OMG, your boy is FAMOUS!!!

Earlier I posted a video clip of Lyricks and Manifest, two gifted Christian rappers. I randomly stumbled over a video of ME at a live concert that they put on at The Well, a ministry in Gardena. If you look closely in the video at 1:18, you can see yo' boy athletically snatch the T-shirt that Manifest throws out to the crowd, wrestling off four other young girls desperate for a piece of Manifest. Just to help you out, I'm the black figure in the lower right hand of the video, and the four young girls that I pwn are the other black figures among the black figures. Enjoy. And God Bless.

Love goes round

Last night I was able to speak at UCR's AACF. SUPER blessed. God was doing some pretty sweet things.

One thing that blessed me was a sister I met afterward. Before the message, we prayed that God would speak to anyone who was in need of the message of forgiveness. I spoke on Matthew 18, the parable of the unmerciful servant. After the sermon, a sister came up to me and shared what was going on her life. She had JUST (hours earlier) arrived from the Midwest in the midst of tests and deadlines for her doctorate program. Even still, she just had to spontaneously get away, partly because of an overwhelming situation where six people were affected by a wrong she had committed. So she flew out to CA.

When she came up to me, she started off by saying "Now I know exactly why God had me come out here". It was a message of forgiveness she needed to hear. God was reminding her of the riches of God's mercy and forgiveness through Christ on the cross.

I noticed something in the message yesterday that I didn't explicitly say, but it's so clear. When God's love and forgiveness comes down to us, it causes us to love and forgive others. When we love by forgiving others, love and praise goes back up to God. Now THAT's a beautiful cycle.

Obsessession...

I think I'm obsessed..

I just came back from lunch. You know it's crossed over to obsession when you're thinking about surf and accidentally scoop your rice into your coffee mug. No joke. All day I dream about surf. When I close my eyes, it's sick, all I see are waves. I know, lame. When I'm at work, all I can think about his hitting the waves. When I wake up, I check the surf report. When I get to work, I check the surf report. When I get home, check the report. This is seriously getting out of hand... but seriously though, when I think about surfing, I get all warm and fuzzy inside. It's definitely crossed over into obsession.

I was thinking last night, I wonder if anyone feels like this about Jesus. How come I've never felt this warm and fuzzy thing for my Lord? I started praying, that if this kind of obsession for God was what he desired of me, that he'd fill me with that passion. That my energy for surf would be greater for the Lord. That I would yearn for Him, and that the thought of helping the lost find Jesus would be my eager desire.

I know, this all sounds cheesy. But seriously, that Christ would be my Magnificent Obsession...