Fatherless Generation

I spend hours on end with all kinds of kids.

Church kids, thugs, skaters, musicians, music fans, scooters, bladers, bikers, Bballers, dodgeballers, frisbee kids, social sultans of schools, and the nearly mute and awkward ugly ducklings…I know what it’s like to stand alone wondering what memo i missed in life.

• I feel that way when i see fathers being excellent dads spending quality time with their sons,
• while observing husbands doting on or serving their wives,
• and while hearing other guys talk about motor vehicles and their operations.

It’s easy for me to imagine that a majority of my generation can at least FEEL that we’ve missed out on something essential, but heck if I know where to go to find all the wisdom and security for myself that my pastor’s kids find everyday at home.

Sometimes the only consolation i can find is in the movie Simon Birch, (which my awesome mom bought tonight.) In that story, a single mother’s teenage son is outcasted for being a “bastard child.” He befriends a sickly dwarfed boy his own age and they are inseperable. One boy has no idea who his father is, and the other is despised by even his two parents because of his abnormal physical condition. I connect to the empty and uninformed feelings of the boys in the story and often cry when moved by their tight bond. Although i have hundreds of friends, i don’t have a “Best” brother-type friend who’s been with me through thick and thin. Maybe that’s why God designed marraige, no?

hmmm.

Lots of thoughts bouncin in here.

Also, the film “Bella” was a great depiction of Christ’s persistent pursuit of his church (AKA those devoted to him.) Jose is patient, gentle, honest, and prioritizes what’s right, instead of what society pushes on him. Plus he’s got a great beard… haha.

All this to say, these movies have reminded me that I am an adopted Orphan in this world who is not forgotten. God the great Interrupter has reached down and offered me His holy name. He’s offered to teach me what a man was designed to be.

I want to invite anyone reading who can sympathize with me to take a deep breath, and then walk this narrow road with me that leads to life. (Matthew Chapter 7, verse 13 says, “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.) I’m the King’s kid, and i’m gonna be like my heavenly Daddy. Come follow the Christ with me.

Wanting vision…

I was working and so many ideas jumped into my brain while i was folding Tshirts… it was wild.

It occurred to me that God wants us all to work hard at something, even a very tedious task for long hours for a reason.

My reason is that when I work, my mind does some organising and dreaming.

dusty shelves and rude customers did a great job tonight in helping me look beyond this small job and onto the places i want to go, the man i want to continue becoming… and the choices i think will benefit me in the long run.
TO DO LIST:

• ReFilm downhill line with harder opening tricks
• Get a REAL business card
• Get posters to promote business
• Book some lessons
• Film museum rail trick
• promote business

“My life is GoOOD. REEEAAALLY GOOOD.”

I’ve been stepping outside of my regular lameness lately and God is showing me new and exciting things.

I’m excited to be braving a small, part-time business venture in which I do what i love. Share.

I’ll be sharing my skateboarding skills and also the love and hope, peace and purpose I’ve recieved through Christ Jesus with any little kid who’s parents will pay me to do so!

Just kidding. Well actually that IS how it works…

*I have been blessed by the Lord to have a very large, expensive land to share the Gospel in now. It is a magnet for skateboarders. Ladies and Gents, i present to you… the PARKER PARK!