The Edge

Once upon a time a young lad was born without a belly button. In its place was a golden screw. All the doctors told his mother that there was nothing they could do. He would have to live with it.

The years passed, and they were hard for the boy, as everyone who saw the screw made fun of him. Then one day, when he was fully grown, a mysterious stranger saw his belly and told him of a swami in Tibet who could get rid of the screw for him. The man was thrilled. They next day he took his life savings and bought a ticket to Tibet.

After several days of climbing up steep cliffs, he came upon a huge monastery. The swami knew exactly why he had come. He told the man to sleep in the highest tower of the monastery and the following day when he awoke, the screw would have been removed.

That night the man went to the room and fell asleep. While he slept, a purple fog floated in through an open window bearing in its mist a golden screwdriver. In just moments, the screwdriver removed the screw and disappeared out of the window.

The next morning when he woke, the man saw the golden screw laing on the pillow next to him. Reaching down, he felt his navel. The screw was gone! Jubilant, he leaped out of bed and his butt fell off.

made some...

changes. I changed the colors and the picture. I added the text. I'm still messing with it, but I have to stop now to work on some homework. Before I go, I'll give a quick update...

Elizabeth went to Baker city with Chanelle yesterday, but she comes back tomorrow, yes! I'm really looking forward to dodgeball tonight, my good buddy Jeff (ramseagull) Ramsey is coming with me so it will be a good time...It's amazing how many things a person can find to do when they really need to do their homework...crud.

CHAD! I was looking back at my old livejournal blog to get some ideas for colors for this blog and I was reading a few entries and I found one from April 17, 2006 and here is a little piece from it..."My friend Chad Bryan turned 21. I was the first person to tackle him after he wasn't a minor anymore. We had a pretty good time."
Seriously? I tackled you? I have no memory of this...do you?

Good Ds

ooooh baaaby, yesterday was a real good day getting up to about 78 degrees. It was a great day for hitting a golf ball, so that's exactly what Ted, Chad, Travis and I did. Following up on my last post, Good Ds are also kinda mysteries b/c you never know what kinda fun you'll find when it is nice out. Now, it's off to church followed by something good, I'm sure. Later gators.

p.s. this nice weather also calls for a page layout/color/picture change...

Coming Soon

mystery...

Mystery is awesome. I love it. Jesus is a mystery. Elizabeth is a mystery. Relationships in general are mysteries. That's why they're so good. And those Goosebumps books were also pretty good ,back in the day. Anybody else got any good mysteries? Come oooooooon.

just stay with me...

This might be a bit of a stretch...

I'm a big NBA fan and trailblazer fan. Recently, Portland's best player, Brandon Roy, has missed about 5 games with a groin and hip injury. I watch every single game, and these last five games I just haven't really enjoyed watching that much. I was trying to figure it out for a while and finally did; It's the absence of Brandon Roy that completely changes the tempo, excitement, and poise of the game. He's their leader, he's their play maker, he brings control to the court, the other guys trust him. The blazer's have only won, one of the games during the five Roy has missed. They somewhat seem lost without him. Basically, the team is not capable of playing as well, without Brandon Roy, as they are with him. The funny thing is, I knew all of this! I guess I just didn't think about it right away because I was just so used to Roy's ability and what he brings to the team, that it didn't stick out to me as amazing anymore, it was just normal for him to take over a game and lead the team to a win.

I was thinking about this in relation to my relationship with Christ. It's really not that far off! Jesus brings numerous things to my life. I'm not going to list them all; I just want to emphasize how important it is to me that He is a part of my life. If I think about my life as a team, and Jesus as the best player on my team, I am lost without Him! I want Him getting the ball every possession, and when a timeout is called, I want Him calling the next play. After the game is over, I'm giving all the credit to Him, and telling everyone how we couldn't have done it without Him. Then, when I go and play with other people, I can mimic the things I've seen Jesus do and other people will know that I have learned from Him, and they will see how great it has made me, and they too may want to learn from Him. Radical.

So now I'm thinking of the communities we are each a part of, as teams. My friends here in Portland we are part of a team, friends at NNU, you guys are part of a team! Let us always make sure Jesus is leading the way and is the focal point of our play, so that we don't become boring and unproductive. Encourage your team mates by what Jesus has taught you, and continue to always play just as Jesus has taught us. Don't let your relationship with Jesus become normal.

~kinda cheesy but you get the point.

p.s. It would be seriously so sweet to play some basketball with Jesus. I bet he was, and is, and forever will be pretty athletic.