Sports!

So I seldom ever mention my love of sports. Outside of growing up a huge 49ers fan and a smaller SF Giants and Oakland A's fan, I never really got into playing any traditional sports until after high school. Well I did surf alittle and always loved to watch local skateboarders way before the X-games became main stream. But that was the extent of my involvement with sports outside of some little league when I was younger. While attending Bethany Bible College in late 89/90 a fellow student and member of the Bruins basketball team showed me how to play B-ball and I quickly became a fan of the sport, although not to good a player of it.













ESPN and Sports Center along with Goerge Micheals sports machine advanced my love of all things sports, around the same time I fell in love with the Sacramento Kings....Go Kings!










Somewhere in all this mix I got a chance to watch a bootleg tap of an underground event that was banned, at one point, in almost every state. This later became known as UFC The Ultimate Fighting Championship. I have grown to love all things MMA whatever that may be.







So I said all that to say this, man I love sports.

Just a few deep thoughts......

We are called to connect with people to win them, we are not supposed to stick our heads in the sand to escape reality but to embrace the "God reality" that Jesus offers.

So here is some painful reality......

What causes more problems than most, when the act of fake face that we have been putting on for one another is stripped away by being close for long periods of time.

So the very act of relationship and being family/church reveals the true “us”. And some times that is not the “us” we want showing.

So brother So and So lets down his guard and shows the family/congregation that he is not perfect and that he has faults and the congregation recoils with horror.

That does not breed an atmosphere for openness, vulnerability and change.

I am far from perfect, ask my wife she will tell you, but who wants to be perfect, the one person who fit the job description was nailed to a cross. Sign me up? I don’t think so. I don't want to be perfect, I would like to make it to the end of the week without self destructing, that’s a good start....right?

chinese food and thirsty thursday....

So yeah, I figure that a blog should be about the things that matter most in life right?, I mean those things that you are passionate about, that drive you, that care most about. Well ladies and gentlemen, for me that would not be politics, sports and definitely not religion (even though I do love Jesus with all my heart).

The single most important thing to me in life is my family. For those who don't know I was raised by a dear sweet women, a single mother, who did the best she could to make sure I was always safe and always well fed (no comments from the peanut gallery).

But I do digress, although my mom did the very best job she could, she could not be everything I needed growing up, because she could not be a father. I remember sitting on a bench at 4:00am in downtown Fort Bragg CA. and reading my little Gideon New Testament, Romans 8:15 For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, "Abba, Father." And at that point I became aware of the fact that I did not have to worry, that God had adopted me as one of His sons and that He would show me how to be a good husband and father. And He did, through many example like my uncle Trace Spurgeon.

Anyway I said all that to say this, there is nothing in the world like being out in public with my wife and kids and knowing that the curse that I spoke of in an earlier blog has not only been broken over me but that my son and daughter will have memories like eating Chinese food and going to the ice burgee for thirsty Thursdays.....it may mean nothing to you but it's means everything to me.

Late.

Thunder, lightning and watching the clouds....

So at dinner we heard some thunder and Selah and Aslan said they did not like thunder and lightning because it scared them. So I had this flash back of a morning in Vallejo, it was probably 5 or 6 years ago and probably about 4 0r 5 in the morning. A storm was rolling through and I was woken up by thunder and went out into the living room to watch the lightning. It was about this time that a little four year old Aslan woke up also and him a daddy sat on the porch and watched the lightning together.

What an awesome memory.

So tonight after dinner we all went out to the back yard and just watched the clouds roll by, for me it was just one of the moments that you could not buy. There we were, the four of us, just imaging the shapes of snakes, dinosaurs and our dog Sam Wise in the clouds.

Life is good!

We press on......

Five years ago this week we moved to Gridley to start a youth ministry. Hahahahahah! first, im sure those words have neve been spoken before, ever. And second I can't believe I'm speaking them now, it's been an amazing five years. And if we were not CALLED to be here, we probably would have bailed along time ago. But we will not back down, we will not run away.

Five years ago we landed here to impact an area and see God change lives, and by the Grace of God that's what we will do. We have seen 80-100 teens come out for Monday night ECHO and over two hounderd for special concerts and events.

And now we are in a tough season, just read my wifes blog at times and you can feel the attack, but we press on. God gave us favor and He gave us the key to the hearts of the teenagers in this area five years ago, and now we pray that He does it again.

Tonight it felt like five years ago, with all the potential in the world, like if it was just Charity, the kids and I then we could do it again. God is Good!

Catch a man a fish......

He eats for a day, teach a women how to sync and format media and she will download songs and movies for a lifetime.

So Charity got her palm treo and has been messing around with it for the last two days, and so she hit a snag and called in the big dogg to figure out her media opperating system......

So here I come to save the day right, and I'm messing with it and looking on line for information about what the media needs to be, you know, jpeg or what have you.

So while I am trying to be the hero, Charity figured it out all on her own. You see a truly great teacher allows the student to learn by doing. Besides I had no idea what I was doing anyway, but don't tell her that....ok?....our little secret.....shhhh...you me, me you we're good.

Dr. Who?

When I was a little boy, little Aslan, I used to watch this Tv show with my mom called Dr. Who. It was silly and kinda hokey, with cheese special effects and stuff, but i have memories of sitting with my dearly departed mom and watching.

So a little while ago my awesome mother-in-law told my wonderful wife about this show Dr. Who on he Sci Fi network, and I was thinking it was the old show I watched when I was a kid.

WELL! lo and behold this new verison on the "WHO" is amazing, not just well written, which means alot to, but has great special effects for a BBC production.

Anyway if your not into sci fi then, never mind, but if you like good programming and have the time or a Tivo then check it out.

Out of the mouth....

So we are at dinner tonight and I ask Selah and Aslan how their days went. Selah tells us a few things and stories that are awsome and then we turn to Aslan. He begins to tell us of a story they are reading in class called the yellow yacht, and in the story Aslan says that the characters in the story where "looking at the boobies"......um....what?

yeah then he says it again "they where looking at the boobies". Wow, and as innocent and pure as the driven snow He goes on with His sweet story. What an amazing little man He is becoming.

Oh and by the way, in the story that Aslan was telling us about, that they where reading in school. They where looking at bouy's....yeah!

So all that got me to thinking about how i was raised. My dear mom, God rest her soul, did all she could to raise me as safe and protected as she could, but by Aslans age I had already seen and expeirenced more of this world than i should have.


I love to watch as Aslan and Selah grow with mom and dad in the home, something I know nothing of. It brings a smile to my face to think of the fact that curse has been broken, pretty sinkin cool huh?

please comment and let me know what you think...ok?

I stand in awe....enough said

You are beautiful beyond description
Too marvelous for words,
Too wonderful for comprehension,
Like nothing ever seen or heard.
Who can grasp your infinite wisdom?
Who can fathom the depth of your love?
You are beautiful beyond description,
Majesty enthroned a - bove.

And I stand, I stand, in awe of you.
I stand, I stand in awe of you.
Holy God, to whom all praise is due,
I stand In awe of you

i owe, i owe, so off to work i go!

So im finishing off a 50 hours in five days work-a-thon and its not to bad. Except for the 3.5 hours of sleep i have had in the last 30 hours, but hey, when i was younger i would laugh at sleep. Ha! i would say, and Ha! again.

but alas i am no longer young.

but i gladly release my strangle hold on being so young if I recieve in return, time with the important things in life.

so i want to introduce you to a few of the most important things in my life.


my hot wife......SMOKIN!








Our cool kids....








Alright, I'm getting ready to eat some fuel/food, shower, and then go make Rideout hospita a little bit safer...

IM OUT G! YO!

why Chartity says i should always smile.....

So i am heading off to work in just 50 minutes.....i get off alittle early tomorrow because i go back to work at 3.

so labor day was kina lame, no BBQ's or swimming, just alot of wind and allergies....sucks just alittle.

im kinda looking forward to the grave yard shift maybe there will be some interesting people to watch tonight...the crazies do tend to show up in the ER from time to time.

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just wanted to get that off my chest.....good night or good morning.....gesh what ever!

public safety?

so I got to work Saturday and a guy that I escorted off hospital grounds stopped at a flower planter to retrieve his 6 inch cooking knife. He was not cooking at the time. We are called public safety and for the life of me all i could think of was my own.

I'm not excited about the new kids on the block reunion. no really, I am scared.

um I think I am feeling the effects of sleep deprevation, um depravation....err depra..im real tired.

see ya!