Donny

Friendship is a blessing from God and i'm blessed to have been blessed with this blessing of friendship! (say that 10x fast!) Know that If i ever found myself surounded by mutant catipillars in disguise, armed with machine guns, riding cows of doom that breath fire, there is no one on the planet that i'd want by my side than you Donald

We've been friends for so long that we can't even remember how we met. Man we've had some crazy times together!! and i don't regret a single one of them. You make me laugh like no one else can and no matter whats going on in my life, you always have the right words of encouragment to keep me going. You keep me accounable to staying on the straight and narrow and stop me from making stupid dessions. Now Brotha, i know that somtimes we don't always agree about music or even the time period that we live in (by the way its 2009) but i still love you anyway. your a man of your word, what you say is what you do. Your honest and giving and i can always count on you when i'm in a jam. It was you who got me hooked on chuck talors and for that i'm for ever in your debt! Its been one crazy train we've been riding, lets hope it never has to stop at the station!! Luv ya brotha!!!
-Cristian

E trade outtakes!!!!!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8Ev5HgGACg

Faith In Action

To Donny

OK i haven't written anything in a while so i thought it time to write about my latest happenings.

So my brother from another mother turned 18 last month and his b-day party was last Friday. It was a blast as usual! (Mrs Scovell can throw the coolest partys!) It was like going back in time when everyone showed up, a time when disco ruled and the Afro was the dew. A time when tie dye was not considered some type of abstract art, but instead a fashion statement. yes a time when we're glad its 2009! lol

Then Sunday i took Donny to his first paint ball game and it rocked!!!! I was kicking some serious butt!!! We played on this piece of property that was actually an ATV bog, so it was suuuper muddy! soo much fun! i was only shot once and i shot six people. I'm getting better at the game so paint ballers........be afraid.....Be Very afraid.......

-Cristian

Rest In Peace

The most horrible thing has happened. On February 26th 2009, ducky's ipod passed away when he drowned in a washing machine then cooked in the dryer. he lived a wonderful life serving his friends with endless entertainment at partys and provided the perfect dance music with his signature cha cha slide. His owner Cristian says he is shocked at his passing, but knows he's in a better place. Ducky's I pod will be sorely missed among his peers, but his life served as an example that all i pods should live by. Its been fun, Rest In Peace my friend

Life in a Fish Bowl

i thought it time to blog about something interesting and worth commenting about soo...i thought I'd blog about the life of a pastor kid, or for those of you up on all the church slang, PK for short.


If there is one phrase that would sum up the life of a PK its this, Life in a fish bowl! The pastor's family really does live life in a fish bowl for the whole world to see. we are the fish and the church is our spectators, to watch us swim, eat, sleep (if fish even sleep!) this isn't soo bad at first, you get soo much attention that its actually fun! but i soon learned that the life of a pk isn't all about perks.


The life comes with a title (PK) and people have expectations of you as the "pastor kid" that you have to live up to. God forbid i get into an argument or something in church. People expect you to be perfect. I can't count the number of times I'd get into an argument or make noises during the sermon. Then have grown adults tell me how disappointed they are with me when their own children were in on the action! The expectations are just so high that its impossible to please people at times. That's another thing, pleasing people. Allot of times i have to please people that i really can't stand or pretend to like people for the sake of the church. As the pastor's family, you can't really afford to make waves in the church.



Anything we do is a reflection of my father. Now every child has that, but its a little more serious when your father is a pastor! I can't count the number of times that i wanted to do something but couldn't cause i might make my father and his position look bad. Like dying my hair blue! but that's really not that big of a deal. I think the hardest thing is getting too close to church members. See church members have a tendency to come and go, but the pastor and his family will always be at that church for as long as God wants that church to exist. Needless to say, I have seen some good friends come and leave the church.

Also another thing is to be a positive role model for the youngsters in the church. This isn't hard for me really. See i grew up in a church where the teens and younger kids really didn't "mix". The older youth just didn't chill with little kids. Instead they kicked us out of the youth room and locked the doors. This for some reason has really stuck in my mind as i grew older. I always think about that verse where Jesus says let the little children come to me, and thats somthing that i really try to emulate. I really looked up to the teens in my church and i thought they were soo cool! So you can expect all the disapointment that i got when ever they kicked us out or paid little or no attention! I try really hard to be there for the younger kids in the church, to show em how to do stuff like play the drums or get them off some level in a video game, to give a fist bump and tell em how cool they are.

So at the end of the day, i wouldn't trade my life for anything else. Yes its tough sometimes but before i go to bed at night, i know that i'm doing what God wants me to do. He sent me here for a reason and everyday i try to acomplish my missions and live up to the tiltle. The title of the Pastor Kid. I hope that every sunday, when i walk into that church, i'm Gods best PK and work to further grow his kingdom.

In the Darkness of the Dawn

when laughter turns to sorrow
when joy turns to pain
when right goes all wrong
In the Darkness of the Dawn

when courage flees in fear
when terror ravages again
when the singer loses his song
In the Darkness of the Dawn

when love turns to hatred
when compassion turns his eye
when friendship avails not
In the Darkness of the Dawn

when knowledge holds no answer
when humility is dead
when malice stands tall
In the Darkness of the Dawn

In the Darkness of the Dawn
when my life is all but gone
In the Darkness of the Dawn
to my knees i must fall
In the Darkness of the Dawn