NEW BLOG

i know i haven't been blogging too much lately.

but just so you know i am starting a new blog and will be updating much more.

change the links and follow me if you'd like.

i would really like that.

peace.

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thanksgiving round 2

so today was supposed to be thanksgiving 2.0

this was the day ordained for christie and myself to go to her mothers home in irvine and eat some wellington and veggies. we were excited. i worked quite a bit today so i was supposed to meet christie at her mothers house around 3pm. Lisa (my mother in law) happens to own SATAN. well, his name is really nick and he is a 26 lb cat. If you don't know me too well, you may not know that i am soooo allergic to cats. Allegra and claratin and benadryl, and all that crud pretty much never work against my allergies so i decided to take some MANacin and just tough it out. I showed up around 2:30 and it wasn't far past 3:15 when my wife stepped in and said i should head home. My throat felt like it was closing, i couldn't take a deep breath for the life of me, i was coughing like a highschool student in volkswaggon bus "watching" other people smoke drugs for the first time. The cat for sure tried to kill me! I went to the doctor on the way home, received a shot in my arm, a shot in my tukkus, and a breathing treatment. In addition i received a good back of three different Rx's. I didn't even write this to tell you about that situation. What happened next made me want to rip my hair out (what's left of it).

I drove to walgreens in order to fill my Rx's and get home in bed to rest. I decided that i didn't want to do the drive thru thing, because i'm not that important, so i walked in. i walked up to find six (minimum) walgreens employees behind the counter. There was only one other guest in the store at the Rx counter so i figured i would be in and out. i stood there so politely for about 10 minutes before i started to wonder what the heck was going on. There were so many open registers and people kept looking at me. THe best was the girl standing like 16 inches in front of me at an open register staring at me. She didn't tell me to hold on. She didn't tell me she hated white people. She just simply would stare at me as she made phone calls. SHe was calling 95 year old ladies, one after the other, and telling them about their prescriptions they had clearly left at walgreens. SHe said time and time again, "hi mrs. _______(insert name from turn of the century) this is carolyn at walgreens in huntington beach. you seem to have forgotten to pick up your GERATOL and we are going to put it back if you don't pick it up soon, thanks and have a great day".

i was fuming inside. she wasn't doing anything important at all. she was basically telemarketing drugs while i continued my coughing fit. it took about 20 minutes total before a manager walked over, looked at me, looked at her, and said "hey, why don't you help the customer standing in front of you!"

oh well,

sometimes i think i'm invisible. 

other times,

i KNOW i'm invisible. 

AWESOME!!!

life theme

obey because you believe

believe because you obey

cheap grace is not the way to go.

it's about a grace which causes someone to change the way they live.

discipleship has a cost.

what is it going to cost you?

what needs to change?

lookey-boos

So yesterday my buddy Mike and I were hanging out. Christie was doing his wife's hair. It was the night after a junior high laser tag all nighter so i was pretty spent to say the least. I was operating on about an hour and a half of sleep. (this holds no relevance to the story, but i still wanted to mention how tired i was). Mikey and I were leaving Fascist Island when we came across an awkward shape in the road. There, in the intersection of two busy streets lay an elderly man hunched over in a ball with his "scooter" about 10 feet away. We floored it, got out of the car, and rushed to the man's side. We didn't move him in order to keep his neck and back straight as hey lay on his side. The paramedics arrived within about 2 minutes of me calling them. He was awesome, he knew he was hurt, but he also knew he would be okay. He talked with the sweetest accent ever. I have no idea where it was from. When the paramedics showed up they took care of stuff and we took off.

We were at the scene no more than 10 minutes from start finish and two things bothered me SOOOO badly.

#1. Many people drove by the man without pulling over or stopping to make sure he was okay. I don't understand how messed up our society is to where it won't stop and assist our fellow citizens. People need to learn how to reach out. Not just how to reach out at church, but how to reach out to people in general.

#2. The few people that did pull over once we were on the scene simply wanted to stare. There were two groups of people around. First group of people just pulled over in their cars, rolled down their windows, and watched what was going on. LAME. The second group of people were the hovering & annoying people. There were about 6 middle-age women hovering over us, taking the nice gentlemen's air and free space. Even after i asked them to give him air they were going through his scooter and finding someone to contact and worry while they hovered all around him. So Lame!

I just don't get why people want to be a part of something so bad, but they aren't willing to actually DO something when it comes time.

anyways, I kinda just wanted to complain for a second.

Good news is, the old guy was for sure okay.

Much Love,

Matt.

What kind of a friend are you?

Really, ask yourself that question.

What kind of friend are you?

We can all "be" different friends, but when someone comes to you with a real problem which friend are you?

The Fixer

Are you the guy, or gal, that simply wants to fix everything when someone comes to you? Are the person that puts aside all reason and sane rational in order to try and make it all better? The fixer is often the person that you really want to see in order to feel better about yourself. You call the fixer when you have done something bad. So if you've killed a monkey on accident or kicked a child at the park just to deny it to their unbelieving mother, I suggest you call the fixer in your life.

The Ex-Friend

Are you the guy, or gal, that will say what needs to be said no matter what it will do to the person in need of advice? Are you the person that gives the "hard truth" no matter what is going to happen. The ex-friend is only called such because he/she is willing to risk their friendship with you in order to get their point across. After hanging up on your iPhone the ex-friend will often call you back to make you feel even worse about whatever it is you need advice on. I suggest you call the ex-friend if you want to have trouble sleeping at night, every night!

The Deer

Are you the friend that never has the right words to say? Are you the person that is never quite sure enough of yourself to be able to give advice in sticky situations? The deer is is often confused. They can be confused with "the listener" but there are large differences. The deer is the perfect person to text message, but the worst to see in person. Via text message you can often confuse their lack of response as "tough love" as opposed to the cluelessness that it really is. Go the deer's house to talk if you feel like you have a lot to get off your chest and don't want anyone to judge you, or even understand what you are saying...

The Mom

Are you the person that can give a friend "tough love" advice but always follow it up with making them cookies and/or telling the how special they are to you? If you struggle with sticking to your tough guns and always want to fix boo-boo's you may be the mom. People often call the mom when they are hungry.

Stranger Danger

Are you the friend that seems to be far too old or are far too young for your group of friends? Are you the person who is far too removed in any situation to give applicable advice to what these "crazy kids" are doing today? If so, you are the stranger danger. This character often wears "slugger tees", "baggy cargo pants", and/or an awesome moustache. People often seek advice from stranger danger when they want to get something off their chest and feel they can use trickery to avoid any negative criticism, because "stranger d" (as we like to call him) is still trying to figure out the difference between the jackson 5 and maroon 5.

Randy Walker

Are you the person that always gives kind-hearted advice but you have the ability to offend every single person within a 60 foot radius while you're doing it? Do you have the care, heart, and wisdom to guide friends and family through very tough situations? Do you posses the mental fortitude and compassion to give brutally honest advice and skilled parenting while being able to wear 57 prints of different hawaiin shirts? If this is you, then you are the Randy Walker! Congratulations, you win.

I love my dad, He's the best. I love thinking back on much of the advice he has given me over the years. He always had the ability to give great advice without ever making it too awkward, thanks dad.

sometimes

Sometimes people wake up before they need to and they wake up in a good mood. I am totally that guy today. I think I'm gonna go hit up the gym right now and then possibly help christie baby sit tonight. Very few days left before Hawaii. Last night we went to "the counter" with my parents. It's a restaurant in Irvine. They make AMAZING vegan burgers. i suggest you give it a shot.

much love,

matt.

sep 19 2008

we leave for hawaii in a week. 

i am so excited.

christie finally got her ring back today. they had to fix something on it. i was not a fan of her without a ring at all!!! so i guess we're married again.

life is good, it's real good. personally, i'm trying to slow down a little bit and enjoy everything that God is doing in my life. I don't want to miss a thing!