Tuesday, February 24, 2009

How Many Alligators

It sounds like the beginning of a bad joke. How many alligators walked into the bar with a priest and an atheist? One, because it ate the priest and atheist. I know. I just made it up. It's terrible. Yesterday we went exploring at Myakka State Park, or as Aunt Beck called it - Kyakka. It's a great place where the alligators and boar roam free, as well as the picture hungry tourists. On the informational signage, there is a button you can press to tell whether or not certain things about alligators are true. One of the buttons was about running in zig zags to get away from an alligator. The recorded response, in a high pitched woman's voice says - "No silly. If an alligator attacks run straight back from where you are!" So tell me, how many alligators do you see in the picture below. (And yes, there is also an alligator in the picture with the warning sign.)






Monday, February 23, 2009

My Parents

I love my parents
and all their odd mannerisms and sayings
that usually embarrass me in public,
but secretly make me glad they aren't like everyone else.






And I really love the fact that seagulls like them too.
Dad - "Stupid idget! You don't even like bananas!"

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Goodnight From Ledo Beach

After a day of much exploring and lots of laughing, I'm off to bed. Enjoy these shots from moments ago.
(We are in the building on the right.)




Beach Texture




Saturday, February 21, 2009

On Purpose

This has been a fantastic day. To give a quick recap, the day started with a search for a cozy spot on the beach to pray, read, and reflect. I understand that not everyone would prefer to sit on a sandy beach to do such things, but being able to brings such a connection to God for me. For my short stint in Los Angeles, I would often take the time to sit out on the quiet beaches in Malibu Canyon and simply be. After some time alone on the beach, I met up with mom and dad and spent more time on the beach. The air was warm and breezy but the sun blasted down – a perfect combination. It’s too chilly at this point for any activity in the water, but with the weather we had today, I don’t mind. Later in the day, the parents and I went to a great Mexican restaurant for dinner. It’s actually a spot we went to six years ago when I wasn’t fond of Mexican food but after having their chicken enchiladas back then, everything changed! (I got them again tonight and they were just as good as the first time.) This evening we spent some time playing games and laughing.

I realized this morning as I packed a bag and headed out for the beach that God wants each of his own to embrace the way he designed us. I think sometimes I try to be this man who confidently and fearlessly embraces the world and tries to make it better in some way (on my own) but this morning it became clear that I can stop trying and start accepting that God desires the same and has created me that way. I guess I fantasize about this person I want to be or think I’m supposed to be but the truth is, it’s not a fantasy, it’s reality. And instead of always putting forth my own failed efforts, I can begin to live this way on purpose. I was reading through the book on John and everything Jesus did was intentional. I want to live the same way. I want to live a life on purpose, and today I got one step closer to doing that.

My thoughts lately have been focused on why I am where I am, and how I ended up there. I’ve been going through the motions and nothing has felt authentic anymore. Today I figured out that I still haven’t dealt with certain anger and letdowns from four years ago. Since then, this unsettling, wandering spirit has only grown more intense. While realizing a core issue is helpful, it isn’t the solution. However, I completely believe that as I begin to address these things, as I’ve done with many other problems, peace will ultimately come. When it does, clarity and new direction will be waiting for me. Live on purpose.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Arrival

Tonight I write just footsteps away from Ledo Beach, a paradise in it’s own mind. The faint sound of live music is playing from a restaurant nearby as I sit perched five floors above the ocean. Tonight the air is chilly and breezy but after a brutal week of colds in Pennsylvania, I’ll take fifty degrees. This place carries with it so much peace, and I look forward to laying back and soaking in this time of refreshment and reflection. I’m determined to keep my thoughts and attitudes clinging to grace and peace throughout the next week.

My parents and I arrived just one hour ago after nearly an entire day in the car. It's nice to stretch out and walk around. I walked out to the beach moments ago to take in the last of what appeared to be an incredible sunset.

The ocean always reminds me of God’s power and creative energy that fuels the entire world. He’s created this incredible array of life that spans across the universe and with the same creative energy He uniquely designed every being, including myself. It’s humbling and at the same time it fills me with an amazing joy. Knowing that we are all built with the utmost love and care becomes blatantly obvious sitting on a beach filled with a creative life everywhere my eyes lead. I want to spend this week reflecting on the creative power that comes with a life in Christ.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

TIme to Play


For my birthday in December I was given a Nikon D60 Digital SLR. Since then, I haven't had much time to play around and take fun pictures in a great location, but all of that is about to change. I'm heading to Ledo Beach, a key off of Sarasota, FL, tomorrow and can't wait to go out exploring along the coast, in the forests, and through the great towns around the area.

Any day I get to take a camera and explore all that is good and beautiful in the world, is a day worth living.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Responsible

Being responsible for my own thoughts is always a solution. Not always welcomed, but helpful.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Robot

Sometimes life feel's emotionless as I go through the motions of everyday. I sit back and observe as I move each limb and speak each word as if I'm programmed to function one specific way.

I do this. I do that. I say what I'm supposed to say.

I'm watching as my life happens, and I'm not sure I'm comfortable with what I see.

How did I end up here? And for better or for worse, how do I get out?

Monday, February 09, 2009

Sunday

Any day I can open the sunroof, roll down the windows, and drive for miles, is a good day.