Portable Metal Detectors Will Do You No Favors in This Treasure Hunt! Sunday, Jul 5 2009

It’s a  rare occasion that sleep and I can’t meet up due to scheduling differences, but it’s also the one rare time that blog and I ever get to hang out.

I feel fortunate today.I feel fortunate for the simple fact that I’ve been driving for 5 years now and I’ve never had a flat tire. Now to me, that’s a pretty impressive feat.  Sure you could say I just have a well maintained car, but that’s not really true.

Small little observations like these are things we never seem to look at, mainly because we find it so much easier to look past something than to look at it. If only we could realize that these little insignificant things are like treasures.

A truth I’ve learned quite recently is that life is a treasure hunt. The only problem is, everyone is after the wrong kind of treasure! This treasure, a.k.a “The World”, has a price-tag no doubt, but we always end up spending more in the process of pursuing the wrong treasure than we’d ever hope to gain.

I was after the wrong kind of treasure for a portion of my life, fortunately my gracious God is truthful and perfect in his very nature and if you trust him as I’m learning to, he tends to show you more truth than you could ever truthfully handle.

So what treasures should we be after? I guess the most important thing to consider is what we’re using as our treasure map to track down our prizes. If we’re using our feelings, our treasures will always be short-lived and fickle. Feelings are rarely accurate to the reality of a situation, rather, they are our interpretation of a situation in that  particular moment. Living from moment to moment is fun, but those gaps between said moments are what life  eventually amounts to.

Another kind of treasure map that people like me tend to use is a map based off of logic. Logical maps are great, but logic must have a source. If logic is fundamentally based out of a flawed source, for instance, a logic that suggests the universe was formed from a massive explosion of particles that were then perfectly set in place to create the exact specifications for having a functional universe, yet having no way to even postulate where all that matter exploded from is flawed logic. Treasure maps with a flawed logical foundation will, logically, lead you to a flawed destination.

There are many more varieties of treasure maps in this world, but there’s only one more that I want to focus on — The Bible. Now, the Bible that I was raised around was a book that sat in a wooden pocket at a 70 degree angle facing me as I sat in a rigid, unsympathetic pew. But that’s not what the Bible is, is it? The problem was that I was looking at the Bible with my current emotions as a chubby confused little kid, and I saw it as nothing more than another piece of the decor in our sanctuary. What I’ve grown to see the Bible as now, however, is my guide to finding the treasures in life due to its endless truths and examples to help me become the person that I’m supposed to be.

When logic fails, God logically cannot. When emotions overwhelm, God brings peace. When the “randomness” of life is more thoughtfully examined, God is present. The truth that I’ve used long-handed metaphor to get to is this – The way we view life is dependent on the filter that we view it through. The filter that I long for in my current stage of life is the filter of God’s perfect love. God’s perfect love is laid out quite clearly in my choice treasure map, that’s right… the Bible.

So if we would only use our free treasure map, it would lead us to amazing things! If only we could see the beauty in every small happening in our lives. If only we could see the significance in having no flat tires, or in having a chance to talk to a stranger in a long line a Wal-Mart, or in finally having a flat tire and finding out that there are still people with an altruistic nature willing to bless you with their time.

God is big, and he gave us a map to guide us through this tiny life. I suggest we use it…

You feel me?

(that’s street talk for “Dearest friend, do you understand the ideas that I’ve postulated in the above statement?”)

kyle.lawrence.runner

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Mind Your Battefield in This War. Friday, Apr 10 2009

Some might say that a war is being fought for your mind.

An argument that makes sense, but the perspective in that is all wrong.

The mind is merely the battlefield, for a war that started with the fall.
The war isn’t for your mind, but it’s been for your soul, after all.
The war will always have casualties, and the end never seems so near.
In a fight with no civilians, how can one believe anything they hear?
The war does not discriminate, and the enemy seems to be ever-growing.
The war is not on the tips of our tongues, but it’s effects are always showing.
The war makes us jaded, and we forget why we set out on our cause.
But what we’ve all forgotten… is that we didn’t have to carry that cross.
We think the war is our personal struggle, and it’s blotted out our sight.
Have we so soon forgotten we’re just foot-soldiers for this fight?
If we lose track of where we stand, and we lose the battle for our mind.
The first loss leads to second loss, and the soon we may fear to find,
The war for our soul isn’t decided by some dark or mysterious source…
The war for your soul is decided when you CHOOSE who you’re fighting for.

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Unsolved Mystery: Entire Mountainsides are Collapsing! Tuesday, Dec 2 2008

I’ve come up with a fun metaphor for any given individuals’ shortcomings.

We all have problems. We all have issues. We are all straight up, messed up.

But the fair majority of us would love to do nothing more than to tuck our own personal hey-it’s-really-not-that-bad type of problems into a nice safe place where no one can be privy to our weakness.

Because guys, let’s face it –  if someone knew that we had problems… well, my word; we’d almost seem human! (present day American/world standards are pretty clear on the fact that we are to no longer portray an air of humanity… because with humanity comes that pesky accountability)

So we take all our problems, and we stuff them into a nice cozy metaphorical cave, over on the side of the metaphorical mountain that no one ever metaphorically hikes on. That way we know that our problem is well out of the open, yet we’re always just a metaphorical ATV ride away from throwing even more junk into our cave.

Some of us simply use the cave because it was passed down through the generations… a metaphorical family heirloom, if you will. 

Some of us use the cave because we discovered it long before we figured out who we wanted to be, and it’s a safe place to keep our old metaphorical junk… kind of like a metaphorical pack-rat.

Some of us aren’t even sure when and where we acquired our metaphorical cave full of issues, but… there it is.

And some of us are still using our cave only because we’ve tried to get rid of it before, but no matter how strong the TNT that we rigged to it was, it simply would not collapse. Some of us are still to this day, positive that we will find a way to destroy our cave by our own strength… it’s just going to take time.

I’ve been reading alot more lately, and I stumbled across a book that was all about a famous demolitions expert. I’d never really read a biography before, but I really got sucked into this guys’ life story, and he was by far the most notable demolitions expert that I’ve ever heard of. 

Turns out, his speciality was cave demolitions. More specifically – metaphorical caves.

Anyway, I contacted him, and he demolished my metaphorical cave like it was no big deal. The guy is truly a miracle worker, and I highly recommend him.

Here’s an excerpt from his book – 

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” -Jn 16:33 

I’m just figuring that if you know someone that has conquered the world, let alone some puny metaphorical cave, that they’re probably worth staying in touch with.

I’m just sayin’

-klriiiesq

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I’m Lactose Intolerant Tuesday, Mar 25 2008

Maybe this is just a guy thing…but when I’m on the highway taking a long trip and I set a cruise speed of approximately eight miles over, if anyone dares to pass me at my perfect speed they must be some kind of moron.

The longer the trip is, the more idiotic all other drivers become to me.

Then the other day I started wondering – what if everyone on the road is thinking exactly like I am right now? Then I started thinking how sweet it would be to race a car just like mine…then I started thinking about how hungry I was.

Then I stopped at Wendys and got a frosty (vanilla).

 -klriiiesq

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Letters To Old Friends Friday, Mar 14 2008

Some letters to old friends of mine…

 

Dear Free Time,

I hope you’re doing well, I know it’s been a while since we’ve had a chance to get together. I wanted to start off by thanking you for not minding when I’d take all those naps and totally skip out on you, but seriously, you had a bigger influence on me than you’d think!

Although I know we definitely had some great times watching television together and goofing off, I’ve now realized that you got me in more trouble than anything else. I know that hindsight is 20/20 and I think that looking back I can now see that we probably just had a little bit too much of each other.

But hey, that doesn’t mean we can’t still hang out! Let’s plan a day to chillax together! (maybe a Saturday??)

 

Dear Extra Money,

GOSH! It’s been so long! I hope you’re doing well, I really miss you man….

It’s been at least two, three years? Anyway, I know you’re probably super busy with your friends Don Trump and Billy Gates (especially Bill since he’s technically retired now!), so I’ll make this short.

I just wanted to thank you for the good times we had. I know we never really got to be together as much as we wished we could, but hey that’s life!

And although we never really had any really ‘deep’ moments or really got quality one-on-one time together, you always knew where to find classiest restaurants in town, and I truly appreciate that!

 

p.s. I know I only met your friend Ben that one time, but tell him I listened to the song that Puff Daddy wrote about him, and he was totally right – It’s off the chain!

 

Dear Funny Jokes I Used to Tell,

I’ll never understand why you ditched me in the first place. You’re a jerk.

I hope that you come crawling back to me one day, and then maybe, just MAYBE I’ll be glad to see you.

 

Dear Sinful Ways,

I saved you for last because you’re the one old friend of mine that I really wouldn’t ever want to see face to face again….so a letter seemed most practical.

You were always one of those mutual friends of mine that I never really liked, yet somehow, over time, you crept into my life. I don’t know how you did it…but that doesn’t really matter at this point, because you won’t ever do it again.

For all the false promises you ever made me and for all the rewards you promised me, you did nothing but spit in my face time and time again. Like an idiot, I would always end up coming back to you; I guess I just didn’t know any better.

Well, I know better now. I’ve made some new friends…all through another mutual friend of mine. You may have heard of him before, his name is Jesus.

I met him a long time ago when I was a kid, but through all the chaos of my life and due to all the time I spent with you, I lost touch with him over the years.

It turns out he’s been trying to get up with me ever since we lost touch; I just wasn’t paying enough attention…

Anyway, ever since we started hanging out again, things have been completely the opposite of how they were with you and me. He actually does do everything that he promises, and he actually does always have my back. He’s never once lied to me and I know that I can trust him with anything, especially my life.

I hope that after reading this letter you can understand why I never want to hear, see, or even think about you ever again. Don’t take this letter as my way of trying to get back up with you…

It’s over.

 

Sincerely,

 

Kyle Lawrence Runner III esq

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december! Saturday, Dec 1 2007

Well….I love December.

-klriiiesq

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because i said so, that’s why. Sunday, Nov 25 2007

Ah, the strange and unusual world of blogging! I’ve done everything in my power to avoid such a thing, yet the more I fought it, the more blogging fought back…thus I have proven yet again that I am a spineless wussy that will always give in after a small amount of time (generally 5-12 minutes depending on wind velocity and other factors that tend to vary).

I’m not sure how these things generally ‘go down’ but as far as I can assume…my first blog is supposed to be mind-numbingly-take-your-breath-away-while-simultaneously-

knocking-your-socks-off,-or-sandals-if-you’re-wearing-sandals,

-but-if-not-it’s-cool kind of good..

…So I’ll go ahead and apologize in advance for any form of disappointment you may feel while skimming this page!

Instead, I figured I’d take some of my precious and rare time to place within my very own blog, some of the finer things that I’ve found during my time spent scouring the web whilst avoiding homework and/or laundry/hygiene, Enjoy!

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