Trust in Him

Life is....busy...

But here is something I wrote today which I thought worthy of posting.


Well, I'm going to say I told you so, but I don't mean it in a negative way. I've been telling you for years that you belong to Him, and He isn't going to let you live life by your own rules. You persisted in trying to do that anyway, as all of us stubborn people are prone to doing, and you struggled mightily. I praise God though, that now you are starting to see that the way you were was negative, and I praise Him more that you are beginning to turn over the control of your life to Him. He will not let you down.

Look at my verse at the bottom of this email, John 15:15-16. This is the verse I used last year when I spoke at that youth rally at Graham Road. Over the past year I have really come to understand it better too. You have to remember a couple things about God.

First, He isn't like us, and He doesn't see us from our limited perspective, He sees us from His all knowing perspective, and He loves us no matter what we do.

Second, the word friend in this verse is translated from a word which means "The closest friends of the King". Sarah, we come to Him broken and just happy to be in the Kingdom, but He picks us up, cleans our lives up and then wants to be as close to us as a friend could ever be.

The Bible also says: "Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and will dine with him, and he with Me" (Rev 3:20) That means that if we just open the door up and let Him come in, He will share everything we have (which is all His in the first place) and He will share all that He has with us. It really is as simple as that.

You know how I know? Because I own a condo, and I'm buying a house, and you're in California, and I have a good job and so on and so on.

So, since He wants to be our friend, we have to treat Him like our friend too. And that means that we have to be loyal like a friend and faithful like a friend. I told you a couple of months ago when you said you didn't know how to love everyone like Jesus did that you should think of how you love me and treat everyone like you (were SUPPOSED to) treat me. lol.

And we should do that because "If we confess our sins, He is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness." (1 John 1:9) We can always count on Him. We can't always count on anyone else in our lives, not always, but Him we never have to worry about.

Sometimes it might seem like he's forgotten us, but I heard something else that I hold onto when things don't seem to be going my way: "The choices that God makes for our lives are the same choices we would make if we knew everything God knows."

So, I am glad that God is breaking you down and that you are seeing all of these things happen which are not coincidences. Now you have an understanding of why I am getting married in December, Amy and I have been experiencing that too almost since the first phone call we had. I knew He loved me before Sarah, but I didn't believe that I was worthy of all the things He is blessing me with now. I was just happy to be in the Kingdom, ya know?

Now, I can see how He is cleaning off my life, and He is showing me just how much He loves me as His friend and wants to bless me and show me that. And all I did was be loyal, and trustworthy. And that's all He requires of you too.

Does this sound familiar...Do the things you're supposed to do and not just things you want to do....lol. I know I said that to you 1000 times, but it sounds to me like you're finally getting it and I thank God for that. That really isn't my own statement though, it's just a paraphrase of: "He must increase, I must decrease" (John 3:30)

Thank You Daddy

Genesis 2:18-25 (New International Version)

18 The LORD God said, "It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him."

19 Now the LORD God had formed out of the ground all the beasts of the field and all the birds of the air. He brought them to the man to see what he would name them; and whatever the man called each living creature, that was its name. 20 So the man gave names to all the livestock, the birds of the air and all the beasts of the field.

But for Adam no suitable helper was found. 21 So the LORD God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man's ribs and closed up the place with flesh. 22 Then the LORD God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man.

23 The man said,
"This is now bone of my bones
and flesh of my flesh;
she shall be called 'woman,
for she was taken out of man."

24 For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh.

25 The man and his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame.

Like a Song

I wrote this to a friend yesterday. I was praying that God would give me the words I needed...and when I was done writing I was amazed at the work He had done.


Hola,
So, I need to go out and get some exercise, but I wanted to drop you a quick note just to explain about being a puppet.

The easiest way for me to say it is that being a Christian isn't about having to do what you're told, and being restricted from what you want to do. In short, it isn't about having the person you are stifled and frustrated. God doesn't want to dominate you.

Being a Christian is about God knowing you. And, before I go any further, we have to remember that God isn't human. He's...okay, you ready for the dictionary...I will be EXTREMELY impressed if you know these words...be honest and tell me if you knew them...

God is:
1. Omniscient

2. Omnipresent

3. Omnipotent

So, that means that God is everywhere, knows everything and can do anything. Which means that if you say I am not going to believe in God because I can't understand how he can be real without seeing him...but you are not omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent...well...you have a chink in your logic...

But the truth of the matter is that you CAN see God, or at least the evidence of Him. Besides the fact that Jesus is a historical figure and nobody really argues whether he was a real person, there are other pieces of evidence.

My favorite piece of evidence is up in the sky. When I am somewhere out camping deep in the woods with no city around and I look up and can see ALL the stars...it gives me butterflies. No kidding. There are SO MANY. And I am sorry, for me to believe that some big bang put them all there or some other ACCIDENT...to me it takes a lot more faith to believe that it all happened by chance than to believe God created it.

There is other evidence too. One of my favorites is what goes on inside your brain. I can remember being in college and learning about how everything in there works...and I was...I was just baffled. There are so many things, when I stop and look and consider how complex they are...the oceans, the atmosphere, trees, birth, space, the sun, sunrises and sunsets, gravity, the way grass grows and birds fly.... all the little things about nature that are so amazing like dolphins and spider webs...and cats purring (yes, your mom told me and I have 4 cats and I love when they purr)....

Sorry, I'm getting passionate, but come on. If a couple of those things were here...okay, maybe I would doubt God a little...but there is ALL of that and so much more...and I'm supposed to believe that it's ALL AN ACCIDENT!! lol. *****...which one takes more faith...to believe God did it or to believe that it was all an accident?

So, in case you can't tell, when I get writing, I sometimes can't stop. To say the least.
But back to my original thought about puppets.

I said that being a Christian is about God knowing you. Because He is all the "omni's", He knows anything and can do anything, and is everywhere all the time. He sees everything. And, when I say he owns us, again I don't mean it in a bad way.

Like, when I write a song on my guitar and it's beautiful, (I'm not bragging) I love that song. I really love it, and even though I wrote that song, even though I "own" it, I don't try to make that song do anything else than what it was intended to do. Each song has a purpose. Like, some songs I write are serious and dark...well, I don't play those ones for someone when I'm trying to let them feel how much I love them...you know?

Well, people are a lot more special than songs. Did you hear the story about the guy in NYC last year that was in the subway last year with his two daughters when another man near him had a seizure and fell off of the subway platform and right on the tracks in front of a train that was coming? The father gave his daughters to another person and jumped right out on top of the man and held him down while the train went right over them. He saved the mans life.

He didn't know that man, he was just on his way to work. And he wasn't a cop, or an athlete or anything "important", he was a janitor. Well, to me, when I heard that story, I really felt special just hearing about it, because that was beautiful, that janitor was a hero. He didn't have to do what he did. He could have stood there and let the man die, and nobody would have blamed him. But he didn't. He decided that He was going to do something to try and save the man.

Anyway, my point is that everybody...well, almost everybody...has the ability to be good. And everybody has the ability to be good in their own special way because we are all unique. The problem is, that people get out in the world and they start thinking about themselves and become selfish and don't care who they hurt because they're "just trying to make themselves happy."

And that leads to sin. Really, that is sin.

Let me ask you this. How do you think that janitor felt about himself after he saved that man? Do you think he was a jerk about it and real proud and talked about how cool he was? Well, I actually got to see him interviewed a couple times and he wasn't anything like that. He was just really happy. He just felt really good. It was a selfless and noble act. It went exactly the opposite of the way everyone usually lives, which is why everyone was talking about it on the news and he was being interviewed all over the place. It was unusual. I believe that it was evidence for the part of us that is like God, from God, that's made in His image.

I'm going to get to my point. I promise.

Have you ever been to a concert? I've been to some really good ones, and what makes them really good is that all of the songs that the band plays are great, and they all...like build up until the end and the place is just off the hook and everybody is screaming and yelling and dancing and having the time of their life.

Well, every song that the band plays during that concert had a place. If the band came out and played just the first three songs, it wouldn't be any good. If they came out and only played every other song it wouldn't be as good, because we would be mad that they didn't play some good songs that they really liked. My point is that every song in that concert has a place where it is supposed to go, and a purpose it is supposed to fulfill. And when the song gets played right when it's supposed to be played, we say, "That was awesome!"

And people are just like that. We are all unique and we all have things about us that make us special and better at some things than others. Like I can sing but I can't draw. I can barely color inside the lines. And we know some of the things we're good at, but sometimes we're surprised when we do something well that we didn't know we could do well.

Well, because God created us, He knows everything about us, and He knows all the things we're good at and just where we fit in the "concert". And when we allow ourselves to be played like that, when we read the Bible and try to live the way it tells us to live instead of living like the world lives and trying to "make ourselves happy", people that know us and see the things we do say "That was awesome."

And just like that janitor felt after he did the right thing, doing that makes us happy. So, God owning us...it means that all the things about us that we like about ourselves, all the things we do well, He wants to make it so we can do them. He knows where we "fit" and what will allow us to do what we do best...and what will make us happiest...and he wants to use us to help other people feel that way to.

But we don't have to do it. Being used by God is a choice, so it's actually the exact opposite of being a puppet. Like I decided to sit down here and write this to you instead of watching the Red Sox or playing video games online with my friends. And I did it because God uses me by letting me do the things I do best, and I am happy, and I don't feel empty and messed up anymore because of it. I feel good because rather than spending all of my time worrying about me and "what's best for me", I take time to try and help other people like you. Which makes me happy, especially when they see how much God loves them and I get to be a part of them getting to be happy too.

Alright...sorry I wrote so much. I know I even might have been a little complex, but I get the feeling about you that none of this is going to be above your head.

Phew!
R-

Steroids in sports and society - Schilling vs. Bonds,et al

There's been a lot of talk in the media over the past few months concerning steroids as Barry Bonds has approached Hank Aaron's career home run record. This week Curt Schilling created a stir when he was questioned by Bob Costas about the subject.


Schilling made news this week when Costas asked him what he thought about the avoidance by Bonds (and others) to answering the question of whether or not they had used steroids:

"...I just always thought it was very simple: If you did something and someone asks you if you did it and you didn't do it, you say no. Any other answer than no is some form of yes, isn't it?"

This caused discussion of not only the steroids issue, but also the issue of whether Schilling, who people seem to either love or hate, should have opened his mouth at all.

A discussion such as this began on the Red Sox forum where I normally post and go for information. I was surprised to see a couple of people offer the opinion that steroid use could be used without harm in a controlled environment, even to the point of saying that the American public had been duped by the media to believe this wasn't the case.

I just responded back and thought I would share my response with you:

You know, I won't argue that blaming steroids for direct causation in what Chris Benoit did is inaccurate. I will agree that stating that "JUST steroids are responsible" seems pretty unenlightened.

On the other hand, I would suggest that many of the young men that are drawn to the benefits of steroid use are exactly the people that shouldn't be using them.

I'm reminded of a discussion I had with one of our assistant deans when I was in college. He told me that in all the time he had been dealing with students, the overwhelming majority of young men that were taking classes in preparation for law enforcement were decidedly unqualified for the profession due to several factors, including their egos and pride and how these played into what he believed was a jaded motivation to be in law profession to bolster their self esteem.

Now, perhaps that analogy doesn't quite fit, but I hope you understand the spirit of what I'm trying to say. So many of our young athletes today, especially the premier high school and college athletes, are coddled to the point that they have no comprehension of what the real world is like. Not, at least, until they finally reach a big enough pool of talent that they realize there are thousands of other guys just like them from cities and towns across the country, even the world, and that it is only the rare blessed few that ever really make their careers playing the sport that has allowed them privilege and notoriety up until that point.

Unfortunately, for many it is about this same time that all the privilege and notoriety suddenly disappear and the young man is left isolated and unpampered for perhaps the first time in their young lives. Many of them are also left intellectually and emotionally incapable of fully comprehending the full impact of decisions they make at this point out of sheer desperation, including of course, the decision to take and abuse steroids.

Personally, I grew up with two close friends that did abuse steroids. One was a chubby kid that everyone loved because of his awesome personality and humor, and the other was the product of a divorced family that was short and small and pretty annoying. The one with the decent personality also had a family that loved him,and they were able to intervene and get him back on track with his life, but not before he had caused considerable emotional harm to himself and those around him. The other kid I don't expect to live past 40 because of all the trauma he caused to his body.

My point is that you can't have this argument in a vacuum. If you want to talk about cop outs, then you have to include the cop out of saying "when used properly in a controlled environment, steroids are perfectly safe". To me, it is nothing short of reprehensible to hold this point of view when it is a fact that for the majority, perhaps greater than 95% of the time, this will NEVER be the case.

I didn't come to this conclusion because the American media steered me wrong. I came to this conclusion because I am intelligent, analytical, an athlete and because one day in the next few years I expect to hear about an old friend passing far to early.

Sarah and The Joshua Wildreness Institute

Randall Bray

Sarah Bray

952 B Snowfall Spur

Akron, OH 44313

Dear Friends and Family,

I trust that this letter finds you all well and enjoying the summer months. Although I am told that we need more rain I find this questionable since I’ve really enjoyed the weather. I may not be completely objective however since I’ve enjoyed only having one softball game rained out, and I also don’t have a lawn since I live in a condo.

Sarah has also been busy working full time at her job with the Heart Group and preparing for her time at the Joshua Wilderness Institute beginning this fall. For those of you who weren’t aware, Sarah was accepted into their 9-month program beginning September 9^th of this year.

The Joshua Wilderness Institute is a program “designed for those who know they want to serve the Lord but lack the discernment, focus, spiritual and personal discipline, or life experience to exercise real wisdom in everyday situations.”

As most of you know, Sarah experienced a series of traumatic events beginning with the aneurysm and prolonged coma our mother suffered during Sarah’s early teenage years. I simply do not have the space to list here all that she has been through, but I can tell you how proud I am of the progress that she has made.

There was a time not long ago that I sincerely worried for her life because of the choices she was making. Thanks be to God however, her behavior has undergone a change that is nothing short of miraculous in the past 12 months. As thankful as I am for that progress, I am still unconvinced that she is prepared for the autonomy of life at a University.

It was at precisely the time I began to consider college as a viable possibility that I first became aware of the Joshua Wilderness Institute. I was overwhelmed when I listened to the story of the young woman I heard describe Joshua on the Focus on the Family radio program, because her story so closely resembled Sarah’s. I firmly believe that this program is God’s will for Sarah’s life at this time. You can learn about the Joshua Wilderness on their detailed website by searching for it on line.

Although the program itself is very reasonably priced, there is an attendance guarantee of $4500 due on August 15^th. Altogether the cost of the program is $8000 with an optional trip to Israel next Spring costing an additional $4000. Sarah will work at the program however, and this will defray the expenses by roughly $2500, leaving the total cost for the year at $6270,or $10270 including the Spring Israel trip.

Presently our church, West Hill Baptist Church, has pledged $1000 and I hope to have enough funds to bring the total to about half the attendance guarantee. Unfortunately, we recently found out that our father will not be able to contribute, which has made this request for support necessary. I apologize for getting this letter to you at such a late date.

Would you please prayerfully consider joining me in fulfilling what I sincerely believe would have been my mothers wish, and what I firmly believe is God’s will, for Sarah at this time? I anticipate that her participation in this program will pay a lifetime, or more precisely, an eternity, of dividends.

For any additional questions please contact me during the evenings at 330-524-9979. If it is your desire to help, please make checks payable to Randall Bray. If we are unable to secure Sarah’s place by the August 15^th deadline and there is no extension, I will destroy all checks. I will notify everyone able to contribute at that time as well. Thank you for your consideration.

In Christ’s name

Randy Bray

The Legend of Randy Bray...Preface

OK. I know I'm not a legend. Randy will not begin referring to Randy in the third person or anything. Promise. It's just that, for around a decade I've had people tell me from time to time that I need to start putting some of my experiences down on paper. My favorite comment was from a guy named Pete Brayton. Pete told me something along the lines of "I don't know what story you're going to tell, but I know there is one inside of you, and it's going to epic when it comes out." I'm not kidding, Pete always talked like that.

Which reminds me of a story, which kind of relates to how legends get started in the first place. You may have noticed that Pete's last name is Brayton, which is very similar to my own. He also bears a resemblance to my step-fathers family. Well we got to talking one day and wouldn't you know it, his family traces their lineage back to the same northern New York town that my step-fathers family does. It wasn't difficult then to imagine that at some point in the past someone made a modification to the name, and that Pete and I were tacitly related. And that my friends, is how legends get started.

As I sit here and write this, I'm hit with some real pangs of nostalgia and sadness. I have a hard time letting go of things. For a person with my share of failures, more than my share in my estimation considering the gifts and grace I've received from God...anyway, for a person who has failed in large and grandiose ways in my lifetime,you might imagine that I've learned how to deal with loss and pain.

Well, I finally learned how to deal with it without becoming self destructive. For the most part. However, there are things I've been through that happened years ago that still come to mind a couple times a month. Things that still make me wince out of embarrassment, shame or the like. I haven't always been as noble as I would have liked, and for a long time, I lived my life as a hedonist.

A tortured hedonist to be sure. Always knowing the right and true way. Accepting my Savior and His sacrifice while rejecting the responsibility that accompanies it. But a hedonist just the same. Tortured, never satisfied and lacking peace in all things.

So, as I sit here and write this, I recall that the summer I spent enjoying the company of the Braytons were probably the penultimate moments of that hedonism. The "golden age" of my life, if you will. At least it seemed so then.

And knowing what I know now, having survived what I've survived, I wouldn't go back and live that life again. But sometimes I miss it, and sometimes I miss the people like Pete and Claudine and our moments lost in time. Legends never die. They just get better.

So, I want to tell my story, plain and true. I'm already debating about how much to share and how much to show you, but I think I'm going to be frank and open about everything. I won't lie to you, more often than not my life has been a painful warning rather than a good example.

Until it's taken as a whole. Until I step outside and see how God has redeemed my wasted years. Yet though he has forgiven me, my worry is that while I was busy serving myself, people God may have used me to reach fell along the wayside and will never see the Gospel lived. I am looking forward to the people I will get to spend eternity with, but sometimes I agonize over the ones I won't see there.

I'm here to tell my story, to give testimony if you will. I believe you'll find it part comedy, part thriller, part drama and part tear jerker amongst other things. I doubt you'll find it boring. I hope you find it interesting. I pray it is used.

Live Earth, or how to waste as many precious resources as possible on a Saturday afternoon...

Once a week I go to lunch with the ladies in my department at work. Each week we cross a bridge in Kent, Oh, that crosses over a set of railroad tracks, among other things. There is a wall which is covered with all kinds of graffiti running alongside the railroad tracks, but conspicuous by both the height of the letters in comparison to the other graffiti as well as the stark plainness of the white spray paint the author used is a statement which reads:

"I worry that religion starts wars - Paul McCartney"

Now, don't get me wrong, as a musician and a lover of music, I revere Mr. McCartney and the other three lads from Liverpool for their musical contributions. I even liked McCartney and Wings. I got a little bored with him while he was going through the mid life years and getting busted for weed once a month, but I did like Ebony and Ivory at the time it was out.

However, every week as I cross that bridge I am so tempted to get a can of spray paint of my own and go down a put my own comment right next to the aforementioned one. It would read something like this:

"I worry that Paul McCartney does your critical thinking on serious issues."

As I said, I understand the impact the Beatles had in changing the very face of popular music around the world. However,I'm not ready to let Ringo Star teach me about the better points of a free market economy because of it.

With that being said, I'm also not willing to let a bunch of preening, self important, out-of-touch with reality, overpaid musicians define my position on global warming or any other subject. As it pertains to global warming in particular, let me just offer that if I tried to discuss carbon dating with many of the musicians I have known throughout my life, their first thought would be who would name their daughter Carbon? And then they would want to write a song about her.

Okay, that might be a bit of a stretch. Perhaps. Either way, my real point is that becoming a musician, especially reaching the stature of anyone invited to play at one of the Live Earth venues yesterday, takes as much dedication and effort as reaching the pinnacle of any other profession.

However, were you to chart the history of most of those musical acts, it's unlikely that the time spent in high school classrooms would rank amongst their most important influences. I propose that the same thing is true for many of the elite thespians in Hollywood. So, I cannot understand for the life of me why I am supposed to care one whit what these people think about anything that doesn't have anything to do with music or acting.

In support of how little these people seem to understand the implications of THEIR own actions (supposing that what they extol is true, that humans are having a catastrophic effect on the earth and it's climate) I offer you the words of one of the leaders FOR the idea of global warming:

John Buckley of Carbon Footprint, an organization that helps companies reduce their carbon dioxide emissions, said Saturday that Live Earth will produce about 74,500 tons of the gas.

"We would have to plant 100,000 trees to offset the effect of Live Earth," he said, speaking by telephone. But, he added, "if you can reach 2 billion people and raise awareness, that's pretty fantastic."

Speaking from my own idealogical and theocratic belief system that is tantamount to me saying to a missionary:

"You had to kill three people in the village before the rest accepted Christ? Well, praise the Lord brother!"

Okay, perhaps it isn't quite that extreme, but I think you get my point. And that's the problem with so many of the radical conservationists specifically and liberal minded people in general. Simply put, the lack of a moral code because the majority reject the Bible makes them susceptible to hypocrisy and worse at every turn. That isn't to say that conservatives and Christians don't face the same vulnerabilities, because we do. However, I believe that "pound for pound", people of faith will act consistently with the Bible.

That really isn't what got me about the statement Buckley made though. Although 100,000 is quite a significant amount of trees, and it does bother me that he could dismiss the "harm" being done solely based on the fact that he agrees with why the "harm" is taking place, that isn't the biggest problem I have with his statement.

What bothers most about what he had to say is that the rationalization he uses to legitimize the "harm" is that people were "reached" and awareness was "raised".

Are you kidding me?!

Who exactly is it that Buckley thinks:

1. Wasn't aware of the global warming argument?
2. Would not be in a position to hear about global warming, but would be in a position to watch one of the concerts?

I would propose that the number he proposed being made more aware of his message was far less than 2 billion. As a matter of fact, I think the number is a lot closer to, and this is just a guess... I think the number of people is a lot closer to...three. Yes, that is my final answer.

I won't even get into the fact that I think that Al Gore leads a movement which is misguided, that scientists and world leaders come out every day (and are ignored by the media just as often) to say that he Gore used faulty logic and that there is a serious problem with much of the "evidence" being used by Gore et.al, that many of the people who have aligned themselves with Gore know as much about science as they do about The First Council of Nicea (which is to say they know all of the information out there which presupposes a vast political and religious conspiracy and none at all of the the true historical facts)...

No, I won't even get into any of that, but I will mention it.

The bottom line though is this, there was a concert held yesterday, and:

1. Quite a bit of pollution was created in the name of not creating pollution
2. A lot (2 billion is a number I find rather "optimistic") of people went to the concert and, for the 2 minutes and 37 seconds which I viewed over the course of the day,looked very attractive and as if they were enjoying themselves very much.
3. The musicians involved (and from the acts I saw, there were quite a few who last enjoyed their best days a decade or more ago) did what musicians do. They showed up to play their songs because they like to play their songs and they liked to be looked at.

The primary reason the musicians came wasn't because they so fervently believed in the cause. It wasn't because they wanted to help or had some altruistic goal in mind. The primary reason the musicians came was because they are musicians and they like to play their music and they like to be looked at and applauded when they are doing it.

I'm certain there might have been a few that defy this description, but I do believe that overwhelmingly this was the case. Otherwise, they would have rode their bikes there.

The Ides of June

And then Spring was gone. I don't know if it's because I haven't had the time or the inclination, probably a little bit of both, but I can't believe it's been this long since I posted something here. I've had plenty to write about...I just haven't written. Look for something over the next couple of weeks.

TWO POSTS IN ONE DAY!!!

Ah, you readers are so spoiled.

Okay, you, reader, are so spoiled.

lol.

I kill myself!

No, I DON'T need help with that.

I thought this was interesting. I think at least half of the stuff in my profile on this page are even correct. One of the "truths" it told me even made me a little emotional. Then I got to the part where it said I liked everything neat and smelling fresh and I about died laughing. THAT is funny stuff. Although, I do like things that way, I just don't have the time nor the inclination to MAKE things that way.

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David Crowder and Ted Nugent

When I was a little punk kid growing up in Springfield, MA my favorite guitar player was Ted Nugent. Cool thing was that Ted had a love affair with our little town. When he came to town to play our tiny Civic Center, he ALWAYS put on a good show. One time he got banned from the Civic Center for three years for putting on too good of a show.
He also included us on his live "Double Live Gonzo" CD, and when he returned with Damn Yankees later on in his musical career it was one of the best shows I have EVER seen.

I have much man love for Ted Nugent. I have much guitar player love for him too. I hope someday he will play on my CD.

Now that I'm a bigger punk kid, one of my favorite artists is the David Crowder Band. I admire the passion that these guys play with, the genuine desire they have to reach out to the disenfranchised with the Gospel of Christ, the way David closes his eyes when he sings out to God, the creativity, the absolute genius, of their music. Without reservation I put their "A Collision" CD up there with other epic CD's I have owned, a list which includes:

Electric Ladyland - Hendrix
The Southern Rythym and Harmony Companion - The Black Crowes
Ten - Pearl Jam
The White Album - The Beatles
Temple of the Dog - Temple of the Dog
Led Zeppelin IV - Led Zeppelin
Badmotofinger - Soundgarden
One More From the Road - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd

Yes, "A Collision" is THAT good.


I have much man love for David Crowder and his band of miscreants. I have much God love for them too. I hope one day David Crowder will sing on my CD, or maybe Hogan will play fiddle. Maybe I'll just have to wait for the jam session in eternity.

Either way, yesterday I had one of those moments where something was happening for the whole world to see, but it felt like it had been planned out just for me.

Take a look at this clip of the day put out by the David Crowder band while they're recording their new CD.



Yes, that is Ted Nugent, The Nuge, The Motor City Madman. That's The Nuge laying down a track for the new David Crowder CD. HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN??!! If I go to a David Crowder concert and Ted Nugent ever comes out on stage and starts playing, I predict that I have a heart attack and die...as a matter of fact, I WANT to have a heart attack and die. Right then I want to be in Heaven so I can just immediately tell God, "THANKS, THAT WAS AWESOME".

Okay, I might be exaggerating. Maybe.

But COME ON!!!

Ted Nugent and David Crowder??!!!

HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN??!!

HOW??!!