It went something like this...

My creation

It all began with a twitter. We planned and arranged, but first we had to Pounce. What is Pounce? I'm glad you asked. Some of you may know it as Nertz, but it's quickly becoming known only by one name: Pounce. Pounce is the epitome of all card games. It's speed solitare on crack. I could explain more, but to understand you have to play. It's addictive. We're addicted and we'll probably start our own league. I'm convinced that one day we will make it on to ESPN. This morning we awoke bright and early (perhaps all still suffering from Pounceovers) to travel to complete that which began on twitter. If you don't know by now we went to get tattooed, inked up Son. So, Justin, Rachel, Lee, Bzy, Adam, and myself piled up and headed out to Royston, GA. We had some Mad Libs, songs about monkeys, and Wendy's and we loved every minute of it. We hung out all day with Flip and got all inked up and then we came home.

And then I thought how blessed we are. I mean really, how many people get to work with their best friends?

Saturday, August 18, 2007 | 9:33 PM | LINK |

Holy Ground.

I've said it before and I'll say it again. There are some moments we experience where words fail us. Moments so crushing that there are no words and when God chooses to speak to us through our emotions. These are the moments when you feel so very small and you realize that you are a part of something so much bigger than you can imagine. Rob Bell calls these moments by one word: Truth.

It was that time when I was struck with a blisteringly beautiful sunset sans camera. For a moment I began to wallow in my lack of technology and hated that I couldn't capture this moment for eternity. That moment was not meant for a photo. It was meant for me at that moment. It was not meant to be translated onto film. It was my Maker giving me a piece of what's to come. Truth.

It was this past Sunday as I stood in the corner of my church and counted as 110 people in one service rose to their feet to accept Jesus. Truth.

It was sitting and being in awe of people coming to celebrate my birthday. I don't deserve this goodness. Truth.

It was the last moment that I spent with my grandfather before he passed away. Truth.

In these moments we're standing on holy ground. Take them. Relish them.

"In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of his robe filled the temple. Above him were seraphs, each with six wings: With two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying. And they were calling to one another:
"Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty;
the whole earth is full of his glory."
At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.
"Woe to me!" I cried. "I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the LORD Almighty."
Then one of the seraphs flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. 7 With it he touched my mouth and said, "See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for."
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?"
And I said, "Here am I. Send me!" - Isaiah 6:1-8

Tuesday, August 14, 2007 | 10:33 PM | LINK |