<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:27:01.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOLD LIFE/BOLD LOVE</title><subtitle type='html'>Ever feel that the time was right to step out of the comfortabilities and live life and love boldly? This is the chronicles of my life as I step out and live and love boldly for God.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-5810971317357293091</id><published>2007-01-03T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:24:27.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>So I thought that it might be a great idea to actually start using this blog. Ok, so that's not really the reason, but it was about time that I actually start putting some stuff in here for me to look back on. Haha, sounds a little bit pessimistic but really there isn't all that many people that check out this blog site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today began a new chapter in the story that is my life. Specifially my fianceé (just learned that it was two "e's" today) has left for Sweden for four and half months on academic exchange. I don't think that I can adequately express how happy I am for her. This is a major step for her, but I know that there will be a lot of things that she will learn and grow in. I'm just glad that she listened to me  and booked hostels &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;getting to London. Knowing where you are going to stay before getting off of the plane is such a nice thing. I'm certainly glad that I did it when I went to Ecuador. I think that this time will also be good for me. Time to focus on getting a job that is related to what I studied at UBC, and just getting settled down into a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers. Now there is one aspect of life that is freaky. Not so much the idea of having a "real" job, but more so the time when you don't actually has a job. Take right now, I'm unemployed, I have quite a few bills that I have to pay each month, and the EI that I am getting isn't really all that much. That goodness for knowing that God is there to take care of me. As much as I struggle with personal issues and doubts there is something in knowing that I am being taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that in the next few months (month?) I will be able to post something here talking about my new "perfect" job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-5810971317357293091?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/5810971317357293091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=5810971317357293091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/5810971317357293091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/5810971317357293091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-5751765292145556837</id><published>2007-01-02T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:37:55.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>So this is the new year. It already seems that this is going to be yet another big year with a lot of changes and growth. Some of the obvious changes is that Carleigh will be in Sweden for the next 4 months, it will great for her, and I am excited to see how she will change and grow as a result of this time away. For me, it will be a a time of change and growth as I work on looking for a job and begin really starting my life. Some may say that the transition to university is the most difficult, I'm beginning to find that for an introvert, finding a job post-university in beginning to be rather difficult. I know that there is something out there for me, its just a matter of finding the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the interesting part will be the steps/gambles that I am going to have to take in the next month or two to secure a job. Its easy to fall behind when your in a secure/stable place in life, so a little pressure might be something that I need to find the job that I need!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-5751765292145556837?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/5751765292145556837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=5751765292145556837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/5751765292145556837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/5751765292145556837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-2730619891888152778</id><published>2006-10-25T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:02:58.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/smartge/EcuadorPictures/photo#4990030094077198354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/smartge/RUAl7qf7ABI/AAAAAAAAADk/SlYD3_GkWlA/s288/IMG_0194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/smartge/EcuadorPictures"&gt;Ecuador Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/smartge/EcuadorPictures/photo#4990029962506797074"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAl0AXGABI/AAAAAAAAADc/sosc6xMZ1GI/s288/IMG_0225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/smartge/EcuadorPictures"&gt;Ecuador Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/smartge/EcuadorPictures/photo#4990030437942099986"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smartge/RUAmPrftABI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hIHq7Z3XXOc/s288/IMG_0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/smartge/EcuadorPictures"&gt;Ecuador Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of photos that help to describe the past six weeks of my life. What an amazing time, not only in the fact that I was able to experience so much, but also for the fact that I was able to experience so much as a person. Seeing how the people of Ecuador live and being able to put myself in situations that are difficult has grown me into some one that is much more confident of who I am...by no means have I reached the final point of the journey, but it is so freeing to see that God has begun a change in my heart and in the walls that I have put in my life. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-2730619891888152778?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/2730619891888152778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=2730619891888152778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/2730619891888152778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/2730619891888152778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/10/from-ecuador-pictures-from-ecuador.html' title=''/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-115630390316671591</id><published>2006-08-22T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When He said I was free, He ment I was FREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's a thought that I had the other day. Verses first, then the thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28471" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; &lt;span id="en-NIV-28472" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you were bought at a price.&lt;/span&gt; Therefore honor God with your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 6: 19-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28494" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For he who was a slave when he was called by the Lord is the Lord's freedman; similarly, he who was a free man when he was called is Christ's slave. &lt;span id="en-NIV-28495" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You were bought at a price;&lt;/span&gt; do not become slaves of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 7: 22-23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both passages were pulled from the NIV. The significance of these two passages has to do with the idea of a ransom. Now, obviously a ransom is a sum a money to pay for the freedom of someone. Let that sink a little bit, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a ransom is a sum a money to pay for the freedom of someone.&lt;/span&gt; I got to thinking about what God did for us, what Jesus did for us. Jesus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paid&lt;/span&gt; our ransom! Maybe this seems significant for me in the fact that so many times I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; to live in captivity, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; to stay with Satan, my kidnapper, rather than running home to my Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idea is profound for me in the thought that with all the areas in my life that I struggle with, there is a simple fact that I do not have to live in bondage to the sin that afflicts me, the price of that sin has been already paid for. It seems that somehow the dillusion of the time that I have spent in captivity has somehow over powered the truth that I am already free, that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; walk away from being consumed by the struggle and begin my walk home to the Father. Incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go...my brainstorm for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-115630390316671591?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/115630390316671591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=115630390316671591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115630390316671591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115630390316671591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-he-said-i-was-free-he-ment-i-was.html' title='When He said I was free, He ment I was FREE'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-115516163221049761</id><published>2006-08-09T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Battle and the Death</title><content type='html'>This weekend was spent in Clearwater at their inaugural 'Great Canadian Music Explosion', not a bad idea, but given that it was the first it made for some rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slow&lt;/span&gt; moments. I don't think that I have ever sat as much as I did this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this weekend did allow for was some quality time reading John Eldridge's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wild at Heart&lt;/span&gt; for the second time. It was a good opportunity to reevaluate my progress and pick up some more 'nuggets' (really good definition of nuggets &lt;a href="http://afj.ca/regen/podcast/071906_audio.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) regarding the battle over my own struggles and such. There were a couple of things that really stood out for me. The first was a simple line in the book, and yet has such a huge implication in the deeper meaning... '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every man is a warrior inside. But the choice to fight is his own&lt;/span&gt;'. I think that this struck me so much in the fact that I so often choose &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;to battle the struggles that I have. I choose not to 'step up to the plate' on so many occasions, and have settled for comfortability rather than delighting in the struggle of a situation to fully develop my faith. Through this line and some of the other points made in the book, I began to think of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Band of Brothers&lt;/span&gt; a book by Steve Ambrose and made into a HBO series by Steven Spielberg and Tom Hanks. The part that stood out from this movie is a seasoned veteran telling a new recruit to come to terms with the fact that in essence, he is already dead, to get over the fear and accept the reality of the situation. This small portion of the movie had such a significant impact on my thoughts. Think about it... in essence we are the walking dead.  We have eternal life through the salvation of Jesus Christ, we will continue on long after the flesh passes away! Why then should we fear the world's condemnation? Why should we fear the battles and the struggles that God allows to come before us? To gain life, should we not be willing to lose it? A thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You're already dead; accept it, then seek a life lived in a spirit of furious indifference to it; you must desire life like water and yet drink death like wine (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wild at Heart with some personal additions&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Courage, and the willingness to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; to fight the battles that will ultimately shape us into stronger men, comes from being willing to die. To put your life, your reputation, your comforts on the line! To allow GOD to fill every part of your being and to submit to his most awesome plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final verse of encouragement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Since Jesus went through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; that you're going through and more, learn to think like him. Think of your sufferings as a weaning from that old sinful habit of always expecting to get your own way. Then you will be able to live out your days free to pursue what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God wants&lt;/span&gt; instead of being tyrannized by what you want. (1 Peter 4:1-2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Message //Remix&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-115516163221049761?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/115516163221049761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=115516163221049761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115516163221049761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115516163221049761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/08/battle-and-death.html' title='The Battle and the Death'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-115436984312333527</id><published>2006-07-31T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOLDNESS in Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;And the special gift of ministry you received when I laid hands on you and prayed - keep that ablaze! God doesn't want us to be shy with his gifts, but bold and loving and sensible.&lt;br /&gt;So don't be embarrassed to speak up for our master or for me, his prisoner. Take your share of suffering for the Message along with the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 Timothy 1 :6-8 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-29800" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For this reason I remind you to fan into flame the gift of God, which is in you through the laying on of my hands. &lt;span id="en-NIV-29801" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline.&lt;br /&gt;So do not be ashamed to testify about our Lord, or ashamed of me his prisoner. But join with me in suffering for the gospel, by the power of God, who has saved us and called us to a holy life, not because of anything we have done but because of his own purpose and grace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;02 Timothy 1:6-9a (NIV)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, this passage spoke to me last night. Particularly the part about being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOLD&lt;/span&gt; and that we have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;been given a spirit of timidity, but of boldness. What an amazing statement. God is calling us to be bold, to stand and speak the truth. So often I find it easy, comfortable, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;safe&lt;/span&gt;, to not boldly stand for what I believe, to not boldly stand for the ultimate truth. So often I am worried about upsetting someone or offending them that I slink away and not outwardly tell them what God wants them to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here's my revelation. We are called to be God's messengers. The vessels in which the Word of God is spread. I don't think messengers are allowed to be timid. Think of medieval times where the king would send a mesage to an opposing force. That message &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has &lt;/span&gt;to be delivered. The declaration of war has to be delivered to the opposing force for them to know that this is their last chance before being utterly annihilated. This messenger &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; covey the message at all costs. I wonder are we, am I, truely committed to being that messenger? Are we willing to convey God's message no matter the consequence? I know that this is something that speaks closely to my heart. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I willing to convey the message no matter the cost?&lt;/span&gt; Hmm...food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-115436984312333527?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/115436984312333527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=115436984312333527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115436984312333527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115436984312333527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/07/boldness-in-christ.html' title='BOLDNESS in Christ'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-115412101180663701</id><published>2006-07-28T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I keep my eyes always on the LORD. With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will rest secure, because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead, nor will you let your faithful one see decay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You make known to me the path of life&lt;/span&gt;; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 16:8-11 (TNIV)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was an interesting passage to read, largely because of the part in bold. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make known to me the path of life&lt;/span&gt;. Interesting to think of, God does make known to us the path of life that we need to be taking. The question is, are we (a) listening and (b) willing to walk the path that God is telling us. I know that this is something that I certainly struggle with. Greatly because it requires ME to make the initial step, to step out in faith that this is the path that God wants me to take. Certainly not easy. My biggest struggle is with stepping out and making the decision to follow the path that is before me. I have been so conditioned to allow others to make the decisions for me. Sure I have made decisions for myself. But in many ways these seem like pseudodecisions.  Now obviously not all decisions fall under the 'pseudodecision' category...choosing to follow Christ is definitely NOT a pseudodecision.  But many others have been. Take for example my choice to attend (and graduate) university. Did I really have much of a choice in the matter? Not really with both societal pressure and parental pressures to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times that I have made a decision have always seemed to be followed with a deluge of doubt, fears and uncertainty as to whether it was the right decision...whether it was what God truely wanted me to do.  And often I have no clue as to whether the decision is what God would have wanted me to make. At the end of the day I guess that I have to trust that the path that I am following does have an ultimate purpose in the grand painting that God has begun in me.  Still doesn't make it any easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I willing to listen? Am I willing to put into practice that in which I've heard? I'd like to say confidently &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'yes'&lt;/span&gt; to each of these questions, but the reality of it is, often I may not say yes, or I may drag my feet ressiting the will to say yes to God and no to my own personal ambitions and desires. I understand that my ambitions, my desires are important but I have a hard time recognising that the desires and ambitions that God has in store for me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;far outweigh anything that I could ever dream of&lt;/span&gt;. What I think is amazing now, will be so much more amazing in the future if I could just allow God to do his will.  Ack! Throw away my brain, I'd do so much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-115412101180663701?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/115412101180663701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=115412101180663701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115412101180663701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115412101180663701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/07/decisions.html' title='Decisions...'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-115407250642922282</id><published>2006-07-28T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World's Fastest Indian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/1858/1600/WFI.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/1858/400/WFI.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what a cool movie. 'The World's Fastest Indian'. I had heard some good things about this movie, but had never had the opportunity to see it. Well I'm glad that I have. So yes, at times it was a little cheesy, but put speed and motorcycles together...what guy can resist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-115407250642922282?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/115407250642922282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=115407250642922282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115407250642922282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115407250642922282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/07/worlds-fastest-indian.html' title='The World&apos;s Fastest Indian'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-115401470548674019</id><published>2006-07-27T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual ADD</title><content type='html'>I have a disease, I suffer from spiritual ADD. Now I don't literally have a disease, nor do I suffer from any sort of ADD, but none-the-less I feel that many times that my spiritual focus take on the characteristics of ADD. Simply put, its frustrating! My heart wants to do all things right, wants to desperately pursue God, listen, be obedient and yet I have the hardest time keeping focused on the goal. There are so many thing that are distracting. So many GOOD things that are distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the 'medicine' for this is simply prayer, meditation, seeking God...and yet this is probably the most difficult thing. Its allowing/requiring myself to be disciplined enough to do all of this.  Ahh! So bloody frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think many times I allow my situations to dictate where I sit spiritually, and I don't often allow God to dictate where I should be spiritually.  In many ways, it seems incredibly weak. And I know that this is certainly something that needs to be addressed, needs to be improved on, otherwise I think that there will be so much unnecessary strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Brenton Brown...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"my strength will rise as I wait upon the Lord"&lt;/span&gt; I hate waiting...but I know that this is the only option if I do truely desire to become more like Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-115401470548674019?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/115401470548674019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=115401470548674019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115401470548674019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115401470548674019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/07/spiritual-add.html' title='Spiritual ADD'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-115352443974528093</id><published>2006-07-21T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My missing letter to the editor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Ah, if only the Vernon Morning Star would print my letter.  Needless to say, I think Vernon has some work on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Recent BC Statistics data shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt; at an annual growth rate of 1.2% compare this to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt; proper (0.95%) and it is clear that the Okanagan is BC’s growth hot spot. Within this strong growth of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;, decision-makers have become a little development happy; and why not? Every lot sold, or developed increases the tax base of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;, and there is little cost to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;. Or is there? I don’t think I’m alone in saying that the development in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt; is getting a little out of hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Recently, I talked to a technician from a local engineering firm, who grimly told me that the consumption of water in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt; has exceeded water consumption projection by ten years, in other words we are consuming water at a rate that was projected to be consumed by 2016! So not only are we developing at a fevered pace, but we are also consuming water at an alarming rate. This inability to maintain a sustained urban growth means that there will be increased water-related issues in the future. Brown grass and boil water advisories will be the least of our concerns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Beyond this humanistic viewpoint there is much more to be concerned about with the uncontrolled growth of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;. A quick search through the BC Conservation Data Centre listed 350 red or blue listed species or flora and fauna within the Bunchgrass, Ponderosa Pine, and Interior Douglas-Fir Biogeoclimatic Ecosystem Classification zones; all of which occur in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt; area. 66 of these 350 were listed by the Committee on the Status of Endangered Wildlife in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt; (COSEWIC – federal listing) as endangered, threatened, of special concern, or extinct. If a quick search brings up this many hits for species of concern, should we not be concerned? 350 species is something to be concerned about! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;According to the consolidated version of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;’s Official Community Plan “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Every effort shall be made to maintain in a largely natural state, those areas indicated as having environmental sensitivity…” (Plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; s. F1). Sounds nice, perfectly written to make someone feel all warm and fuzzy, but is this really practically being applied? Is every effort being made to maintain a natural state of the environment? Is the fragmentation of habitat and land conversion maintaining a natural state? I think not. A look towards the horizon clearly demonstrates that due diligence is not being maintained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 12pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Inevitably all of this development and lack of concern for the local environment will lead to the loss of many of the characteristics that have defined &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; as such an amazing city to live in. Lets all think back to why we live in the Okanagan; the pristine lakes, the opportunity for outdoor recreation, the stunning views, and the diverse ecology. Let’s not be complacent when it comes to the integrity of our ecosystems and the services that it provides!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-115352443974528093?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/115352443974528093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=115352443974528093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115352443974528093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/115352443974528093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-missing-letter-to-editor.html' title='My missing letter to the editor'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-114315744161197823</id><published>2006-03-23T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My momma was a rat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/1858/1600/Rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/1858/320/Rat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, this is a new thought. According to my prof for Conservation Policy, we have all decended from the rat. Yes, you read me right, all mammalian life owes it's existance to a derivative of the rat. What a load of crap. How much are people willing to devalue their own existance and worth in the search of "truth"? I mean, comparing us to monkeys is one thing, but a rat? It's funny how far people will go to try and explain why they are here, what evolutional forces were in place to create what they are. Sometimes I wonder how people can reject God, and the idea that we are created and replace it with an idea that we evolved from much lesser animals. It's strange how people cannot comprehend the idea of creation, and yet willingly accept the premises of a theory? A theory that cannot untimately be falsified? It is thoughts like our apparent relation to rats that not only make me question evolution theory, but strengthens my resolve in the belief that God created the world. Could God have created thing to keep us occupied? Maybe. Perhaps some of the unanswered questions, and the desire to learn more is a gift that God has given us to worship him through learning about his creation. All I can say is that I an confident that I am not a distant relative of the rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-114315744161197823?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/114315744161197823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=114315744161197823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114315744161197823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114315744161197823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-momma-was-rat.html' title='My momma was a rat'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-114289993123318950</id><published>2006-03-20T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dulldrums of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is that time of year again. The end of March and April always seem to be the most difficult months for me as a student. I think that this mostly has to do wth the fact that it is lighter out for a longer period of time and much sunnier. I mean, the last two days in Vancouver have been without a doubt amazing. The sad thing is, I have been forced to spend my time inside because of a term paper that is due in a couple of days. Now this isn't one that should be overly diffcult. Six pages really is nothing when in comes to the realm of paper writing. What makes is difficult is the simple fact that I would much rather be outside than parked infront of my computer. I really don't think that I can complain too much though, but the desire is definately there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been really quite lately, almost to the point that there isn't all that much to describe, which is sad. Not that I am trying to be a thrill seeker, but I would love to have something of importance to speak of. I suppose though, I should relish this "lull" in the excitement. Not only for the fact that my life is soon to become rather interesting in the simple fact that what I have been accustomed to for the past six years is now coming to a close (yikes) but also for the fact that it provides an excellent opportunity to develop my relationship with God. It's much easier to devote time to God when there is ample amounts of it and no distractions to pull you away. Perhaps instead of complaining about the notion that I have very little as "excitement" currently in my life, that I should turn to God and development experiences in that which will not only be exciting, but also life developing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-114289993123318950?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/114289993123318950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=114289993123318950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114289993123318950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114289993123318950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/03/dulldrums-of-school.html' title='The dulldrums of School'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-114228490301739404</id><published>2006-03-13T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CIF Ring Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/1858/640/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/1858/320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official...I'm one step closer to being a UBC Forestry graduate/alumni. Exciting to say the least. I had my CIF silver ring ceremony on Saturday. Seems like a small thing, but it is super cool to think that this is an indication that I am almost done my career as a student and close to being a "working stiff". Anyways, there it is, my beautiful silver ring. Now I just have to get used to the idea of wearing a ring. Hmm, maybe this is good practice if I ever have to have a ring on the finger to the right of the pinky. Maybe I'll be more accustomed to the idea! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-114228490301739404?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/114228490301739404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=114228490301739404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114228490301739404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114228490301739404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/03/cif-ring-ceremony.html' title='CIF Ring Ceremony'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-114177837384455820</id><published>2006-03-07T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight of Your Life</title><content type='html'>I think it's funny that whenever you have a close encounter with God, when things are beginning to click, that satan tries his hardest to take that away from you. Just last night my bible study made what I percieved as some breakthroughs in the fight against sexual immorality and temptation. Something that, for me is a fight and for many other guys is a battle as well. Super cool that we made such big gains in sharing in our fights and yet, satan tries everything he c an to take that away from me. Last night was probably one of the worst nights of sleep that I have had in a long time, add that with a throbbing headache and you  get an idea of how I was physically feeling. The cool thing is, that what satan tries to derail me with sickness and headaches, he can't. All throughout last night evey moment that I felt afflicted I prayed...and denounced the "authority" the satan thinks that he has over me. The truth is, only Jesus has authority over me. It was very cool to take that truth and apply it last night. God is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other things, 4 days until my ring ceremony. One step closer to being a UBC forestry graduate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-114177837384455820?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/114177837384455820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=114177837384455820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114177837384455820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114177837384455820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/03/fight-of-your-life.html' title='The Fight of Your Life'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-114117187798224430</id><published>2006-02-28T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;For I am the LORD, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you. Isaiah 41:13&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ok, so I am not always one who pulls something out of my readings, or at least has something that strikes me so deeply. But, I have to admit that this like in Isaiah was kinda like an "Eureka!" for me. There are so many things in this life that I struggle with. Lately it has been with the motivation for school and temptation. Much of the time it feels like I'm bashing my head against a brick wall and not getting anywhere in the battle that I am engaged in. The thing is, that much of the battle has been about me going solo, that I can conquer my struggles by myself. How flawed is that? Perhaps this is why the verse in Isaiah hit me so strongly, God will help me, God will take me by the hand and lead me through all of the struggles that I have. I think that it's high time that I stop being so independent of God and allow for a little more guidancee. I'm definately finding that I can't beat the struggles that I have by myself. Somewhat of a obvious statement, but I think sometimes that we need to be reminded of the obvious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-114117187798224430?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/114117187798224430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=114117187798224430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114117187798224430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/114117187798224430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/02/gods-promise.html' title='God&apos;s Promise'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-113908581460595114</id><published>2006-02-04T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Chaos</title><content type='html'>The current events in Europe have inspired me to write. I find it interesting that the Muslims in Europe have reacted so strongly to the depiction of Mohommad. I understand that there is a strong tie with that religious figure, but does it truely require a violent reaction? I realize that this isn't characteristic of all those who are Muslim, or who practice islam; however, they're not doing a great job on the PR aspect. Look towards all of the events in the last number of years. We have Iraq, which whether or not you beleive in the war (or occupation of), the true war is simply muslims attacting muslims. I would love to say that all of the resistance in Iraq is solely because of the occupation by the US; however, it is easily percieved that it is more of denominational infighting, with casulties on both sides of the fence. More PR blunders, Osama Bin Laden, the twin towers, and now the reaction over some editorial cartoons. By no means am I trying to justify the publishing of these cartoons, but to react so violently? Hmm, I think it does the religion more damage than good. "Don't offend us, we'll riot and burn down your house." I've tried to place this into persective with my own reaction to a depection of Jesus Christ. In fact, I can think of a report of Will &amp;amp; Grace where they have shot a episode that features Brittney Spears as an overly conservative "christian" talk show host for "Cruci-fixins'", both are rather offensive, one it Brittney Spears (don't we all wish she would fall of the face of the earth) and a mockery of Christians (note also, the episode is supposed to be airred the day before easter, a rather important religious day for Christians). How do I think that I would react? Well, certainly not going to the production studio and burning down the place. I just don't think that Christians would react so strongly (or more specifically, violently) to that event. Yes, protest, write letters, make our concerns known, but to rally and riot? Seems a little too fanatical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-113908581460595114?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/113908581460595114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=113908581460595114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113908581460595114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113908581460595114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/02/world-chaos.html' title='World Chaos'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-113869163548042446</id><published>2006-01-30T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking to the Great Beyond</title><content type='html'>It's amazing to think that in three short months, by life as an undergrad will be officially over. Six years and three different school to obtain one degree. Exciting. It's exciting on any different parts. The obvious being that I will no longer have to think about exams, pointless projects, and idea of paying to work as opposed to getting paid to work. The not so obvious, and somewhat frightening part is the fact that what I have been accustomed to for the last six years is now officially over. Now I am completely on my own, my life is fully in front of me. The satisfying thing is knowing that I have God leading me on, so no matter what direction that I will go in the next little while, I know that there will be some devine directive for me to follow. It's exciting to think that in 8 months I could very well be backpacking across Europe, Nepal, or volunteering for some conservation group over seas. It exciting to think what the future will hold. On the same though too it is frightening, specifically with Carleigh. I have been so utterly blessed to have her in my life and will be a new chapter to be apart for a great part of the year. Me galivanting somewhere overseas and her at UBC and Sweden. Thankfully I know that whatever happens will happen according to God's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, while I am thinking about all of the things that could occur in the future, I thinkI had better make sure that I stay in the current and get to some of the assignments that I have. Otherwise there will be no graduation to speak of!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-113869163548042446?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/113869163548042446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=113869163548042446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113869163548042446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113869163548042446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/01/looking-to-great-beyond.html' title='Looking to the Great Beyond'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-113814084368712427</id><published>2006-01-24T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have the courage to let go?</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder if you have the courage to put you life on the line for a cause? Blame it on John Eldredge's book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wild at Heart&lt;/span&gt; but I have been on this war mind set for the last couple of days. So far this has translated into two movies on TV (of which I never did find out the titles) and purchasing U-571 and Enemy at the Gates. What get's me is the overwhelming response to go all out for the cause, even if that means that your likely going to die. Now, I realize that most of these are romaticised Hollywood renditions and likely men battled to fear that they had in times of war, and perhaps didn't always act couragously; however, I think that there is a great analogy in it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually, I would love to say that I am couragous and that I stand up for all good but in reality, do I? A line from U-571 goes something like this, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be a true leader, to be a captain, you have to be able to make decisions without a pause for thought and you must be willing to sacrifice the live of the men that are under your command to fulfill the greater good.&lt;/span&gt; The thing that I feel with this is, are we willing to sacrifice the things in our lives that we love and care about for the greater good? For God's greater purpose? I struggle with this thought in the sense that, there are many things that I and not sure that I would easily sacrifice, but would I be willing? I would hope so. I believe that God is training us to be captains in his army, He's building us up as men to lead those that fight beside us. The question is, are we willing to sacrifice the comfortabilities in our lives, the loves in our lives, to obtain the greater goal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-113814084368712427?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/113814084368712427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=113814084368712427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113814084368712427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113814084368712427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-you-have-courage-to-let-go.html' title='Do you have the courage to let go?'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-113686216428146229</id><published>2006-01-09T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:25.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the grind</title><content type='html'>Homework already. I don't think that I am ready for this. Assignments already needing to be done for my research methods and philosphy of science course. Not that I mind the work, but it doesn't help when you don't understand the first reading that is required. It's something to do with mice and cubes, thing is I can't figure out whether the mice have a critical role in the whole experiment or if the inadiment cubes move...ahh, wecome back to the real life of school. Field school was too good to be true. How I wish that school was more like field school, hands on and interactive. I learned so much more in the four months than I did in the previous three years. Yes all of the information that I learned built up on for the course, but I still think that academics need to be more hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think that people learn so, so much better by applying the material that they are learning rather than theoretically learning it. Perhaps this is why I love forestry so much, most of the things we learn are hands on. More importantly though, all of the learning that I have been doing can lead directly into a job. I'm so glad that I was never inclined to go into science or arts. I mean, you HAVE to get a master's degree to actually do something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-113686216428146229?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/113686216428146229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=113686216428146229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113686216428146229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113686216428146229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-to-grind.html' title='back to the grind'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-113641506900103958</id><published>2006-01-04T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:24.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas '05</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/1858/1600/IMG_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2260/1858/320/IMG_0077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas 2005 will go down as the Christmas that never really happened. The family and I made the trip to LA and San Fransisco. Spent Christmas in a hotel room and ate a pulled pork sandwich for the dinner. Perhaps not the most traditional Christmas one would think of, but it was definately a fun trip. All I can say is thank God for portable DVD players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days at Disneyland confirmed one thing. I am definately one who need his space. It was absolutely chaotic. So many people that you had to "dodge, dip, dive, duck, and dodge" all of the people, and more specifically the strollers. Who would bring stroller bound kids to Disneyland!? Are the really going to remember a single thing? Somehow I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the picture to the right is one taken on a beach near Malibu. Too cold for the "barbies" to come out but it did look like a scence from baywatch, minus the girls. Anyways, I hope all had a most excellent Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-113641506900103958?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/113641506900103958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=113641506900103958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113641506900103958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113641506900103958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-05.html' title='Christmas &apos;05'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-113218562750161013</id><published>2005-11-16T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:24.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting the wall</title><content type='html'>This is the point in the school term where, due to the exhaustive amount of work that I have had to do over the past three months, I have hit the wall. Wow, I have absolutely no ambition to do any of the projects that I have to do. Now, of course we know that these will eventually get done but that enthusiasm for doing the work has absolutely disappeared. Ahh, all I realy want to do is hang out with friends, meet new people and have fun, not be sentenced to doing homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-113218562750161013?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/113218562750161013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=113218562750161013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113218562750161013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113218562750161013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2005/11/hitting-wall.html' title='Hitting the wall'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-113186785986803947</id><published>2005-11-12T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:24.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>So this weekend has definately been refreshing. Primarily in the spiritual end of things, not so much in the sleep department. But at the end of the day, it's the spiritual that really matters. God has been doing some awesome things, and has been giving me a lot if insight into the man that I am supposed to be. Exciting really. Like the title of this blog states, bold life/bold love, and I feel that God is starting to impart this reality onto my life.  Why shouldn't I be bold? I've got the ultimate love with me at all times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about love, I feel as if this divide between Carleigh and I is kind of like climbing a mountain. And, although I absolutely hate the climb up, I know that the summit is going to be spectacular and make the pain of climbing up this hill all worthwhile.  Praise God for this epiphany (apparently "revelation" is a hot Christian word, so in an attempt to be original epiphany is the word of the day).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-113186785986803947?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/113186785986803947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=113186785986803947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113186785986803947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113186785986803947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18881896.post-113174746228677566</id><published>2005-11-11T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:10:24.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping forth/The beginning</title><content type='html'>I never was one for journaling life, something about putting pen to paper that never really was a big thing for me. However, certain events in my life have put it on me to write and chronicle my journey as I encounter God and learn to live and love boldy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does this really mean for me? Well, I don't think that God is asking us to live life meekly and in the shadows. The term "closet Christian" comes to mind, and that is definately not what I want to be a part of. The honest truth is that boldness is something that I struggle with. I mean I am a fun person to be around with, but when it comes to being bold for God and not denying Him or my love for Him, I do a pretty crappy job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what this journey is going to be like, but I know that my life is going to go under some major reconstruction, and I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt that God does have a need for me to be doing something and He is definately laying down the foundations of my faith to put me forward into the journey. For instance, last night I attended a conference at the Glad Tidings Church. Now the purpose of this was support a friend that was going through some difficult times. Now, I had no idea that God has the purose of ministering to me. In fact, preforming a healing! What an intense experience! Background: I have been having issues with my mouth, gums and saliva to be specific, and I have been rather downtrodden in this area. Needless to say, I was praying and &lt;em&gt;believing&lt;/em&gt; that God &lt;em&gt;would&lt;/em&gt; heal this problem. Low and behold the pastor that was leading the message for the evening, without knowing my prayers, had a word saying that "someone with a gum disease or mouth related problems is going to be healed tonight". Talk about having God strike you right away! The most awesome thing is that God has healed the problem! I'm so excited! If this is the beginning of this journey I am excited for what is to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18881896-113174746228677566?l=smartge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/feeds/113174746228677566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18881896&amp;postID=113174746228677566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113174746228677566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18881896/posts/default/113174746228677566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smartge.blogspot.com/2005/11/stepping-forththe-beginning.html' title='Stepping forth/The beginning'/><author><name>Geoff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14764061521846723317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh3.google.com/smartge/RUAltm-gABI/AAAAAAAAADU/GqYf2A98Qz0/IMG_0187.JPG?imgmax=512'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
