What It’s All About…

Well…it’s Christmas Break ‘08.  I love that I’ve been able to go through life with an annual Christmas break…as a student…now as a teacher.  School had been rough leading to the break.  I made it though and am now thoroughly enjoying doing a whole lot of “nothing.”

So, it’s been a rough go up to this point in the school year.  For the first time in my career…I began to question whether or not it was worth it.  I love teaching…love working with kids…love impacting lives…but the job had become insanely stressful in ways I had never experienced.  This uncovered a question that I should always keep around, regardless of the good or bad in things.  “What is it all about?” 

What is the “it” I’m referring to?  You could call it life, career…whatever it is that you’re doing at this point in life.  If I can answer this question…I’m good and need to continue doing what I’m doing.  If I can’t answer this question…well…I should probably move on to something else right? 

I received what I could call one of the best presents that a student has ever given me.  I’ve felt that I wasn’t impacting my kids like I thought I could due to the way things are going.  Then…as I was in the hallway before school last week, I got a card and a picture.  The card was homemade that said…

“I hope you have the best Christmas!!!  You’re the best teacher ever!!!  Love,…”

As you can see, there’s a lot of emphasis on the “!” which is funny because the exclamation point is something that they learned about this year.  Included with the card was the picture above.  As you can see, it’s a the student and myself…with spiky hair included. 

This right here is what it’s all about.  Impacting a kid in a way that they would give you a gift, even if they didn’t have the means to buy one.  What an encouragement…it almost brings tears to my eyes…almost. ;) 

So, even though it doesn’t seem like I’m making a big difference…it’s happening.  I can answer the question still…so I guess I’ll continue doing what I’m doing.

Worship Set 12-21-08 Christmas Weekend

Joy to the World - Avalon
Today is the Day - Lincoln Brewster
Filled With Your Glory - Starfield
How Great is Our God - Chris Tomlin
Glory in the Highest (tag) - Chris Tomlin
Light of the Stable - Selah

Old Man Basketball...

I haven't touched a basketball since last season...March. I played a pick-up game of basketball for the first time since last winter last night. Wow...I'm out of shape and not as quick as I used to be. The game we played was "21." This is a game that puts everyone against everyone else. The game is generally the same, but as I've found with a lot of other things....there are some regional specifics. So, we played and it eventually played into a type of what I like to call "old man basketball."

Old man basketball is a game where there are a lot of "three-pointer's" shot. Yes...I'm guilty. It seems like every rebound I got...didn't drive the lane...pulled it out and bombed. Now, I used to be a great shooter. I didn't have quite enough leg in my shots though...you could tell since there were more than a few air-balls. I was able to make my free throws until I started sucking air. At that point...I was pretty much done.

Even though I can't do what I was able to at one point in my life...I still enjoy the game. It provides a great opportunity to get out and hang with the guys. We talk about whatever...joke around...just have fun. So...even though I'm not as good as I once was...I'm still game for some ball....

One Year Later...

It's almost Christmas 08. I think that it's pretty amazing. We live in a culture where people purchase...like we have...special pj's for Sarala to wear Christmas morning. The way the news/media talks about the economy you would think that there wouldn't be the craziness present around the major shopping spots. There were so many people shopping today...the parking lots were full...people were making some BIG purchases.... We tried to stick to a budget and did a pretty good job of doing so, if I may say so myself.

What has happened though...Christmas? I saw a sign today...didn't have the camera...that advertised pictures with "Baby Jesus and a kneeling Santa." Wow...it was over by the time I was shopping in this particular "Christian" establishment. Hmmm...a picture with Baby Jesus? I wonder how these turned out...what they look like? I can't conceptualize it. Even though Jesus...as the saying goes..."is the reason for the season"...this is a little crazy. So...after some shopping...trying to smile amidst all of the craziness...some Red Robin...we're back home.

What a gift we have been given...? God's son...only son....

Worship Set 11-30-08

Song of Hope (Heaven Come Down) - Robbie Seay Band
Majestic - Lincoln Brewster
Today is the Day - Lincoln Brewster
Glory in the Highest - Chris Tomlin

The Journey Thus Far...

What a journey this has been...life with Sarala. Getting word that Sarala was born and not wanted.



Praying...seeking...saying "yes" that we'll take her. Finding out about her condition...medical history. Praying/crying out to God through the grade 3 hemorrhage, hydrocephalus, prematurity (2.5 lbs), sickness, detox from meth. Getting word that she'd be leaving the hospital after 57 days in the NICU, going into a high-risk medical foster. Getting a chance to talk to the foster mother, hear Sarala crying in the background, receiving our second picture of Sarala ever...in addition to the picture above.


Getting word that she'd be coming to Missouri soon (February 08), and then finding she'd be coming in March 9th. Getting her room ready...diving to the airport with an empty car seat...seeing our baby for the first time.


Having her appointments at Children's to keep an eye on her reservoir...the decision to have surgery and take it out. Surgery, sickness and an ambulance ride up to Children's...getting older. Getting word that we could go out to San Francisco and officially adopt her in April of 08'.


She's officially a Buckman and is growing/developing beautifully. None of this would be possible without an awesome and good God. Now...Thanksgiving 08'. I'm thankful for a loving and good God...Sarala...my family...everything.


I look at this picture and it brings tears to my eyes...still. This picture will always have an effect on me due to the way God has come through in the life of this little girl. Sarala...now almost two and a half...is experiencing what we consider to be her first Thanksgiving/Christmas since she's old enough to talk about it...get excited about it...tell us about it. If you ask her about her Christmas tree, you'll get an immediate reply..."Don't touch it." I'm loving every minute of it ...and I'm thankful for the fact that I'm not coaching right now. I always knew how much time I spent away from the family when I was coaching basketball...practice...away games...traveling...tournaments. The time is now very noticeable since basketball season is in full swing.

Since we've got a couple days away from work, we decided to make a change that we knew had to be made. We have reached another milestone in the life of Sarala. She is no longer sleeping in her crib. She is no longer a little baby. What an amazing experience and journey this has been. Through the surgeries, hospital stays, normal baby illness things...God's hand in all of this is so visible...I'm thankful that Sarala has such an incredible story behind her.



Not only is this following passage from Psalms a reflection of Sarala...it's a reflection of all of us.

Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;
you formed me in my mother's womb.
I thank you, High God—you're breathtaking!
Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
I worship in adoration—what a creation!
You know me inside and out,
you know every bone in my body;
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,
how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;
all the stages of my life were spread out before you,
The days of my life all prepared
before I'd even lived one day.
Psalm 139:13-16

We got a chance to see this live as we were beginning the journey with Sarala...it's an awesome reminder that God knows all about Sarala...


Laminin...

What Happens to Us?

What happens to us? Where do we lose the awe and wonder of the world around us? When do we start letting the opinions, feelings, and actions of others affect how we look at things?

Crystal said something about me...via Twitter...so I guess she really didn't say anything...but through her post she said something so profound. She basically said that I was myself today for the first time in a long time. Today was different...I was able to smile...laugh...encourage. Productivity happened in the past 48 hours that hasn't happened in months I'd say. School has been killing me lately...as those of you who are close to me already know. I've let it change how I perceive things though...and have grown a little cynical you might say.

The thought "I hate my job" and "I can't do this anymore" actually surfaced and became verbal. This doesn't make sense though because I love what I do and love that I'm blessed with the ability and opportunity to do something I love and get paid for it. Something was up with today though. Today was different...regardless of the fact I didn't get much sleep and was awake in the five o'clock hour. I think that had something to do with it though...the quiet...an opportunity to reconnect with a God who I've neglected.

Life-change is something that I don't get to see a whole lot of since I work with kids...little kids at that. I am just trying to be that loving figure in their lives...trying to impact them in a positive way. Through certain elements in the services at church this past weekend coupled with the local proximity of this type of church here in AV...I was in awe at what God has done...reminded who He is.

Our whole experience with Sarala has been such an amazing journey...one of faith, despair, hope, love, miracles...God. God moved so dramatically through her life and circumstances that everyone around her has been affected. They still are as they learn of her beginnings since she shows no signs of her early set-backs. Seeing the wonder in her eyes as she experiences life is something that I truly find joy in.

That brings me to my question...what happened? What causes the cynicism that affects how we look and interact with the world around us?

I found this G.I. Joe character...the Native American one...at Wal-Mart the other night. I had to buy it. The purchase reminded me of a time when I was a child that couldn't wait to get home from school to play outside...to play with my G.I. Joe's...especially if I had a new one in the mix. The anticipation...the wonder...especially around Christmas is something that I don't allow myself to get caught up in anymore. Why...I really don't have an answer. It seems like the pressures of life, work-life, home-life...providing...the current state of the world...things...whatever...occupy my mind more than the little things. The wonder and awe of a world created by a loving and good God is totally visible in the eyes of the small baby girl who I get to call daughter. The pictures above are amazing. The way God has taken care of this small child...I love that she has this story around her.

So, as I thought about this stuff I figured I'd get into my Bible a little and this is what came up....

God is magnificent; he can never be praised enough.
There are no boundaries to his greatness.
Generation after generation stands in awe of your work;
each one tells stories of your mighty acts.
Psalm 145:3-4

I love this...Generation after generation stands in awe of your work. I look at my life...Sarala's life...we are truly in awe of the work of God in the lives around us...our own...friends...family. There are so many stories. True life-change kills me...tears at my heart. Seeing what Jesus can do to someone keeps me going...gets me fired up.

Your kingdom is a kingdom eternal;
you never get voted out of office.
God always does what he says,
and is gracious in everything he does.
Psalm 145:13

I figured that this is a very timely verse...since we're looking for Change and all. Jesus is the only one capable of true...lasting...ultimate change.

Generous to a fault,
you lavish your favor on all creatures.
Everything God does is right—
the trademark on all his works is love.
God's there, listening for all who pray,
for all who pray and mean it.
Psalm 145:16-18

Yes...I admit I've felt this way about people, that God has been Generous to a fault. That's God though...not for me to worry about...and I am getting better about it. Also...it's all about meaning what you pray...not just talkin' the....prayer?

Yes....

So...I leave you with this. When times get crazy...when all you're thinking becomes negative towards people or circumstances...take some time (like getting up way early because you had to get to school early to finish something...;) and quiet your heart...mind. Listen. Sometimes we talk way too much...to people about people, to God about people...How about we just listen and go from there.

Here's a song from Andy Osenga which talks about the little things in life like...my tiny baby's breathing deeper every day...soon she'll leave her crib forever...I guess it's no coincidence that the title of this song is...you guessed it...Early in the Morning...yes!

Worship Set 11-23-08

Celebration - Kool and the Gang...that's right y'all
Yea God - Newsong
Happy Day - Tim Hughes
Never Let Go - Matt Redman
Mighty to Save - Hillsong
God of This City - Chris Tomlin
We Will Remember - Tommy Walker

The service elements included baptism, baptism video (117 in the past year), and card-board confession video during "Never Let Go." All in all...an amazing reminder of the life-change that occurs when we let Jesus in.

"So What Are You Dying From That's Keeping You From The Finals?"

There is this scene in the movie Dodgeball that has me laughing every time. I am happy to say that I've come through my first rough patch with the career. I realize that everything won't always go like I would like...I've got to work through those times. Those times are far and few between (what I've been told...and I agree...). I've been working six years now and this is the first time I've been to this point...letting my job drain me like never before. It's not time to quit though...not near enough to get me to quit. I love what I do...truly enjoy it. It's time to take in a little perspective and remember that I get to do what I love and get paid for it.

The scene here in Dodgeball has Lance Armstrong making Vince Vaughn's character feel like total crap for wanting to quit when the times are tough. I love the exchange here:

Lance Armstrong: Hey, aren't you Peter La Fleur?
Peter La Fleur: Lance Armstrong!
Lance Armstrong: Ya, that's me. But I'm a big fan of yours.
Peter La Fleur: Really?
Lance Armstrong: Ya, I've been watching the dodgeball tournament on the Ocho. ESPN 8. I just can't get enough of it. Good luck in the tournament. I'm really pulling for you against those jerks from Globo Gym. I think you better hurry up or you're gonna be late.
Peter La Fleur: Uh, actually I decided to quit... Lance.
Lance Armstrong: Quit? You know, once I was thinking of quitting when I was diagnosed with brain, lung and testicular cancer all at the same time. But with the love and support of my friends and family, I got back on the bike and won the Tour de France five times in a row. But I'm sure you have a good reason to quit. So what are you dying of that's keeping you from the finals?
Peter La Fleur: Right now it feels a little bit like... shame.
Lance Armstrong: Well, I guess if a person never quit when the going got tough, they wouldn't anything to regret for the rest of their life. Well good luck to you Peter. I'm sure this decision won't haunt you forever.

There it is..."I'm sure you have a good reason to quit...." Nothing like a little perspective from a movie like Dodgeball...gotta love it.

Pull Me Out...

But me he caught—reached all the way
from sky to sea; he pulled me out
Of that ocean of hate, that enemy chaos,
the void in which I was drowning.
They hit me when I was down,
but God stuck by me.
He stood me up on a wide-open field;
I stood there saved—surprised to be loved!
Psalm 18:16-19

I feel like I've been pulled through the proverbial "ringer". My job is draining me in ways it never has before. This worries me because my job...career...is something that I thought I would be doing for awhile. I'm only six years in and I don't know how much more I can take. Do I put too much pressure on myself? Yes...I've been known to do this to myself. I want and try to be the best. I can't sit back and just accept the status quo...if I can affect change...I'm going for it. I'm at a point though where it feels like I've done everything...researched...talked to others...sought advice from different people with different perspectives...changed what I do...asked for help. Can I keep going? I don't know. This is the first time I've come to this place. So...here I sit...Sarala reading on the bed...finishing a blog post.
The video here is something I put together not too long ago but had problems uploading it to blogger. I got it to work today...which fits well with my current state of mind/being. The photos come from the summer travels of 2008. The background song comes from Bebo Norman's self-titled album...Bebo Norman. The song is called Pull Me Out. This is essentially my prayer....

Good...

Have you ever asked anyone "What's up?" with them responding..."good." Well, that is "what's up"...good. Rather than sacrifice much needed rest to blog, which I've got some stuff in the works...it is time for sleep. A pretty good day...not too crazy...not to bland...good.

I planned on...

My plan this evening was simple. Hang with the fam...get some work done...bust out a blog...then to bed in the nine o'clock hour. It is just about ten o'clock and I'm sitting here listening to Sarala cry as she tries to fall asleep. She has a double ear infection and is not herself. I'm debating whether or not to stay home with her tomorrow...which I guess will be a game-time decision. It's amazing how I had all these things I wanted to get done tonight.... The small child needed me so that's what we did. We played a little, read, tried to eat some food, watched tv, gave her a bath, and talked on the phone with grandma.

Life tends to happen like this though...plans...then something comes up and the plans are non-existent or changed. As I watched Sarala listen to a story on the couch...I thought about how much I love this little girl. She has changed my life. My perspective, tolerance, patience, everything.... I would do anything for her.

As I finish up this post...she stops crying...almost. As I typed this...the crying came back...a jinx on my part I guess. So...here is to the blog...I'll get to you here as soon as I can. We've got lots to talk about. Alright...good night.

Worship set 11-16-08

The Time Has Come - Hillsong United
All Because of Jesus - Steve Fee
Sing to the King - Passion
You Are God Alone - Phillips, Craig, & Dean
Blessed Be The Name - Newsong

People Make Life Interesting...

Yes...people...they can really spice up life if it isn't already "spicy" enough for you ;). I don't really know what to say or how to say it. It's amazing how we...the people of the church..."the church"...christ-followers...disciples...can really throw a wrench in things.

I know people can have good intentions...I know I've had good intentions...but things don't always go down like we think because...people make their own choices and perceive things differently.

I've either thrown the wrench myself in the past or I've been on the receiving end of it (like the scene from Dodgeball...see below;)...both intentionally and unintentionally. I've learned so much from these experiences...or would hope I have...yet they reoccur. It especially kills me when people...relationships...lives are involved. So...that's where I am...trying to stay amidst what God's doing...trying to keep myself from saying something stupid...trying to take the next step, according to what God has got going on...trying to not focus on the talk floating around out there...yes...that's where I is!

"Throwin' a wrench..."

Keeping It Going...

So let's not allow ourselves to get fatigued doing good. At the right time we will harvest a good crop if we don't give up, or quit. Right now, therefore, every time we get the chance, let us work for the benefit of all, starting with the people closest to us in the community of faith.
Galatians 6:9

I'm tired. Fatigued would be a good way of describing it. Relationships can get messy. Developing and cultivating relationships can be hard work. This passage is essentially my current prayer. I will elaborate in my next post...because like I've previously stated...it's time to rest...bed....

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2 Pairs of Shoes for 5 Bucks...

I've already seen this "blogged" about on two of the blogs in my "blogroll"...I'm adding to the mix.



Alright guys and gals...this took me all of two minutes and 5 bucks. This is a blogging challenge...to donate 50,000 pairs of shoes in 50 days. Click here to donate. Then pass this on to everyone you know via e-mail, blog, facebook...social media. It's easy to spread the word by using these graphics on your blog, facebook, myspace...whateva. 5 bucks is something we call all handle. Here's where the idea started...blog on y'all!

Worship Set 11-09-08

You are the One - Lincoln Brewster
Filled With Your Glory - Starfield
Remain - Starfield
I Will Go - Starfield

It was an all acoustic morning...just vocals...a rhythm acoustic, lead acoustic, and a Djembe. It was quite awesome...toned-down yet amped-up if you know what I'm sayin'?!

Looking Ahead...

It's amazing how quickly time flies. It's already a week into November...we were shopping today and it was madness...lots of people already shopping for Christmas. It does make sense I guess...Christmas isn't too far ahead...but I usually don't think that far ahead. My plans this year are to enjoy the present...enjoy the moment.

This picture was taken about a month..maybe three weeks ago. I noticed today that almost all of the leaves are off the trees...so this picture today wouldn't look anything like this.

We returned home from our excursion to Fenton tonight and we watched some old videos, from last year, of Sarala. It's amazing how much she has grown in the past couple months. My thoughts about looking ahead...trying not to worry about what's coming stem from the realization that Sarala may have Cerebral Palsy. It is utterly amazing how far she has come...and Crystal and I always knew that we may have to deal with things as she gets older...but it's been an amazing year and a half. She is now two years and two months old. It looks like we'll be back to Children's Hospital in January sometime...to check her eyes...and to check CP. Does she have it bad? No...but she is stiff when she walks and has trouble running. I still praise God for everything He's done and I'm looking forward to what He can do with this new challenge. The words of Paul are once again refreshed in my mind...

Celebrate God all day, every day. I mean, revel in him! Make it as clear as you can to all you meet that you're on their side, working with them and not against them. Help them see that the Master is about to arrive. He could show up any minute!

Don't fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God's wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It's wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.
Philippians 4:5-7

So...that's what we'll do
Celebrate God all day, every day.
and
Instead of worrying, pray.

Expectations...

That boy had the highest of expectations
And he heard that Jesus would fill him up
Maybe something got lost in the language
If this was full, then why bother?

This was not the way it looked on the billboard
Smiling family beaming down on the interstate

You know that we all try to blame someone
But our dreams won’t rise up from their sleep
And the reaching of the steeple felt like one more
Expensive ad for something cheap

This was not the way it looked on the billboard
Smiling family beaming down on the interstate

Dressed up nice for the congregation
Scared somebody’s gonna find him out
Through the din and the clatter of the hallelujahs
A stained glass Jesus sings

This was not the way it looked on the billboard
Smiling family beaming down on the interstate

Okay...I know...two posts in a row that are about songs. Songs that can come off offensive towards the church. Am I trying to be negative? No...I'm just talking...or blogging rather what I've been thinking about lately. There are a certain set of "expectations" that people bring with them to church. There is a look to it all...a facade if you will. Is "the reaching of the steeple just one more expensive ad for something cheap?"

I guess what I've been thinking about lately concerns the outside matching the inside. The church should reflect something. The people should reflect something. This something shouldn't ever be perfection because that will never happen. Usually it's just as bad inside the church as with the rest of the world. For some reason we, as Christ-followers, tend to separate the two...external and internal. There should be a sense of authenticity that comes from the church...the people. It's not that we shouldn't have nice buildings and great things going on inside...but it's so much more than that. Like the lyric says early on...

That boy had the highest of expectations
And he heard that Jesus would fill him up
Maybe something got lost in the language
If this was full, then why bother?

There's too much at stake for us to try and live up to the expectations of people. We'll fall short. Always. Why don't we try authenticity for a change...reality...honesty. Are things always fantastic? No...but with Jesus there comes a greater sense of purpose, peace, completeness. We were all designed for a life connected to God. Once we figure out that this is the case...accept it...and go for it...life can be pretty amazing.

It's up to people though...they have to make the choice. We can try and influence them through our facilities...ministries...programs...music...life-groups...whatever. Ultimately...the choice is personal. Authenticity. Simplicity.

This is what I'm so loving about the group of people I get together with on a weekly basis. Life-group has been an amazing experience. A group of different people...living life together...honestly...authentically. God is doing something amazing and awesome around and in Arcadia Valley. We, the people, can't get in the way of that. It's up to us to just live our lives loving God and loving people. This is much more effective than...

This was not the way it looked on the billboard
Smiling family beaming down on the interstate

Instead of a Show...

Jon Foreman - Instead of a Show

I hate all your show and pretense
The hypocrisy of your praise
The hypocrisy of your festivals
I hate all your show
Away with your noisy worship
Away with your noisy hymns
I stomp on my ears when you’re singing ‘em
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
Your eyes are closed when you’re praying
You sing right along with the band
You shine up your shoes for services
There’s blood on your hands
You turned your back on the homeless
And the ones that don’t fit in your plan
Quit playing religion games
There’s blood on your hands
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
I hate all your show
Let’s argue this out
If your sins are blood red
Let’s argue this out
You’ll be one of the clouds
Let’s argue this out
Quit fooling around
Give love to the ones who can’t love at all
Give hope to the ones who got no hope at all
Stand up for the ones who can’t stand at all, all
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
I hate all your show

This is one of those songs that's pretty intense. Does it offend? It can. It can also remind us of the errors we make when trying to live the life of a Christ-follower. We have to remember that God wants more than a "show" from us. Our hearts...not our hollow prayers or external lives. When it comes down to it...Love God...Love Your Neighbor. The simplicity...profundity is amazing.

Many of us have lost our focus...people who are Christ-followers. The church...people...can get caught up in all of this "show"...neglecting our responsibilities, with the focus falling on things that God doesn't want, things he despises...meetings about things...the looks of things...appearance of buildings...appearances of unity where it's just a facade...and like the passage from Isaiah says below..."tearing people apart."

Real change can only be put into action if people choose to pursue justice...help those that can't help themselves...take care of the needs immediately around us. Christ-followers uniting under God...loving God...loving people...is where the focus should be.

I touched on this in my last post a little. We stand at a point in history where people are looking for change...and as a result the people of this country have elected a president who promises change. It's going to take more than a change of office to affect change in the United States...the world...our communities...the lives of people around us. It's going to take all of us working for change...to learn to do right...pursue justice...help each other. Only then can change truly occur. Love God and love your neighbor....

"Why this frenzy of sacrifices?"
God's asking.
"Don't you think I've had my fill of burnt sacrifices,
rams and plump grain-fed calves?
Don't you think I've had my fill
of blood from bulls, lambs, and goats?
When you come before me,
whoever gave you the idea of acting like this,
Running here and there, doing this and that—
all this sheer commotion in the place provided for worship?

"Quit your worship charades.
I can't stand your trivial religious games:
Monthly conferences, weekly Sabbaths, special meetings—
meetings, meetings, meetings—I can't stand one more!
Meetings for this, meetings for that. I hate them!
You've worn me out!
I'm sick of your religion, religion, religion,
while you go right on sinning.
When you put on your next prayer-performance,
I'll be looking the other way.
No matter how long or loud or often you pray,
I'll not be listening.
And do you know why? Because you've been tearing
people to pieces, and your hands are bloody.
Go home and wash up.
Clean up your act.
Sweep your lives clean of your evildoings
so I don't have to look at them any longer.
Say no to wrong.

Learn to do good.
Work for justice.
Help the down-and-out.
Stand up for the homeless.
Go to bat for the defenseless.
Isaiah 1:11-17 (Message)

Speaks For Itself...

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Missed Opportunities...

The ultimate question is, will we take a risk to put a face to the problems we give lip service to?
- Adam Smith, Relevant Magazine

Have you ever been annoyed when someone asks for your help? Maybe it's the inconvenience or the timing...like the end of a rough day at work. You may think...I don't want to deal with this right now.

The truth is though...we all have opportunities thrown in front of us daily that reflect this very thing...empathy from a distance vs. actually helping someone out. I'm afraid...even though I'd like to think I'd be ready to help someone out whenever and wherever...I have been annoyed. This may be where many of us would fall....

Two examples:
Crystal and I were coming back home from a Cardinal's game about two months ago and had to stop and get gas. We ended up doing some shopping at Dierberg's then off to QT we went. As I was filling up, Crystal went inside to get drinks. There was an older gentleman sitting in a vehicle on the other side of the pump. As I finished, he asked if I could help him out with his car. My first thoughts were...I've got another hour to drive, I'm tired.... I ended up saying yes and he told me what was up. He pulled in to get gas and his car wouldn't start back up. He look disheveled...with a elastic tie-down cable being used as a belt. I don't know a whole lot about cars but I figured I'd give it a shot. We checked stuff out...thought I'd try and give his car a jump. We tried it and nothing...nothing. At that point I didn't know what to say or do. I said "Sorry" and since we were at a QT...justified in my mind he'd be alright and off we went.

Now...since it was in Arnold I figured he'd be okay...but again...I assumed because...well...I was thinking about myself.

The other situation involves a family that I've been building a relationship with over the past month. It's been an incredible journey...but I admit there's been times when I've said out loud...Ahhhh, not now...not tonight. Terrible, I know...but yes...I was annoyed as the name came across the caller id. I even didn't answer once.

I've been thinking about this idea lately...of helping those in need. It's easier to write a check to a big organization, let others take care of the big things...like orphans in other countries or AIDS in Africa. What about the people who live immediately around us. Are we aware of the needs around us? Our own communities are filled with needs...and many of us go on with our days unaware or not wanting to be aware.

My challenge to you is...do you put a face to things you give lip service to? The new president isn't going to fix everything that's wrong with our country. Just think what could happen if people started to look out for one another...meet needs instead of waiting for the government or some organization to do it. If one family were to help out another...food...fixing something...just listening. Think about the CHANGE that would happen that way.

So...let's not focus on the missed opportunities...let's try to look for the opportunities that God places in our paths each day, and ACT.

A New Look...and Something to Think About...

The blog needed a change...some elements are the same...some new elements will be added. I needed a change since I've been working on a project at work that has bled into my home-life. I completed a HUGE chunk of it and can now return my attention to the stuff I see, hear, and think about as I walk throughout life everyday in the valley. For example...realizations I've had about relationships...people...issues...whatever. I'm looking forward to continuing my blog with the journey that I'm traveling. I want to make the direction of my posts more deliberate...intentional...to see/hear what people think.

So...to get us started...here you go:

Check this out

Under Construction...

Alright guys...my blog is under construction at the moment. I'm trying to give it a new look but won't be able to really mess with it until after Monday. I've been working on curriculum for the past day and a half...hopefully I'll finish tonight. That will give me tomorrow to type it all in...and there it is.... So, until Monday....

Okay, Let's Try This Again...Have You Wondered...Who IS Wade Buckman?

Apparently the tinyurl stuff doesn't work at school...blocked...so click here and you'll see what Buckman-Mania is all about.

Have You Wondered...Who IS Wade Buckman?

Click here...and enjoy "Buckman Mania!"

I Can't Not Blog...

This is pretty much what I'd like to do when I get home. Just lay on the couch...take a nap maybe. I can't though...not until next week anyway. For some reason...life has been really busy. I really don't know what my schedule is filled with...but it seems like once Sarala goes to bed...I get busy working on something. Tonight...curriculum. I'm looking to work on curriculum every night until Monday because...well...it's DUE MONDAY!! I know...I'm trying not to overwhelm myself so I take breaks every now and then...like now...a break to blog.

Tonight was great because "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" was on tv. Sarala and I watched it together...in it's entirety, which is pretty awesome. The little girl likes Snoopy...I imagine because he's a puppy. She loves puppies in general, which explains why she is a puppy for Halloween.

I love it...Charlie Brown ends up getting rocks at every house when they go trick-or-treating. Plus...aren't the other kids terrible to him...all the time? Well...enjoy...back to work for me.

Driving and Listening...

I had to cruise out to Wal-Mart...well...I guess I didn't "have to", but in order to affect positive change correctly within my classroom management system...I needed tickets. I checked out ALCO...but alas...didn't have them. I waited until Sarala went to bed which had me arriving at Wal-Mart around 8pm.

If I drive anywhere alone...the time is spent listening to music, thinking, and talking to God about whatever. As my iPod shuffled through my music collection, a song came on by MercyMe called "Finally Home." Now, I'm not normally a MercyMe listener, but the song caught me because of its content...which explains why it is part of my collection. The song is about the ability to see someone you love dearly again once you "finally make it home"...in this case...your dad.

Some of you are aware of this but if you're not...my dad passed away when I was only six years old. It rocked my world. He had cancer...so I guess people had an idea that he could pass...but that's not how things work for a child. I remember not feeling any emotion at the viewing the night before the funeral. Everyone was crying...I felt horrible because I wasn't crying...because I thought I was supposed to. I was sad...but the brevity of the situation hadn't struck me...again...I was only six. This event changed my life. We had to move...my mom had to go to work...new neighborhood in a rougher part of town...life with a single parent...a little brother to help take care of...too much for a little kid.

I often think about how life would be different if he didn't die. I think about all of the "man" stuff I had to learn on my own or teach myself. I think about my insecurities and how his living could have affected them...made them non-existent in some cases. I also think of the day that I'll get to see him again...along with many others that I've lost along the way...my older bro...my grandpa.... How amazing will that be?


There is this book I read by Donald Miller "To Own a Dragon: Reflections On Growing Up Without A Father" that has helped me remember that I'm not the only one out there who grew up without a dad. I think about how little Sarala is my best friend...that I want to and would do anything in my power to be around for her. I see the positives of this already within our relationship and it makes me happy.

And as I think about that day...like the song says...

I'm gonna wrap my arms around my daddy's neck and tell him that I've missed him

And tell him all about the man that I became and hope that it pleased him

Worship Set 10-26

Beautiful One - Jeremy Camp
Happy Day - Tim Hughes
Our God Saves - Paul Baloche
Your Name - Phillips, Craig, & Dean
Your Grace is Enough - Chris Tomlin

A Night Out With My Girls...

I got home and had to put this up on the blog before I got too busy to mess with it. Life has been quite busy lately for the Buckman's...primarily Wade. Report cards, P/T Conferences, doing something new with his teaching have taken up all of my extra time in the past week and a half. Today we had a half-day of meetings so we went up to STL...Fenton to be specific, and did some shopping, dinner, grocery shopping, then home. We ended up getting home by nine which wasn't too bad. O'Charley's is fantastic because they've got Diet Mt. Dew...the rolls are amazing when hot and fresh like they were...and kids eat free. Therefore...we splurged a little and Sarala and I ordered a chocolate smoothie to share and she loved it, which I loved. What a great way to spend a Friday night...with my two favorite-ist girls.

Very Small Rocks...

There is this line in Monty Python and the Holy Grail where villagers and a knight are trying to figure out if a girl is a witch.
"Very Small Rocks..." I love it.

Carving a "Punkin"

You know...there's not much to say about this other than it was a lot of fun...Sarala calls it a "punkin"...and I can't believe it turned out like it did. The pumpkin was pretty thick...an inch and a half to two inches...incredible.

How is it going?

There it is...that question. A question that can seem so empty and if answered...can throw us off guard. Most of us...I know I do...ask this question of people. Now...am I truly wondering how it is going...or am I just being polite? I try to be intentional about the words that come out of my mouth. That's the key though...I try, which means it's not always the case. So...I type this and ask myself...how is it going?

Well...I've am pretty busy. Report cards, curriculum, parent/teacher conferences, giving guitar lessons...all of these things are consuming my time. I've been selfish with my time lately. There...I said it. Now...I always try to make time to make sure Sarala gets my time...but I've made some decisions lately that have caused me to refrain from talking to people. I'm trying to meet deadline after deadline...staying caught up on all the paperwork and such that comes my way. I try and not overwhelm myself...but it happens here and there...the feeling of being overwhelmed. There it is...talking to people gets me off track.

That's where I need to fix things. People are important. The time I give them is precious...which is why I don't coach anymore or involve myself in too much right now...but there is an intentionality to the relationships I have and the ones I'm developing. I've ignored some urgings that God has dropped on me because of selfishness. Now I'm feeling like I've missed some opportunities. So...to end this post...it's time to continue talking to God about things, value the happenings in the lives of those around me, and work smarter so that my time is taken up by organizational things from school. Alright...there you go.

And yes...I need to get back to blogging regularly because I've got a lot going on in my thoughts and experiences...no reason why I can't take a couple minutes and put them into words in a post.

Almost Died Laughing...

I don't know why I think this is so funny...but it is!
muddy waters

The Little Babe...

There are some things in life that should take the top spots in anyone's list of important things. If you have a child or children...they should definitely hold one of those top spots.

This post by Perry Noble...Three Things I Want For My Daughter...describes where I am as far as my feelings for Sarala. I love her so much...and I want her to know that. I want her to know that God loves her very much...and I want her to know about the miracles that happened to get her healthy and to Missouri. She is one of the main reasons I am no longer a basketball coach. Will I ever coach again...? I would like to think so...but Sarala is only little for so long...I don't want to miss out on anything. I've thoroughly enjoyed every moment that I've been able to spend with her...over the summer...evenings...breakfasts on Saturday mornings...I love it all.

A Magic "Show"?

My first experience with life-groups was awesome and is something I'll always remember. Crystal and I were members of a church here in AV but attending a life-group through Meadow Heights. It was probably the second time we were at the home of our host's when we were talking about food for the next week. It was decided that we would have home-made ice cream for dessert...and a magic "show." All week Crystal and I tried to figure out what this was all about. Finally came the day for life-group again...and the magic "show." Turns out the magic "show" was actually magic "shell"...the stuff you put on ice cream that hardens and creates a chocolate "shell." Duh...but awesome. All the time we heard magic "show" and it was magic "shell." We were at Big Lots today and I saw some magic shell that reminded me about this...how awesome.

Your Serve...

Don't burn out; keep yourselves fueled and aflame. Be alert servants of the Master, cheerfully expectant. Don't quit in hard times; pray all the harder. Help needy Christians; be inventive in hospitality.
Romans 12:11

I've had some amazing experiences in the past two weeks. Part of those experiences resulted in my having to prioritize a little...to answer the question "What are the important things in life?" So...here I am...winding down from another crazy day in second grade. My desk has a pile of papers on it from the week...all graded...but not recorded. This is due to what's coming next week...a change in how I teach and what I teach.

Enough of that for now...on to what has been on my mind. Service. Service can get to a point where your thought-life says..."I'm tired...there's got to be someone else who can help!" Yes...I understand...I've been at that point. It's in those times when God drops some opportunities on me that have been utterly amazing in scope. I return home thinking..."Wow...I'm sure glad I didn't miss out on that...all because of being tired." Pushing through the tiredness...now hear what I'm saying. You must be wise in choosing how and when to help serve. Don't bring yourself to a point where you're neglecting your family or your own duties and responsibilities. Also...everyone needs rest every now and then. Take time to refuel...read...listen to some good music...eat something different...revel in the beauty of nature.

When it comes to that point...I try to focus on what God has going on...not on the craziness around me. It's those thoughts that can deter you and cause you to miss out on some God-action happening around you or through you. Like Paul says above..."Pray all the harder" in those times.

Is it hard to be "cheerfully expactant?" Yes...life can be rough, but don't quit. Pray...seek help from those around you...keep moving forward. Just because you're a Christ-follower doesn't exempt you from life. Often we have more questions and confusion because God works in His ways...not ours. I'm thankful for that though. Trust that He's holding it down...and remember that He's placed people around you that can provide support and help in times of need. Everyone needs help at some point.

So...don't let life affect your serve.

A Night At Home...

Those of us who are strong and able in the faith need to step in and lend a hand to those who falter, and not just do what is most convenient for us. Strength is for service, not status. Each one of us needs to look after the good of the people around us, asking ourselves, "How can I help?"
Romans 15:1-2

I have developed an amazing relationship with a family within the past two weeks. Some of you know who I'm talking about because you've come with me...along on the journey. It has been amazing...God has done some awesome things and I'm looking for what's next.

Let me start at the beginning. About two weeks ago I was made aware that there was a family in dire need. This family had nothing...had been put into a "house"...in very poor condition. No transportation, food...nothing. Now...usually one hears about these things and asks..."what put them in this situation?" or they say things like "some thing's up with this situation...they're just looking for handouts." Granted...there are a lot of people that abuse help when it comes...but there are others who truly need help. Pride can play a big part in how to ask...and I can only imagine the feelings and thoughts as the man of the house asked for help.

I was able to accompany two friends of mine to assess the situation...and it became clear that it was a real need. So...the people around me went into action and it has been awesome to see God work through and around people since. The blessings so abundant in our lives became apparent and it didn't take long for people to begin giving generously.

I've been over to visit the family a couple times since and last night was another awesome God-thing. The family...who had been saving money for some sort of transportation...had found a vehicle. So, a friend and I got a chance to drive them out to Desloge to pick it up. It looks like it's in great shape...considering the year and price.

I'm loving it...in awe about the whole thing...being able to witness the movement of God. I'm now back at my house tonight...taking it easy. The wife is attending on-line class, the baby girl is sleeping peacefully after taking a bath, and I was playing Wii...then I figured I should probably get some of these thoughts out while I'm thinking about them. Therefore...this post may seem a little disconnected without much flow...but I've been so moved by what God is doing around us...me...in people, through people...for people. I love it and I'm so thankful that I've been blessed with this experience.

As I continue to collect my thoughts and experiences...I'll write some more about it...but for now...back to some MarioKart until the wife is done...then off to bed.

Don't Judge Too Quickly...

God's hand for that person...

Never walk away from someone who deserves help;
your hand is God's hand for that person.
Don't tell your neighbor "Maybe some other time"
or "Try me tomorrow"
when the money's right there in your pocket.
Proverbs 3:28

I think that my last post reflects what this passage in Proverbs is talking about...the fact that I want to be able to do this. A big part of this is being sensitive to exactly who and when we need to help. If you've got the urge...go for it. What have you got to lose? I've been blessed with so much, as have many of you. Go for it...!

Some Reflection...

I look at this picture...from the summer...and see that my hair got quite long. It's heading that direction again...and we've now got one-fourth of the school year down. I'm looking back at this past week and thinking..."man...where did the time go?!" It's now the start of another week. I didn't do anything school-related all weekend so the result was me staying up late tonight working on lesson plans and grading papers. I did have fun playing guitar this weekend. Even broke a string while "rockin'" out. Now I'm back to thinking about school. I'm trying to find the motivation to get caught up but there seems to be too much life happening.

I don't want to miss the baby girl growing up...spending time with Crystal...things happening around me. I also don't want to miss out on the God-things going on around me. Time. Time is something that must be managed...and managed carefully...wisely. I don't want to spend all my extra time with the fam because I could be missing out on some opportunities placed around me by God. I also don't want to do the inverse of this...either way...it's not great. It's about finding balance. Balance in life...time...relationships...everything. I feel like I'm finally getting a handle on the organizational side of teaching this year so that I can devote more time to more important things. I also want to be available for whatever God-action that may come up...and I can't always do that if all I'm doing is school work. So...there it is...that's where I am right now. Not too exciting...I know...but I try and not create craziness for myself. Alright...it is pretty late and time for bed....

Where did the time go...?

The last time I posted...it was Tuesday evening and I was at school. It is now Thursday...late Thursday and I noticed that I actually had a little time and wasn't exhausted. This just illustrates how quickly time can pass. It seems like so much has occurred in the past couple days...so much that I haven't had time to blog. In the midst of it all I've had a chance to experience some of God's workings in the area. Also, Sarala is an ever-present reminder of how God can come through...if we ask and are serious about it.

The look on this face says it all. I love it though...a beautiful babe who I love so much. I've had some experiences this week that have really given me perspective on life...the things that are truly important. When it comes to living life...I feel like I've had an amazing opportunity to experience what Jesus was talking about in Matthew 5, the whole thing about "Salt and Light."

"Here's another way to put it: You're here to be light, bringing out the God-colors in the world. God is not a secret to be kept. We're going public with this, as public as a city on a hill. If I make you light-bearers, you don't think I'm going to hide you under a bucket, do you? I'm putting you on a light stand. Now that I've put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine! Keep open house; be generous with your lives. By opening up to others, you'll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in heaven.

We all have purpose. Sometimes it doesn't make sense...but we all have purpose. Like Jesus says "God is not a secret to be kept." God can do amazing things...and if we truly believe this...wouldn't we want to share it with everyone? Think about the things that God has done in your life...why not share it? Also...thinking about purpose...Jesus continues by saying "I'm putting you on a light stand. Now that I've put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine! Keep open house; be generous with your lives. By opening up to others, you'll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in heaven." It's time for us to shine. God is doing some amazing things around us in AV and we can play a part. It's up to us to "Keep open house; be generous with your lives."

I've been blessed by being able to get to know a family that has allowed me to live this out. Thinking about what generous means here...it's not financial in any means. It can be..but...just being an ear to listen...giving time to visit...these are things that all of us can do. Also, Jesus then says "By opening up to others, you'll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in heaven." It's crazy how this can point people in the direction of God. So...remember...like Paul says in Ephesians 3...

God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.

Who Are You...?

Hello Blog, it's been awhile. I didn't disappear. I even received an e-mail from my mom asking if I'm still alive or just busy. I realize that the frequency of my posts could prompt such an inquiry...but alas...I just got really busy...suddenly. It seems like life hit...and now it's Tuesday evening and I'm sitting at school typing this. Why am I at school? Well...I spent the day in Rolla at a workshop and am now participating in "Lights On Reading" and waiting for parents to swing in. I figured I'd take the seemingly free moments I've gotten and bust out a blog post.

My world has been rocked as of late. Nothing bad, just reminded of the need that affects so many families...and most of the time we're not even aware. I've been blessed with the opportunity to get to a know a family in the past couple days and my life is different because of it. Their experiences and circumstances are heartbreaking and humbling. God is already doing some amazing things in this situation and I'm expecting more. Well...I've got to get some stuff ready for tomorrow but I do have a blog post about my thoughts and experiences of the past few days in the works. It's saved...I just need to finish it...if I ever get a chance to sit down. Well...until next time...and hopefully it's not days later... ;)

Not Much to Blog About...

Life has kept me pretty busy lately. I haven't been able to come up with much to blog about because of this. I think if I tried to make myself blog...like I have up until recently...I wouldn't be able to produce anything coherent. I think I'd end up sounding like Fred Armisen's character from SNL...who is awesome by the way.

Twitter...

I haven't posted in a couple days. It seemed like I ran out of anything to say. In place of that I've been twittering...so I haven't completely left the electronic realm. I twitter.... I didn't know if I'd like it or not...but I think I'm now addicted. It's fun to know what's going on in the lives of those around me (those who twitter anyways). So...follow me if you're interested in the happenings that surround wb....

The Girls...

God's a safe-house for the battered,
a sanctuary during bad times.
The moment you arrive, you relax;
you're never sorry you knocked.
Psalm 9:9

As the basketball season edges ever closer...I continually realize that I am not coaching anymore. I still get called "coach", but am "retired"...more like "taking a break"...for now. I spent five years coaching high school girl's basketball and loved every moment of it. Since the arrival of the baby girl, things have drastically changed. Perspective now has a much greater scope...thus my "retirement." I was part of some great teams though that accomplished some awesome things...set records for wins in a season, players who scored an amazing amount of points, players who went on to play at the collegiate level, and a chance to head into the state tournament twice. I've had the chance to positively affect lives along the way, while hopefully teaching them something about the game of basketball.

It's now fall and the season nears...I'm not an official part of it. The main reasons are the individuals in the picture above. The girls. I love my girls. My wife has been very supportive during those long stretches of road games in Kingston and Perryville (in the same week) and has cooked many an awesome meal for late-night post-game dinners. The baby girl is always ready with a hug and kiss regardless of the day I've had. It doesn't matter how bad we got beat, how bad we played, how bad the school day was...I could always come home and find rest with the girls. God's in the house...and has blessed me with a wonderful wife and awesome baby girl that I love very much.

I'm beginning to appreciate the time I've never had as long as I've been employed at AV. This is the first year that I'm "just" a teacher. It's been rougher than I anticipated, but I'm thankful for the time. My experience with coaching is something I'll never forget and is something that I'll draw upon if or when I re-enter the profession.

Essentially...it comes down to the peace that God can provide it times of chaos, sadness, stress...etc. I'm blessed to have the support that surrounds me. Friends, family, my wife and baby girl...the time I'm getting to spend with them is awesome. Even when life is crazy...rest and peace prevail. Like the Psalm says above...

God's a safe-house for the battered,
a sanctuary during bad times.
The moment you arrive, you relax;
you're never sorry you knocked.
Psalm 9:9

How Awesome is This?

Yes...

Clarity...

What a God! His road
stretches straight and smooth.
Every God-direction is road-tested.
Everyone who runs toward him
makes it.
Psalm 18:30

Clarity...I look at the photo above and can clearly see a beautiful flower. I saw this flower that way...and am excited that I was able to capture what I saw with my camera. Clarity is not a word I would use to describe my recent mental state. My mind has been a wreck...there...I've said it. It has...and it's very unlike me. I look back at my journey...the past few weeks to be specific and see the confusion, sadness, and anger that permeated every aspect of my life. Usually if school sucks and drains me...I can come home at disconnect. For some reason...I couldn't. I've had many conversations with all sorts of people as to what I need to do about this. Having said that, I'm grateful for the people that God has placed around me. I look at the relationships that I've been able to develop and the rest and peace I've received in return. It's amazing how it works like that. I look at the words in this passage from Psalm 18 and the simplicity floors me...Everyone who runs toward him makes it.

I'm sorry Crystal for what you've had to put up with...with me being all stressed out about work and pouring it out at home. I can only do what I can do...that's it. Your love and support is something that has pulled and pushed me through...even though I don't say it near enough. And...that little girl of ours...amazing. This passage is a reminder...everyone makes it. I'm running towards God...I'll make it. Stop worrying Buckman...keep heading in the direction of God.

Took Some Time...

I'm back. I had to take a little time away from the blog...along with some other things this week. I've spent the weekend hanging out with the family with no real plan. It's been awesome. We spent Friday night at dinner with some new friends, hung out, and went to bed relatively early for a Friday night.

We woke up, ate some fantastic homemade breakfast, took Sarala and the dog to Elephant Rocks to explore, then went up to Taum Sauk Mountain State Park to let Sarala walk the trail to the highest point. She found some acorns, a furry caterpillar (which she called "kitty"), some flowers, a grashopper, praying mantis, lizard, amongst other various outdoorsy things. She loved it.

At that point the Buckman's took a nap...got up and played, ate dinner, and after Sarala went to sleep...Crystal and I just hung out. It's now 10 pm and time to go to bed. I know that this schedule doesn't look amazingly exciting...but it is. It's been way too long since I've just had a weekend to chill, recoup. Even though I'm playing music this weekend, it's been restful, peaceful. The only thing I actually did was continue work on a list of new music ideas for church...things for worship, things that can add to messages, and stuff to play before the worship set. If you have ideas...e-mail me or leave a comment.

Alright...time for some sleep.

My Reflection...

I can't anymore. There...I said it...I can't! I've tried too long to take care of things myself. I need God to "pull me out" of whatever this is I'm in. I'm done. Stick a fork in me ;)

This piece from Psalms punched me in the face today...made my eyes water if you know what I'm sayin'.

But me he caught—reached all the way
from sky to sea; he pulled me out
Of that ocean of hate, that enemy chaos,
the void in which I was drowning.
They hit me when I was down,
but God stuck by me.
He stood me up on a wide-open field;
I stood there saved—surprised to be loved!
Psalm 18:16-19

I then looked at my recent playlist of music that I've been drowning myself in a noticed a theme...then this song came up with a knockout punch.... I'm down...I love it...and am thankful that God designed me with a love for music. Music does amazing things. I love to play it and love to listen to it. The lyrics then hit me..."pull me out."
Okay...simple...God...PULL ME OUT!

Pull Me Out by Bebo Norman

Chorus:
I can’t get my feet off of the ground
I wanna run but I don’t know how
Can you reach down here and pull me out, can you pull me out
I wanna scream but there’s no sound
I wanna fly to you somehow
Can you reach me here and pull me out, can you pull me out, yeah

This song fits so well with how I'm doing...so I was messing around with Google Picasa and came up with this...all the photos were taken by me around AV and Montana.