caffeinated thoughts

Things I Want To Do

2006-02-02T23:25:00.000-06:00

In no particular order:

1. Go skydiving

2. Sit down for coffee at a cafe' in Italy

3. Go rock climbing (REAL rock climbing, not the kind at Dick's Sporting Goods)

4. Record a CD

5. Be the main speaker for an event

6. Read the entire Bible straight through (as long as I've been a Christian, I've never done that...)

7. Lead someone of a different faith to Christ

8. Get published.... book, magazine, newspaper. Blogs don't count!

9. Be married, raise a Godly family

10. Buy a house, fix it up, and sell it for profit

Nope, Don't Blog Much!

2006-01-23T19:12:00.000-06:00

Hi Gina!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This blog's for you.

:-)

(Aren't they the BEST?)

Okay, seriously now... I promise there is more to come. Maybe even tonight. Who knows!

Still

2006-01-01T02:35:00.000-06:00

God... I still trust You.

Thank You for never letting me go.

Ever.

Paul

Merry Christmas!

2005-12-25T13:38:00.000-06:00

Hope everyone has a good one... including You, Jesus! I'll begin posting more after the new year... unless something inspires me to write before then. God bless!

Paul

I Trust You

2005-12-23T22:34:00.000-06:00

God,

Hi. How are you today? I hope your day is going well. I hope that there were thousands of people who turned to You today.. that made the decision to rely on You and to trust You for all of time. I am sorry that I was not one of them today. In fact, I think it has been a few weeks since I've given You my trust. You know what I have been going through... all the junk that has crowded my mind and my heart... all the decisions and loose ends that are begging to be dealt with, but I lack the wisdom to address. God, I want to say publicly that I trust You.
I know that You will work all of these issues out... that You will settle my heart and give me peace. Help me to make wise choices... to become more and more every day the man You have created me to be. Forgive me for the sin that lies deeply rooted in my soul. Your Son, Jesus, died on the cross to save me.... to sanctify me and to make me holy. I accept it, God... I do. I believe... I believe that Your Word is true, even though at times I blatantly disregard Your commands. You are the One that I serve.. my Master, my Keeper, the great God of heaven, the One who shakes the very foundations of earth. I love You... and I give You my heart, this December night. May Your will take precedence over my own, each and every day that I exist, and may my life be Your handiwork. I can't wait to spend more time with You.

Your son,

Paul

Coffee....

2005-12-02T00:25:00.000-06:00

So I've only posted one article on here, and so many of you (ok, like 3) have sternly warned me that if I didn't post something soon, they would physically harm me or they would die themselves (Jen... you got some 'splainin' to do). Since my blog is titled "Caffeinated Thoughts", I thought I would share a little bit about my obsession with coffee. You see, it is not just a beverage. It is not just something that warms us up on cold, "friging" winter mornings. It is just so much more. Coffee is: an activity, a social event, a PICK-ME-UP, a catylist for new ideas. ACTIVITY: "Hey, what do you want to do?" "I don't know, you want to go grab some coffee?" "Yeah, let's go". Nuff said. "SOCIAL EVENT: This is different from just an activity. When I actually "get coffee" with a friend, I am in for some serious bonding. In fact, some of my deepest, most meaningful conversations have happened at a local coffee shop. I'm not sure what it is... the atmosphere of the place, the taste of the java... whatever it is, it definitely fosters the growth of friendships. It's something just any old restaurant cannot do. There's no waitress trying to sell me a piece of chocolate cake that I in no way saved room for... and there's nothing particularly inviting about sitting down over a cheesburger and fries from McDonalds. It's just different.
PICK-ME-UP: Okay, so my co-workers could tell you... if I don't get my coffee in the morning, I get a bit cranky. And headachy. Yes, it is ridiculous... but I enjoy it SO much! Just ask my dad, or my friend Nick Moran what it's like when I'm "on coffee". My mind and mouth shift into warp speed and I turn into, well... Nick Moran.Now THAT, my friends... that is a feat. CATYLIST: When I am by myself and I have that mug in my hands, it gives me an opportunity to just sit and think... mull over new ideas, process the week, dream a little, hope for the future. It's MY time. Actually, if you want to get technical, it's God's time, because what really belongs to us, anyways? That's a whole other post... props to C.S. Lewis. Anyways... the whole point is...

There really is no point. I just love coffee.

And is friging really a word?