Understanding the source

Being that in the year 2010 I've gone through so many fundamentally life altering points of life, I'm beginning to become aware, realize, and analyze many things I didn't before, or didn't care to.


I have begun to take time to critically understand, examine and know why things are. What is true Truth? The short answer, for me, is Jesus Christ from the Bible.  But truth cannot break down to exactly one word, case in point: we love to the fullest extent, but there is a time where there is no choice but to pick up a weapon, defend yourself and go to war. You can be the friendliest person in the world, but you can't be friends with everybody in the whole world, it's just not humanely possible. You can go to college and learn for your whole life, but there will always be someone smarter than you in something. There is a source of Truth, but the way it breaks down into situations is something that I never truly sought to understand, as far as mechanics and engineering goes.


I've been asking questions, but not simply why, more like observing them, running over them with my eyes and ears, taking it all in. There are times in my life where I know it is a season to take action, to wave a flag and shout through a loudspeaker. There are times where I go underground to find a secret. There are times when I'm broken and all I can do is exist as my emotions deplete themselves. And, there are times where I use my five senses passively, to observe, understand, and absorb. These times are preparatory for something big that is coming, I know this.


Yet besides the constant and future changes in my life currently happening (gonna be a dad, moving to a completely different state, a solid job with a solid salary), I know there's something else coming. Me and God, we've got this relationship, and as I learn how to hear the rhythm of His heartbeat, I understand more of how and when things are going to happen. It's a very weird thing, and I don't pretend to understand, no I'm not psychic. I knew that I would be thrown to one side of the bus, thrown to the ceiling and then holding onto the bumper for dear life this year, but I feel like there's one more big thing that's yet to come, and then things will generally settle for awhile (how long is awhile? I don't know).




Basically, I'm going to keep my mouth closed for awhile, and just listen.

Chapter 12

DUDE. I'M GOING TO BE A DAD.

SERIOUSLY.



Found about two months ago that me & Jessica are gonna be parents, round the end of January 2011. Don't know if it's a boy or girl yet. But....DUDE. SERIOUSLY. I'M GONNA HAVE A KID.










...all my life I've wanted to be a dad. And now, at the age of 22, I will be a dad.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW

11 Things High Schoolers Don't Learn (by Bill Gates)

Love him or hate him, he sure hits the nail on the head with this! 

Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a High School about 11 things they did not and will not learn in school. He talks about how feel-good, politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world.

Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it!

Rule 2: The world doesn't care about your

self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping: they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.

If you agree, pass it on.

If you can read this -Thank a teacher!

If you can read this in English thank a soldier!!!

Web 2.5

This specific blog is intended for all tech geeks/nerds, and anybody who is willing to join in this conversation/thought:


Seeing how Facebook has now "opened the gates" for other websites & companies to get information from users by default, would you classify this as a complete invasion of privacy or the next step of evolution for the Web?




People are saying all over how evil Facebook is for attempting to gain as much information as possible, as sneakily as possible from its users. They say Facebook is deceiving its users by going behind the scenes and stealing information that they shouldn't be able to. There's some legislation in Washington currently trying to stop Facebook and any other online company that would try this kind of thing.


There's also people saying that this is the next step for the Web, that this is the next evolution, the next big innovation, that social networking is maturing from just a hobby to something of a requirement of web users. They say that Facebook is going in the right direction.




What exactly do you think?

I will not compromise my values

There are a certain group of people on Facebook, that are constantly sending me messages that pretty much say the same thing. These people also have a addiction that they share, but I do not. So, I want to put this out there, plain, clear and simple...

FARMVILLE WILL NEVER HAVE MY SOUL.
So kindly stop sending me invites :)

Obituary printed in the London Times

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair; and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot... She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers:
I Know My Rights, I Want It Now, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Why I don't go to music concerts

I bet my January 2010 was more eventful than yours.

On January 2nd I was married to my best friend Jessica White Niebolt, we're waiting till the end of March to do our honeymoon so we came home back to Roseville the next day. That week was fun, I began to realize and see what God is doing in my church and the music ministry there. January 11th came and Jessica developed a serious pain in her lower right side that no one can figure out still, and since then we've been on shaky ground. We just got out of the hospital right now because of some problems that are connected to this unknown that's going on with her.

Traditionally, once a married couple is married, the first couple months are supposed to be spent in near bliss, spending time with each other and learning to live with each other and enjoying this new bond that they have. Apparently God loves us so much that He's decided to put that time on hold for us, as we wait on Him and deal with this situation and wait for the remedy. Please don't mistake my dialouge as sarcastic, I'm just tired and frustrated at not knowing the answers right now. Please keep praying that God delivers a miracle and that Jessica is not in pain anymore.


Flyleaf's new Cd Memento Mori has been getting me through these past weeks. I thought their first CD was good, but this CD is universes apart. It's so good, I cry. Seriously. It's that beautiful. Which I've discovered is why I don't go to concerts; the sheer raw power and beauty of the music makes me cry. Or the music is so bad it makes me cry. Usually it's the former.


God's been blessing the music ministry at the church I'm at right now. He's been blessing us as a church, there's lots of things that He's revealed the plan on. Makin me dig deep and search the Word. Makin me dig deep and carve out beautiful songs, both mine and others. I love music.


Hope your 2010 is goin well...mine's filled with mixed blessings and patience so far. Keep praying for Jessica, thanks.