Chris Olds

Love: The Core of Humanity

2010-08-09T16:35:00.000-07:00

Over the past couple of weeks, I've reflected on a couple topics: 1) What do I need in order to enjoy and find beauty in life?; 2) As humans, who are we at our core?

Some people enjoy life by having that particularly fast vehicle to give them an adrenaline rush or status, or living life in the club scene, or just physically looking the best. So what do I need in order to enjoy and find beauty in life? My times out mountain biking have evoked an answer to this question deeply rooted within me. I find complete peace when I'm outdoors. I find rest and even sometimes stand in awe at how beautiful this world is; and how it was prepared for us all to enjoy. Having two wheels to take me through the dirt trails is just a bonus. It's out in God's creation where I know who I am. It's where everything comes into focus. It's where I realize who I am at my core and what we all share in common, whether or not everyone admits it; and that thing in common is love.

Everyone was born with the essential need and gift to love. Just the other week my landlords and I had to put their dog to sleep. It was an emotional time for them, and a time for me to support them. I've only been living in their house for a few weeks, which isn't much time to really emotionally connect with someone. But as we were in the room at the clinic, my landlord was just in tears, full of tears. It didn't matter who was in the room, or if crying would be embarrassing. What really mattered was the love for his dog. I could totally relate to what he was going through, having gone through the same thing myself about 10 years before with my dog. After reflecting on the whole experience, I realized two things: 1) Everyone has the ability to love and 2) (As a dear friend pointed out) How big God made our hearts. Our ability to love totally blows me away...even the ability to love an animal.

This thing, love, is the common thread that we all share as humans. It's what surfaces in me when I'm out in God's creation. It's what living is all about. And it's what we were made to do. Where do you find rest? What brings you peace? And where do you find this wonderful gift of love?

Thought For The Day #2

2010-04-13T00:17:00.000-07:00

People are so much more similar than we think. We just handle our life's experiences a little differently.

Thought For The Day #1

2010-04-04T19:46:00.000-07:00

I'm learning how important it is for someone to remain consistant and not to let inconsistant people change that.

Boxes, Boats, and Thank-you's

2010-03-17T23:04:00.000-07:00

These past couple of weeks have provoked a people observation, well more of a question, which is "Where are the 'thank-you's'" and "Where are the people who don't ignore someone for doing showing kindess"? And I am totally not talking about the over-the-top-you're-obsessing-over-me-with-what-you-call-'kindess', (which is a whole-nother world of person/person interaction and pshycology).

I understand a lot to do with how we interact is how we were raised (Though I do know that someone can break through bad influences). A few questions surround this, given how I was raised, for instance: Is a simple 'thank you' beginning to be too much for which to ask? Am I expecting too much as a word from someone to affirm gratitude or that I did something that encouraged someone? Is this thinking also known as selfishness? I realize that by posting this, I am revealing an insecurity; possibly...and/or...yes. But I believe that this topic is something that has become too far and in between for me to leave unexploited.

People make my day when they say thank you; that's just how much it means to me. It's an encouragement and an affirmation. I'm saddened that we don't say thank you enough to people. Don't get me wrong, I do hear it and other compliments throughout the week, and it's wonderful (this 'thank-you's' for you). But I've recognized for a while that it seems that we have become more cold, and it breaks my heart (And of course, I am holding myself accountable also). Throughout the week I ask myself, "Is there anyone who is living outside of the cold 'norm-box?'" This seems like a lot of finger pointing, but my finger points at me too. How am I living outside of the box? What am I bringing to the table that someone else values? Believe me, I try daily to walk a mile in another's shoes, but it doesn't seem like it makes a difference. Huh..."it doesn't seem..."

So here's what trips me out: So obviously what I value differs from what another person values. So I ask, what do people value? What makes people's days, these days? But by not hearing 'thank you' says: "It doesn't mean anything to me." With this reaction (not being recognized or thanked by someone), we stop going out-of-our-way for people. And when someone does go out of his/her way, the other person is simply out-of-practice recognizing that person's efforts. Also, thinking "It doesn't mean anything to that person" creates an assumption or judgement. So if the only reason that I show kindess is because it pleases God, then it shouldn't matter that I hear recognition from someone, right? I'll regroup here.

I know that the world isn't peaches and cream, but we as humans all need recognition and affirmation, it's in our nature; love...is in our nature (along with other things, positive and negative). It's easy to let "believing in someone," "loving someone," and "doing something for someone out of love," become "being let down by someone because he/she didn't say thank-you." Sure this can all be interpreted as simple minded thinking, or perfect world thinking, and is something that I struggle with; but we're all in the same boat. I'm sure we'd all like to hear "thank-you" more. So honestly, let's thank each other. Let's affirm each other. Let's encourage each other. Let's show kindness towards one another. Let's uplift each other. Let's show love for one another. Which all encourages me to say: How great would that effect our lives.

This is just a different perspective, that's all. It's coming from someone who took a second, who's day was uplifted by the beauty of creation and potential in people. It's coming from someone who was sippin' on some Casi Cielo outside while the sun warmed up San Jose, who thought, "There seriously has to be more to life than this." "Get me the heck out of this box!" "Show me the potential." And..."We were made to live for so much more."

Adjustments

2009-12-15T16:26:00.000-08:00

Done with finals for this semester. These past four months of work and school have left me numb. I'm very much done with the whole full time school/full time work schedule. Although it pays the bills, I keep losing my personality later in the semester as I turn on "survival mode" due to stress. I'm gonna talk with my manager about only working full closing 8 hr shifts Thursday-Saturday as a barista. This way, I will not have to work on school nights, not have the stress of a shift, and (most importantly) have enough time to devote to practicing and schoolwork. There's so much more behind all this, but is more personal than what I'd like to post. I hope that the adjustments I will make will be beneficial to my school journey and career.

As P.O.D. Would Say, "Welcome To Hard Times"

2009-12-14T13:57:00.001-08:00

It is interesting how much stress individuals can take. We each have our own breaking limit; and over this past month, I've reached and passed mine. This has been easier to get through this with the love and support of my family, but nevertheless is still difficult. It's also interesting how much of stress or difficulty we are willing to let others see. "What will people say?" is something that I briefly covered in my last post. Like I said before, I don't live my life based around others' opinions. But the occasional struggle lays in, "Is the example I'm living, reflect my beliefs, and more importantly, who Jesus is?"

I'm not proud of it, but I don't always do the right thing. Sometimes this is all that is needed to show that someone is going through a difficult time. It's best to sieze an opportunity when someone seems a little jaded, to show him/her more love and acceptance. This may be simply done through a kind action (opening a door for someone, or 'comping' his/her drink) or by saying "Let me know how I can help." I was shown two of these today; thank you Tomas and Chris. It may be all that is needed to shine a little light into his/her valley. This is something that I will also try to practice...when I get out of my valley.

So if this isn't "wearing my emotions on my sleeve," I don't know what is...haha.

This all shows how important to love people really is...inspite of difficulties they are having. We don't really know someone's full story, however joyful or difficult it may be. The important thing is to show love to people, no matter what they are going through.

This Response Needed To Be Addressed

2009-12-06T16:11:00.000-08:00

Some time ago, Cameron, a blogger responded to my Halloween post. I have not checked my responses for a while because I have been busy with my studies. After reading his response, I was also prompted to respond. Cameron's response is the following paragraph; and my response is below his. These thoughts are very important to me. Thank you for reading.

Cameron's Response:
"I think its a bit unfair to judge someone based on a Halloween costume. To say that a person didn't receive enough love and attention as a child is a bit harsh. Assuming that the parents did not do a good job of raising him/her, and saying you can do better, is pretty self righteous. It's you're opinion and you're entitled to it, but c'mon. Really?! You saw someone's costume and thought to yourself, there is something wrong with her. First of all, its Halloween. One day a year to let loose, be or WEAR something you normally wouldn't. To assume someone does not have self respect based on what they wore once, on the one day to do it, is just plain ignorant. Its not right to judge people, especially if its based on something superficial. If one day you have a daughter, I hope that you teach her that its not how you look or how other look at you that matters. Its how she sees herself that does. And if you have a son, teach him that just because a girl dresses a certain way, it does not mean she is a certain way.I do think you are right about Jesus loving and showing them kindness. But, I also think that blogging about how she has no self respect, and how your future daughter will by wearing the appropriate Halloween costume is not the same. I'm basically saying, stop passing judgement on others before you get to know them. I could come on here and say that 2 guys talking about how they don't like seeing girls in skimpy clothing is just gay...but that would not be very fair of me, would it?"

My Response:
You bring up some interesting perspectives Cameron. I will keep my points brief throughout this response; but I will explain my reasoning so that any future misinterpretations will be avoided. Firstly, I would like to explain that my original post was not at all bashing young women for what they wear. I was not angry when I posted my reflections, instead saddened. By your tone, I am sorry that you feel so offended, I’m sure not offended. Like you said, it is just an opinion. I am keeping your response on my blog because it is something on which others, too, can reflect.
To begin, although the implication is evident, I was focused more on how I am going to raise my children and not how this young lady was raised. With respect, your conclusion and assumption that I think I can do better raising a child is inaccurate and irrelevant. Most children, when ignored or unloved, grow up pursuing other means of attention; and if looks or showing off their body bring that attention, so be it. If looks do not bring attention, then other means will. (Please keep in mind, I am not saying that unloved children are “doomed,” I have hope for anyone).
I apologize if this is too adult for some readers, but going into a coffee shop wearing a slightly see through costume without undergarments is very inappropriate, and is to what I was referring in my blog. Just because Halloween is one day out of the year to “let loose,” it doesn’t mean that all rules of social etiquette are out the door. Sure, Halloween can be fun with costumes and such, but when someone dresses like this, it steps outside of the “fun” mindset and enters into a completely different realm of communication and psychology.
I think some women have much more potential than they think they do. Some women, and by no means all, feel like they need to compensate for this with a need for attention in other areas: i.e. their looks, body, or the showing off of the two in a promiscuous manner.
As ignorant as you accuse me of being, I think most people would agree that this act would not only raise a few eye brows, but also communicate much of how this young lady thinks of herself. I agree with you, it is not right to judge people. I am not saying that she is a horrible person; I do not know her. I know her only by what she communicated through her inappropriate choice of attire. Approximately eighty percent of communication is non-verbal.
I also agree with you when you said, “…it’s not how you look or how others look at you that matters, it is how you see yourself that does.” Well put. I certainly do not base my life on what people think of me. But again, what else is a young lady who dresses like this telling others? It communicates very much; in fact too much for the purposes of this entry.
I am not here to argue; I am here to discuss. I am going to refrain from posting any words of retaliation because “come backs” do absolutely no good for my purpose here. That being said, I will simply ignore the last sentence in your prior response.

The purpose of this entry can be summed up in two sentences:
1) Some young women need to know that they are worth so much more than “just a body.”
2) And honestly, if there was one thing that I could have said to the young lady of whom I speak, it would be, “You are a person who is worth so much more than just a physical shell, and I hope that you can see and believe that someday.”

A Note on Girls' Halloween Costumes Last Night

2009-11-02T01:08:00.000-08:00

This is all that I'm gonna say on this one...
(and by the way, I'm putting this as nice as possible):

I am going to be a father who loves his daughter (if I have one someday) and teaches her to respect herself.

...Enough said?

Loving People

2009-10-29T17:30:00.001-07:00

During my reflecting time the other day, I realized something significant to my perspective, life, walk with God, and how I treat others. Even though we are all not brothers and sisters of the same family, I am called to love people (love your neighbor). But how can I love everyone? How did Jesus do it? How did he view people? So I changed my perspective and thought of people belonging to one family, my family; and it has given me a better perspective of how to treat people with more love. This includes the guy who cut me off on the road this morning, or the girl customer at work who treats me inferiorly because she's rollin' in a newly-leased Beemer, or the homeless person outside 7-11 asking for money to buy dinner, or the person I can't communicate with because he speaks another language. I share two of the greatest things in common with all of these people: we are human and God loves everyone of us.

These past few days, I've been thinking how much we, as people, all have in common, and it's kind of boggling my mind. So here's what really got to me: If I think of everybody as brothers and sisters, part of the same family, then how much differently will I think of the people who steal from me! What a radical change of perspective.

So here's the "getter": If God loves everyone of us, (and I couldn't comprehend this), how much would it please Him that I love the same people too. How much would it please Him that I show the same people he loves, mercy? How much would it please Him that I show them forgiveness and grace instead of frustration? Is that what we were made to do? Would that make a difference? Would that show people Jesus? I hope so, because I hope to please God.

Beautiful World

2009-10-22T22:27:00.000-07:00

I've had quite some time to watch TV in between naps while being sick this week. Currently, one of my favorite channels is the nature channel. The other day, there was a show on about some intense explorers that got me thinkin' how awesome this world is in which we live.

I read a book not too long ago entitled Wild at Heart. Although there are some things that I don't 100% agree with, most of it is pretty 'spot on'. One subject author John Eldredge talks about is the one thing that is hardwired into the hearts of men: The need for exploration. This is true for me. Everytime I'm biking an unfamiliar mountain trail, it fills me with this rush of "gotta keep going" and "I know something beautiful is just around this next hill." Ten miles later I realized that I've spent all my energy getting there and not saved enough to turn around, just because I couldn't stop taking in all the new sights. Granted, it doesn't take being a man to appreciate the newness and beauty this world has to offer.

Here is what struck my brain while I was watching the nature channel's most extreme explorers: With all of our technological advances, and all the thousands of years humans have been exploring, we daily continue to discover so many new and exciting things about this planet. Even the little things like how every sunset is different, every rain fall is different, every season differs from the year prior...there are so many things that I take for granted that shouldn't be. It blows me away that after all this time, humans have not grown tired of this earth. It just left me in awe. Then it made me think how depressed humans would be if we knew everything about our environment and became bored with it. But that isn't who we were made to be (cue Switchfoot's "Meant To Live"). This world is such a wonderful gift. It's a gift of changing beauty, of which we sometimes need to be reminded.

I hope this reminds us to let nature's beauty make us smile again and to take enjoyment in such a wonderful creation: our home.

First Day of School

2009-08-25T00:59:00.000-07:00

First day back to the good 'ole SJSU. God provided today in soooo many ways.

God Provided Part 1: My music history teacher said that the music dept could not add any students for any reason b/c they would get fined by the university for any additional students (due to cut-backs). A few students (including myself) spoke with the professor after class and he said he'd see what he can do to add us. I just put it in God's hands and asked Him what I should do if I wasn't supposed to take the class. Anywho, I later saw the professor in the hallway and he said that he cleared it with the dean of the dept that we could actually add the class. I heard trumpets sound because of the good news. I really needed this class to carry on with my degree, so that was so awesome that I was let into the class =).

God Provided Part 2: When I got back to my car after class (around 11:30am), a gal who parked right next to me, saw me headed for my car and said, "Oh, is this your car?" "Yeah, why?" "Oh ok, well I left a note on your windshield this morning about what happened...but after you left, a girl totally hit your car while driving into the space next to you. She didn't see me, so she backed out and parked in another spot 6 spaces down and didn't leave a note. I guess she was hoping that you wouldn't find out. I wrote this note as a witness to what happened and left her plate and model/make of her car." "Wow! No way, you actually did that? That's so nice of you, bless you!" "Yeah, you're welcome."

I just couldn't believe that someone would uphold such an avenger (need to have justice served) attitude...I really admired that. I was driving away when I got a feeling like I should file a police report at the "scene." It so happened that I missed my exit to get on the freeway and I was headed back to the parking lot anyway...so I said, "Ok God I hear ya." When I got there I called the campus police who came and filed a report. It turns out that I don't have collision coverage on my car (just the basics). So I filed the police report just to be paid for the damage and not to seek revenge or anything for the girl who hit me (which didn't even cross my mind). I asked the officer what the charges would be against the other driver. She told me that a hit-and-run is considered a misdemeanor and ordered that a wheel boot (immobilization device) be secured on her wheel so she couldn't drive anywhere...I actually saw them put it on (serious stuff). I really did feel bad that the other driver would be in "it" so deep, 'cause all I really wanted was just reimbursement for my car's damage; but I guess the other driver shouldn't have been so shady as to park somewhere else to avoid trouble.

So yeah, someone at Starbucks said, "Dang man, you're really goin' through it lately huh...bike, tickets, accidents?!" And all I could say and think about was how impressed, grateful, and blessed I was with the gal who did leave a note. I can honestly say that today was a blessing more than a disappointment! So thank you, God for today...thank you!

Wow...really?

2009-08-22T18:55:00.000-07:00

So I was checkin out the B.A.R.F stolen bike postings and I saw a post from the guy who used to work on my old bike. His trailer with two bikes (along with some gear) were stolen from right in front of his repair shop. Seriously?? People would actually steal bikes from a guy who fixes them for a living? I don't really get that, but I guess that it doesn't really matter to people. Anyway, just some random information. Next post will be much lighter =)

Starbucks Shinanigans Make Me Laugh

2009-08-21T12:54:00.000-07:00

I was on bar last night at work when a younger gal came in and ordered a Strawberry Banana Smoothie. After receiving her drink and having a seat with her boyfriend, she immediately came back up to the register and exclaimed in a repulsive manner, "Yeah, umm...This drink is disgusting!" I chuckled a bit to myself as I mentally asked, "Did she really say that?" I asked her in a sad, kiddingly tone, "Why are you calling something that I poured my heart and soul into making, disgusting?" She didn't really catch on and responded with, "Because it is! Yeah, I thought it was going to taste a lot better than this! Can you make me another drink!" I think I actually laughed out loud to her response and said, "Yeah, sure. What would ya like?"

After we made her another drink and she sat down, I looked over at my co-workers and asked, "Did that really happen?" "Uh...yeah!" they remarked. Laughing through it all, I was more dumbfounded than offended. It was definately the most funny moment of the evening.

The Art of Weaving

2009-08-13T15:17:00.000-07:00

Life is full of re-adjusting one's perspective. I've found that this has been a common theme for my life these past few weeks. One major area has been loving and accepting people in spite of frustrations. (This includes all areas of my life and is not referring to one particular event, more importantly not one specific person).

One word that I continuously hear God whispering to me, in regards to relationships, is "patience." This led me to question the line(s) between "having patience for people," "holding people accountable," "judging someone's actions," and "how to react in the midst of disappointment." Then, looking in the mirror, evaluate at my own actions; do I keep my promises? I understand that God's love, forgiveness, and patience is key. On the other hand, I've always been someone to say, "Hey...that's not right." But when should we excercise these two [different??] views? Also, if God's timing is perfect, should we really be disappointed with people? Should we accept circumstances as God's timing/plan instead of someone letting us down? View of a bigger picture? Yes! But I couldn't really find these comparisons in the Bible. I know that God wants us to love Him and show His love to others; but people aren't perfect (actually I'm referring to myself), in which reveals my struggle. I don't know the answers to these questions. So I guess I am writing this for participation reasons. Participation, in hope that you apply these questions to your own life, or leave feedback for me to apply to mine. Thanks for reading =)

Post Script:
I want to have faith in and love people, but more importantly, God. It's like a dance...listening to God's direction while weaving this with, or applying it to, other relationships.

"Baby Come Back..."

2009-07-30T00:02:00.000-07:00

Last week, believe it or not was awesome! I had a real peace about the bike being gone. However, these past few days, I've been havin a real hard time with that fact. I understand that it's all just "stuff," but it's just difficult knowing that an "escape" or "hobby" of mine was taken from me. Bikes always turn my head, literally. And now I also think, "What if that one's mine." I love riding and I miss it sooooo much. Dang, I just have to keep forcing myself to think that I just can't ride for a long time for whatever reason. Anyway, it's been on my mind and again I miss riding soooo much. "Baby Come Back"

Wisdom Please...(sorry for the similar theme)

2009-07-26T16:16:00.000-07:00

The day after my bike was stolen, I filed a report with security at my apartment complex. After completing the report, the security guard said, "Huh, that's interesting...two days ago a tenant called in reporting he had seen someone tampering with his motorcycle late at night." "Are you serious?!" I responded. "Why didn't you warn or notify tenants who have motorcycles about that?" "Well, if we notified tenants of every report we received, you'd have 20 messages per day on your door." "Well I'd rather have 20 messages on my door, than a stolen vehicle." "Yeah...well..."

I'm not just saying this because of the whole hindsight 20/20 thing, but if security notified me that people were checking out or tampering with motorcycles on the premises, I wouldn't have taken any chances with it and kept my bike garaged at a friend's house or in storage until security did something about the problem.

This is what's frustrating about the whole thing: the incident would have been prevented if security notified motorcyclists that people were checking out bikes. So who's at fault? The thieves yes, but is security also liable for it, since they knew about it? I'm struggling with the correct action to take about it all. I've considered mediation to resolve security's notifying tenants of suspicious activity, to create an awareness. An extreme consideration is having the complex pay for part of the damage. This action however would initiate a wide range of problems, which is heartache I would rather avoid. This has been my thought struggle this week. I think I'm only going to voice my frustration to the office manager in person and to the complex owner in a letter, so that possibly an incident in the future like this could be prevented.

Crazy

2009-07-26T16:07:00.000-07:00

So last Sunday night after all its events had unfolded, I wrote about a peace that I felt. I got a really strong feeling that it was to prevent something from happening; in particular a ride that I was going to take with my friend to Half Moon Bay the following Friday. I've learned to just "go with" that gut feeling no matter how crazy it sounds, but it didn't occur until after Sunday night. The crazy thing about it is when I told my friend about that feeling, she replied with, "Wow, I actually had a dream before Sunday that we were taking this trip in a car...and I hardly ever remember any of my dreams." That kinda tripped me out a bit, whatever it meant...I still know that nothing could have been prevented...so I thought...

Bike Was Stolen Today

2009-07-20T01:48:00.000-07:00

Tonight (Sunday) my bike was stolen. I came inside at 9:40pm to watch Back To The Future II with a friend and roommate and went back outside at 11:30pm to find my bike had been stolen. I'm doing alright with it for now...I guess you could say that I have a "peace" about it; but there are a couple of things that make me angry about the whole thing.

1) To me, stealing is the lowest form of gut-less-ness that someone can stoop down to. Planning, hiding and taking something from another person is completely cowardice...seriously, what is that?

2) I was away from the bike for less than two hours. That's not really a "Hey let's cruise around the neighborhood to see what shmuck's stuff we can steal;" it's more of an, "Ok he just left his bike out and we know that he'll be back to take his friend home, there are patrolling security guards, and residents living 15 feet away from the parking space are still up and have their lights on and windows open, so let's make this quick and quiet guys." It really creeps me out that people are capable of a stalker-like mind set. What the crap? Have you been watching me or what? This made me think that there's pretty much nothing that I could have done in order to prevent this from happening. It would have been stolen sooner or later, especially when people are that thorough.

3) I've worked hard for my stuff. And seriously, if you want something like that sooo much, why don't ya get up off it, and freakin' get a job so you can "get your own bag." Honestly, guys like that need to grow some, be a man, and start being responsible. It's like we're back in elementary school, taking lunch money from other kids...ugh...grow up.

4) I'm paying off a bike that someone else is riding?! Yeah...I don't get that one. Shouldn't they be punished for stealing instead of my paying off the stolen item for them? It's kinda like buying something for a thief...with monthly payments..."awesome."

All this being said, the ultimate thing that I keep thinking about is how sick people have become. And seriously, stealing something like that??...on a Sunday??...ugh! I know that God has his reasons for letting things happen. And shoot, maybe it was stolen to prevent me from being in a bad accident. . . I really don't know. But all I can do is trust in God's plan for me...whatever that may be. All this stuff is gonna burn anyway. And I have no interest in a thief ruining one moment of my life. Sorry, but they're not really worthy of that kind of control. I've accepted that it's gone, it's just the beginning of another chapter in my life, that's all. Like I've said before, it's ok to have toys in life (to have fun), but it's not ok to let them control the owner or change him/her. I wish I had answers to this whole thing. I wish that that bike was recovered and whoever stole it be punished. But in all honesty, someone much bigger is the judge. And more importantly, it's God's plan...not mine. So all I can do is "Continue in Him," and not let recovering some "thing" become an obsession.

I'm learning more and more each day that this life contains so much more than the tiny-little box we try to fit it in. I actually feel sorry for the people that stole my bike. I feel sorry that they're not living joyfully. I feel sorry that they don't know how to bring joy to others, only heartache. What kind of a life is that? A life that deserves prayer more than anything. I'll welcome prayer too. Everyday is full of challenges and the repetitive need to forgive.

Adventurer

2009-06-16T01:19:00.000-07:00

Yesterday (Sunday) was my first day back to Skyline for a long time. I just wanna say that I love mountain biking! It brings out a side of me that doesn't come out in San Jose that much: care-free, adventurous, happy, and daring. There's just something about the "unknown" of adventure that excites me. I come alive out there and when I just let go and not worry it seems like God says, "Welcome back." Every time I bike up there, I always find something that makes me say, "Wow! God you're good." It makes me hope that someday I could share this with someone, which would be one of the greatest gifts.

The picture is of my favorite trail called Hawk Trail. It's made of a lot of dirt mounds that can effectively launch a biker pretty high in the air. Midway through I questioned its power, "That all you got, Hawk?!" I exclaimed. Three seconds later I mis-landed a high jump and could tell that I was going to end up on the dirt. I was a really smooth fall...one of those slow motion kinds where I could think through how to fall. No open wounds or bruises, which might have been due to my wearing launch pads during the trip. I got up and chuckled out loud, "Alright . . . nice . . . yeah, ok." I got my kicks and slowed down a little after that. Good times.

So...being my first day back, ATF I realized that I was over-ambitious in planning my trip. I was determined to bike to a particular secluded meadow at the end of the west trails that I've been to before. When I got there, I found that the short green grass grew into tall dry grass over the months, and was far from inviting for a place to sit and read. I took a little break none-the-less.

Biking there, just about wiped out my energy supply. On the way back up the trail, I walked most of the way. I don't think I've ever been that drained of energy. You know you're not looking too good when you're depending on your water to give you strength. I wanted to bike back along the trail to my car just to say, "I did it." But realistically, all that seemed to matter was simply, "getting back." I made it to the farthest north trail entrance along HWY 9 and decided to bike the rest of way along the highway. I wish I had more energy to bike the trail back, because I wasn't done having fun yet. But maybe next time I'll pack a lunch, and definately be in better shape. Good stuff and I can't wait to do it again!

Last Monday Made Me Smile

2009-05-21T12:57:00.000-07:00

I said that I'd write about some things that made my day during the week, this is one of them. (However, I'm not going to disclose names...not that it matters anyway).

There are a few customers who make my day when they come into the store; one being a gentleman in his late 40's who always buys a pound of Decaf Espresso every Monday night and his nightly triple grande latte around 9:30pm. Sometimes he lets his kids come along on his coffee run, Monday being one of those times. All of his kids are well mannered and it's evident that there is a lot of love in that family. His one daughter (the oldest maybe in 4th grade) is the cutest little button ever. His second oldest (maybe in second grade) yup...his sly smile reminded me of my brother when we were little. The youngest was maybe in kindergarten...cute kid.

"You guys keepin' Dad company tonight?" As if prompted to respond in one accord, "YES....," they said. "We were just at the grocery store...did you know that they give away free samples of cookies in the bakery sometimes?" Thinking of my brother, I chuckled and said, "Well when my brother and I were little, I used to ask him to get the cookie samples because I was too shy." Excitement filled their feet with nervous shuffling when the oldest asked with an inviting smile, "Well we could get you a cookie if you wanted." "Awe...that's sweet of you, but you don't have to do that," I responded thankfully. This evoked a couple random jump spirts of excitement from the two boys as the oldest said, "It's ok...maybe we could."

They left waving "bye" and smiling. I think their Dad was getting a kick out of this as much as I was. The excitement and joy from those silly kids warmed my heart. About 10 minutes later I hear a "Hey!" I looked up as she said, "We brought you a cookie!" offering the present with two hands in front of her....dang, it felt like someone just gave me the world.

"Aaaawwe...'no-way,'" I said surprisingly, through the most joyful smile I've had in a long time. "That's soooo sweet of you...awe." "I said I'd get one for you," she said with a smile. Her Dad was smiling too, only with pride; blessed to know about his daughter's giving heart. I thanked them again and waved goodbye as they left.

Even today, I still can't get over how awesome that was! I haven't felt like that in a long time! Being, by far, the most difficult week of school ever, I took that moment with open arms.

Study Update...

2009-05-21T05:53:00.000-07:00

All-nighter successful. I'm alert, but we'll see how much stuff I'm able to cover for the final. Didn't get all the material, but a little is better than taking an F, or giving up. I'll keep ya posted. Thanks for the prayer!

God Is Good...

2009-05-19T12:42:00.000-07:00

Dang...everyday this week has been made. Little things in life I guess, but still...they're big to me. I'm on the "Gotta Keep Going" train right now, and have two more days until I'm home free. Things are good, life is in perspective, my days are bright, and I feel blessed beyond belief. Thank you all for your prayers! I'll knock out a big update at the end of the week. Gotta get to practicing now...sax jury at 2:45pm. Thanks again =)

Doing Great...Will Do Better With Prayer...

2009-05-16T14:00:00.000-07:00

Again, I will keep this brief. Gotta finish up a long paper that I've been working on for a while. Work's been good but I'm scheduled 40 hours (5 days) from last Thursday-this Tuesday straight. I'm getting stuff done and staying very positive. Please just pray for sleep at night (last night was rough) and alertness while I work on my studies. It'd help out a whole bunch. I'll have time to breathe after next Thursday (my last final), and let ya'll know how everything went. Thanks guys!

-Chris

Encouraged

2009-05-16T00:07:00.000-07:00

I'll write more about it later, but I am blessed and encouraged this weekend. Kinda nice when an absolute stranger has a dramatically positive impact on personal life perspective. Have crazy homework/papers/practicing to do for next week finals and juries, but I'll get there...just a matter of time. More to come about all this next week...

Busy Week List

2009-05-04T13:49:00.000-07:00

- I got my phone fixed today (yeay)
- Got car insurance again (after a 2 month lapse...yikes, but need to have pictures taken again)
- Getting apartment ready for a moving out inspection
- Fixing an error on my IRS Return =(
- Fixing an error on my home phone bill =(
- Fixing my student loan ( Need to talk with Wells Fargo and Financial Services at SJSU. They started to bill me early) =(
- Send tux shirt for dry cleaning for concert Friday
- Practicing for master class performance tomorrow night
- Practicing for concert Friday night
- Working 36 hours this week (yikes)
- Doing tons of homework and papers
- Cooking/cleaning/laundry/bills

Ugh...almost home...gotta get there

People Are Funny - Part 1003

2009-04-19T16:26:00.000-07:00

I forgot to write about this, and those in customer service will find a good laugh from this story (I'll write in the present tense, though this happened a couple weeks back).

Today I was 'drink engineer,' making drinks on bar. A little chica came in and (I guess) she thought it to be a good idea to show off her 'cute' dog by walking it right on inside the store. [Note: I still don't understand why people bring animals inside public buildings]. Not having her attention yet, I said, "That's a cute dog (which was far from the truth, but I needed to be nice), but we actually don't allow animals inside the store because..." And right before I could finish my sentence, the dog lifted his leg and peed all over our display and floor. I finished my sentence with, "...for that very reason." The girl didn't say anything, just tugged on the dog to make him stop and waited outside until her boyfriend came out with their drinks. There was no, "I'm sorry...can I clean that up for you," or anything of the sort. I'm sure you all could imagine what I was thinking. People are funny I guess <--- put nicely. "Ooops, you needed that 6 shot espresso so you could stay awake to write that paper?" I'm kicking myself that I thought she wanted decaf...sorry.

Aye yai yai

2009-03-08T18:44:00.000-07:00

I'm all homeworked out. Today I started my homework journey at 12:30pm in Cupertino's Starbucks, and just finished (6:50pm). I'm pooped. Gotta go home to practice, clean, cook, do laundry, taxes, financial aid, and get some days off at work for June. Dang...does it ever end? I probably won't get to all of those, but it's my never ending list of "stuff". Gotta go and start another crazy week. As Levar Burton would say, "I'll see ya next time."

But I'll Try Focusing on the Good

2009-03-08T13:54:00.000-07:00

Today I went riding over to the Cupertino Starbucks I usually visit. On the way, my backpack came unzipped so I pulled over on the side of the freeway. As I was ready to get back on the road, a car pulled over in front of me. At first I was going to go, but the thought, "He might be pulling over for me," crossed my mind. The man stepped out of his car and started walking towards me. As I pulled forward to meet him, he asked, "Everything alright?" "Yeah, thank you for asking, everything's fine," I responded. I told him why I pulled over and blessed him for pulling over.

The rest of the way to Starbucks, I kept repeating, "That totally blows my mind!" I thank God for that moment. It lifted my spirits. Ok, so there are good people, and I'll gladly accept what happened today with open arms.

2009-03-06T17:02:00.000-08:00

Ok . . . a little about me, maybe considered venting...wait let me get my soapbox. I wish we could wear our values on our sleeves. One that I would wear is, "Values Kept Promises." If I make plans or tell someone that I'm going to do something or be somewhere, I plan to follow through with it. I grow tired of folding or flaking becoming "the norm." I value my time and I value other peoples' time.

Last week I was given the invitation to a movie. It just so happened that I had the evening free (the first time since January). I was looking forward to getting out and enjoying some time with friends, away from my busy schedule. When I called to finalize the plans for the evening, my two calls and texts went unanswered. I waited about four hours and still no response. Urgently, I called my friends to fill the extracurricualr time void. Luckily, one of my friends did not have any plans, so I secured some time. (To this day, I never heard back from this person).

This says two things to me...1) "I don't think you're time is important." 2) "I don't think you're important for an apology." Excuse my french, but these two slaps in the face pisses me off. I graciously accepted an invitation and made time for someone, and this is the thank you I receive. If this happened once, I would chaulk this speach up to an over-reaction. But it is not the case. Time after time my plans are discarded as nothing more than an inconvenience. I am becoming annoyed with the non-shalaunt [spelling??] attitude and trend of flaking. Making a promise is the same as attaching a personal stamp-of-approval or signature on something, which should be followed through. Especially upon seeing that person again. Grow some, and apologize. Flaking says so much about someone (more than they know or can comprehend).

This brings to question what do values mean? They are something that someone holds close to his/her heart. I understand that I cannot "force" my values on someone else. All I can do is stick to mine. When someone doesn't uphold similar values, I accept that. But when someone's values aren't respected, it's not respecting that person; and that's ultimately what I have a problem with. So, let me put this as ""socially acceptable"" as I can..."It's not the other person's problem that you're having a problem with that person's value differences." Which is nothing but a big pile.

I know that I am preaching to the choir, and that this isn't news to any of you; but it is something that I wish I can tell people about me, right-off-the-bat. My mood for this week, if you haven't guessed, is "Disappointed With People;" because it's becoming absolutely rare to find people who follow through. I guess this would be a good time to tell Joe that I'm sorry about not showing up for rock climbing in Yosemite 5 months ago. (Satire in italics)

The Life of a Student

2009-03-06T15:21:00.000-08:00

The past couple of weeks have been super busy with work, school, and keeping up with my weekly responsibilities. Last Friday night, I actually found time (3 hours + no rain) to go to dinner and get in some bike riding with my friend, Brian. Good times. To keep this (and how needed/valuable it was) in perspective, that was the first time I've gone out since school started, back in January. I'm starting to get overwhelmed with everything, but I just gotta keep driving through it. I'm thinking about giving private saxophone lessons to bring in some extra money to ease finances. So I'll keep ya posted about that. Today is the first day of no rain since that day and it's supposed to be sunny until next Wednesday, so that'll lift my spirits big time. That's all for now, gotta get back to homework, practicing, and getting ready for our concert tonight.

Why I Couldn't Live In Oregon...Sorry Mom and Dad :)

2009-02-15T15:02:00.000-08:00

So it's been raining for a full week now, and has been gray and wet out for about two weeks. Today, it unrelentlessly keeps falling from the sky; as if, in it's own way, saying, "I'm the new standard, get used to it sucka." I'm beginning to have withdrawals from not being able to support my mountain bike/sport bike addiction. I love clear skies. I love the beautiful contrast of colors that fill the sky throughout the day, as if a painting is continuosly being created just for us. I don't like this ceiling of clouds that seems to control my outdoor activities. But to counter all of this with an understanding of God's ever continuous balance of life, we need the rain.

If We Only Knew

2009-01-19T13:10:00.000-08:00

So I've been reading "Wild at Heart" by John Eldredge. Interesting perspectives for sure. I'm reading chapter 7 and came across some scriptures of how God the Father looks at His children. Some of the versus were 1 Cor. 6:11, Rom. 8:1, Ps. 103:12. They made me think, "I think we'd look at God a lot differently if we knew the whole story." Sure, most of it is logged in the Bible. However, just as reading someone's book, doesn't mean that we truly understand what the author was feeling or going through at the time. I know that it would change my life perspective if I knew the "inside scoop."

Totally Stoked!!!

2008-12-21T16:33:00.001-08:00

So in two days, I'm headed up to Oregon to see the folks, bro and sis. I can't wait to see everybody. Sippin' on some spiced up nog . . . heh heh. I know that the few days with them will fly by, so I'll savor every moment with them. Woo Hoo!!! See you guys soon!

Battle Wounds

2008-12-18T17:11:00.000-08:00

So yesterday, it finally all caught up with me. I'll spare you the graphic pictures I took, but I took a pretty good spill on my moutain bike. I hit a slick spot coming down a dirt mound and the handlebars flipped backwards to the left as I went over them. It seemed like every part of my body took the impact, but my knee took the blunt of it all; it got cut open pretty deep. At first I didn't know if I broke anything, but I knew my leg hurt a whole lot. I biked home bleeding out of my knee as I held my shorts over the wound. I made my way to San Jose Reginal ER and got four stitches. I think having such a wonderful nurse helped ease my pain.

So there's my battle scar story. Next time I get out riding (which won't be for another 14 days), I'm going with knee/shin guards. I don't really wanna go through with this again, even though it makes for an awesome story :).

"So Long and So Far Away" Is Changed Into Something Greater

2008-12-16T16:46:00.000-08:00

Yup, so I am headed back to school in the Winter/Spring after a semester break. I just checked my spreadsheet to see how much further the school road is ahead of me. and quickly became briefly discouraged. I still have 16 classes to take. That's in addition to the 4 classes I'm required to take every semester (Lessons, Sax Ensemble, Performing Ensemble, Listening Hour). Ugh...it seems soooooooo far.

But life is good. Everyday is a gift. And what really matters is how I use each day. I guess life will always have that "next thing" to accomplish. No matter how many things we accomplish, there's always the next idea, "Ok, so what's next?" It's funny how I am realizing more each day that life doesn't stop, even when on vacation...there will always be something to come back to. So in understanding this, I find it easier to live each day like it was my last (the thinking of everyday is a gift) and not to think how much more I have in order to accomplish something, how much longer I have in order for me to be what I want to be. I become who I want to be everyday by choice. Everyday is an accomplishment if we live it to our full potential.

Where I've Been

2008-12-07T14:25:00.000-08:00

So here's the map of where I've been. The bottom dot is where I started yesterday, and the top dot is where I turned around. On my last trip, I ended up at the first place I set in to take some trails (a little north of Horseshoe Lake, one of the pics). Total biking distance yesterday was 16 miles of trails. Fun stuff. I took a pretty good fall yesterday attempting to bike up a series of rocks on the trail...(I failed). Lets just say I hope I can have kids still...ha! I kept going though...thinking of something my brother would say, "Gotta get there."

Long Time, No See...

2008-12-07T12:53:00.000-08:00

Ok, so it's been a very long time that I've thrown in a post here. I've been pretty busy these past two months. A couple months ago, I discovered a love for mountain biking. I've posted a few pics to show you guys where I've been. My last trip was yesterday up at Skyline (up HWY 9 here). It was about 15 miles (about 3 1/2 hours) total...I was dang tired afterwards. There is so much beautiful country up there. These pics are the easy and pretty parts of the trip. Maybe next time I'll take some pics of the crazier stuff. I'll upload a pic of the map of the area later today. Hope you enjoy!

Finally...A Show About What Really Matters!!

2008-09-17T09:12:00.000-07:00

Dude...so what's up with Paris Hilton's New BFF? Do people seriously watch this stuff? I watched a little of it just to see what shinanigans she's up to. Wow...yeah, that's 10 minutes of my life I'm not getting back. Well I guess if nobody wants to be your friend, you can just host a TV show to get one. I'm sure dad couldn't be more proud. Hats off to Paris for thinking outside of the box!

9/11

2008-09-16T09:32:00.000-07:00

So seven years ago (2001) I was going to visit my bro out in PA. The first week of the visit was kinda rough 'cause I was pretty crabby from a jet lag trip back from China the day before. The second week was much better as I lightened up a lot and adjusted to the time change. The second week we decided to pack a cooler and go for it: a car trip to NY, then Washington D.C., then back home (all in 3 days)...kinda crazy, but fun. We saw a lot. We took the World Center Trade Tower tour in NY. We went up to the very top and saw quite a view. We took the tourist picture at the set up they had there in the building. The date: Sept 4th.

The thing that scared me (the strangest feeling of my life)...was my Mom rushing into my bedroom a week later telling me to wake up and watch the news about the Trade Towers. I came into her room and watched the news as a plane flew into the 2nd tower. I watched in absolute dumbfoundedness.

Weeks earlier, I was asking for vacation off from work. I had three weeks that I could take. The plan was to take the China trip (1 week), wait 1 week when I returned to get used to the time change, then take the other 2 weeks out to PA. For some reason I didn't postpone my trip out to PA, I took the next day's flight out. If I postponed my trip 1 week, we would have been on the Trade Towers when they were hit.

All I can say is thank you, Lord. I still can't understand how God worked that one.

Temptation

2008-09-06T11:08:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was an overwhelming day for me. I normally do a little Bible study before I go to sleep. But last night, I scratched that idea and just spoke to God. I was dumbfounded how Jesus could walk through temptation and still keep His eyes focused on the Father. I was slapped in the face yesterday with very 'worldly' situations that wore me out. Even though I didn't compromise, I felt extremely distant from God. I guess it's times like these that having brothers and sisters to fellowship with is important. I guess it's a lesson of never letting my guard down to how strongly satan can use this world to pull Christians away from God. I know that we need to put on the armor of God and be strong in Him, but I'm pretty tired right now. Sometimes I wish that Jesus was physically here so I could spend a day with Him. I could use that right about now.

People Are Amusing, Part 1001

2008-09-04T14:25:00.001-07:00

I was working the bar on a closing shift yesterday when a gal said, "Oh wow, you guyz have oatmeal now, reeelly?" "Yup." "Wow...is it...like...good?" Laughing inside to the ignorance of how oatmeal tastes I replied, "Well...it's oatmeal. It tastes the same no matter where ya get it...it's just oats and water." I think my reply might have hinted at my intolerance for girls thinking that 'playing dumb' is cute. I guess I surprise people when I don't respond in accordance to the game they want to play. Eh....probably shouldn't have said anything at all. But on the other hand maybe people will begin thinking that being intelligent is the way to go. I find it more humorous than anything, sorry if it sounds mean. =)

Umm...can I get an oatmeal frap??

2008-09-04T14:25:00.000-07:00

Ok...so the powerful and innovative Starbucks Thinking Machine just rolled out with the latest craze of the century!! That's right, you guessed it...OATMEAL...BAM!

I have yet to experience the, "Umm, yeah, gimme a half-caf, triple-grande, 3/4 pump vanilla, 1/3 non-fat, 1/3 breve, 1/3 soy, light whip, latte...oh ya, could you mix oatmeal into that with half a packet of brown sugar??"

Don't get me wrong, I think it's a pretty spiffy and healthy alternative to the 430 calorie filled apple fritter. But I really don't want to see Starbucks "Going The Way Of The 'Oat Soup.'" <---- MxPx reference (shout a holla if ya know what I'm talkin about!)

Early Monday Morning

2008-08-29T10:36:00.001-07:00

Went to go surfing again today super super early. It was pretty inconsistant out there. I'm tired and I'm headed off to sleep

Ok...but really??

2008-08-29T10:36:00.000-07:00

So...when I came into work the other day I was greeted and given the low-down on the morning's happenings. Long story short...evidently, a customer forgot and left his cell phone in our lobby. When he returned looking for it, someone had stolen it. He was so frustrated that he called...well...I'll call this person "an important leader in our region." This employee apologized to him on 'our' behalf and called us to ask what action we're going to take to prevent future situations like this from happening.

Ok, I can understand the customer's frustration in something of his being stolen. I admit, I was a little miffed when my motorcycle helmet strap was cut from being locked down to my bike at Eastridge, yes. But these two people, customer and employee, just amused me with passing blame to the next person. Anyway, people are so good with getting other people to apologize for their own faults.

It's hilarious (I guess?) that people don't take responsibility for their own mistakes anymore.

Half Time

2008-08-24T11:59:00.000-07:00

Well it's official...I am taking one semester off from school. On Friday, I let my professors and fellow saxophonists know that I'll be taking the time off. Mixed responses, yes. I'm taking the time off not as an escape to an overwhelmed schedule, but to develop a closer relationship with God and work on maintaining good living habits.

God has taught me a lot these past two weeks. I've realized that "Godly living" is not only maintaining a relationship with God, but letting Him affect every aspect of my life including my responsibilities (cooking, cleaning, exercising, etc.) I've been reading Rick Warren's "The Purpose Driven Life" and one thing that really convicted me was the following passage.

"Our time on earth and our energy, intelligence, opportunities, relationships, and resources are all gifts from God that he has entrusted to our care and management. We are stewards of whatever God gives us."

Psalms 24:1

"The earth is the Lord's, and everything in it,

the world, and all who live in it"

This might be a little extreme, but I was thinking if Jesus would visit my apartment today, would I be embarrassed to have Him over? Have I taken care of the apartment He has graciously provided for me? And what about my health? Have I taken care of the vessel that He's provided me? I know that I have much to change. I'd probably be too stressed to work on this while attending school, and has become too important for me to put off any longer. So this will be my project over the next few months, and school is taking the back burner this time around.

Dawn Patrol

2008-08-18T14:17:00.001-07:00

BAM!!! Totally went surfin today! It's been a while, but I finally got to catch some waves over at 'the hook' in Capitola. I got up at 4:50am, strapped down my board, made a stop at Starbucks down the street for a Grande Pike Place Roast and Classic Coffee Cake, and left for the ocean.

It was just getting light out right when I got there. It was low tide and there were pretty good sets rolling in. I rode in a couple of good ones. Dang, it's so awesome riding a wave, just so smooth...nothing like it. Pretty chill people out today too, which made it even more relaxing. Good times.

I always think of my bro, Matt, whenever I get out surfin. He's the one who got me excited to try it a long time ago. We always set out early before dawn and listened to Postal Service and Yellowcard on the way over. I still listen to them when I go, makes me remember those fun mornings. It'd be dope to be able to catch some waves with him again...great company! But I don't know if Santa Cruz could handle the Olds Brothers again! HaHa . . . love ya bro!

A Gift from God

2008-08-16T00:42:00.000-07:00

Today i was blessed to have the opportunity to get together with my sister, Holly from work. Wow, I can't remember the last time that I got together with a brother/sister in Christ to just talk about God. We met at a local Starbucks at 11am and just talked about what God has done in our lives over the months. Yes, time flies when you're having fun! I was actually late for my work shift at 3:45pm...but God covered the circumstances. It is so exciting and refreshing to have someone at work that encourages me to live for Christ.

God is really changing my perspective on life (again). He's changing the way I see people and circumstances. I've been blessed to see a much larger picture of life, while also realizing how short of a time we are here. It is wonderful to be able to see how special God's children are, and what He is doing through them for His glory. I can't even describe how great it felt to fellowship with such a blessed sister in Christ! I walked away feeling honored to be able to share that time together. How encouraging that was!

Angry, Tired, and Heartbroken

2008-08-13T22:27:00.000-07:00

The closer I get to Jesus, the uglier this world becomes. I now understand why Jesus died of a broken heart.

I need to get this off my chest...not an uplifting message, just what I'm going through the past couple of days...sorry if it's blunt.

I normally work the closing shift (3:45pm-12:15am). Most of the customers who come in during this shift are kids (16 y.o. - 25 y.o.). I use 'kids' to describe their level of maturity. When I go outside to clean up the patio, all I typically hear is, "So like, that was so 'F'-ed up, right?" "Like, I know right?" "She's such a ___;" "He's such a ___." It's F-word this and B-word that. During my 5 minute spin, I hear almost every kind of curse word that has been thought up for the English language, and too many times to count.

These are the people that couldn't define kindness to save the world. I could go on and on about how people just turn and walk away without saying anything after I make eye contact and wish them a nice day, or thank them for their business. Seriously, what is that?! Forget the rejection of a declined sale as a salesman. This is a genuine, "Hope you have a nice day." And that person acknowledges by, not smiling, but rolling his/her eyes. This is the type of culture that has taken over San Jose and I just don't understand it! The majority of this culture type is younger than me, which bothers me even more. This is our future? 'End times' anybody?

Angry: Where is the kindness...or com'on at the least...the manners?!
Tired: 8 1/2 hours of this a day!
Heartbroken: These are people that Christ loves and died for. They were once little innocent children of God, and this is what they've become? (I'm no different, just making a point here). If I'm feeling this way about all of it, I can't imagine how their Maker feels.

I understand that we are to be warriors for Christ. I'm all for that! I guess I've just become annoyed from all of this. I know that this is getting to more of the root of my frustration with this area, but I am trying to figure out what to do about it all. One thing that I am doing is staying close to Jesus.

Blowin' My Mind!

2008-08-12T14:47:00.000-07:00

So last night I was reading about Moses and Israel in the book of Numbers. The Bible’s stories are filled with so much wisdom of how to handle everyday life. It’s such a great story that I want to keep reading. But it just gets too much to think about. I went to sleep, almost overwhelmed, with all the information and guidance in the Bible. I know the main thing is a relationship with Jesus; but there’s just so much knowledge the Bible possesses, that my brain hurts sometimes just reading and thinking about it. It's difficult to wrap my head around how big God and His plan really are. One thing is for sure, I love my Maker!

Wow...Only In San Jose

2008-08-11T18:05:00.000-07:00

Where's the camera? I know this has to be a practical joke...

Life is humorous, filled with amusing people and situations. "Just laugh it off," is something I remember my Mom always saying, which is exactly what I did today...Here goes...

By the way...this happened the same day and place, but after my last blog. I was sitting on a couch (more of a love seat) in our local Starbucks today, enjoying reading my book and journaling. I had left my backpack, book, and notebook on the couch and table to save my spot as I used the restroom. When I returned, a lady had moved my backpack over and was sitting right where I was sitting. I said to myself, "Are you serious??" So I reluctantly sat down on the other cushion next to her, and she didn't even say a word or look up. She just kept reading...HA! Seriously!!...what do you do with that??!! This is the funny part...there were 11 out of 15 other tables, couches, and seats in the store that were clean and NOT being used. The place was pretty much empty. I thought it was hilarious! It was one of those things that you'd see on a practical joke show. I collected my belongings and moved to another table and laughed inside at how oblivious people can be. HAHA!

Seeing With Different Eyes

2008-08-11T16:30:00.001-07:00

I started my day today at a local Starbucks drinking my usual Ice Venti, 3 Pump White Mocha, Iced Coffee. I started reading a book which was given to me years ago, "The Purpose Driven Life." I've learned the more time spent reading about Jesus, whether in the Bible or other Christian books, the more uplifted I become. (Today was one of those uplifting days.) Now, probably everyone who knows me, knows that I am not big on reading. But I decided to give it a shot.

I read a couple chapters and started reflecting on my day yesterday. There are two roads in this life that are becoming much more clear to me. I see where they start, know what to expect as I travel them, and know where I will end up. One road is the relationship with Christ, His love, His guidence, His voice, and His plan of a joy-filled and powerful life beyond dreams, completely apart from this world. The other road is paved with a self centered, "have to outdo," "here to make you jealous," "life is a competition and I'm winning" attitude. This is the road that consumes most of the area in which I live, and is easy to get caught up into it.

It's the road with Christ on which I am reminded of the movie, "The Matrix." I know that sounds kinda dorky, but whatever. Neo is the main character in the storyline. Neo wants to be "set free" from the Matrix and shown the true world, how it is that day. He discovers that the real world is much different than the pretend, Matrix-world in which he was living. When Neo is "plugged into" the Matrix, he realizes that it's not real and people are just living a lie. He understands that there's more to life and that he's not a part of that world anymore.

We need to renew our minds in God's Word and remember that this world is not our home. But even though this isn't our home, God wants to use us to spread His love and do powerful things for His Glory if we let Him.

Entertaining Angels

2008-07-31T13:31:00.001-07:00

After work tonight (I should say "this morning"), I was greeted with an opportunity which taught me something about provision. I know that God will provide because He loves his children. But this provision isn't just a one way street. We can't provide God with any 'thing', but we can be used by God to provide for those in need. Be encouraged to provide for those in need because it's God doing the providing and using His vessel (us) to meet a need. It's an honor to work in His plan when I least expect it. See God in opportunities that could bless someone, and tell them it's God who's blessing them.

Let's See Where This Goes...

2008-07-31T13:31:00.000-07:00

Well, I just returned home to San Jose last night from a wonderful visit with my folks in Oregon. The trip was just an awesome experience! There weren't any distractions around, just great company and God's beautiful outdoors. I had a lot of time to think about life, my relationship with Jesus, and how I've been connecting the two (or lack of). Since I've been very reflective these past few weeks, it came to mind to start a blog. (I got the idea from my bro 'cause he has one). It's kinda strange that anyone can read this stuff...so that's why I say, "Let's see where this goes." But hopefully some of the things that I'm walking through and write about, can help someone who reads it. I'm also starting this page and opening up to let people know a little bit more about me, so I guess it can serve as a type of accountability. Anyway, there's the run-down.

The following verse has been on my mind this past week. Being up in Oregon, away from everything except God was a renewal process for me.

Romans 12:2
"Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is - his good, pleasing and perfect will."