'shine your eyes’ is a phrase that I picked up in liberia, west africa. it means to open your eyes and see the Truth. this is my hope for people everywhere, myself included, that we will continually be transformed to see and be the ideals God has set forth as the Kingdom. the book of isaiah says it this way:

'see, a king will reign in righteousness and rulers will rule with justice. each man will be like a shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a thirsty land. then the eyes of those who see will no longer be closed, and the ears of those who hear will listen. the mind of the rash will understand, and the stammering tongue will be fluent and clear.’ isaiah 32:1-4

currently this is taking shape in my life working with bahamas habitat. we are working to provide aviation support to bahamas methodist habitat, a hurricane relief/sub-standard housing repair organization based in the bahamas. know that we would love for you to come spend some time with us as we take part in all the beautiful ways that God is loving His creation.

in the words of mother teresa, “pray for me that i not loosen my grip on the hands of Jesus even under the guise of ministering to the poor.” and i pray that in all that you do, whether coming to the bahamas, serving in haiti or celebrating life in your part of the world that you will simply love and come and see all that God has for us. let this place be a place of celebration and conversation for us to greater understand life with one another.

‘and because of our faith, He has brought us into this place of highest privilege where we now stand. and we confidently and joyfully look forward to actually becoming all that God has in mind for us to be.’ –romans 5:2



Bench-pressing Camels, Willy Wonka, 3000 Santa Clauses and The Flying Begins (Pt. 1)

On the 25th I left Eleuthera for the States for Thanksgiving in Knoxville.  The airliners delivered me to Knoxville in 16 hours stretched over 4 legs.  No, it should not have taken that long.  But a 4 hour delay in Nassau proved to me that there really is such thing as a free lunch.  (Maybe that’s just a thing in America)  The holiday brought good times with family and unfortunately, the first year in the long-standing King tradition that the Thanksgiving football game was not played.  Football unfortunately was not played and my grandparents sadly weren’t able to make it.  But, my brother’s 3 Guatemalan friends and cousin’s English chap were able to make it!  David, from England, is the new worship leader at Jay’s church.  He’s apparently toured with Sheryl Crow and Ray LaMontagne keeps contacting him on MySpace, but you wouldn’t know that unless you do some background checking, not that I did that...  He threw his first football on Thanksgiving day, as should anyone who learns American football later in life.  Juan, Juan Carlos and Juan’s wife do not speak much English at all.  I think they enjoyed the meal though because all they said after the meal was: “siesta”.

The weekend rolled on with helping a church in the neighborhood set up the nativity that cannot be missed if you drive on Tazewell Pk. in Fountain City.  I was told that I could bench press the camel figurines that were about 25% taller than me.  I never tested it but did get to wrap lots of sticks in lights.  Sunday came and after a stop at the Soccer Taco to celebrate the match between Chelsea and Barcelona, Allie, my sister-in-law/love, and I drove to Nashville to help decorate my mom’s house for Christmas.  This went on for a few days and with my mom’s food and love, the days were filled well.

1 comment:

  1. I just got caught up on your blog. I love it! I have a really funny and embarrassing, but not really because it's you, story about the camel part.