"give me hamm on five, hold the maio."

hola blogworld. i’ll keep this short, quiet and with the light off because…

migraines are lame. i have one today. i had one yesterday. saturday i could barely move. i’m beginning to question exactly how opposed i am to going to the doctor. the thing that keeps me hanging on to my stubbornness is that a doctor bill is probably only going to add to my headache, so in order to truly feel better i am not going to the doctor. how’s that for some logic. don’t think on that too hard or you too might get a headache. but for now i’m going to pretend i enjoy everyone sounding like the teacher from charlie brown.

subway.
i’ve been eating lunch at home every day for the past few weeks in my effort to save a few bucks on food. but today, i passed a subway and couldn’t resist the temptation. (by the way jan 9th is the day that researchers say 78% of new years resolutions are broken.) anyways, i realized what i miss most about eating out is the people watching. i’m in line waiting for the goodness that is the cold cut combo and i just kind of observed for a while. the guy in front of me was really self concious. he was pretty overweight and kept looking around nervously, then he kept making jokes wether someone was listening or not. i kind of nodded to let him know i heard on several occasions when it was obvious that no one else was paying attention. i felt bad for the guy because it was obvious that he didn’t carry a lot of respect from his co-workers. then there was the guy who kept talking about how great he was as the office ladies man, if i had to guess, it’s a small office. but the person i think that was the most interesting to me was the older guy in line. he was wearing a dress shirt, but it wasn’t an ‘impress me’ dress shirt like the other guys. this was more of an on-sale dress shirt that someone wears when they care more about raising kids than looking stylish at the office. he was also the only guy in front of me to leave a tip in the jar. the thing i noticed about him the most though was his politeness, he was very soft spoken and said please and thank you to all of the employees that helped him. and despite it being pretty loud, he never really raised his voice. people like that are cool, and make it fun to people watch.

magnificent seven.
this movie is quickly climbing up my favorite movie list. easily one of the best western movies of all time. last week in class we were talking about this line from the movie that really stands out to me. in the story a small mexican village hires a group of gunmen to defend them against a mob that plunders their town every few months. anyways, a group of the town boys are talking to one of the gunmen about how much braver he is than their fathers. he replies that it takes a lot more courage to work hard day in, and day out under the thumb of responsibility to family, and he doesn’t even have that kind of courage. the reason i brought that up is i think we discount the day to day. for example, we had a missionary preach here not too long ago and he kept hyping up how great it was to be a missionary and how much dedication it took. not to knock missionaries, but i think it might be just as tough, if not tougher working in the domestic mission field. and by domestic i mean the home. if you can raise your kids in the church here in socal then you deserve a medal. i think its a difference between a sprint and a marathon. both have their merits, but there’s a lot that goes unsaid about ‘just raising kids’. i think back to one of my friends that used to be a missionary for the homeless. he said, “i have it easy. the people i work with have nowhere to go but to Christ. you guys have to deal with people that are content where they are.” i’m bringing this up for several reasons. 1. i have nothing but respect for my kids that keep the faith every day at school. i never could and i’m supposed to teach them. odd. 2. we have a parent appreciation dinner coming up and i’m doing inventory on the parents of my youth group. out here it takes two incomes to get by, and sometimes i forget the stress that brings to life. 3. i skipped the pepperdine preacher’s luncheon today because i couldn’t stomach listening to a bunch of guys talk about how many degrees they had or what book they were working on. so be sure to support your missionaries, but also be sure to remember the day to day missionary.

social distortion.
one of my favorite bands. i’ve been listening to this song over and over lately. take a break, head over to itunes download ‘angel’s wings’ and read along.

You say you’re down on your luck
Hey baby, its a long, long way up
Hold back now, hold back your fears
You say you’re really down and out
And you feel like there’s no way out now
Let go now, let go of your tears some more

How many times have you asked yourself
Is this the hand of fate that I’ve been dealt?
You’re so disillusioned this can’t be real
And you can’t stand now the way you feel
I don’t care about what they say
I won’t live or die that way
Tired of figuring out things on my own
Angel’s wings won’t you carry me home

You say you’re down on your luck
Hey baby, its a long, long way up
Hold back now, hold back your fears
You say you’re really down and out
And you feel like there’s no way out now
Let go now, let go of your tears some more

I triumphed in the face of adversity
And I became the man I never thought I’d be
And now my biggest challenge, a thing called love
I guess I’m not as tough as I thought I was
I don’t care about what they say
I’m gonna marry you some day
Go ahead and wake up, its a brand new day
Angel’s wings gonna carry you away
Angel’s wings gonna carry me away
Angel’s wings gonna carry us away

You say you’re down on your luck
Hey baby, its a long, long way up
Hold back now, hold back your fears
You say you’re really down and out
And you feel like there’s no way out now
Let go now, let go of your tears some more
Angel’s wings gonna carry you away
Angel’s wings gonna carry me away
Angel’s wings gonna carry us away

one love, one heart.

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Author: djiverson

I am a Christian, son, brother, artist and friend. I am blessed to be the Youth & Family Minister at New Vintage Church in San Diego. Know You Are Loved.

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