http://www.tucsoncitizen.com/video/player2.php?file=042409showcase1
the last clip of the video is caroline at the mariachi showcase on thurday
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Where the wild things are
http://www.hulu.com/watch/64652/movie-trailers-where-the-wild-things-are#s-p1-so-i0
Monday, April 6, 2009
stuff for my birthday...
A camera
A french press and a coffee grinder-could be a cheap one i don't really care
a pocket thesaurus
a small spanish-english dictionary
bookman's gift card
a regulation frisbee
and whatever else...
A french press and a coffee grinder-could be a cheap one i don't really care
a pocket thesaurus
a small spanish-english dictionary
bookman's gift card
a regulation frisbee
and whatever else...
Spring Break
So i thought i'd elaborate on my spring break. I had a lot of fun. The first weekend was at San Clemente where we spent time hanging out on the beach and going to starbuck's to read the bible. It was a pretty sweet time. Then we met up with the women at Pine Valley. We spent three days there reading the bible and working on the camp. I got to hang out with Ruben De La Huerta in the afternoons because we were working on the same job. We were stapling purple vents to the ceiling but we actually spent most of the time unjamming the staple gun. It was great. While we were there I finished writing 3 songs and got some great time reading the bible. Matt Karolak and I also dominated at a dice game called bunko. We spent 7 games at the top table because no one could beat us. The last day in California we spent in San Diego. I went with a few people to Seaport Village and had a fun time walking around checking out the shops. Callie and I had fun trying on hats at a ridiculous hat store. Then we spent some time reading the Bible on the grass underneath a nice blue sky. Overall a fun time. Later on we had a great fire time sharing and singing. The next day was long. We left for Tucson at 830 and should have been back by 430. But on the way we had some fun time sitting on the side of the road waiting for AAA. We read some poetry and talked about different stuff. Then we stopped for cake made by Callie and Matt in phoenix. In the end I got home at 1030. It was a great time connecting with people. Overall a great weekend. Here's some pictures.

At the beach in San Clemente

Ruben and I at Mission Beach

Matt and I dominating at Bunko

We went up to a cross at Pine Valley to hang out and talk

At the hat store :)

Oh yeah there was a tire swing.
And here's a poem I wrote:
I see the blue sky
The sunset behind the hills
I see a rose
All from my windowsill
And they are beautiful like you
I see the trees
And the mountains as I lie
I hear the thunder
Rumbling on high
And they are strong like you
I’ve seen the ocean
And tall waterfalls
I’ve seen wide plains
And canyon walls
And they are glorious like you
The reaches of space
The depths of the sea
The many places
I haven’t seen
They are mysterious like you
So I will praise your name because I see
The wonder of creation so near to me
So I will praise your Son because I know
The great Creator who made it all

At the beach in San Clemente

Ruben and I at Mission Beach

Matt and I dominating at Bunko

We went up to a cross at Pine Valley to hang out and talk

At the hat store :)

Oh yeah there was a tire swing.
And here's a poem I wrote:
I see the blue sky
The sunset behind the hills
I see a rose
All from my windowsill
And they are beautiful like you
I see the trees
And the mountains as I lie
I hear the thunder
Rumbling on high
And they are strong like you
I’ve seen the ocean
And tall waterfalls
I’ve seen wide plains
And canyon walls
And they are glorious like you
The reaches of space
The depths of the sea
The many places
I haven’t seen
They are mysterious like you
So I will praise your name because I see
The wonder of creation so near to me
So I will praise your Son because I know
The great Creator who made it all
Saturday, March 21, 2009
More to come
So this past week I was at pine valley with the navs which I will write more about later. For now i have a few poems the first of which is below with the title fittingly being "At Pine Valley."
At Pine Valley
I went to bed last night
With tomorrow on my mind
Hopeful of a greater day
Thankful for a time at Pine
Now that the day has past
I realize that I am
So lucky to know Jesus
That amazing sacrificial lamb
Without Him I would not know
The people that I know today
The people who make my life
So great, it’s hard to say,
What to do without the Lord
Or the people that I know through Him
So grateful that He paid it all
So grateful that He took my sin
With tomorrow on my mind
Hopeful of a greater day
Thankful for a time at Pine
Now that the day has past
I realize that I am
So lucky to know Jesus
That amazing sacrificial lamb
Without Him I would not know
The people that I know today
The people who make my life
So great, it’s hard to say,
What to do without the Lord
Or the people that I know through Him
So grateful that He paid it all
So grateful that He took my sin
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Work was kinda frustrating
I sit
Mind blank
lacking inspiration
building frustration
each passing respiration
Into the pit
last thought sank
Here I'm pining
For an idea, realizing
What poor timing
Now lightbulb lit
Then crushed by a tank
Oh well, I'll write
Then I might
Set things right
Do you feel my plight?
Mind blank
lacking inspiration
building frustration
each passing respiration
Into the pit
last thought sank
Here I'm pining
For an idea, realizing
What poor timing
Now lightbulb lit
Then crushed by a tank
Oh well, I'll write
Then I might
Set things right
Do you feel my plight?
Monday, March 9, 2009
Agua Prieta
A long desolate road
With dry plains all around
No trees, little water
And hard packed ground
This is the path
to the little border town
Dirt streets, squat buildings
This is what i found
I wander the streets
and view the place
Dirty dogs, empty avenues
Windblown dust in my face
But meet the people
Talk and learn about them
Happy faces, so willing to serve
So willing to be a friend
A friend to the citizens
of this little town
Play with the kids, share the good news
Share with the lost and they will be found
With dry plains all around
No trees, little water
And hard packed ground
This is the path
to the little border town
Dirt streets, squat buildings
This is what i found
I wander the streets
and view the place
Dirty dogs, empty avenues
Windblown dust in my face
But meet the people
Talk and learn about them
Happy faces, so willing to serve
So willing to be a friend
A friend to the citizens
of this little town
Play with the kids, share the good news
Share with the lost and they will be found
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Anoche habia guerra
Batalla en mi corazon
Tan oscuro la noche
Pero tan brillante el sol
Una nueva mañana
Que me da esperanza
Sin mis cargas viejas
Que ya no me alcanzan
Las deje atras anoche
Las tomo mi Señor
Me lleno de algo diferente
Me lleno de su amor
Ahora eres mi todo
Mi Señor Jesucristo
Dame algo que hacer
Contigo estoy listo
Batalla en mi corazon
Tan oscuro la noche
Pero tan brillante el sol
Una nueva mañana
Que me da esperanza
Sin mis cargas viejas
Que ya no me alcanzan
Las deje atras anoche
Las tomo mi Señor
Me lleno de algo diferente
Me lleno de su amor
Ahora eres mi todo
Mi Señor Jesucristo
Dame algo que hacer
Contigo estoy listo
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Really?
The survey at my starbucks today was The Electric Light Orchestra versus the New York Philharmonic. A guy came in and had no idea who either one was. Really? REALLY? I can understand not know who the ELO is but the New York Philharmonic??? A sign of the times I guess...
Anyway have a wonderful day. Also check out the poem below
Anyway have a wonderful day. Also check out the poem below
The Miracle
One dark night on a hill
outside the city gates
I saw it all from my windowsill
The terrible act filled with hate.
They took the perfect man
Beat him for awhile
Till the distance between life and
death was thinner than a file.
I guess it wasn't hate but fear,
Fear for their status. And as
They nailed him up, I shed my tears
For the miracle was about was about to pass
Beyond where we could help
Behind the boulder in the cave
And as I witnessed it I felt
Helpless to help save.
A few days later I saw him
Impossible as it sounds.
He talked to me about my sin
About what he'd done in the ground.
Then I understood the act
Not hate or fear, but love
Not me saving him
But the olive branch and dove.
A pact of peace and everlasting life
From the one and only Jesus Christ.
outside the city gates
I saw it all from my windowsill
The terrible act filled with hate.
They took the perfect man
Beat him for awhile
Till the distance between life and
death was thinner than a file.
I guess it wasn't hate but fear,
Fear for their status. And as
They nailed him up, I shed my tears
For the miracle was about was about to pass
Beyond where we could help
Behind the boulder in the cave
And as I witnessed it I felt
Helpless to help save.
A few days later I saw him
Impossible as it sounds.
He talked to me about my sin
About what he'd done in the ground.
Then I understood the act
Not hate or fear, but love
Not me saving him
But the olive branch and dove.
A pact of peace and everlasting life
From the one and only Jesus Christ.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Another poem
So I wrote this during my lunch at work. Obviously I don't have a wife or any planned and for that matter no kids, but it fit with the poem so there it is. Enjoy!
On My Knees
The future is certain,
Especially mine.
I know what will happen,
I see it in my mind.
My job and my wife
My kids, my whole life
Its all laid out
Where, when, how.
There is no doubt
It all begins now.
The choices and decisions,
placed before with precision.
Whats this? A twist!
Everything spinning,
I slam my fist.
How? When I was winning?
My carefully planned decisions
Destroyed with a precision
I'm sorry God for my pride
Everything I planned
I'm sorry I lied
On my knees you help me land
My job and my wife
My kids, my whole life
I lay them at your feet, my Christ
On My Knees
The future is certain,
Especially mine.
I know what will happen,
I see it in my mind.
My job and my wife
My kids, my whole life
Its all laid out
Where, when, how.
There is no doubt
It all begins now.
The choices and decisions,
placed before with precision.
Whats this? A twist!
Everything spinning,
I slam my fist.
How? When I was winning?
My carefully planned decisions
Destroyed with a precision
I'm sorry God for my pride
Everything I planned
I'm sorry I lied
On my knees you help me land
My job and my wife
My kids, my whole life
I lay them at your feet, my Christ
Sunday, February 8, 2009
continuation
there are no dead ends
only turning teaching places
one road leads to
another day to play
says one to his
friends that aren't there
doors open and close
controlled not by me
but by one who lives
truly lives beyond what i
imagine a world
that makes friends believe
that dead ends are dead
and closed doors are closed
for good leaving no way
out to the outside now
rain and wind
mud and cold
flying around the field
with old friends new
friends who support
and help show the way
along with him who lives
to open doors
only turning teaching places
one road leads to
another day to play
says one to his
friends that aren't there
doors open and close
controlled not by me
but by one who lives
truly lives beyond what i
imagine a world
that makes friends believe
that dead ends are dead
and closed doors are closed
for good leaving no way
out to the outside now
rain and wind
mud and cold
flying around the field
with old friends new
friends who support
and help show the way
along with him who lives
to open doors
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