I was running again today. Something really neat happened.
I was running at a park where there is a 2.2 mile loop and I was just starting on the second loop. I had run past this dad and his son fishing on the first loop and as I was on the second loop I was passing them because I was running, and the son had to be no older than four. As I ran past them, I heard these little footsteps quicken and I realized that this little boy was running behind me, trying to keep up. He was so cute.
I am not gonna lie. It was an awesome moment.
I slowed down and let him run with me for a bit.
All I could do was just smile.
He eventually slowed down
smiled
and went back to his dad.
I am not going to try to come up with some spiritual metaphor for this.
I could try though.
All I want to say. Is this:
Don’t forget to enjoy life every once in a while.
Don’t be afraid to run after something even if you can not keep up.
Thats all.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Run
I have forgotten lately how much I love running in my life. Running is the one avenue that I think God speaks to me the most. Some very key moments of clarity have come to my attention in the midst of a run whether it was 3, 6, or 13 miles long. God has used running in my life to show me very important things about myself in a way nothing else has.
All that to say, I was running today at Little Mulberry park, and a lot of thoughts just started streaming into my head about life and about where I have been these past months spiritually on this trek through the desert and what God has been teaching me. Like usual, my ideas are rather random, and jumbled together in the midst of ramblings. So here are a couple thoughts that have been in my head.
Being an avid runner, I am convinced that God gave us legs to run, so that through running we may have metaphors for our walk/run with Him.
If you run, you know the terms of “hitting a wall” “runner’s high” and so on. Just like in Christianity there are those cliches as well. We all know what its like to “hit a wall” spiritually.
Where it seems like prayers are hitting the ceiling and then bouncing right back down to hit you in the face. That is not an unknown feeling to most.
Then on the flip-side we know what its like to have a “spiritual high”
There are those times where everything is going right, where you just wake up and things are just right.
The reason behind this is because as Christians, at our core, is a runner. (maybe not physically for some…)
God has created us to run.
God has created us to endure.
Now I say all of that to come right back to my run today. I was running and was on the other side of the lake and I heard rain coming and then it just started moving across the lake ever so swiftly right to where I was running. Now I was at mile 1.2 on a 4.4 mile run.
And it was a hard rain for about 5 minutes. Not quite pouring, but hard enough to where it was not that much fun.
The easy thing to do was turn around and finish my run with 2.4 miles. But I came for 4.4 and I was not going to give up. To a runner, what matters is not the conditions in which he runs in but rather that he continues. The runner knows the results that are necesarry for training and refuses to cut short the training despite the temptation of an easy run.
Again, this can all be translated to Christianity, to following Jesus. Christianity is never a guarantee of rain free runs. Our God is a wild God, and with a wild God comes wild weather, in which there is sunshine and rain. What matters is not the condition but the ability to continue.
Well as many of you know and some of you don’t. My life these past two months have been an all out sprint in the rain.
Sideways rain.
I have not given up. In fact, I have never felt so strongly about where I am and what I am doing. I am for once in the past two months or so, incredibly happy.
Now, there was a time where I stopped to think about whether I should continue or not.
I Wanted to give up. In fact, I came VERY close to giving up.
I am not going to lie.
If it weren’t for key people in my life I would have.
But, instead I saw the goal, I saw where God was leading me. I stood up, put my head down, and continued the run.
Again, its not the conditions that matter, but rather the ability to continue.
I am certainly not saying this to say how awesome and spiritual I am.
I am so far from that.
I can be so immature, and so unwise, but God has made me to run,
And so I do.
And, I am still running you know.
I can’t give up.
I am not going to give up.
Because at my core is a runner.
My heart beats to the steps that I take in accordance to God’s will for my life.
So, friend, may you run. Rejoice in the sunny runs, and continue in the rainy runs.
God is with you.
No matter what, continue.
“Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”
-Philippians 3:12-14
All that to say, I was running today at Little Mulberry park, and a lot of thoughts just started streaming into my head about life and about where I have been these past months spiritually on this trek through the desert and what God has been teaching me. Like usual, my ideas are rather random, and jumbled together in the midst of ramblings. So here are a couple thoughts that have been in my head.
Being an avid runner, I am convinced that God gave us legs to run, so that through running we may have metaphors for our walk/run with Him.
If you run, you know the terms of “hitting a wall” “runner’s high” and so on. Just like in Christianity there are those cliches as well. We all know what its like to “hit a wall” spiritually.
Where it seems like prayers are hitting the ceiling and then bouncing right back down to hit you in the face. That is not an unknown feeling to most.
Then on the flip-side we know what its like to have a “spiritual high”
There are those times where everything is going right, where you just wake up and things are just right.
The reason behind this is because as Christians, at our core, is a runner. (maybe not physically for some…)
God has created us to run.
God has created us to endure.
Now I say all of that to come right back to my run today. I was running and was on the other side of the lake and I heard rain coming and then it just started moving across the lake ever so swiftly right to where I was running. Now I was at mile 1.2 on a 4.4 mile run.
And it was a hard rain for about 5 minutes. Not quite pouring, but hard enough to where it was not that much fun.
The easy thing to do was turn around and finish my run with 2.4 miles. But I came for 4.4 and I was not going to give up. To a runner, what matters is not the conditions in which he runs in but rather that he continues. The runner knows the results that are necesarry for training and refuses to cut short the training despite the temptation of an easy run.
Again, this can all be translated to Christianity, to following Jesus. Christianity is never a guarantee of rain free runs. Our God is a wild God, and with a wild God comes wild weather, in which there is sunshine and rain. What matters is not the condition but the ability to continue.
Well as many of you know and some of you don’t. My life these past two months have been an all out sprint in the rain.
Sideways rain.
I have not given up. In fact, I have never felt so strongly about where I am and what I am doing. I am for once in the past two months or so, incredibly happy.
Now, there was a time where I stopped to think about whether I should continue or not.
I Wanted to give up. In fact, I came VERY close to giving up.
I am not going to lie.
If it weren’t for key people in my life I would have.
But, instead I saw the goal, I saw where God was leading me. I stood up, put my head down, and continued the run.
Again, its not the conditions that matter, but rather the ability to continue.
I am certainly not saying this to say how awesome and spiritual I am.
I am so far from that.
I can be so immature, and so unwise, but God has made me to run,
And so I do.
And, I am still running you know.
I can’t give up.
I am not going to give up.
Because at my core is a runner.
My heart beats to the steps that I take in accordance to God’s will for my life.
So, friend, may you run. Rejoice in the sunny runs, and continue in the rainy runs.
God is with you.
No matter what, continue.
“Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”
-Philippians 3:12-14
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
The Heart of Paul a Desert Trekker
So, I dont know why, but I have been stuck on this desert theme of Spirituality and God has really been showing me a whole lot about it lately. Essentially, all the big Bible characters I guess you could say learned how to walk through the desert. Just think about it.
David
Paul
Abraham
Moses (literally)
Joseph
Etc...
I was reading in Romans and 2nd Corinthians this morning and I was just blown away by the fact, that God puts us through the desert so that we may be stronger.
So that we may trust him more. Here is what I read this morning in Romans 5:
" Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us."
-Romans 5:3-5
Do you see that trend of development within the person there? Check it.
Ok so as we walk through the desert/suffering whatever you wanna call it. There is a point where what we believe and what we have trusted in for sustenance fails. Through this failure we learn how to persevere in order to get to a point where we can eat and drink (metaphorically of course). It is through this perseverance that we develop our key character traits. Like, are you one to give up easy when things get tough? Or are you the one who takes charge and doesnt let the desert own you, but rather you owning the desert. And once a person starts to get tough in the desert, there is a hope that develops, a hope that the person knows that a desert does not go on forever, there is a horizon, and there is an oasis on the horizon.
If anyone, Paul is the one that can speak the most truth to this. Check out 2nd Corinthians:
"We put no stumbling block in anyone's path, so that our ministry will not be discredited. Rather, as servants of God we commend ourselves in every way; in great endurance; in troubles, hardships and distresses; in beatings, imprisonments and riots; in hard work, sleepless nights and hunger; in purity, understanding, patience and kindness; in the Holy Spirit and in sincere love; in truthful speech and in the power of God; with weapons of righteousness in the right hand in the left; through glory and dishonor, bad report and good report; genuine yet regarded as impostors; known yet regarded as unknown; dying and yet we live on; beaten and not yet killed; sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; poor yet making many rich; aving nothing and yet possessing everything."
-2nd Corinthians 6:3-10
This is a description of his ministry as a missionary. Its crazy. He knew what it was to be in the desert. He knew what it was to have hope in the midst of uncertainty. In the midst of the desert. And yet he had hope in Christ.
So, may you, the desert trekker keep on trekking. Know that there is an oasis on the horizon. Do not give up. God is doing big things in you. Embrace it.
David
Paul
Abraham
Moses (literally)
Joseph
Etc...
I was reading in Romans and 2nd Corinthians this morning and I was just blown away by the fact, that God puts us through the desert so that we may be stronger.
So that we may trust him more. Here is what I read this morning in Romans 5:
" Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us."
-Romans 5:3-5
Do you see that trend of development within the person there? Check it.
Ok so as we walk through the desert/suffering whatever you wanna call it. There is a point where what we believe and what we have trusted in for sustenance fails. Through this failure we learn how to persevere in order to get to a point where we can eat and drink (metaphorically of course). It is through this perseverance that we develop our key character traits. Like, are you one to give up easy when things get tough? Or are you the one who takes charge and doesnt let the desert own you, but rather you owning the desert. And once a person starts to get tough in the desert, there is a hope that develops, a hope that the person knows that a desert does not go on forever, there is a horizon, and there is an oasis on the horizon.
If anyone, Paul is the one that can speak the most truth to this. Check out 2nd Corinthians:
"We put no stumbling block in anyone's path, so that our ministry will not be discredited. Rather, as servants of God we commend ourselves in every way; in great endurance; in troubles, hardships and distresses; in beatings, imprisonments and riots; in hard work, sleepless nights and hunger; in purity, understanding, patience and kindness; in the Holy Spirit and in sincere love; in truthful speech and in the power of God; with weapons of righteousness in the right hand in the left; through glory and dishonor, bad report and good report; genuine yet regarded as impostors; known yet regarded as unknown; dying and yet we live on; beaten and not yet killed; sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; poor yet making many rich; aving nothing and yet possessing everything."
-2nd Corinthians 6:3-10
This is a description of his ministry as a missionary. Its crazy. He knew what it was to be in the desert. He knew what it was to have hope in the midst of uncertainty. In the midst of the desert. And yet he had hope in Christ.
So, may you, the desert trekker keep on trekking. Know that there is an oasis on the horizon. Do not give up. God is doing big things in you. Embrace it.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
The Heart of Jonathan A Desert Trekker
So, This past month or so I have done the most writing I have ever done in my entire life. I have always enjoyed writing, but never really enjoyed sharing as you can tell by the 9 or so posts in the past two years... Ha.
This past month, has just been a doozie. I have never felt so close to God, yet so far away. If you understand, you have been where I have been before, but if not, just wait. Your time will come.
This is something I wrote. kind of like a poem thing, I dont know, I am no english major. Its from 1st Samuel 14, if you have had a conversation with me about spiritual things I am sure this passage has come up before... I would read it, and if you have not read it, I would HIGHLY encourage it before you read what I wrote, it will be much more rewarding. I think. So, here it is. I hope you enjoy it.
I find the weight of a looming risk
Weighing down on me
A stampeding stomach
Makes me think
"Should I really do this?"
A heavy heart
Tells me
"This is crazy"
What if this doesn't work?
This could ruin everything
What if it does work though?
This could fix everything
Bozez and Seneh
Stand before me
Beckoning me
To climb
An army on top awaits me
Like I said before
"This is crazy"
But, I will never know if I don't go
I'll be in stuck in the land of
What if?
Where dreams
Aspirations
And hope
Die.
I must do this
This
A necesarry risk.
So, continue trekking, you desert trekker. Do not give up. But yet continue. For in the heart of continue you find God.
This past month, has just been a doozie. I have never felt so close to God, yet so far away. If you understand, you have been where I have been before, but if not, just wait. Your time will come.
This is something I wrote. kind of like a poem thing, I dont know, I am no english major. Its from 1st Samuel 14, if you have had a conversation with me about spiritual things I am sure this passage has come up before... I would read it, and if you have not read it, I would HIGHLY encourage it before you read what I wrote, it will be much more rewarding. I think. So, here it is. I hope you enjoy it.
I find the weight of a looming risk
Weighing down on me
A stampeding stomach
Makes me think
"Should I really do this?"
A heavy heart
Tells me
"This is crazy"
What if this doesn't work?
This could ruin everything
What if it does work though?
This could fix everything
Bozez and Seneh
Stand before me
Beckoning me
To climb
An army on top awaits me
Like I said before
"This is crazy"
But, I will never know if I don't go
I'll be in stuck in the land of
What if?
Where dreams
Aspirations
And hope
Die.
I must do this
This
A necesarry risk.
So, continue trekking, you desert trekker. Do not give up. But yet continue. For in the heart of continue you find God.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Desert Trekker.
The past couple days have been rough. I am not going to lie. In the past month, month and a half or so I have been praying that God would bend me, that He would make me into the man that I am made to be. I have just recently realized the danger in praying that. The risk.
Everything has been turned inside out in my life. I have been placed in the desert. To face everything that I am scared of.
I feel that God is teaching me something big.
I am not writing this for pity. I am not writing this to show you that I am a "spiritual guy." I am so not there.
I am writing this to tell you, that I am not afraid of the desert. That if you find yourself in the desert that you should not give up and think life is a constant oasis. Because that is far from the truth. Oasis' exist in the midst of the desert to give you rest for the next trek through the desert. 2nd Corinthians 1:6 says, "If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer." This is why i write this.
I was sitting in class on Monday, not paying attention, there was a lot on my mind. I pulled out my computer and typed this up. I hope it gives you hope as well as it did for me. maybe a bit of encouragement that though you are in the desert that you may have hope in that which God has called you to. That you might be a desert trekker.
When a man walks out of the desert.
He comes out a better
Stronger
More dangerous
Noble
Loving
Man.
For he has faced trouble.
For he has faced himself.
For he has faced discouragement.
For he has faced loneliness.
For he has faced sleepless nights.
For he has faced hunger.
For he has faced the enemy.
For he has faced doubt.
And came out on top of these things.
Its in the desert where what he believes
Is tested.
Its in the desert where he finds out
Who he believes in.
Himself?
Or Him?
He does not trust in his bow.
Not that he doesn’t use his bow.
His sword does not bring him victory.
But it is in God that His victory is found.
He boasts in God alone
For He is with him in the desert.
He does not confuse Desert
with desertion
He knows that God is with Him.
So, you the desert trekker. May you continue. Have hope that God has counted you worthy to make this trek through the desert. You will come out stronger. Continue.
Do not give up.
Do not.
Keep trekking.
Everything has been turned inside out in my life. I have been placed in the desert. To face everything that I am scared of.
I feel that God is teaching me something big.
I am not writing this for pity. I am not writing this to show you that I am a "spiritual guy." I am so not there.
I am writing this to tell you, that I am not afraid of the desert. That if you find yourself in the desert that you should not give up and think life is a constant oasis. Because that is far from the truth. Oasis' exist in the midst of the desert to give you rest for the next trek through the desert. 2nd Corinthians 1:6 says, "If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer." This is why i write this.
I was sitting in class on Monday, not paying attention, there was a lot on my mind. I pulled out my computer and typed this up. I hope it gives you hope as well as it did for me. maybe a bit of encouragement that though you are in the desert that you may have hope in that which God has called you to. That you might be a desert trekker.
When a man walks out of the desert.
He comes out a better
Stronger
More dangerous
Noble
Loving
Man.
For he has faced trouble.
For he has faced himself.
For he has faced discouragement.
For he has faced loneliness.
For he has faced sleepless nights.
For he has faced hunger.
For he has faced the enemy.
For he has faced doubt.
And came out on top of these things.
Its in the desert where what he believes
Is tested.
Its in the desert where he finds out
Who he believes in.
Himself?
Or Him?
He does not trust in his bow.
Not that he doesn’t use his bow.
His sword does not bring him victory.
But it is in God that His victory is found.
He boasts in God alone
For He is with him in the desert.
He does not confuse Desert
with desertion
He knows that God is with Him.
So, you the desert trekker. May you continue. Have hope that God has counted you worthy to make this trek through the desert. You will come out stronger. Continue.
Do not give up.
Do not.
Keep trekking.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Travel the World.
So, in a little more than twelve hours I will be on my way to probably one of the biggest adventures I have taken so far in my life. I am extremely stoked for this and cannot wait to see what happens. I will be going to Liberia, which is in the armpit of Africa. West Coast for all of you that are geographically challenged.
I dont know how I feel about it right now. I was explaining to Julisa (shes my girlfriend, I like her. :)) That I kinda feel like a soldier might feel flying into combat before (maybe on a different scale) they land. You know like when theyre in the helicopter or in the bomber about to drop out like in band of brothers. You have all this training that you go through and then its drop time. Its time to actually get your boots muddy, and go.
I am all about that. I mean boots were meant to get muddy, really. I mean if you see a guy wearing shiny boots, you know he either A.) just bought them. B.) Is afraid of the mud.
Catch my drift?
I think through this whole thing God has been teaching me how to not be afraid of the mud. Which is kind of weird because fear has never really been a huge issue for me. I have always been the risk taking one. The balls to the wall guy (girls its okay if you dont get it). The "oops shouldnt have done that one, but it was fun!" kinda guy, The "hey watch this..." guy, The guy who's life could be modeled after, "pain follows stupid.", and so on and so on.
I am all about risk, I really am. Sometimes i look at the mud and jump right in! Well... most of the time... And when I heard about the trip to Liberia, the risk involved, the mud involved, I jumped right on in!
But there is something about this trip that captured right from the start. I can honestly say that there were times when I believed that I was not supposed to go, that we had 2 months to go and yet I still only had 250 out of the 3500 i needed. There were times that I was sitting in the hospital because I reacted to a vaccination and had difficulty breathing. I look at it now and think,"Man, someone really did not want me to go on this trip."
On the flip side, i can also honestly say that it was utterly dumb of me to think I wasnt supposed to go on the trip. I mean how else can someone describe raising $3000 in 2 weeks? You cant. How can someone describe the phone call I got that went something like this:
Them:"Hey Collin, I just want to let you know that I just got a bonus from my job and am going to pay for the rest of your trip."
Me: silence...
Me: silence...
Them: "Collin?"
Me: "Are you serious?"
Them: "Yes"
Well there was a little bit more meat to that but that was the jist of it. I got that call the day before Christmas. Which was 4 days before I had to leave. insane.
INSANE.
I really wasnt planning on writing a blog tonight. But I think that sometimes I just sit down to write and it just flows out. You know like a... yea I got nothing. Think of something that flows a lot and smoothly too, and then just pretend I said it.
So I leave you with this. I leave tomorrow at 1 PM to go to Liberia. This is a risk. I love risk. Liberia is in the armpit of Africa. I am a little anxious. Pain follows stupid. I am bad with analogies. God works in mysterious ways. Dont be afraid of the mud. Probably shouldn't put "balls to the wall" in a blog ever again. I have a neat girlfriend. She is cute. She got me a hammock for Christmas, and its awesome.
So, when you think "what if God doesnt pull through for me on this one..." Think, "What if God does pull me through this one..."
There is a world of a difference between the two, and the difference can change your life. Pursue that. Pursue it hard. Pursue it SO hard.
Its been fun friends. I love you all dearly, and I can not wait to tell you guys the stories that happen while I am over there. I will bring back a T-rex for you.
~Collin
OH.
Check out our daily blogs from when we are over there at:
www.weliberia.blogspot.com
www.servicetoservants.com
-To read this one you have to click on "Team of 14 heads for Liberia"
PEACE!
I dont know how I feel about it right now. I was explaining to Julisa (shes my girlfriend, I like her. :)) That I kinda feel like a soldier might feel flying into combat before (maybe on a different scale) they land. You know like when theyre in the helicopter or in the bomber about to drop out like in band of brothers. You have all this training that you go through and then its drop time. Its time to actually get your boots muddy, and go.
I am all about that. I mean boots were meant to get muddy, really. I mean if you see a guy wearing shiny boots, you know he either A.) just bought them. B.) Is afraid of the mud.
Catch my drift?
I think through this whole thing God has been teaching me how to not be afraid of the mud. Which is kind of weird because fear has never really been a huge issue for me. I have always been the risk taking one. The balls to the wall guy (girls its okay if you dont get it). The "oops shouldnt have done that one, but it was fun!" kinda guy, The "hey watch this..." guy, The guy who's life could be modeled after, "pain follows stupid.", and so on and so on.
I am all about risk, I really am. Sometimes i look at the mud and jump right in! Well... most of the time... And when I heard about the trip to Liberia, the risk involved, the mud involved, I jumped right on in!
But there is something about this trip that captured right from the start. I can honestly say that there were times when I believed that I was not supposed to go, that we had 2 months to go and yet I still only had 250 out of the 3500 i needed. There were times that I was sitting in the hospital because I reacted to a vaccination and had difficulty breathing. I look at it now and think,"Man, someone really did not want me to go on this trip."
On the flip side, i can also honestly say that it was utterly dumb of me to think I wasnt supposed to go on the trip. I mean how else can someone describe raising $3000 in 2 weeks? You cant. How can someone describe the phone call I got that went something like this:
Them:"Hey Collin, I just want to let you know that I just got a bonus from my job and am going to pay for the rest of your trip."
Me: silence...
Me: silence...
Them: "Collin?"
Me: "Are you serious?"
Them: "Yes"
Well there was a little bit more meat to that but that was the jist of it. I got that call the day before Christmas. Which was 4 days before I had to leave. insane.
INSANE.
I really wasnt planning on writing a blog tonight. But I think that sometimes I just sit down to write and it just flows out. You know like a... yea I got nothing. Think of something that flows a lot and smoothly too, and then just pretend I said it.
So I leave you with this. I leave tomorrow at 1 PM to go to Liberia. This is a risk. I love risk. Liberia is in the armpit of Africa. I am a little anxious. Pain follows stupid. I am bad with analogies. God works in mysterious ways. Dont be afraid of the mud. Probably shouldn't put "balls to the wall" in a blog ever again. I have a neat girlfriend. She is cute. She got me a hammock for Christmas, and its awesome.
So, when you think "what if God doesnt pull through for me on this one..." Think, "What if God does pull me through this one..."
There is a world of a difference between the two, and the difference can change your life. Pursue that. Pursue it hard. Pursue it SO hard.
Its been fun friends. I love you all dearly, and I can not wait to tell you guys the stories that happen while I am over there. I will bring back a T-rex for you.
~Collin
OH.
Check out our daily blogs from when we are over there at:
www.weliberia.blogspot.com
www.servicetoservants.com
-To read this one you have to click on "Team of 14 heads for Liberia"
PEACE!
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Describing Water...?
So, here I am. In Colorado. I love it here. The abundance of mountains, big water, bikes, chacos, and more mountains makes me feel right at home. Although, my house is 1589 miles east... Home is where you make it right? Thats what my grandpa told me this week.
My grandpa. Poppa. He is a trip. He's celebrating his 50th wedding anniversary this week with my grandma. Gommy.
Yep. Thats what we call her. Gommy.
Anyways... So Poppa and Gommy are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary. 50 years. Together. Wow. That is a long time. I asked him, "Poppa. How do you guys do it? I mean 50 years is a long time."
He replied, "The only way is to keep Christ in the center of your marriage, could not have done it without Christ. But Collin, you know what that means.Right?"
"Technically Poppa, I don't. Considering I have been married, oh, I don't know 0 times." Haha.
We both just laughed. You know, he is quite funny for being old. And he has some good advice. Even though, I poke fun at him quite frequently, he is very wise. I mean who wouldn't be, he is in his seventies, and has been through quite a bit! I love sitting down with him and talking about life. I know when its time to leave the conversation though when he starts asking questions about the iPod he just got. Like, "Hey Collin, how do I put different songs from different artists together?" Thats my cue to leave. I love him though. He is awesome.
So, on a completely different note. I love it here. I think I said that already, but thats ok. In the two days we have been here I have:
1. Swam with my cousin JJ for multiple hours. He loves to Jump off the side of the pool and splash me. He's four.
2. go down a river in a Hyde Drift Boat. Its kinda like a raft, but made out of fiberglass... pretty sweet. We went down the river close to sunset, so it was pretty much AMAZING!
3. Went Offroading today. We pretty much had the time of our life. We got to a river where we could not cross it, because of all the snowmelt rushing down the mountain made the rivers quite large! SO we got out of the jeep, and went for a hike.
4. I got postholed. What does that mean? Well, being postholed means when you are walking across a stretch of snow, since its so sunny out and kinda warm the snow softens, and well a posthole, is when you sink into the snow. I personally sunk all the way up past my knees. Pretty Rad right? I was up to my knees in snow wearing shorts and a tshirt in June. SWEET!
5. Tonight, we went to this Jazz concert thing in the park. It was pretty lame. im not gonna lie. The music was alright. Nothing awesome and spectacular.
Thats only the first two days! I have a whole other week! Plans include... rafting, climbing up Maroon Bells (look em up) biking, hiking, fishing, swimming, eating, celebrating, and vacationing.
I have a confession to make. I feel like a little school boy here. There is just so much stuff I want to do! If I tried explaining why or how much I love it here, it would be the equivalent of trying to describe the taste of water. You can not do it. You just know that water tastes like water. Just like I know that I love Colorado.
Everything is different here. I mean, not CRAZY different. I feel almost invulnerable to stress, because all I have to do is think, Man, I'm in Colorado. Or I just look at the mountains and think, "Wow... that sure is something, I am glad the guy who made that is on my side!"
Today on the way to the off roading place, my uncle (who has lived here for 15 years!) would stop the car and start taking pictures of the mountains and stuff. The sense of wonder is still there in him and he has been here for 15 years. I mean, its just that amazing out here. Colorado is a place where 15 years has no effect on your wonder and awe of the beauty of the wilderness. And thats just one of the few things I love about this place.
I truly think God spent a little extra time creating Colorado. I dont know I could be wrong.
I love you guys, and i truly hope you guys have an amazing week! May you live in awe of Christ this week.
My grandpa. Poppa. He is a trip. He's celebrating his 50th wedding anniversary this week with my grandma. Gommy.
Yep. Thats what we call her. Gommy.
Anyways... So Poppa and Gommy are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary. 50 years. Together. Wow. That is a long time. I asked him, "Poppa. How do you guys do it? I mean 50 years is a long time."
He replied, "The only way is to keep Christ in the center of your marriage, could not have done it without Christ. But Collin, you know what that means.Right?"
"Technically Poppa, I don't. Considering I have been married, oh, I don't know 0 times." Haha.
We both just laughed. You know, he is quite funny for being old. And he has some good advice. Even though, I poke fun at him quite frequently, he is very wise. I mean who wouldn't be, he is in his seventies, and has been through quite a bit! I love sitting down with him and talking about life. I know when its time to leave the conversation though when he starts asking questions about the iPod he just got. Like, "Hey Collin, how do I put different songs from different artists together?" Thats my cue to leave. I love him though. He is awesome.
So, on a completely different note. I love it here. I think I said that already, but thats ok. In the two days we have been here I have:
1. Swam with my cousin JJ for multiple hours. He loves to Jump off the side of the pool and splash me. He's four.
2. go down a river in a Hyde Drift Boat. Its kinda like a raft, but made out of fiberglass... pretty sweet. We went down the river close to sunset, so it was pretty much AMAZING!
3. Went Offroading today. We pretty much had the time of our life. We got to a river where we could not cross it, because of all the snowmelt rushing down the mountain made the rivers quite large! SO we got out of the jeep, and went for a hike.
4. I got postholed. What does that mean? Well, being postholed means when you are walking across a stretch of snow, since its so sunny out and kinda warm the snow softens, and well a posthole, is when you sink into the snow. I personally sunk all the way up past my knees. Pretty Rad right? I was up to my knees in snow wearing shorts and a tshirt in June. SWEET!
5. Tonight, we went to this Jazz concert thing in the park. It was pretty lame. im not gonna lie. The music was alright. Nothing awesome and spectacular.
Thats only the first two days! I have a whole other week! Plans include... rafting, climbing up Maroon Bells (look em up) biking, hiking, fishing, swimming, eating, celebrating, and vacationing.
I have a confession to make. I feel like a little school boy here. There is just so much stuff I want to do! If I tried explaining why or how much I love it here, it would be the equivalent of trying to describe the taste of water. You can not do it. You just know that water tastes like water. Just like I know that I love Colorado.
Everything is different here. I mean, not CRAZY different. I feel almost invulnerable to stress, because all I have to do is think, Man, I'm in Colorado. Or I just look at the mountains and think, "Wow... that sure is something, I am glad the guy who made that is on my side!"
Today on the way to the off roading place, my uncle (who has lived here for 15 years!) would stop the car and start taking pictures of the mountains and stuff. The sense of wonder is still there in him and he has been here for 15 years. I mean, its just that amazing out here. Colorado is a place where 15 years has no effect on your wonder and awe of the beauty of the wilderness. And thats just one of the few things I love about this place.
I truly think God spent a little extra time creating Colorado. I dont know I could be wrong.
I love you guys, and i truly hope you guys have an amazing week! May you live in awe of Christ this week.
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