The highway was welcoming to drive on last night. I hadn't driven on the fast strech of road in over two months. I was just getting antsy and needed to to drive so I rolled the windows down. I was probably born in a hippy van riding down the road at about 70mph, my parents just forgot to mention it.
Speaking of traveling....I got the internship on the other side of the continent @ Mosaic church! It lasts from Jan 29th- April 9th. (the link is on the left of this page) I'll return to my roots of traveling adventure and learn more about God. I get a whole new life every strange turn of the wheel.
From Ruston to New York, from Shreveport to Seattle, then to Gainesville, then maybe back to Shreveport and then LosAngeles. The whole time God speaks to me with assured wisdom with a voice so calm. It's all in his word, the promises that He will come back. But the whole time I whine like a professional blues player.
Well, my eyes are whining to me that they would like to shut. So I will let them for a short period of time and eventually force them into submission to reopen.
He will come back (thank goodness),
Dan B
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Sunday, November 06, 2005
gypsy traveling in a truck
I am now staying at a house called "Newmanji"....like Jumanji but different. I feel like some sort of gypsy traveling in a truck instead of a covered wagon. Except without all the jewelry and palm reading. Maybe I should take up palm reading just to become more gypsy-like. I am so thankful for the chance to be here and put my faith on the eadge. I truely don't know what will ever happen next.
Everyone be thankful for where you are. And use it for God, even if you just don't like where you are or don't feel like it. If you're worn out, thank God for the energy to work. Be exhausted, be tired, and week because God rescues everything. Like me.
This morning I was sitting in church, boy was it hot and boring. In my mind I saw myself ripping off my shirt and coming down the isle like a wrestler that came to church instead of the ring. What an akward moment that would have been. But so dang entertaining.
i never claim to make sense...so don't hold me to it.
Everyone be thankful for where you are. And use it for God, even if you just don't like where you are or don't feel like it. If you're worn out, thank God for the energy to work. Be exhausted, be tired, and week because God rescues everything. Like me.
This morning I was sitting in church, boy was it hot and boring. In my mind I saw myself ripping off my shirt and coming down the isle like a wrestler that came to church instead of the ring. What an akward moment that would have been. But so dang entertaining.
i never claim to make sense...so don't hold me to it.
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Put a jacket on
So last night my roomate wasn't here in town, I just went and watched a movie by myself. There was this cheesy country band last night downtown, I stopped to listen to them but basically I didn't know what to do with myself. I'm so used to having someone around constantly, it feels like I don't have purpose when there's no one around. I think it goes to show that we are made as people who depend on each other. When we realize we need each other, life is better.
It's been weird this week, it started to get cold. I walked out the door one morning and it felt like I had never been cold before and experiencing it for the first time. I drive early in the morning when the road is empty. The blur of street lights and headlights guide me while I'm half awake. Where I get out and make people hot drinks so they can have a good day. Life is new each day, every single day a whole new set of choices come up. Will I get up today? Is the first one that comes to mind.
I sent in my application for an internship at this church called Mosaic (the lead pastor is Erwin McManus, author of The Barbarian Way) , in Los Angeles this last week. To be honest i don't even know what I would be getting myself into. If I got accepted I know that I would be getting experience in ministry and life. And I need both of those. When I think of Los Angeles I think of cars getting broken into, that's honestly all I know about LA. Maybe going there will be experiencing something new, like cold weather.
Well each day has different weather as well as new choices. As my grandma always says "Put a jacket on so you don't get cold." (If this whole post makes no sense, then you don't have to like it)
Much love,
dan
It's been weird this week, it started to get cold. I walked out the door one morning and it felt like I had never been cold before and experiencing it for the first time. I drive early in the morning when the road is empty. The blur of street lights and headlights guide me while I'm half awake. Where I get out and make people hot drinks so they can have a good day. Life is new each day, every single day a whole new set of choices come up. Will I get up today? Is the first one that comes to mind.
I sent in my application for an internship at this church called Mosaic (the lead pastor is Erwin McManus, author of The Barbarian Way) , in Los Angeles this last week. To be honest i don't even know what I would be getting myself into. If I got accepted I know that I would be getting experience in ministry and life. And I need both of those. When I think of Los Angeles I think of cars getting broken into, that's honestly all I know about LA. Maybe going there will be experiencing something new, like cold weather.
Well each day has different weather as well as new choices. As my grandma always says "Put a jacket on so you don't get cold." (If this whole post makes no sense, then you don't have to like it)
Much love,
dan
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Sweet home away from home again
Well home-away-from-home sweet home-away-from-home again. I'm through running from the man....until next time I guess. I'm back at the apartment that I started at in Gainesville.
I drive back and forth all the time to the coffee making palace of love. I come home and the smell of the best part of waking up apparently is not only while you wake up but can follow you home until you go to sleep that night. It's funny how places like this train customers to be picky about their coffee. "Can I get a 1/2 decaf, 2 pump vanilla, nonfat, with whipped cream, mocha?" I always have the urge to tell them "no". And just stand there until they start crying because they can't have their coffee the way they want it. No i would never do that actually, but in my mind I laugh and laugh.
Well the sun hasn't had the chance to shine on my face today so I'm going to outside, read a book, smell things, listen to music, drink some (how ironic) coffee, because i'm off today and I'm going to do whatever the heck i want to do.
I drive back and forth all the time to the coffee making palace of love. I come home and the smell of the best part of waking up apparently is not only while you wake up but can follow you home until you go to sleep that night. It's funny how places like this train customers to be picky about their coffee. "Can I get a 1/2 decaf, 2 pump vanilla, nonfat, with whipped cream, mocha?" I always have the urge to tell them "no". And just stand there until they start crying because they can't have their coffee the way they want it. No i would never do that actually, but in my mind I laugh and laugh.
Well the sun hasn't had the chance to shine on my face today so I'm going to outside, read a book, smell things, listen to music, drink some (how ironic) coffee, because i'm off today and I'm going to do whatever the heck i want to do.
Friday, September 30, 2005
Wake up it's just a dream about dreaming that you woke up
Dreams are so fun for the most part. I woke up with this hillarious comercial in my brain of this guy Ben Gaines (which my roomates' name is Ben James, similar names but nothing like each other) and his crazy frat house. Where they drink all the time and run around with boom boxes on their shoulders. It was narrated by the guy who narrates movies.....It was something like this.........It started off with some guy raising his beer cup and he the narrator says "Drink more, party harder, live life to the fullest! Pull the best pranks, run wild, go crazy! you have the chance to hang out with the one and only Ben Gaines. Learn from the master. Keep it real witht he keepin it real-est realist!" I woke up laughing.
It seems that if I am dreaming when my alarm wakes me up it always take a second to figure out if it's real or not. Then last week I dreamed that I found a baby, then woke up in my dream and explained to someone that I found a baby in my dream, then I saw the baby again and realized it wasn't a dream..........Then in real life I woke up and realized it all actually was a dream. Don't understand? Yeah, me neither, but I'm glad that I didn't just find a baby, too much responsibility to wake up to.
Well I am going to take a nap and find any lost babies and party with Ben Gaines.
It seems that if I am dreaming when my alarm wakes me up it always take a second to figure out if it's real or not. Then last week I dreamed that I found a baby, then woke up in my dream and explained to someone that I found a baby in my dream, then I saw the baby again and realized it wasn't a dream..........Then in real life I woke up and realized it all actually was a dream. Don't understand? Yeah, me neither, but I'm glad that I didn't just find a baby, too much responsibility to wake up to.
Well I am going to take a nap and find any lost babies and party with Ben Gaines.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Rollercoaster ride
As of now I am currently working at the fine establishment- Starbucks. I am also living in Gainesville, Florida with my now thrice roommate. It's basically an adventure. Home is a dull town that I am trying to stay away from. No offense, but I don't want to be the statistic of college kids coming home after they've graduated.
My goal is to go to seminary for the next semester. But I honestly don't know if they'll let me in. Maybe I'm not ready for it.
In May I went to New York for two weeks, then Seattle for two months, then I stopped by slow Shreveport, now I'm in Gainesville. It's been quite the rollercoaster ride. I never know what turn will be next but I've got my arms up and I'm ready to puke....because what kind of rollercoaster ride is fun when you don't get sick to your stomach?
My goal is to go to seminary for the next semester. But I honestly don't know if they'll let me in. Maybe I'm not ready for it.
In May I went to New York for two weeks, then Seattle for two months, then I stopped by slow Shreveport, now I'm in Gainesville. It's been quite the rollercoaster ride. I never know what turn will be next but I've got my arms up and I'm ready to puke....because what kind of rollercoaster ride is fun when you don't get sick to your stomach?
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