ouch
thai omlette + oil + hand = ouch

best quote of the day:
“I didn’t think it would be all about politics…”
- Lisa, referring to why she isn’t liking the Bush School
second best quote of the day:
“Maybe it won’t be about politics. Maybe they just talked about that a lot today.”
- Lisa, attempting to justify why she might like the Bush School in the future.
so unlike many of the things i write on here, this is not polished or edited - just a random string of thoughts.
i encountered a poor, possibly homeless man in san antonio on the riverwalk this weekend. he was nice enough, and looking for a meal… whether he actually was looking for the meal or not is not my concern. God does not require that the money i give the poor be used in a certain way. the giving is my responsibility… the using is theirs, and we will each be blessed accordingly.
none the less, as i drove home, i felt disappointed in my actions. certainly i felt as though i’d acted out of a sense of charity and compassion… i truly did feel sorry for the man, and i gave cheerfully without wanting anything in return, though he offered to send money in the mail.
i suppose what bothers me the most is that if i’m honest, i think i just tried to buy him off. i wasn’t really interested in how i could help him. i didn’t care what his problems were, or why he was in the situation. i didn’t take the time to listen to his story. i don’t even know his name.
instead, in the busy rush to go get coffee that cost more than what i gave him, i passed by a hurting soul who needed jesus.
what a waste.
had a fantastic time this weekend at jeff and lauren’s wedding. perhaps more thoughts from the weekend to come, but for now, suffice it to say that it was a great time.
hopefully i can steal some pics from ben and have them posted later
went down to houston last night for robbie’s release party. definitely good times. i should have pictures up at some point.
for those of you who don’t know, robbie is a featured artist on itunes, so download his free single “better days”. buy the album too - it supports a worthy cause.
my first impression of the album is that it’s fairly good - i prefer the older release i think, but no doubt because i am more familiar with it.
a couple of quick notes while i’m editing these pictures:
1) concert lighting is bad.
2) concert lighting is bad.
3) concert lighting is bad.
yeah, that should take care of it.
A quick note on fisherman pants:
Fisherman pants with strings vs. fisherman pants with elastic.
Each has strongpoints… For instance, the pants with strings are, I would say, in general more comfortable. However, they suffer from a few numerous drawbacks, one of which I hadn’t considered until just now: Fisherman pants with strings are prone to those strings getting in the toilet as you sit down to do your business, where as pants with elastic are not.
Carry on.
so the project for the day is a youth group video… i purchased a usb2 card since my laptop is currently not with me due to motherboard replacement. at any rate, i should be tied up with that for most of the day. if i don’t respond to email’s/instant messages, please forgive me as i’m running both of those applications on my work computer and don’t check it nearly as often when i don’t have a laptop in front of me…
(sadly)
may you know God more than you know about him.
may you embrace the gift of life given freely by a God who loves you.
may you be one with Christ both in spirit and action.
and may his love find its place firmly in your heart -
not from without but within -
placed there by God himself.
“When Jesus saw him and knew how long he had been ill, he asked him,
‘Would you like to get well?’”
A simple question.
Are you here to be healed?
Yes or no.
Instead, he makes an excuse.
“I can’t, sir, for i have no one to help me into the pool.”
Here stands the man with all power - the master healer not only of sickness but of souls - a man asking “Do you want to be healed?” - and all we can do is make excuses.
My prayer is that when confronted by Jesus,
when offered healing,
I would not make excuses,
but bow at his feet
declaring
“Lord! If you are willing…”