Following Jesus. I'm learning how to know him emotionally, not just intellectually. Thankfully, He has patience and grace with stubborn, unfaithful, judgemental people like myself. Loving Salena. She's an awesome wife. Simply being with her is so satisfying. Playing drums in worship. Watching God move through what I do is absolutley stunning. It is the most heart-breakingly fulfilling thing I've ever felt, and to know that God has even bigger plans for Salena and me in ministry is craziness. I also have interest in un-manly things like interior design and decorating, cooking, fashion, and cosmetology. And holy crap I love great jeans and Robert Wayne shoes. Call me what you will; it won't be the first time. I've got a new project that eats all my money. It's a 66 Chevy truck, it will be dark. And on the tail end, I like to imagine myself riding fast on the ol' CBR and pulling miles-long standup wheelies past the Suwanee police squad. But that's beside the point...
I'd like to meet:
I'd love to meet the Apostle Paul. And Elijah. And then I'd get them to arm wrestle. I'd also like to meet myself in 10 years. I'd ask the old me which stocks made the most money, and whether or not my hair will turn gray and fall out from so much mohawk glue. And then the old me would sarcastically ask the young me "what's your deal?!?" because the young me says that God will provide everything he needs but never really believes it. Then old me would just say "You should shut up and believe what you say. It's faith, retard".
I'd like to meet Jesus face to face. I'd ask Him what "seeking the face of God" is really supposed to mean, when even Moses could only handle seeing God's back without getting killed. Paul and Elijah will be there across the divine kitchen table, looking at Jesus and me, shrugging their shoulders in bewilderment.View All Friends | View Blog | Add Comment
Music:
I'm on a techno swing. The guys at work don't so much care for it, but it's awesome. 6 cups of coffee, a techno podcast or two, and I'm off to make millions in the paint shop. I'm also on a huge Natalie Walker kick. There's something about her voice that captures me. My relatively small collection of music has stuff like Boston, the Beach Boys, Earth Wind and Fire, Elvis, Madonna, The Bravery, the Darkness, Frank Sinatra, loads of late-model contemporary Christian that I just can't bring myself to either listen to or throw away, and extensive collections of various worship music. I love worship. I especially love worship that is written as an intimate relationship between just God and me. The big church corporate worship stuff is dime-a-dozen- Neccesary, but cliche. Broken hearted stuff is where it's at. If I could just stay there...
Movies:
I usually find myself steering for the all-too-typical plotless shallow-guy movies. You know, the ones with the fast cars and motorcycles, hot chicks, guns and exlposions, comedic one-liners, and a happy ending. I also like to remember movies that were emotionally trying for me, like Titanic or that Narnia movie. That one about the notebook was good too. And how can I forget the quintessential Donnelly film, Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail. Oh, the thousands of sleepovers we had as kids where we all fell asleep two-thirds of the way through.
Television:
Are you so daft to even ask?!? Lost!?! Did you know that if you put "the numbers" 4 8 15 16 23 42 in google maps like 48.151,.62.342- it shows you a spot of uncharted water hundreds of miles off the coast of Australia-- towards LA. no lie. I also DVR Top Gear, Monk, Psych, LA Ink, and Mythbusters. I tried to watch that Smash Lab show, but they suck. Kari, Tori, and Grant would totally win in a celebrity deathmatch.
Books:
Why is it that I can sit and read classic truck magazines over cereal, but I ultra-hesitate to sit and read a few chapters of the Bible? I'm rooting for more books on cd. Books suck.
Heroes:
Mom. Dad. Josh Q. Roland H. Salena D. and Devin. Holy crap and Jesus. and Elijah.
