Back on the Map

Back on the Map
The hour glass is just about spent and its time to flip that beast in about a week. I can honestly say that i feel like this summer is the first time in my life that i actually had some postive and constructive cognitive thinking going on. I mean when i was a kid i would be so impulsive and act so much more on attitudes or emotions rather than rationale. Needless to say im still probably guilty of that 90 percent of the time.What i have learned this summer:Life is about independence and what you do with your independence defines yourself. No matter what anybody says here i strongly believe that free will reigns above all and what we do with that gift makes or breaks us. Will you use that independence to influence for good "God's agenda" or will you use it to bottle up your detachment from God and create a selfish reality for yourself that is built on molding idols around you in such a fashion that you go blind from them. Not to say that even if your doing your best to stand for God's purpose that you wont be tempted to succomb to the glitz and glamour of this world. What does that mean to succomb to the world. Is that having a few drinks at the local dive? Is that going to far with your girlfriend? Hell thats why Tupac coined the infamous callout, "Only God can judge me". Everyone had it in for 2pac since he came on the scene. All he was doing was exposing his life and the reality of his surroundings. I mean John Denver can sing about the rocky mountain high around him but 2pac cant talk about the pisshole that he lived in. How bout them apples.... Back to the topic at hand. People try to make religion out to be so easy at church about what is right and what isnt. What does it mean to truly comprimise ones self? You hear all the time about how Jesus invited tax collectors and the filth of his soceity to dinner and gatherings because he wanted to elevate them out of the trash. His actions were undoubtedly pure of heart and honestly i wish i could say that everytime i walked into a club or anywhere risky that my immediate reaction or thought would be how can i stand out to make a positive come from this seemingly negative atmosphere. Who knows... All i know is life is about bonding thru relationship. Once relationship is established than matters of the heart can be accessed and explored. Everyone values trust and without that relationships would be meaningless.well hopefully ill throw up some on my monitor in the near future but i just had to spray off some of the buzz kill. Golds time.Adios hombres

Pub'd mid-late august

Take me higher,
Giroshma

Peer pressure rules the school yard

This picture sums up the sing song experience...

Well I forgot that this practice of blogging existed... Needless to say some positive peer pressure brought me back to fruitful plain. As I sit here and listen to Lynn Anderson bring the word over a westover webcast, rub my pasty dry thighs down with Equate classic cherry almond lotion, and try to hold focus as my maw rattles metal rods around in attempt to put together another clothing rack in which i will use to just clutter in all my fraggle rock collectors items i reminisce on last night. I ask myself is victory as good as it gets or is there a place higher. Im not talking about Heaven you eggheads...Im talking about achieving a peace and pride in working hard on something and remembering fondly about how the goal was achieved. To reflect on an absolute understanding of one's role on a team with a drive and focus. Is that what we had... haha probably not at all but it was still a heck of a time. I think i was almost just as excited for a lot of the guys around me getting pumped up than any kind of inner satisfaction that i received.
I almost feel guilty because now im already looking to whats next... its the attack the moment mentality and once its been devoured i shoot toward whats next on the plate. Sometimes i just need to slow down and not worry so much. Ultimately God is in control and i can only do the best that i can to take of business in his regard to everyday life. Sometimes its done better than other days.
Just peeping the watch and im about 25 minutes into the westover webcast of todays Sunday morning service and i cant deny that this a refreshing new look at our Sunday morning service. We get caught up in shaking hands, flashing smiles, and kissing babies that sometimes we forget to focus on the delivery of the service. Granted we learn a lot about God thru all that church "fellowship" and interpersonal relation while we are there. It is nice to have minimal distractions and to just hear the message without watching a baby throw up on their mother again for the fourth time before communion even sneaks up on us. Its good to hear familiar voices doing familiar good acts on the webcast. Don't worry you will find me in a pew next week i promise not to slip into the glitz and glamour of my sparkling monitor.

Final thoughts....
How did Bode Miller become the Nike Olympic poster boy? Don't you usually have to NOT SUCK TOASTIES as an athlete and as a person to be endorsed. What a joke. They should have just sent Terrell Owens for the Downhill skiing events instead. Where's the mighty ducks when we need them the most in torino 06. Goldberg and Charlie wherever you are... Rest easy in knowing that you gentleman are the TRUTH.

Dipsy doo dunkaroo....

dude swashbangle my brains together because i have finally realized that i suck at transition. Lindsay always harps on me for that but i dont even have a chance when changes come. Trying to get a new job, new class shedule, people are different, heck even myself, not to mention so many other changes that happen over the break. You know i started getting comfortable in austin again and then the rug gets pulled out. I get back here and its a whole different world...

Lately i have been thinking a lot about this summer. I am going to be an intern at church back home in austin. Just looking in the mirrior i see myself as a believer and also as a person so disconnected from God because i just do not know how to stay close with him for even more than a week. The bible is as foreign to me as Canada and i dont know where to start or how to attack it. I want accountability... but do i really. Is that to real. Not to mention i like listening to the music i listen to and i wouldnt trade my houston rap or my punk for a third day cd if my life depended on it. I just know that i love God because id be nobody right now without him. He has given me so many different opportunites to shine. Have i cashed in on all those... maybe not. But i feel for the most part i give a good crack at things. I just feel dwarfed by the people i know that are consumed in christ and i feel like im on the outside looking in. Just being raised the way i was with all the life that got blended in there makes it a enomorous mountain to climb... This is all so repetitive but i think about it a lot.

Basketball season is coming up... yet i dont find myself getting excited about it this year. When waterball came around i nearly found myself shaking with parkinsons the night before a game because i was so excited. its all good though...

aite well im getting antsy...
holla

what up world...

needless to say ive had a lot of shuffling lately but im back in the mix. Had a chance to do the austin thing for a while over the break and that was great. I went on the Westover high school retreat and it was good to hang with the kids and to get to know some of the shortys that i didnt know... welp im on the run i gotta be somewhere in 10 just thought id throw down.

Sing song on the dome...

harrison ford

Eatin nothin but Trix in 06

Lee Corso i know that deep down you are on the USC Trojan(MAN) bandwagon... dont think were stupid...


aite so i guess im gonna write in this bad boy every 2 weeks or so... sounds good to me. I usually write in my "captain's log" a few times a week so when i plop out some goodness on this its only extra...

well i had the chance to actually check out where my maw works the other night. She is the director of nurses in the ICU/ER at Seton downtown. When i walked up in there i was blown away because the first thing i noticed was all the blinking lights and cool electronics. I thought i was up on the motha pluckin starship enterprise. Needless to say everyone who works with her is vintage austin. That pretty much explains how out there they are. It was just wild to see how much responsibility my maw had at that hospital and i gained alot of respect for all the havoc she has to deal with there at work.

lets see...

i hit the alamo bowl with chad, cade, my pops, and the harpers down in san antone. It has probably been the most exciting bowl game so far...(cross my finger for the rose bowl) But it was was cool cause my pop flew down from carolina to hang out with us for a few days after christmas and that was all gravy. Hes doing good even though hes living on the reese cup and mountain dew diet. Bachelor life.... gotta respect it. Chad, ryan, and I drove thru downtown san antonio blaring the nebraska fight song on my megaphone and we had all of downtown rockin and rolling... those crazy corn huskers were lovin the crap outta it.

For new years i went up to dallas and helped linds move into her new apartment. Its a pretty cool little pad that she shares with lindsay king in south dallas. It has a freebirds and a chipotle about a mile away so heck i figure im a happy camper. We moved stuff almost all of friday and then eventually we hit a dallas stars game on new years eve. It was aite even though the stars lost 3-2. Then we went over to couchmans new crib in farmer's branch and kicked it. It was clean cause alot of the old dinosaurs were there like cblair, henley, kern, gibson, needless to say it had a high chill factor. So it was fab to hang with linds for like 4 days straight.

aite thats the status update... i cant write cause all i can think about is the rose bowl. Live the dream is getting sick in austin man.

stoke the fire,
harrison the great