If my guiding light originates within myself, my path will press on toward pain.
If in the "Father of lights, there is no variation or shadow due to change."
Taken by Kyle.

Conversation between myself and a friend at church yesterday:
(I've known this guy for a while and had no idea)

"Hey man, how you doin? Oh, I'm glad to see you grabbed one of the Bibles that the church gives out."

"I'm doing well. Yeah, I've never read the Bible before so I just picked it up a few minutes ago and read that first part of Genesis. You know, about God creating everything and all that. That's pretty extreme. I like it though, man. I really do."


Note to self: Open your freaking eyes and realize that not everybody grew up with this stuff.

Someone asked me, so I'll ask you:

"What would it look like if all the churches in a one square mile area pooled all their resources together to change their communities instead of using them to convince people to come to their Sunday morning event?"

So many times we just fall into a rut of amnesia when it comes to why we do what we do.
At least I do.

I caught the glance of an old man sitting on a bench in Chattanooga.
On his head was a greased back do.
On his face was a white stache.
In his left hand were four bags from "where shopping is a pleasure."
In his right was a credit card being fiddled with.

His eyes told me to run.

"From what?"
"From this."
"What is 'this'?"
"Everything surrounding us right now. This stuff isn't worth it. Run to the mountains."

I don't know what they meant by that, but that's what the eyes said.

Creepy paper mache statues in Peru.