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| I woke up as usual... just enough time to get ready and make it to my General Psychology class... I came down stairs, dressed and ready to head to college... I walked into my television room where my father was watching (shocker) Fox News... He pointed at the TV and said, "Check this out, history buff." "What is it?" I asked... "History," he replied... I looked at the TV and what I was the Pentagon on fire. "Is that the Pentagon?" "Yeah," dad says. "What happened?" I asked. "A plane crashed into it..." The scene on the television then changed to NYC. It was the World Trade center... The north tower was also burning... "What happened there?" "Plane crashed into it..." "Are you kidding me?" The next thing I saw I will never forget... another plane... flying into the other tower... My jaw dropped... I sat down... I watched in horror as people were jumping out of the burning tower... plummeting to their deaths... I watched with tears in my eyes as both towers crumbled to the ground... I left the house... I sat in My Psychology class wondering why my professor said absolutely nothing of what has happening in our world... Following that class I went to a local coffee house and sat and listened to the radio... I was waiting for my next class to begin but I couldn't stand it any longer... I got in my car... and I went home to spend the day with my family... The rest of the day I found myself sitting in the TV room with my family... By the end of the day everyone was there... My brother and Sister... my Sister in law and my niece and nephew... I remember my brother walking in the house and seeing us watching the news (still) and said, "You guys are watching that too..." We all looked at him like he were crazy... We all realized that our world would never be the same again... We new a war was coming... Somehow that day I got chosen to go get food... seeing as how it was already evening and no one had eaten anything because we had been glued to the television... I drove to Smithers and got everyone some Al Burgers... I remember driving home and listening to the radio... the radio had finally began to play music again... but it was sentimental music... "I'm Proud To Be An American," every song they would play would have dialog from the day... the President's words... words of NY City citizens and firemen... one song they played on that drive home was either End of The Innocence, or New York Minute," by Don Henley... Later that evening while we sat home, still watching the news, and eating our sandwiches, we were finally blessed with laughter... my niece Peyton, who was only 2 years old then, made everyone clap their hands... and it wasn't enough that we simply clap our hands... we had to "clap to the sky," to put it in her words... We had to hold our hands above our heads and clap our hands (you know... like a pop concert in the 1980's)... We all laughed... We knew that tomorrow was September 12... a new day.... a new hope... and because of this national tragedy... we would be a new people... i love My God (and My Country)... | | |
| The other day (yesterday perhaps) I had a great idea about something to post... ... ... but I forget what it was. Yesterday morning I had a cappuccino from Go-Mart... it was wonderful... I hadn't had cappuccino in a long time. So this morning I decide that I will have another... Once I'm ready to leave the house I walk over the the end table on which I keep my stuff (watch, wallet, glasses, keys, etc)... I move my glasses off of the ash tray filled with change and begin counting out the correct change for a cappuccino. I get in my car and drive off. I notice quickly that it is Yard Sale day apparently... I pass a few... tempted to stop and check out what kind of junk people are wanted to part with in hopes of financial retribution... I begin to fantasize about an ignorant want who has "this old guitar" that belonged to her husband... or son perhaps. The guitar is a Gibson Chet Atkins SST (# 15 on joey's things to do before he dies: Own a Gibson Chet Atkins SST). In my fantasy I cut her a check immediately for $100 and bast in my triumph as I mark yet another item off of my list of things to do. While I'm driving to my office... lost in my imagination... a familiar thing happens: I begin to notice the street signs and whatnot are blurry. I glance up and gaze into the rear view mirror to discover that I forgot to put my glasses on. "Why didn't I put my glasses on," I thought to myself. "Something had to disrupt my routine and make me forget to put my glasses on." then I remembered... when I picked up my glasses, instead of putting them on my face I set them aside in order to count change in the ask tray... .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. It was also at this time that I remembered the cappuccino... as I'm walking into my office. So... all I really want out of life is a Chet Atkins, a Hot Caffeinated Drink, and the Ability to See Clearly.. ... today I have none of the above. Something else random that I remember thinking of over the past few days. How many lives have been ruined because of the bad choices of others. I mean in very indirect ways. I'm thinking this: Who is really at blame when a drunk driver takes the life of one we love? The drunk driver? How about the person who gave the drunk driver his or her first drink ever? there had to be a time when that person did not drink... and someone had to offer it to him or her... That one occasion set forth a series of events that eventually takes the life of one we love. I hear often about people I know (family even), who are getting or have gotten into some things that they shouldn't... drugs... alcohol... etc... Why are people not ready to consider that when they encourage someone to abuse drugs, and assist them in beginning that journey, they are doing that to someone's son or daughter, brother or sister... They are instilling in them something that could not only change his or her life, but the lives of many others. People... Think... Everything we do goes on for eternity... Every action causes reaction... and so on... Think about this... something that you did 10 years ago is still having affects on people today... that encounter is still moving forward... I'm reminded of a Brad Paisley song in which Brad says, A baby's born in the middle of the night
in a local delivery room
they grab his feet/smack him 'til he cries
he goes home the next afternoon
before you know it he's off to school
and then he graduates in May
goes off and gets a PHD
and then cures all sorts of things
He wins a Nobile Prize and saves a million different lives
the World's a better place for all he's gone
It's funny when you think about the reason he's alive
it's all because two people fell in love our decisions will live forever... We are still encountering decisions from hundreds of years ago... and probably perhaps the greatest decision ever made that still affects us is God's amazing decision to give His Son up to be killed for us... we encounter that daily... What types of decisions are you making? What type of differences will they have in the future... 100 years from now, what will your decision be doing? Causing people to be come intoxicated or high because you invited someone to partake in your destructive habit of drinking and doing drugs? or will people be treating each others as equals... and looking out for each other... will people be walking around and smiling for no reason because of a smile you gave a stranger... Friends, let us make decisions that will live forever in positive ways... because every decision we make will live forever... in action and reaction... i love The World I Must Leave Behind... | | |
| I was scrolling over my xanga yesterday and I noticed that I haven't been very faithful in updating... well... more faithful than others... but nonetheless, not faithful to my standards... I used to post at least a few times a week if not daily. I'm wondering if I'm running out of things to say, or simply losing inspiration.
Here are some things I've been thinking about:
The Baby... Bethany and I had a Doctor's appointment again yesterday... We got to hear the baby's heartbeat again... it was awesome... this time I recorded it on my cell phone... We are going back in three weeks and then we will find out the sex of the baby... and the following week we will be at 19 weeks which means I can start talking to the baby. I'm really excited for that... I want to sing, read, and talk to the baby so badly... however, I'm afraid it is going to be extremely strange... but nonetheless, I shall...
The Lethargy... I'm tired... and I don't know why...
Love: Cats V. Baby... So the other night Bethany and I put some flea on our cats... now the way this works is you put the medicine between their shoulder blades because that is the one spot that the cats cannot lick... this way we are safe from them poisoning themselves and dying... however... Phoebe is a strange cat... She's built oddly and has a very VERY long tongue... so... she was licking the poison all night... we were really worried because she was acting very strange... even for her. Bethany called an animal emergency room to ask what we should do... they told her that Phoebe will be fine unless she begins to foam at the mouth and have tremors... Neither of which happened, but she did drool a little bit...
so... I began thinking about how worried we got about Phoebe... and then about last October when Alex ran off for a week... we were terrified... sick even... As Bethany and I were leaving for the Doctor's appointment yesterday I was sharing these feelings with Bethany... "I guess you could say we love these cats," I said. "yeah?" Bethany replied. My thinking was this... they're just cats... We love cats this much... just imagine how we are going to feel about our own child? I'm stoked...
The Websites... What websites do I visit daily? msn.com, myspace.com, askaninja.com, antsmarching.org, xanga.com, worshiptogether.com, ebay.com... and I guess that is about it... others, though are not visited daily but regularly, would include: davidcrowderband.com, dmband.com, rush.com, richfranklin.com, ufc.tv, caedmonscall.net.
The New Guitar... After a few years of dreaming and wondering I've decided that with the baby coming I am not going to have much more opportunities to carelessly spend money on myself... or my wife... do I decided to buy my wife a long wanted iPod for her birthday... and in return I am going to buy myself a new guitar...
It was going to be between Helen (Chet Atkins SST), or Bathsheba (Greg Bennett 10CE). Seeing as how the Chet Atkins is way out of my price range, and I happened to find a local dealer willing to order me Bathsheba and give her to me at sell price, the decision was easy to make. So, I will be playing a Greg Bennett Cheyenne SMJ 10CE very soon. It needs to be ordered and then it is mine... I hope to pick it up at the end of the month...
i love My Wife...
i love My Baby...
i love My Future Guitar...
but something's missing...
I'm not alone, I wish I was
'Cause then I'd know I was down because
I couldn't find a friend around
To love me like they do right now
They do right now
I'm dizzy from the shopping mall
I searched for joy but I bought it all
It doesn't help the hunger pains
And a thirst I'd have to drown first to ever satiate
Something's missing
And I don't know how to fix it
Something's missing
And I don't know what it is
No I don't know what it is
At all
When Autumn comes, it doesn't ask
It just walks in where it left you last
You never know when it starts
Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart
Something's missing
And I don't know how to fix it
Something's missing
And I don't know what it is, no I don't know what it is
At all
I can't be sure that this state of mind
Is not of my own design
I wish there was an over-the-counter test for loneliness
For loneliness like this
Something's missing
And I don't know how to fix it
Something's missing
And I don't know what it is
No I don't know what it is
Something's different
And I don't know what it is
No I don't know what it is
Friends - check
Money - check
Well-slept - check
Opposite sex - check
Guitar - check
Microphone - check
Messages waiting on me when I come home - check
How come everything I think I need
Always comes with batteries?
What do you think it means?
How come everything I think I need...
Ever feel this way? Maybe we try too hard to fill our hearts with material, and not the One who desperately wants to be there...
i love God... | | |
| 1. The Idea of You, Dave Matthews Band
2. Foreverandever Etc., David Crowder Band
3. What a Friend I've Found, Stoneleigh Band
4. After The Garden, Andrew Osenga
5. Come, Now Is The Time To Worship, ??????
6. Plane, Jason Mraz
7. Forever, Chris Tomlin
8. Breakfree, Dave Matthews Band
9. Let You Down, Dave Matthews Band
10. Miracle Maker, Delirious
... and apparently that's how long...
i love Days off... | | |
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i love Greek...
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