Setting my edge

Just turned 29. Feels good.

I find that when I look at this picture I get this sensation of falling. It's the draw of the descent, setting the edge and making my way down the steep; a fall I want to make.

I'm setting my edge this year. I'm riding the lift back up.

Here's to 29.

Not positve but-

Life in a world so prevalent with wrong, and wounds and unrest forces us to really decide who we believe God to be. I think on this side of eternity, it might be the passage of this sort of time that we decide if it should teach us to trust in God's goodness. The reward of this decision will reflect a range of motion, an understanding of our free will and its contraints commensurate to our trust or love of God. For this, let me learn to love God more in the midst of adversity and unrest.

Under the ice

We need truth to live. Many, if not all in some way or another, hide underneath the ice of incorrect belief. There must remain at least an air-hole of truth by which they retain contact with the open world. Once this hole closes up, it's only a matter of time before they lose touch with reality and decompose in some insanity.

My Christian faith is not something that closes me off from new realities that might contradict some held belief. My faith is something that requires me to drop beneath the surface from time to time, but reacquire the surface and maintain the avenues by which I gain truth.

Sometimes this means being a bit of a Narwhal.

Bee and Boy

Does the bee blame the boy for the sting

Boy is but boy
Bee is but bee
Wings need not be pulled
Stings need not be stung
And the true souled boy would not
Tormentor be
But for knowledge of the sting

Why again...

Nukes, I don't get why we still have 'em. Hasn't anyone seen Wargames? I mean really, does anyone think they can accomplish any good at all whatsoever.
Is it possible that N. Korea or Iran would be so stupid as to launch one at someone and not expect major retaliation from the rest of the world. They realize that all economies are tied to such an action.
I say we must hold ourselves to the same standard. I'm all for proper defense, but we should hold ourselves to the same search and disarmament requirements that we hold them to. Let them inspect our programs and tell us what they think we should do.
I'm probably not thinking up anything new though.

Dear President Obama

For someone who ran on the platform of hope, I, as someone who believed you, am failing to see how 2000 pages of health care tripe smacking of a revitalized Marxism and an indispensable bailout so mired in indecipherable destinations that it has no anticipated release date, can possibly equate to hope. But you, with your high education and the help of your highly educated staff must know some heavenly language I am not aware of that can translate all this BS into hope.
If you were Santa Claus, this Christmas I would ask you to give the American people hope- something each of us has deep within in us. It's what keeps us waking up in the morning. Hope is in the American people. Give that to us please Mr. President.

Sincerely,
Chris Broesamle

High Paid Babysitters

So, since I'm looking for work right now, I get to analyze what I want to do and what I've done. In this process I came across a funny thought.
I'm convinced contractors are the highest paid of babysitters.
Here is how the metaphor plays out-
- The kids play with their lincoln logs to build things.
- They cry when the other kid steals their lincoln logs. You have to regulate.
- You have to show them how to put the lincoln logs together sometimes.
- They get prescribed lunch breaks and sometimes nap times.
- You have to yell at them sometimes to tell them to clean up. Unless they're good.
- They are always better than you at something in the building process, so it's cool to sit back and watch.

So, if you like babysitting, but want to earn more $, look into being a general contractor.