i just woke up

wow last night i went to sleep anxiously awaiting my first day as a 1st grader and i woke up today with an MBA staring the real world straight in the face.  at least that's what it seems like.

and now what should i do....?
should i jump into a job just because it's a job
should i blog more (this is an obvious answer)
should i begin writing my book
should i move
should i keep doing what i'm doing

there are so many "what should i's" that come to mind when facing the future but the better question to ask is what WILL i do?  so many times i have gotten caught up in the what should i do scenerio where i really don't take everything into account.  through my long dream that was elementary school all the way until the end of graduate school, the "should i" game has reared its ugly head multiple times.  the thing i am most sure of now is what i will and feel called to in what lies ahead.  i WILL make a difference in lives, i WILL jump on any opportunity that is given to me, i WILL pursuit my desire of athletics, and i WILL rely on my father in heaven for every answer to every question i have.  oh yeah, and i WILL blog more.  sorry been frustrated and on edge recently. 

"but blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in Him.  they will be like a tree planted by the water that sends its roots by the stream.  it does not fear when the heat comes; its leaves are always green.  it has no worries of drought and never fails to bear fruit."  Jeremiah 17:7-8 

p.s. prayers are welcomed as i am traveling to ecuador on thursday to do some of the Lord's work.

dear mama

day late but...

yes, i am not afraid to admit it, i am a mama's boy.  i have been since the day i was brought into this earth by her. i can't imagine where i would be without her today or what kind of man i would have turned in to without the guidance and direction that my mother provided. 

at first i didn't want to be considered a "mama's boy."  it just sounded like i was a big wimp and a push over.  for the longest time i would get so irritated that people would tell me i look and act just like my mom.  i didn't want to be like my mom.  i wanted to be the tough, hard-nosed kid that was more like daddy than mom.  as i've grown older, i have accepted the fact that God put my mother her for me and that being compared to her in anyway was a blessing and a very heralded complement.  it's funny to think back in my stubborn days that mom was/and is always right.  without her, i would be a complete mess.  she is my best friend and always wanting what's best for me. 

funny story in regards to my mom actually...we were sitting in church sunday (yes Mother's Day), and before the service i was looking around the sanctuary trying to pick out a girl that was my "type."  as i told my mom what i was doing she just chuckled and said what exactly is your type?"  of course i said i'm not really sure, but little did i know that 45 minutes later i would know.  my pastor, Dr. David Eldridge preached a sermon on the christian woman and mother, and boy was he spot on.  after the service my family was enjoying a wonderful lunch and i looked to my mom and said, i think i have found my "type."  oh really she said and what would that be.  i responded with a quick did you hear that sermon?  david painted the perfect picture of her, and she is just like you (my mom).  what a way for God to show me what type of girl i want to be with than the picture he painted with my mom that i have failed to realize recently. 

kind-hearted, open, emotional, worrisome, beatiful, bold, unique, talented - these are just the few characteristics that describe mom and i can't wait for the day that i can call my wife the same things. 

Psalm 127- the message preached on sunday

and dats her!!!!