Friday, February 26, 2010

The Rescue in the Darkness

It has been a while sense I have done any poetry but this one has been burning in my heart for a while. The story is about Man and his struggle with the flesh and the spirit and Jesus that rescues.

My Heart is held captive by the tent where it dwells and the fire that feeds it has been locked behind stone. Why has this shell not been shaken of its hold, or its grip not been torn of it's claim. This wild passion longs for release but only silence is herd, and desperation turns violent as these two men come to fame. Why does this war wage only to see ground taken and then ground regained. If I could run faster then I surely would go or if I could swim farther then I would let sea call my name. These two men that besiege me one is truth that lives free and the other that calls me gives death with eyes that cant see. OH how I long for the sword will cut through the night piercing the darkness pouring in me true light. In the battles they face one cries out in despair but the man of great darkness gives pain with no care. The chains that once bound me had torn through my skin but after I'm free there I return once again, why all this pulling that claws in my chest in chasing His light this tent gives me no rest. I see His grace giving life in my soul and His truth that sets free on my heart it lays hold. But this man that beckons me in his heart there's no life only darkness that binds me and a path filled with strife. In these two men one can see death that is free and in the core of his heart knows his eyes can now see. But the man that wages war his hatred is strong and the life that he gains is death without song. Oh heart, oh heart, The One that is calling can see these two men, He knows there's a battle that neither can win. His Army stands ready war they will wage but The One that is Calling steps on to His stage. Into the darkness He fought them and called me by name He slayed all the dragons by His sword covered in flame. He saw me in the distance battling within one longing for life the other for sin. By His hands He had grasped me pulling me tight to His chest in the midst of His presence I felt life giving rest. His arms covered in justice and His hands drenched in Grace He plowed through the darkness putting shame to there face. As He broke through the night darkness no longer I'd see only His grace abounding and His Love that sets free. With His body He ransomed me and fought through the night He called out my name and carried me to His light. Oh heart Oh heart only night did I see but because of His Blood Oh Heart your now free!!!!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Wonderful memories of being a Kid

This is a very speacial post to me because it brings me back to when I was a kid and (Cartoons actually had class unlike todays junk) actually spent time watching cartoons. I remember being at my grandmothers house watching these old Disney cartoons my grandmother would record, she would have the firplace going it would be real cold outside and we would crawl up in some blankets on the couch or on the carpet on the floor to watch them. Such good memories I would laugh until it hurt. It was such an exciting thing to see the Disney logo come on tv in it's stripped design with the featured shows for that day in front of it. My grandmother had an old tv framed in a big wood carved box it still works to this day. It has to be some of my greatest memories growing up and spending long summers in Mississippi staying up late watching these old classics. I know I posted a lot but these are some of the ones I could find after seeing one on an old vhs we had. I half to be honest I watched every one and so many more I love them all and hope you enjoy them to. I wish Cartoons still had this kind of Character and class but all good things must come to an end I guess. Anyways Disney did such an amazing job and I Hope you enjoy.
Mickey Donald Goofy(Boat Builders)


Goofy Golf

Mickey Donald Goofy (GHOST Scare)

Mickey and Pluto

Goofy Football

A Disney Christmas

Donald Hockey Champ

Goofy Dance

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Reminds me of my Dad( He's a Chef)

This is absolutely hilarious. I used to love watching this guy growing up. My Dad is a chef so I always think about him when I see this he is as goofy as this guy to I guess that's where I get it from.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Sneak Peak to My New Book (Red Boots)

Where The Story Begins
Adventure, risk, death defying moments, thrills that will make your adrenaline pump through your veins, if you are hoping to find all of this while reading, you will. This entire book is full of true stories from my life that in the process of writing I was full of thankfulness to God for the grace and protection he has had on me. But so much more than all of those things is a story of how God used all of that to bring me to one little boy across the world in a small country in Africa. I will tell you stories of my days in the Marine Corp, stories of the mission field, stories of wild animals and crazy friends, stories that will make you laugh and many that will make you cry, but most important of all, the story of a little orphan with the only name I remember, Red Boots. I hope to take you on a personal journey of life experiences that I believe God used to shape me and mold me for a special task, a task that is much greater than me and a task that requires many people far greater than my self to carry out. This journey I hope will inspire you to seek out Risk, faith, Adventure, and selflessness all for Gods kingdom to reach those that are thought unreachable, to share with those that are hurting, broken, poor, homeless, Orphaned, Widowed, forgotten, those that are looking for life, looking for Purpose, looking for Love, looking for what they don’t even know, Jesus. In all of these stories Christ drew me close into his arms and taught me that others are why he lived, that others are why he died. I hope you catch this passion, I hope you are a fisherman that will lay down your net and hear the call. The Call of Christ, the call to others. Red Boots, there are very few memories that I have in my life that are more beautiful than this one. My number one would be the day I gave my life to Christ, my number two would be the day I married my beautiful wife Heather, three would be the day I became a United States Marine. But this memory, this scene that always plays in my mind is very different, very special. I remember standing outside of a chain link fence peering through some barb wire and a locked gate. There were little children running around everywhere, all playing throwing rocks kicking dirt just doing what little kids do, have a great time. As I moved through the entrance down a small slope to the care point I saw a little boy standing by himself on the path to the playground, he had a huge grin on his face and on his feet were a big bright pair of Red Rubber Boots. I will never forget it, the moment he saw me come around the corner he took off towards me, jumped on me as high as he could and wrapped his arms around me. I was in complete shock, absolutely stunned to think that this little boy has never met me, has now clue who I am, doesn’t know any of my past, my issues, struggles, fears, sins, or failures and yet devoted his Love to me without second thought. I had been to Africa before with total different experiences but this trip opened my eyes to everything that was hidden in me the first time. This little Orphan showed me Jesus, and at this moment I understood why he said what you have done unto the least of these you have done unto me.