Here is I Charleston KW.
- T.
Monday, October 31, 2011
I Charleston...
I Charleston videos are made my groups of people from all around the world dancing to show off their city.
Here is I Charleston KW.
Great job Hep Cat Hoppers [Especially Turlough Myers].
- T.
Here is I Charleston KW.
- T.
Monday, October 24, 2011
For the Love of Music.
Some of you may know. I LOVE Paul Brandt. He's my favourite male artist. For sure.
Not only is his music great but the way he lives his life is inspiring.
Well here's his new song [Warning he's country].
I hope you like it. And check out more of his stuff.
- T.
Not only is his music great but the way he lives his life is inspiring.
Well here's his new song [Warning he's country].
- T.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words
Have you ever seen a painting that made you stop and stare. And wonder how the artist could paint something so incredible. So beautiful. I am amazed at the talent of some when I see something like this painting by Paula Nizamas.
Some just have a way of capturing the beauty of something whether abstract or realistic. I'm always impressed.
- T.
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- T.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
My Feet Hurt...
Sorry I have not written for a while. To be honest, I have been too tired to even type lately. Standing and working for many hours everyday is exhausting.
An update,
I went to Nuit Blanche.
It was interesting. There was some interesting art. Some strange art. Some I didn't know that could be art art. It was yes. Interesting.
Here's some snap shots from the night.
An update,
I went to Nuit Blanche.
It was interesting. There was some interesting art. Some strange art. Some I didn't know that could be art art. It was yes. Interesting.
Here's some snap shots from the night.
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| I Liked This One [Candice & Brad]. |
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| Best Friends. |
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| Window Art. |
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| Record Art. |
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| Book Art. |
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| Jacket Doppelgänger. |
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| My favourite Art. Helicopter Art. |
Art work can be confusing. I may not always understand the artist. But I must say they are getting paid [a little or a lot] to do something they love. That is more than I can say for myself right now. One day though.
"A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and gets to bed at night, and in between he does what he wants to do" - Bob Dylan.
- T.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving.
I have so much to be thankful for. This weekend has been amazing. It was filled with great weather, great people, and great food.
I was reminded of all that Christ has done for me. His love. His grace.
- T.
I have so much to be thankful for. This weekend has been amazing. It was filled with great weather, great people, and great food.
I was reminded of all that Christ has done for me. His love. His grace.
- T.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
4:18AM
At precisely 4:18am I have been waking up each day. A few days it varied, but the general time 4:18. Last night I decided to research 4:18am to see what exactly is happening at this time. Since my body seems to really want to be awake for it.
So I typed in Google: 4:18am And hit enter.
The first thing that came up was Philippians 4:18.
However. It seems Lawton Howell had the [most interesting] answer for me in his article titled, It's 4:18 am, Don't You Dare Turn Over and Go Back to Sleep!*
Apparently this is the time to talk to your 'higher power'. To get out all those brilliant thoughts you will forget by the time morning comes around. And that 'Moleskine Journals' are the way to go.
I guess my recycled paper notebook from the dollar store will not do for my most brilliant thoughts. And that my time is 4:18am. The time when I have my greatest ideas.
*Article Link
So I typed in Google: 4:18am And hit enter.
The first thing that came up was Philippians 4:18.
However. It seems Lawton Howell had the [most interesting] answer for me in his article titled, It's 4:18 am, Don't You Dare Turn Over and Go Back to Sleep!*
Apparently this is the time to talk to your 'higher power'. To get out all those brilliant thoughts you will forget by the time morning comes around. And that 'Moleskine Journals' are the way to go.
I guess my recycled paper notebook from the dollar store will not do for my most brilliant thoughts. And that my time is 4:18am. The time when I have my great
I. Love. Joshua. Radin.
- T.*Article Link
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
A Day At The Spa
I have now worked 6 shifts at Elmwood Spa [My current place of employment].
My feet hurt. My back hurts. I'm exhausted. But I like my job. I LOVE to work.
I need new shoes. There is no getting around it. My shoes are not all black. They do not help my back or feet in anyway. And my boss told me this was necessary.
Check them out. My feet scream from excitement and anticipation.
Also The Jewells came for a visit on the weekend. And this is a photo I snapped of baby. The cutest little girl I know. :)
- T.
My feet hurt. My back hurts. I'm exhausted. But I like my job. I LOVE to work.
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| White Ninja |
I need new shoes. There is no getting around it. My shoes are not all black. They do not help my back or feet in anyway. And my boss told me this was necessary.
Check them out. My feet scream from excitement and anticipation.
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| Shoes For Crews |
- T.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
A Heavy Heart...
After 2 months of trying to finish Blue Like Jazz, I have. Today I realized why it was a best seller. It took me a long time to finish but in the final pages of the book. I saw the authors heart.
I went out to find a place to read today. I did not want to be stuck in my apartment. I ventured down town, and found a small park. It was quaint and quiet. It had a waterfall [man-made] with bubbles. I sat peacefully, drinking coffee. It seemed like the perfect place to read about Love. Not love as in romance but about others. Truly loving others. I was on Chapter 18, Love: How to Really Love Other People.
It was while sitting in this park I realized. I had not been doing a very good job of this lately and I needed some perspective. Today I had seen people give their seats up on the bus, people on the streets canvassing for those without a voice, and a man stop to give another man change on the street. Iwas am humbled.
I felt at peace in that park, sitting there reading. I. Felt. God. I felt Him remind me He was [always] there. In every moment. It had been a while since I had FELT God. Today I did.
As I got on the subway I finished the final chapters of the book. Chapter 19 is about Loving Yourself. Knowing that God loves us and that is enough. I have not done a very good job of this lately either. I have been selfish. Comparing myself. Cutting myself down. And not allowing God to love me or others. I hate compliments, I find them very awkward. Mostly because at times [not always] I do not believe them. I needed the reminder that Christ died for me and rose again. That I am loved.
Donald Miller describes when he saw what he was doing to himself.
"Love you neighbour as yourself... He was saying I would never talk to my neighbour the way I talked to myself, and somehow I had come to believe it was wrong to kick other people around but it was okay to do it to myself... I stopped hating myself. It no longer felt right" - Miller (Pg. 231, Blue Like Jazz).
"I think apart from the idea that I am a sinner and God forgives me, this is the greatest lesson I have ever learned. When you get it, it changes you" - Miller (Pg. 232, Blue Like Jazz).
The final chapter of this book was about Jesus.
"There is a lie floating around that says I am supposed to be able to do life alone, without any help, without stopping to worship something bigger than myself. But there actually believe there is something bigger than me, and I need for there to be something bigger than me" - Donald Miller (Pg. 232, Blue Like Jazz).
"All great characters in stories are the ones who give their lives to something bigger than themselfs. And in all of the stories I don't find anyone more noble than Jesus... He didn't just love me because it was the right thing to do" - Miller (Pg. 238, Blue Like Jazz).
Miller talks about all the things he believes Jesus would say to him if he were to meet Him. He would listen, He would rebuke, He would love, and remind him all the ways God had protected him along the way.
Miller compares the Christian faith to Jazz music. A freedom that is hard to put on paper. "But is no less real, no less meaningful, no less beautiful" - Miller (Pg. 239, Blue Like Jazz). I like the way he describes this. I spent the summer learning to Swing Dance. I learned that the type of Jazz music danced to is different. It has a certain beat. Something that must be felt. Today I felt God. Not for the first time. Not for the last time. But it was no less real today. No less real than the time before or the time after.
"The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and his ears attentive to their cry... The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles. The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. The righteous person may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all" (Psalm 34:15; 17-19).
Lastly I want to bring to your attention one of my best friends. Wendy. I talked about Wendy in the blog I wrote yesterday. It was that evening that she called me. I missed her call. It was to tell me that her mother had passed away that evening. So I ask that you lift Wendy and her family up in prayer. I ask that you continue to seek ways of supporting her financially. But that more importantly you would remember her in an incredibly difficult time. Three weeks into an 11 months trip. My heart is broken for Wendy. An incredible women of God, a listener, and an incredible friend.
With a Heavy Heart,
-T.
PS. My apologies on the length.
I went out to find a place to read today. I did not want to be stuck in my apartment. I ventured down town, and found a small park. It was quaint and quiet. It had a waterfall [man-made] with bubbles. I sat peacefully, drinking coffee. It seemed like the perfect place to read about Love. Not love as in romance but about others. Truly loving others. I was on Chapter 18, Love: How to Really Love Other People.
It was while sitting in this park I realized. I had not been doing a very good job of this lately and I needed some perspective. Today I had seen people give their seats up on the bus, people on the streets canvassing for those without a voice, and a man stop to give another man change on the street. I
I felt at peace in that park, sitting there reading. I. Felt. God. I felt Him remind me He was [always] there. In every moment. It had been a while since I had FELT God. Today I did.
As I got on the subway I finished the final chapters of the book. Chapter 19 is about Loving Yourself. Knowing that God loves us and that is enough. I have not done a very good job of this lately either. I have been selfish. Comparing myself. Cutting myself down. And not allowing God to love me or others. I hate compliments, I find them very awkward. Mostly because at times [not always] I do not believe them. I needed the reminder that Christ died for me and rose again. That I am loved.
Donald Miller describes when he saw what he was doing to himself.
"Love you neighbour as yourself... He was saying I would never talk to my neighbour the way I talked to myself, and somehow I had come to believe it was wrong to kick other people around but it was okay to do it to myself... I stopped hating myself. It no longer felt right" - Miller (Pg. 231, Blue Like Jazz).
"I think apart from the idea that I am a sinner and God forgives me, this is the greatest lesson I have ever learned. When you get it, it changes you" - Miller (Pg. 232, Blue Like Jazz).
The final chapter of this book was about Jesus.
"There is a lie floating around that says I am supposed to be able to do life alone, without any help, without stopping to worship something bigger than myself. But there actually believe there is something bigger than me, and I need for there to be something bigger than me" - Donald Miller (Pg. 232, Blue Like Jazz).
"All great characters in stories are the ones who give their lives to something bigger than themselfs. And in all of the stories I don't find anyone more noble than Jesus... He didn't just love me because it was the right thing to do" - Miller (Pg. 238, Blue Like Jazz).
Miller talks about all the things he believes Jesus would say to him if he were to meet Him. He would listen, He would rebuke, He would love, and remind him all the ways God had protected him along the way.
Miller compares the Christian faith to Jazz music. A freedom that is hard to put on paper. "But is no less real, no less meaningful, no less beautiful" - Miller (Pg. 239, Blue Like Jazz). I like the way he describes this. I spent the summer learning to Swing Dance. I learned that the type of Jazz music danced to is different. It has a certain beat. Something that must be felt. Today I felt God. Not for the first time. Not for the last time. But it was no less real today. No less real than the time before or the time after.
"The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and his ears attentive to their cry... The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles. The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. The righteous person may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all" (Psalm 34:15; 17-19).
Lastly I want to bring to your attention one of my best friends. Wendy. I talked about Wendy in the blog I wrote yesterday. It was that evening that she called me. I missed her call. It was to tell me that her mother had passed away that evening. So I ask that you lift Wendy and her family up in prayer. I ask that you continue to seek ways of supporting her financially. But that more importantly you would remember her in an incredibly difficult time. Three weeks into an 11 months trip. My heart is broken for Wendy. An incredible women of God, a listener, and an incredible friend.
With a Heavy Heart,
-T.
PS. My apologies on the length.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Give one thing up...
Each day we spend money on little things like coffee, tea, eating out etc. What if for one month we gave up one thing. We put the money in a jar. Write down the amount. Do something to remind us how much we would have spent. And at the end of the month give that money away.
I have been contemplating where the money should go. There are so many in need. But I believe the one that is closest to my heart at this time is Wendy Baer.
Wendy is apart of something called The World Race. This a project through Adventures in Mission where teams travel to 11 countries in 11 months to serve those in need. Wendy is not fully funded yet. This means that although she is able to start the trip she may not be able to stay the whole time. She has $7, 646 left to raise. $3,347 of that must be in by December 1st.
If you want to know more about Wendy visit her blog. Subscribe to her updates. Here how God is changing lives. I will be starting this on October 1st and would love to see by the end of October how much money together we can raise. If you would like to join me. Send me a message, or donate here. See how giving up something small can help something big.
- T.
I have been contemplating where the money should go. There are so many in need. But I believe the one that is closest to my heart at this time is Wendy Baer.
If you want to know more about Wendy visit her blog. Subscribe to her updates. Here how God is changing lives. I will be starting this on October 1st and would love to see by the end of October how much money together we can raise. If you would like to join me. Send me a message, or donate here. See how giving up something small can help something big.
- T.
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| 3 years ago where Wendy and my friendship began |
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