bend, not break

There are people that talk.

There are people that listen.

There are people that take.

There are people that give. 

The talkers and takers don't always understand that the listeners and givers are people too. They need to talk and take sometimes for themselves.

Talkers and takers remain strong.

Listeners and givers cannot always compete. 

christian bashing, my favorite

I realized tonight that christians are probably their own worst enemy. Sure the world gets pissy with christians and sure they get frustrated with them. But when christians start to rip at each other's throat, that's probably where the problem erupts.

Everyone has a different style of evangelism, and of course one group of people is going to think the other is doing it wrong. I am a strong believer is evangelizing through relationships, but having intentional relationships with people. I know quite a few people get where I am coming from and do the same thing.

Some christians are a firm believer of the tract. As awful as they are, they work for some.

I just don't get it when the two styles begin to bash the other for how they connect other people to Christ. Why does it matter how someone comes to know God? Shouldn't we be celebrating the fact that another person was brought into the Kingdom of heaven? Is it really necessary to "hate" another christian because you feel like the way someone else evangelizes cramps your style?

Christians need to get over themselves.

Give the glory to the One who deserves it. 

Let people bring people to God how they see fit.

new year, new rules

So almost exactly a year ago I vowed to blog more about my life. As a filmmaker, I am always looking for a good story and I figured if I documented my life, I might come around something good.

A year later, I am still struggling to keep that initial vow.

Hopefully this year will be a better one. Not only with blogging, but all sorts of things. A new year does indeed mean you change how the game is played. After all, who wants to repeat 2008 action for action??

new year = new beginning

Turns out that with a new year new beginnings really do spring up. As exciting as these new beginnings are, it is always sad to put an end to the old ones. Well, I wouldn't say an end, but rather a hold. And it totally sucks because what was once so good and so pure and so real and so exciting has become stale, tainted, and almost fabricated. But with every life pause a new story arises. What's scary about that is with every new story comes the same feelings as before: the goodness, purity, realness, and excitement. And I know in my heart that what is being put on hold is real and meant to last. These people will always be in my life whether I want them to or not. I truly believe that the friendship we have is one from God and cannot be destroyed no matter what. This is just a bump in the road. A pause. A hold. I just hope that with the new beginning, it stays fresh and exciting. One night's adventure can tell you a lot about a future relationship.

Just remember that nothing gold can stay.

Well, that's a little pessimistic. But things that are gold stay shiny for a little while, become dull, and shine right back up again. So I guess the saying can be 'nothing gold can stay gold its entire duration of existence.'

Boy was that a mouthful.

I am not Martha Stewart.

So today is Christmas Eve (obviously) and it is traditional for my sister and I to bake goodies for the family. As my sister is married and has begun new traditions with her new family, it is pretty much up to me to live strong and to carry on what we started. I reckon I might be under prepared for a job this big.

The cookies were way too gooey and not cooked all the way, and the brownies burned like a champion.

Oh well. There is always next year.

Highway 50

So today was a disaster. I went looking for the Bealls in Winter Garden because they have this sale going on and mother wanted me to pick something up for her. I spent two stinkin hours driving around looking for this store. The worst part about it is that I was one street away from being where I should have been. ONE. And it took me what? TWO HOURS. Man, I had some serious teenage angst. I just need to invest in a GPS. Those suckers never leave you astray.

Cheese and rice, what I do for the love of a parent.

So final exams suck.

I'm exhausted.
I'm angry.
I'm stressed.

Why can't me and my friends just open that pet shop/ ice cream store we have always dreamed of? Who needs college???