady that served them probaby thought they were crazy. And the old lady in the van...she thought they were high off of something other than ice cream. Which they weren't. Because they're good girls that don't do stuff like that. And then, they walked to a boutique in the shopping center that they thought was a florist. But, it sold baby clothes and monogrammed stuff and cute picture frames. Oh- and cups for a bachelorette party so you don't have to use the ugly red kind. Because. Yeah. That just looks sketch.
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Then, they drove home to Walmart. They saw this car on the way home. It made them laugh because it was silly. They hoped that this wasn't what people really called the driver of the car. What a tragic nickname. License plate gone wrong. Epic fail. So sad.
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Then, they proceeded to dance to Hannah Montana.
Lauren: Look, no hands!
Alicia:I'd feel alot safer if you'd drive with your hands.
Lauren:But, we're stopped at a stoplight.
Alicia: Just saying...
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When it was finished, they arrived at Wallyworld for Alicia to pick up her car and Lauren to get some flour and taco seasoning.And they lived happily every after as BFFs forever.
The End.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

yes and no.

Yes, you're on the right blog. I know, the layout has changed to a much simpler looking one. I like it. I think the old one was too busy. And looked too much like my Mom's (just kidding, Mom).

No, it hasn't been a month since the last layout was up. I know, I'm addicted to making these things. But I love my Photoshop Elements. And learning HTML tricks. :)

Yes, it is the last week of summer vacation. It's sad. Starting next week, I won't (or shouldn't anyways) be posting blogs or facebooking as often.

No, I really shouldn't be sad about aforementioned fact. I really shouldn't spend as much time as I do online. But, I really like to facebook/blogstalk people. It's fun. You should try it.

Yes, seventeen hours sounds like a lot to me. I know, you grew up taking twenty-seven hours and walked to school in the snow. Ten miles there and thirteen back. But, I have a car...and seventeen is five more than twelve (what I took last Spring).

No, this post really didn't have a point. Other than to get some pertinent imformation across. And to use some big words like, "aforementioned" and "pertinent" (I used spellcheck Mom, so they should be spelled right). Because I like big words. And Chickfila. I love Chickfila.

Okay. Ending post now.
Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No....YES!