Well,
I want to add a picture to my profile but to do that I have to put one in my post. That is crazy to me, if I can load a pic to the post and take their space why can't I just load one onto my profile. No one ever said it had to make sense.

So here it is, my mug, I am letting you choose what you think of it, I'm not to keen on my hair and my mustache has looked better, but I learned from Napolean Dynamite that it is important to be able to grow a mustache. It might even propel me into office. I always as a note of pride view my facial hair. Now the big question is, what do you think of that smile. taking the picture was probably weird looking because I was standing by the mirror and I just cropped out the camera in photoshop. I didn't crop it out because I thought it would be good just to have the mug, but because my digital camera model's first buyer was Enoch (the biblical character). And if I leave the camera people will add comments, assuming they read this page, that say things like, "get a new camera old camera guy" and I just can't handle that dressing down. So here it is my picture, then everyone can see who I am.

Peace and Hairgrease

It's late, I just got back from Searcy to watch the HSBS Graduation. My church supports a fellow in that program so in representation I went with our minister, I suppose minister works for a title. It was great to see Harding again. I noticed they were renovating my old dorm, so I decided to walk through it, look at one of the rooms I used to stay in. I was telling my friend about some of the weird traditions we had at Harding. It was really good, it ended with a trip to midnight oil where we ran into some guys we knew. It is funny to hang with the minister/mentor I work with. He is a total hippy with the long hair and everything, we even drove over in a van. Who would have guessed, I found a hippy for a mentor.

It is important to have mentoring in ministry. It scares me that some 22 year olds try to leave college and get jobs with no guidance. Since I have been in graduate school the best learning I have had has been from one mentor or another, whether at the urban church I worked at or the House church I currently reside with. Somewhere along the line Christians in our movement quit getting mentors. It seems like no matter what is going on in life someone has been through something like it before, wouldn't it be nice to find someone who understood and can work through it. Shoot, AA is based on a similar principle. I suppose mentoring got a bad name some years ago when a movement in our family of Christianity broke free in Florida through a campus ministry and moved to Boston. At that point, discipling became a bad word for us main liners, as called by the international C of C'ers.

My final words, find a mentor, some Christian older than you, who is in a place you might someday want to be in.

God Bless

These are my burds, starting from the left, Sarah, and Abraham. They are parrotlets. Supposed to be very nice social birds. Not always the best of birds though. They are tiny little birds, smaller than finches. It is always nice to have something to take care of.

I am going to Searcy this afternoon to watch a friend graduate from the HSBS program. I met the guy at mychurch in memphis. You should check out the webpage, we are a collection of house churches in the greater memphis area. It is weird, I started in memphis working in the inner city, and I see there are people who live in the greater area with as many issues. The issues are generally the same.

I currently have a year left in my program at HUGSR, I will graduate with a Masters of Divinity. After school I am thinking of going into Hospital Chaplency. The direction God has been leading me is intersting, wherever I minister and whatever I do, I want to give people hope.

In my life and the lives of the people I have worked with and befriended in Memphis, I see this great lack of hope. The world we live in is not designed to give people hope. Read my poetry :). I hope I can help people find hope

Well,

I haven't posted on this site in years, so if you want to read some of my bad poetry go ahead. I will change it for no man or woman. Not necissarily proud of it all but i figure if I am going to call the thing the journey I might as well let you see it. I remember that poem, it was a very lonely time. It is always neet to see how far I have come and how far I still need to go. To know me you have to be able to understand grace.

Anyway, I helped a wonderful friend move today. It was very sad, I didn't know what to do with that. I was so sad when I left, but that is Okay, being sad is important. I used to thrive in my saddness, now that I let my friends see this blog, I suppose I have to accept that I used to choose to live my life in the dark pits of despare because I belived it made people think I was deep or smart or something.

anyway God Bless