okanagan lake.

When I see this picture, it makes me think of our God Almighty. No particular reason why, other than the gorgeous night sky taking over the quiet daylight. If you look closely, you can see the lake is still, the mountains are near, and people are inside their houses washing dishes together as family and singing songs before bed. This was taken a few years ago, but every once in a while I go back and am reminded, once again, of God's amazing beauty. God's amazing love, and His amazing mercy. No matter how many times I fail [and trust me, it's a lot], He picks me back up again and we start afresh each day. As I work myself up these steep and narrow stairs, I can only remind myself of this picture, and how much more magnificent the beauty will be when I reach the top. After all the ups-and-downs and side-to-sides and places that I have no idea why I went there, I can only have one thing in mind. That I am doing it for His glory in a much bigger and breathtaking picture.

parents.

[Ephesians 6:1] Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right."

I know this is like, one of the classic Sunday school verses, but I was thinking about it on the way home last night and just how easy it is to forget. God commands us to obey our parents, not because they are right [although chances are, they're right], not because we want to [of course we want to], not because we will get something out of it, but because "this is right". Colossians 3:20 says, "Children, obey your parents in all things: for this is well and pleasing unto the Lord."
Although most people don't struggle with this, I have a hard time seeing my parents as a gift, as was discussed yesterday with Alysha and Jess. They do so much for me, so why can't I just tidy up the kitchen when they ask me to. Why not take a night off from hanging with the group because I want to spend time with my family. It's all simple, simple stuff, yet challenges me every day.

the good times.

Well, I am off to do my math now. But I was looking and sorting through pictures all morning and I decided that I like these. Brooklyn is something. She is a good something though and I love her.


Alysha, man, what can I say. She is nuts. Nonetheless, I love her.
Let's not count shoulders this time...

apology.

To: All Who Attend This Blog From Time to Time
From: Me
Date: January 18th, 2007
Subject: Apology

Dear Friends,
I must apologize for my lack of respect that I showed in my post prior. I did not act in love when I spoke. I tend to get a bit of an attitude when I play basketball [and I am not proud of it], which can blur my view of the referees. I am sure that they were doing the best that they could do, after all, you can't see or call everything that goes on in a game. I am so sorry for starting that discussion. I should have left my opinions about them in my head and back where they started.
.me

travelling around the world.

Can you tell which one my cousin is? haha [hint: he's white] And, the one on the right is Mary. My aunt and uncle are back in Ghana right now. That will be our next stop. : )

i burned my thumb on our 1970's toaster.
it was his fault. he wasn't toasting it right. and it kept popping up, or eating my toast before i could get it out.

snap. crackle. pop.
PING

ACK

WONG.

love.

i love her. i do. i love them all those warnocks. yet i don't ever show it nearly enough. no, not even close. do everything with love. something i gotta work on.

back from duncan. we came fourth. shoulda come better. we always run in to refs who don't like us. oh well. we played hard. and against older teams. still pretty good. i'm pleased.

skating?

blessed.

[Job 1:21] And He said, “Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked shall I return. The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.”

with love.

Something that I have been pondering lately...
Don't you think that sometimes we all have a little too much on our minds? Who should be our focus? Who should be in our thoughts? Who should control our actions? Make our decisions? Be our goal? Much too often, it's not who or what it should be. It isn't for me, at least.
The One that doesn't need us. The One that sent His Son to be tortured and murdered for us. The One that will never stop loving you to the very end. Where we deserve nothing, He deserves every part of us.


[1 Corinthians 16:14] Let all that you do be done with love.

happybirthday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATIE!

i love you.

tis the new year.

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