Doubting Thomas

As we sojourn through this life we are often caught up in the daily struggle for survival. The steady grind of heartbeats that take us from one breath to the next. We begin to see the world through a filter, a filter that shows us what we want to see rather than what we really see. It zooms in onto the minutest parts of our lives, pulling the surroundings of the larger picture out of focus. It is often what makes life bearable. It is what keeps us sane, and if that filter is removed with tainted hands our very sense of self can collapse. Sometimes, however. Sometimes a hand that is pure of spirit, and free of taint will come and will remove that filter. It may come in instance as we stand in the grocery line, or it may sneak by so slowly through are friends and family that we never notice that it was there. It may come in a sight, a sound, or a smell. It may come through a few soft spoken words echoing through the power of a microphone. But when it does come, and for each of us it will, and when that filter is removed, we are granted a brief look into the awesome majesty of what this life really is. IT IS AMAZING. And it has recently made me feel quite smile. A speck in the vastness of infinity. And even though I cannot emphasis with Moses words, I truly can believe it when he said "Now, for this cause I know that man is nothing, which thing I never had supposed."

Today as I was driving in my car I heard a song that I often listened to on my Mission, and it seemed to reflect my own feelings unto me as it had so often done during my service to the Germans. It's called Doubting Thomas.

"Doubting Thomas"

What will be left when I've drawn my last breath
Besides the folks I've met and the folks who've known me
Will I discover a soul-saving love
Or just the dirt above and below me

I'm a doubting Thomas
I took a promise
But I do not feel safe
Oh me of little faith

Sometimes I pray for a slap in the face
Then I beg to be spared cause I'm a coward
If there's a master of death
I bet he's holding his breath
As I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power

I'm a doubting Thomas
I can't keep my promises
Cause I don't know what's safe
Oh me of little faith

Can I be used to help others find truth
When I'm scared I'll find proof that it's a lie
Can I be led down a trail dropping bread crumbs
That prove I'm not ready to die

Please give me time to decipher the signs
Please forgive me for time that I've wasted

I'm a doubting Thomas
I'll take your promise
Though I know nothin's safe
Oh me of little faith

As always... when reading the scriptures it's important to always read to the end. For even after Moses sees all of the Lords Creations, and is left unto himself to understand the reality of his weaknesses. He is then shown an even greater picture. One that trancends all other creations.

FOR BEHOLD, THIS IS MY WORK AND MY GLORY- TO BRING TO PASS THE IMMORTALITY AND ETERNAL LIFE OF MAN.

Just some food for thought.

HELP I"M OUT OF OPIATES!!!

Ever since I last pulled my bike from the dusty confines of the storage shed I have been suffering from some serious summer day withdrawals. Now I know some of you(*cough cough* Daniel) think that there is nothing better than a good long winter, and I would be inclined to agree if but for one thing: WHERE THE HECK IS THE SNOW!!! Sheesh the weather here is about as decisive as a girl trying to decide between fuchsia or periwinkle toenail polish. That and given the current variables of $$$$, knee, and time are at an all time low this winter has seriously begun to blow.

So in order to keep myself sane I have prescribed myself the following doses of BIKING GOODNESS.

STEP ONE: GO TO PINKBIKE.COM

THEN CHECK OUT THE POD:(PICTURE OF THE DAY)

AFTER THAT I THEN GO BEGIN UPLOADING THE VOD(VIDEO OF THE DAY)

AND AS THAT LOADS I GO TO THE BUY/SELL PAGE AND LOOK AT THE WORLDS BEST ONLINE GARAGE SALE!!!

OOH... THIS LOOKS NICE, AND IT'S ONLY $650... (contemplate completely unjustified road to Sandy Oregon for a test ride..... still contemplating)

PHONE RINGS: TEXT MESSAGE FROM JOHN: DUDE KAYLEE GAVE ME PERMISSION TO GET THAT BIKE I TOLD YOU ABOUT!!!!

LOOK UP GIANT GLORY THAT JOHN IS BUYING AND DROOL FOR ABOUT 15 MIN.

STILL DROOLING,(NOTICE THE CUSTOM SILVER PAINT JOB, AND THE 2010 ROCKSHOX BOXXER... THIS THING IS MINT!!!!)(AND DON'T FORGET THE MAESTRO REAR SUSPENSION) AND CONTEMPLATING A SNATCH AND GRAB MOVE NEXT TIME I SEE A UPS TRUCK AT JOHN'S HOUSE.

I MUST HIDE MY FACE AT THIS POINT IN ORDER TO HIDE THE TEARS, AND THEN SEDATE MYSELF BY WATCHING THE FINALLY LOADED VOD.

REPEAT EVERY FIVE MINUTES OR AS NEEDED UNTIL SUNNY DAYS FREQUENT THE SKY