"Elvis is dead, Picasso is dead
Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin are dead
Marilyn Monroe is dead- however…
Jesus is Alive
Brando is dead, James Brown is dead
Princess Di and Michael Jackson are dead
Biggie and Pac are dead- however
Jesus is Alive"
-Shai Linne
Someone's gonna die, and it's gonna be me. We have a choice everyday, and it's in choosing the right way in the little things that shape our character. This is how we live on the edge of our faith everyday. Finding the stories, adventure, and faith shaping moments in the mundane. Finding it in monotonic and everyday life, this is where living out real faith happens.
The biggest blockbuster story isn't gonna be played out in theaters, it's gonna be played out in my walk this summer.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Ultimate. Opportunity.
I was supposed to head into the office for some late night work. But then, I saw them. My heart skipped a beat and I pulled in as quickly as I could and ran out even faster.
It felt good. No, it felt great being out there. The smell of the grass and the grace of a soaring Frisbee, there’s nothing quite like it. Today was my first game of Ultimate Frisbee I’ve had in a very long time.
One of the greatest lessons I’ve learned in Cardiff and Koln was seeing every moment of human contact as an opportunity to walk obediently in the spirit. Whether it’s making small talk with an Egyptian guy on the bus, or praying for those 2 men from Sudan. No matter how big or small, that one chance to touch someone’s soul with the words of Christ are there.
As each day passes here in T-town, the truth is, those opportunities are far and few in between. Life here at Nicholls is pretty quite, especially working here in an empty radio station.
But when that chance comes, to share a bit of everyday life with someone, I get as giddy as a fat guy locked in a donut shop. But just like being arrested for trespassing, that small window of opportunity closes as quickly as it opened.
PR for those guys I met playing Ultimate Frisbee, that the truth of the Gospel would some how become a reality in there lives.
I’m reminded why I’m here in Thibodaux and not London.
Amen.
It felt good. No, it felt great being out there. The smell of the grass and the grace of a soaring Frisbee, there’s nothing quite like it. Today was my first game of Ultimate Frisbee I’ve had in a very long time.
One of the greatest lessons I’ve learned in Cardiff and Koln was seeing every moment of human contact as an opportunity to walk obediently in the spirit. Whether it’s making small talk with an Egyptian guy on the bus, or praying for those 2 men from Sudan. No matter how big or small, that one chance to touch someone’s soul with the words of Christ are there.
As each day passes here in T-town, the truth is, those opportunities are far and few in between. Life here at Nicholls is pretty quite, especially working here in an empty radio station.
But when that chance comes, to share a bit of everyday life with someone, I get as giddy as a fat guy locked in a donut shop. But just like being arrested for trespassing, that small window of opportunity closes as quickly as it opened.
PR for those guys I met playing Ultimate Frisbee, that the truth of the Gospel would some how become a reality in there lives.
I’m reminded why I’m here in Thibodaux and not London.
Amen.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Zero to Sixty in 1.5 days
Praying that fellow believers would wake up from there sleep and let the light of Christ shine in them. Good prayer time this afternoon with Bro. T
Feels good to finally get going with my summer, praying that God would unite brothers in Thibodaux to see the value of knowing Christ.
Also, started working at KNSU today, feeling good about it. Except that I really don't know how to really run it. But I'm gonna roll with the punches.
I Just need to get my all-star cast together.
And the cover story of this weeks TIME magazine is about Twitter. Is it really that revolutionary? Check it out here
Until next time,
Tony
Feels good to finally get going with my summer, praying that God would unite brothers in Thibodaux to see the value of knowing Christ.
Also, started working at KNSU today, feeling good about it. Except that I really don't know how to really run it. But I'm gonna roll with the punches.
I Just need to get my all-star cast together.
And the cover story of this weeks TIME magazine is about Twitter. Is it really that revolutionary? Check it out here
Until next time,
Tony
Monday, June 8, 2009
Water Cooler Conversation
"I would much rather be an "OK" journalist with solid character, than a great journalist with shaky character."
-Tony
-Tony
Sunday, June 7, 2009
2 week update
We'll I apologize for not updating in such a long time. I would be lying if I told you I had
"too much on my plate" or "I've haven't been to my computer much" or "I have been running from the law."
Last week I started discipleship with a friend from Houma, and he is a really cool guy. The first thing I noticed is his humble attitude and his willingness to serve and he always has a motorcycle. This is the foundation of what true leadership is (except the motorbike part, any 2 wheeled machine will do), something that has taken me too long to realize.
I was looking through some letters from my Wales mission experience, and I came across one line from a friend. It said to get rid of man's view on leadership which is all about manipulation and position.
Good stuff.
And also a good friend of mine, Rachel, left for South Korea last week.
Before she left, I prayed that there team would come together as one. And from the looks of it, that prayer is being answered. I also told her that extra deodorant would be a good idea, cause once you eat enough kimchi you start to smell like it :)
Oh yea, and next week I'll be playing at a 4 day revival down da bayou, I'll let you know how that goes!
Until next time!
"too much on my plate" or "I've haven't been to my computer much" or "I have been running from the law."
Last week I started discipleship with a friend from Houma, and he is a really cool guy. The first thing I noticed is his humble attitude and his willingness to serve and he always has a motorcycle. This is the foundation of what true leadership is (except the motorbike part, any 2 wheeled machine will do), something that has taken me too long to realize.
I was looking through some letters from my Wales mission experience, and I came across one line from a friend. It said to get rid of man's view on leadership which is all about manipulation and position.
Good stuff.
And also a good friend of mine, Rachel, left for South Korea last week.
Before she left, I prayed that there team would come together as one. And from the looks of it, that prayer is being answered. I also told her that extra deodorant would be a good idea, cause once you eat enough kimchi you start to smell like it :)
Oh yea, and next week I'll be playing at a 4 day revival down da bayou, I'll let you know how that goes!
Until next time!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Another late night
Just looking at past few blog postings, I realized that I am a night owl.
Maybe its that my creative writing skills (and typos) start to bleed through.
Maybe it's that I suffer from the occasional insomnia, or I just love blogging.
Or it could be "Blogsomnia."
But what ever it is, I know it's not the best for me physically and spiritually.
Late nights for me never put me in best place to succeed.
Let's get back to the place of discipline. Of focus. Of living on the edge.
It's not that we never struggle, and it's not that we are fearless.
But when we come face-to-face with our greatest enemy we can look em' in the eyes and say, "You are not my master, I am in control."
And finding courage to do what is right in the face of fear, because:
Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD,
whose trust is the LORD.
He is like a tree planted by water,
that sends out its roots by the stream,
and does not fear when heat comes,
for its leaves remain green,
and is not anxious in the year of drought,
for it does not cease to bear fruit."
-Jeremiah 17:7
amen
Maybe its that my creative writing skills (and typos) start to bleed through.
Maybe it's that I suffer from the occasional insomnia, or I just love blogging.
Or it could be "Blogsomnia."
But what ever it is, I know it's not the best for me physically and spiritually.
Late nights for me never put me in best place to succeed.
Let's get back to the place of discipline. Of focus. Of living on the edge.
It's not that we never struggle, and it's not that we are fearless.
But when we come face-to-face with our greatest enemy we can look em' in the eyes and say, "You are not my master, I am in control."
And finding courage to do what is right in the face of fear, because:
Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD,
whose trust is the LORD.
He is like a tree planted by water,
that sends out its roots by the stream,
and does not fear when heat comes,
for its leaves remain green,
and is not anxious in the year of drought,
for it does not cease to bear fruit."
-Jeremiah 17:7
amen
Monday, May 18, 2009
It begins...
Well today officially started my mission here in Thib.
This is where it begins, where the rubber meets the road.
Where knowledge meets faith, and faith meets action.
Where I begin to tip-toe the the edge. Where I look out onto the horizon and listen. And if I listen hard enough, I'll hear that sweet voice calling me.
Jump he says.
And when I do. One of two things will happen. Either He will catch me, or I'll learn how to fly.
Ahh it feels good, richer than any millionaire.
Observations:
-Todays weather was a sweet humid-less 73 degrees, and I soaked in every bit of it
-I prayer walked around campus, surveying the land asking him to reveal his plans
-Had a meeting about the new radio station gig, and Father opened up a door
-did some interviews for a vid I'm putting together.
Tommorow will keep the plow to the ground, through His grace.
This is where it begins, where the rubber meets the road.
Where knowledge meets faith, and faith meets action.
Where I begin to tip-toe the the edge. Where I look out onto the horizon and listen. And if I listen hard enough, I'll hear that sweet voice calling me.
Jump he says.
And when I do. One of two things will happen. Either He will catch me, or I'll learn how to fly.
Ahh it feels good, richer than any millionaire.
Observations:
-Todays weather was a sweet humid-less 73 degrees, and I soaked in every bit of it
-I prayer walked around campus, surveying the land asking him to reveal his plans
-Had a meeting about the new radio station gig, and Father opened up a door
-did some interviews for a vid I'm putting together.
Tommorow will keep the plow to the ground, through His grace.
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