Explain the unexplainable.

Today was supposed to be really busy. I had been stressing out about it for a while, but it turned out to be one that I will put in the "Greats" category. Here's why...


Morning is the most stressful part of my day.
I'm always thinking I'm going to be late with something.
This morning was no different.
Tons of different things fell into a series of unfortunate events.
Mad stressed.

But then...

I drove myself and Josiah Biles to a volley ball tournament in Norman.
I watched a bunch of friends throw every bit of energy that they could muster,
into playing this sport.
it was quite fantastic,
but that's not what made my day.
Afterward,
I went with a few friends to Downtown Oklahoma City,
to watch Collin Lowe and his band
play at a Battle of the Bands.
They did great,
and I got some awesome shots,
but again,
not climax of the day.
All of us,
including the band,
went to Cuppies and Joe's,
which turned out to be my new favorite coffee shop.
Diamond called me,
and I got a chance to pray with him,
but let's keep going,
because that's not it either.

So here it is.
On the ride back to Ada,
Josiah, Bethany Cypert, and myself were in my car.
Josiah and I just randomly started talking theology.
We even discussed things that are a little sketchy with the "religious" world,
and Bethany jumped in.
This turned into a series of conversations that got my blood pumping,
and allowed me to pray with a skip in my stride.
I have know Josiah for a little while,
but until Spring Break,
never talked to the guy about anything I really felt was important.
Bethany,
I have only known for a short while,
but both of them on this night,
turned out to be two of my favorite people to talk with,
and this is why.
Though both are very intelligent,
and have awesome personalities,
people like that are everywhere.
The three of us had talked during spring break at one point,
and it was just so awesome.
I really had never known anything Josiah had gone through in his life,
or what he thought,
and man,
he turned out to be one gnarly human being.
The reason this car ride was so incredible to me,
is because God moved in our conversations.
Each of us felt something awesome that we couldn't explain.
Then we started listening to Lacrae.
Ooooo that did it.
Thanks my homey.
Each of us know that we made a connection because of something that moved in us.
Our conversations were so Godly inspired,
that for me,
it kind of allowed my mind to blow for a little while.
Knowing God,
knowing Jesus,
and knowing the Holy Spirit,
causes you to have moments in your life,
where things go the way they do,
and you just can't explain it.
I have another story involving Chantz Houston and I,
but that's another blog.
Things just happen.
Curtis Lilly would call them "God Things"
you want to call them coincidences,
or chance,
go for it.
I know it's deeper.
I know that coincidences never came so often until I started trying to figure God out.
Now I know what's really happening.
And it's just good.

Thanks for reading.
Listen to Phil Wickham.
He and Charlie Hall are doing a show together soon in OKC.
check it.

Be the change you wish to see in the world

That quote up there is from Ghandi.
if you really want to,
you can buy the Toms with that phrase on it,
or you can just start contributing to society in the same way Jesus and other disciples would.
either way...

There's a place in the downtown slum of OKC called,
The Refuge.
it's a small building that once used to be a crack house.
no more.
you see,
this guy Tim Ulrich,
was called out by God to just go into this area full of the homeless, the broken, the dried out, the washed up, the hurt, the suffering,
and start making a change in their lives.
did it work?
you have no idea...

i discovered this building for the first time,
by complete chance, of God
around sometime in september or something i think.
Curtis Lilly and i had been talking the day before about searching for God's calling.
or purpose or what have you,
last march i went to help the homeless community in San Antonio,
and i wanted to continue something like that in Oklahoma
then the next day i started driving around okc thinking i was heading to the skatepark.
but i saw from the highway,
what looked like a community clean-up project.
so i said, "wow, you couldn't have made it any clearer."
i got down there,
and these people just told me to hop on a mower,
and start mowing the grass on this exit.
i did,
but when they left i was hanging out like,
wait who's mower is this?
i guess everyone that was there had come with a group from school,
or a church or something,
but i had no idea what going on.
i saw this guy on another mower,
i said, "hey man, i'm done with this exit, but i have no idea who this thing belongs to"
he said, "its mine, just follow me"
i follow him over to this sketchy looking white building.
he and i talked for a little while,
then he said something like, "well man you probably need to get back to your group."
i said, "oh no man i came alone. this just seemed like something to do."
he said, "what? okay, come with me. let's talk"
that was tim.
he explained the refuge and what he was there to do.
we talked for a long long time.
and it was incredible.

God opened my eyes and revealed this place.
i rarely go there,
because i'm rarely in the city.
but man,
if it isn't the most amazing place.
everyone there is hardworking.
they are in that building to fulfill a purpose.
the homeless people around them are becoming influenced by their hardwork,
and sometimes,
come around and pick up trash,
or just come in the garage thing to talk to some people,
whom they know will listen.
if you ever get the chance,
check this place out.
they're always doing something in the name of the Lord God out there.
bunch of crazies.
the refuge.

Julien Beever...

is pretty cool.

When it rains... A tribute to Peek

This blog,
as i said in the beginning,
will not always be so positive.
It hasn't been a positive week,
so I don't feel like writing a positive entry
or maybe...

Sunday through monday,
puking and shaking.
Tuesday,
sincerely thought i was going to die during shop class,
then find out I might be failing pre-calculus.
Wednesday,
well they can't all be bad, huh?
although,
i did snap the king-pin in my back truck.
whatever,
it was good.
then today,
i found out that my cat died.
now,
for some people this wouldn't really matter,
but this is my cat.
if you know me very well at all,
you know i love this cat.
she hung out with me all the time.
i would sit outside and chill with her all of the time,
especially after school early in the afternoon.
she was the perfect house animal.
and i actually spent so much time with this creature,
that i understood her personality.

she's actually my sister's cat.
she's been in the family since i was like 7 or something.
so for eleven years,
this cat and i have gotten to know each other.
the last year or so of her life was when i actually enjoyed hanging out with her the most.
i'm fairly anti-social,
but still,
i'm positive that anyone would absolutely love this cat.
i hung out with her more than my own family.
she knew exactly where to sleep on the bed so i wouldn't kick her during the night.
dang.
i was hoping once i moved out,
that she would come with me.
i can't really stand many animals,
but she was amongst the raddest specimens that God has placed on this earth.
i know this sounds really stupid and lame to people,
but i'm really bummed about this,
plus this just being added onto my week,
kind of a double whammy.
this cat won't be forgotten,
because i'm not sure i want to house train a different one,
i don't even want to hang out with a different one.
if i got another cat,
there's no way it would like my choice in music,
or listen to NPR with me.
dang.

well
i'll end this.
i sound whiny.
i know it's "just a cat",
and i know that this isn't the worst thing that will ever happen to me.
God will take care of me through my cat dying,
through whenever the economy shuts down again in 60 years and my retirement gets robbed,
or through when my arms and legs become unusable caused by a freak skee-ball accident.
i loved this freakin' cat.
stay chill Peek

Do as I say, not as I do...

I've known for a while that I wasn't the smartest person,
but this morning,
i took the award for "dumb of the day".
i have a project due today.
i've had about 2 weeks to do it,
but you know,
who needs two weeks whenever you can try to pull an all-nighter,
the night of your birthday,
with No-Doz and a trusty pack of Monster at your side.
This was a mistake.
the project looks horrible.
like a 5th grader has done it
good thing its like a 4-part project,
and this was the first step.
but thats not the worst part of this.
I took a 2 hour power nap.
i've just taken another no-doz recently,
and i've gone through the 3 monsters.
i wake up sweating...
it's only been 15 minutes...
my breathing patterns are freaking out...
and i'm having an anxiety attack...
awesome.

i try getting up because i've got to urinate like no ones business.
i get up,
fall on my desk,
because i happened to pass out right next to it on the floor.
i guess i blacked out,
because the next thing i remember,
i'm in the bathroom,
on the floor sitting next to the tub,
and apparently i've done my business,
because i don't feel the need,
and the toilet is making the "recently flushed" sound.
i try to get up again to make it to my bed.
i make it,
and nausea kicks in.
like literally kicks me in the gut.
more anxiety,
followed by my alarm clock going off,
which means an hour and 45 mins has gone by since i woke up,
and it only feels like it's been five minutes.
what the heck.
i reset the alarm,
and fall back asleep.
alarm goes off again,
so i try to get up.
nausea.
i went to the toilet again,
took care of that,
and laid down next to the tub for a while.
i felt better,
but my heart was still whack.
i couldn't move slowly.
it was all fast motion,
but whenever i was moving,
i felt like puking again.
so i get up,
sat in my chair,
and started writing this post.

Never, ever do this,
sweet children.
this is no way to start any day,
especially not the day after your 18th birthday.
in fact,
this really blows.
no-doz,
is a no,
for the rest of my life.
now i know what mistake i made,
with the monster and all,
but still,
this will not be happening again.
i'm still shaky,
and nauseous.
but i guess i'm going to turn in this crappy project,
and move on with life.
worst morning of my life...
so far...

until the next time i blog.
don't let yourselves over load on caffeine.