December 9, 2009

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today I attempted to explain myself and failed. I tried to express things I see and feel but could not. Frustration overwhelmed me as I tried to translate why I am what I am. I guess some things are better left unsaid.

November 29, 2009


the words in the book that led to the back, the car in the street that told you to move, the time in the air that held up the rat. it's all the same. the place where you've been and the top that you spin. the time you came friends and the hand that you clench. obiously there's the anomosity between the lines that have dirt which has disease that entitles to roam as freely as the bird and kill like the assasin that camped on the roof with that spinning top and a bag of suck. suck does the vacum before it spits the air or hanging the fairest one of them all. ta la fa sa ca ma? probably, not going to lie? yup. i looked to the ceiling as the alight looked to me to respond, a blink and thought later i fell asleep but only to be awakened by no light or blink of air in the floor. but wait, how can the floor and blinking produce light in the abstract mind of the top? i reasoned with a response not suited for marriage. "why? what would you desire and why would you become the innocent desirable? plagued with paternalistic tendencies." It didn't know like trees and snow who in time are peas and blow, the high controlled by snow. to finish the last i bring back the list and cast to the past, from: me. to: end. because in all due time, we too will write an end to ourselves.

my regards.

November 8, 2009

hmmm, that's good.


we give it up
the glass and the cup
the fights and the rights
to watch days turn nights

amongst struggles and plunders
alongside troubles and fumbles
the ball has been passed
to each his own to be grasped

love nothing but everything
the lives, brides are but chasings'
to the individual in the hat
to the king who's at bat

time and time again
we see The Man wash away sin
without regret we walk
to the passers who gawk

we're now given life
they now see the knife
the cuts without blood
the wounds filled with mud

'Glory!' we sing
to Him that we owe
nothing but all
and all we do sew

not led to temptation
but delivered from evil
'God thank you forever!'
be spread to the steeple, as long as I live.

"For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake and the gospel's will save it." Mark 8:35

September 8, 2009

i want to: everything

I bet you're wondering why this ridiculous picture made my blog aren't you? I'll get to the reasoning in a moment but first,

my thoughts:

sometimes i wonder if i take things too seriously. i often find myself stressed, tired, anxious, and dreary of where i am and who i'm becoming. all this happening before i leave my house. you see, i'm a very indecisive person who knows what he wants. contradictory but very true indeed. i'll never forget the time i was hanging out with mario and chuck at the triplex last winter just sitting talking and we all kind of went around and told each other our opinions of one another. the thing i won't forget was chuck telling me his opinion of me being something along the lines of "you're a good guy Josh you just fill your plate too full, you double schedule and it seems that you want to do everything when we all know that it'd be impossible." It's funny i remembered something so insignificant, we sat and talked like that every other night but on that night, for one reason or another i remembered what chuck had said about me. this isn't going to make much sense but i want to do everything i want to do more than anything but know i can't so i literally run in circles trying to figure out what of that i want to do until i'm unable to do any of it at all. lately i've been praying for the Lord to chill my mind out, i want my focus to be on what He wants and the plans He may have for me but because in the end, His desire really is my desire.

So i had an idea not too long ago to hitchhike across america. probably starting here in Coeurd'Alene and finishing somewhere like Boston or New York or Nashville. i have a lot of reasons why i want to complete such an unordinary task but i'd say the major reason is just to do it. i'm beginning to realize that although marriage is an amazing thing there are way too many things to do while i'm still single. there are a million places i want to go, a thousand ways to get there and being together with someone whether married or dating might just slow me down. so tonight at work as i was standing there daydreaming about this upcoming winter and the many adventurous options i have to spend it. i got thinking about this hitchhiking again. but this time it was different, i want to do it for a reason other than my self-gratification, i want to raise money or help someone along the way or both. i want to be driven by my own ambition and the prayers of hundreds. in fact, i don't want to be anyone while i'm doing it but a reflection of Jesus himself. i want to heal, touch, influence, challenge. All in the name of Jesus. fear is few and far between when i'm on a mission for my Lord. it'd be awesome to be treking through america with my bike, video camera, and a computer. talk about DESIRE.

I don't know though. is it another anxious moment driven by too much thought? or is it truth and desire directed by the Lord? both i think. I guess we'll see how the cookie crumbles.

what's that? God's good? well speaking of God being good here's a video/biography i'm working on with a man the Lords put in my life. Glenn Landberg and I have been friends for quite some time and i've never had anything bad to say about him. stay tuned for more updates on the video and my desire-filled blog. enjoy.

August 28, 2009

today: GOOD

the other day I met an older man named Vince. He said to me "now you don't forget to live each day to its full potential you hear. You won't be young forever and you never miss what you have until it's gone."

i couldn't put words together quick enough to reply. i thought "amen" but said nothing. a simple head nod and gesture of appreciation was all he was looking for and all i had to offer.

these lives we live, although set apart, are no doubt awesome. here's to my brothers, sisters, mother and father, chris, corey, and all that have been here to spit some wisdom in my face. thank you God for saving me and giving me a future and hope to hold on to. the bible says 'hope that will never fail'. I love you all.

it's a good day to be alive.

my niggas.

August 9, 2009

sympathetic sunday

Today was just one of those days. A day where nothing quite felt right and after a few poor decisions last night, I couldn't help but be trapped in thoughts of regret. I just couldn't shake the burdens i've acquired the last few weeks and they just really hit me today. All at once.
After talking to Chuck and Mario at Merit for a few minutes today I felt the Lord lift everything off my shoulders. It was like He just flipped the light switch and there I was, back to being His child, where I belong. I suddenly became content with my situations and knew that I had already been forgiven for what I had done. God is so freakin' good! Hallelujah!

On a more serious, sad note:

I saw this video about a pro bmx'er named Mike Aitken earlier today. For those of you who aren't familiar with either Mike or bmx the story is that he was spinning a stock 360 over a dirt jump nearly a year ago and had over rotated. He hit his head ridiculously hard and as you'll see in the video, He's got not much left. Just like that, literally the best and most favorite rider of mine was put to a close from one crash. Makes me wonder...

To be honest, I nearly started to cry. I'd have to say that Mikes story has to be on of the saddest i've ever heard, especially bmx related. I honestly was left speechless after watching this short video because I can't really express my thoughts or the sorrow I feel. I guess i'll leave it at that. It's one of those "feel thankful for what you do have" sort of moments. Hundreds of prayers and thoughts go out to Aitken and his family, his son, and everyone close to the guy. God be with you Mike. He loves you deeply, don't forget that.

August 5, 2009

be anxious, no more.

"For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord. "they are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope." Jeremiah 29:11

I know i'm a bit of an opinionist, although i'm sure it's not in the dictionary. I like to express my opinions and back them up with good reason. I love to share my heart and what it's aching of. As my desires become greater and greater I seem to have a hard time managing them. It's hard to visualize videos and envision photographs while in the meantime I cut potatoes and boil water. It's hard for me to tell my brothers I'm unable to go on tour and film in the name of Jesus because my probation officer said she's not ok with it. When will this bondage disappear? When will my Lord allow me to be set free from my years of worry and emptiness still attached by the Law? He will i've got no doubt in but it's this wait, the waiting of water to boil in which i've become inpatient. I don't want to be restless and the thing i've been learning is that it's these times in which my character's built. In these moments it almost goes back to the old 'a boy becoming a man' stereotype. If you're reading this and are unfamiliar with the Bible then I greatly encourage you to read from it as often as you can. It'll do wonders, the things God wants to speak to you through the word will literally blow your mind and forever change your perspective on the Holy Spirit and the love the Lord has for you, whether you've been saved or not. One of my recent favorite verses talks about presenting all your wants and needs through prayer. It says to not be anxious about anything, something i've not yet grasped.

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." Phillipians 4:6


July 26, 2009

improv and a picture

I've not time but to throw
up down we'll whirl it down
with hopes for a bounce
shattered without floors

today is a past
we cannot pass
a fragile state of empty
that's sure to be last

last in the line
but not to our pulse
true to the mind
and last to have wine

the first shall be last
the last shall be first
the ups can be downs
to be hidden behind frowns

i wrote on a day
where the lame man had lain
to my surprise his hand had been kept
kept his own way

i spoke of a heart
she was attached near the end
end of that world
that since has been pined

his mind was as gold
dull in the dark
but bright in the light
by his friend old as bark

her feet, destine to fall
the mind, as nothing at all
swipe through the space
be not quick to fall

i'll pray for them both
till the end of my time
and there at the end
they'll get to rewind

appropriately so.

I've been going to BFC Monday nights for close to 8 months now. It's like meeting up with your favorite family member if they were multiplied by 35. 35 uncle Ron's or 35 aunty Karen's, just one unique way to think of us. Here I took this photo of Jesse Mays at Jesse Mays. I remember he wasn't searching for any particular passage for any particular reason beside just to do it. The glare off the table and color of the table cloth take me right back to those winter monday nights.

July 23, 2009

film > phone

Some days I wake up tired. Some mornings I wake up ready to take on the world and other Afternoons I wake up wondering why I had just slept until noon. Our lives, like the mornings we've began and the nights we've put to a close, are much different from one another, and sometimes my own thoughts and actions differ from one day to the next. You see the point i'm trying to get at and am doing a horrible job is that nothing is really concrete, your weight, what you prefer, how you dress, your current girlfriend, etc. at one point or another it could all change and before you know it Hot Topic's your current employer and Monsters are better tasting than coffee. Not likely but I've come to realize that anything's possible, and I mean literally.

As mentioned in my last post, I believe that the Lords put an aching desire in me to do something elsewhere. You see i've always wanted to move away and my reasoning for moving, like our lives, has changed a few different times. I can't tell you that I am for sure nor when but in a perfect world i'd be gone just before winter began and my return wouldn't be anytime in the late future. Considering we don't live in a perfect world I won't hold my breath.
Something i've had a literal obsession with the last 6 months is 35mm film. I love film. I love the old feel it gives to the person and surroundings and I love the fact that you can't really just lose your photos on a hardrive nor do you take random pictures of your friends throwing up in the toilet or looking super bro-ish on their boats. When taking a picture I believe that there's a recipe being stewed and brewed within our minds. A little, eye, heart, impulse. The picture phone or point and shoot being perfect examples of these pet-peeves and what I don't want to document my life highlights with.
I was looking through the first roll I had shot sometime in November of last year and I wanted to cry. If I get torn up over a few good times I had with a few good buddies of mine not even a year ago, fathom me looking at the same photos 10 years from now.

This is why I love pictures.

I thought i'd just start this off with my favorite photo out of the roll. The lens flare, the shadows, the flex, even the cracks in the road seem to make me spring a tear. Not to mention it was shot from the saddle of my fixie. Now there's a good photo-brew if I do say so myself.

I took this at my fathers wedding while he was waiting for his bride, Mimi, to enter the room and head down the isle. I get almost a farewell feeling when I see this, like the title to the photo could be "his final minutes" or something. For my father, it was momentous in so many ways and for my sisters and me, it was a little closer to a "sending the final kid to college" feeling.

I could either get really deep and relate the sign to our lives or I could not. Here on this day, probably sometime in mid January I took this because I was so immensely attracted to the sign having a bike on it. Most likely because the ice covered roads were depriving me from riding my own.

I'll give you 3 guesses why this photo both makes me laugh and ticks me off. (refer to my last paragraph) "it's time to cut the cake everyone!" I can't eat cake more than once a month and this piece set me straight for 3 months it was so rich. Get it, "so Rich".

Well Those are 4 of my more favorite photos from a roll that's been in slide form for quite a while. I've got plenty more including B&W and a video that I finished the other day so tune back in soon. Thanks everyone.

until then:

Sincerely, Joshua

July 5, 2009

Sunday 11:55pm

Things have been really gnarly lately. Living at the Triplex has always taken its toll but recently it's been in a different way. In the past it seemed as though I would become distant from my home because of the people that lived there, or person I should say. Lately it hasn't really been about that. I mean living with 3 other dudes, it's obvious that we all need our own time but these recent weeks have really been about the burning desire i've been getting. The thing i've been noticing about myself is that i've got A LOT of ambitions. I wish time could stand at a stand still and we'd all have the chance to do whatever we desired and never grew older or had responsibilities or needed money in order to carry them out. Ridiculous I know and i'm only being sarcastic but there is definitely truth behind that statement.
You see, these desires i've been getting, the itch to do something great have been occurring more often than not and not only do I want to do miraculous things, by my fathers will no doubt, but I feel as though my time has come to pick up and move on. Move away, to a place filled with beauty and good people but containing these things not on its cover but in its pages.
Talking to ourselves can be healthy because it's a way to enlighten ourselves and come to grips with things we otherwise my have not thought of. Talking to someone else, that truly cares, can increase the realization 10 fold i've began to, well, realize, causing our minds to ease off the throttle a bit and engage cruise control.
Jason Shadrick (Merit Owner) and I were talking the other day at the Shop and these, what shall we call them, 'Rules of Common Knowledge' persay, came to mind. I was getting the live feed from the Lord about how to look upon the matter of my moving away faster than I could spit out the words. I love God and how He works. What an awesome God we serve.

So to make sense out of no sense at all and a long story pretty freakin' short i've been praying about when I'll move to Tennessee. Nashville to be exact. I know you probably think i'm a nut case and question why of all places i'd move there but trust me, the wager between reasons to move and reasons to not is a million to one. I just have to get the Lord to ok that ONE that i'm still uncertain of. A step of faith.

I know pictures are a form of cover to be judging but I'd have to say it looks like a really nice place.

here's the verse Jason and I kept refering to during our discussion. One of my favorite and a beautiful reminder when my anxiety begins its incline.

Matthew 6:34
“So don’t worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring its own worries. Today’s trouble is enough for today.

July 2, 2009

Thursday 11:15pm

I was thinking to myself the other day, what if I was to put all my eggs in just one basket, to make all that I am and all that I have into one particular passion. Video? BMX? Writing? or what about the very man that has saved me, Jesus?

I find this a very peculiar thought because although the Lord wants our all, He tends to show me this great return system He's running. I give my time in the morning and a majority of my thoughts during the day and He gives me life. A life unlike any other and a mind complex and confused within itself. He gives me passion to things I didn't know I was passionate about. Eyes to beauty i've never seen. A heart to hear only what they don't want me to know. Hands to create all this according to my specifications, specifications also given to me by God.

Now i'm not really trying to go anywhere with this beside stating exactly what had been on my mind. I find it hard to portray the exact things I see and feel through words but this also, I believe, in time will smooth itself out.

I enjoy attempting to make no sense while spilling words onto lines that don't exist because all that we see is what we see and not what He sees until He shows us the vision of what He wants to see which we'll not show until we see. Like referring tastes to food we've not tried and movies we've not yet wasted sleeping through but in turn will never sleep because we're too awake to involve the uninvolved.

Beginning tonight and ending a week from today i'll spill this anxiety I keep filling up with hours of thoughts, onto this blog. If you follow what i'm saying then cheers, if not then that's sort of why it is the way it is, more of a personal disposal of visions and think-theories.

till tomorrow.

signed, Joshua

April 3, 2009

Short n' Sweet Sauce

This is going to be short...

Today, April 3rd 2009, was a good day indeed. Started out by waking up, eating some "red eggs" (jail term describing eggs and  salsa), walking down to the office and being greeted by my good friends Chris Lauri and Josh Tyvan. After kickin' it, I went on the Job hunt. First to CP (center partners) then over to Safeway near Costco. After being responsible I chilled at Merit for about an hour, went back downtown and rode the park. About an hour later I rode the fixie to Ink World to check out my nigga Timbalands new ink then headed up to the local Thrift Stores with my boi Zach Black. Met up with Tim, Cody, Mario, Johnny, Zach and headed up to P-Sun's (pacsun) because they had a HECKA DELECTABLE deal on their Vans. (these are the pair I purchased here for $14).  After that we headed to Calypsos, grabbed some brew and then went next door to Toro Viejo for a nice sit-down dinner with the boys. I'm now here in the office and am very well pleased with how today fell together.

The other day (April 1st) Zach, Tim and I set out with snow in air and filmed THIS little piece. This is one of those films were the eyes are in complete control. Sure they did some cool tricks but sometimes you gotta out-do the surroundings and exaggerate the things you work with. It came together nicely, I thought. I love color-correction I would just hate to overdue it.

Tomorrow Chuck Shmidt, Chris Lauri, Josh Wing and Me, Josh Monteith are going up Silver Mountain to film a little short for the BFC Vimeo. I'll send a link as soon as it's finished amidst a new post because i've got a few more things to talk about concerning my spiritual life you could say. Anyway, have a good weekend homies/homie-ets. Talk to you soon...

Mustache March Comparison:

Something like and estimated 32 days is what she was right here.

Here she is seconds after the shave

March 17, 2009

Pourin' One out for A Homie.

I'm going to lay it down plain and simple this round.

The reason I'm writing is because i've been given 3 hours to search my heart. A short period of time to come up with an excuse? no, a reasoning as to why I should not serve 475 days in County Jail. You see, I just returned from a probation meeting that went as I had not planned. I went in with high hopes and exited with emotional exhaustion. Follow me as I reflect on why I'm looking at over a year of incarceration:

(Before I get started I want to let you know I'm going to try to not bask in my sorrows as much as possible. I don't want to complain or gripe about things that were my wrong doing from the beginning. In no way am I trying to play the innocent card right now and although it's tough to overcome circumstances such as these, "we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us". I speak only the TRUTH.)

For those of you who don't know, i've been on Misdemeanor Probation for over a year now and was sentenced for 2 years. In my prior being I was a bit of an idiot. I used to have a severe drinking problem and out of the million times I drove drunk I was lucky enough to only have gotten caught twice by the Law Enforcement.

This last summer I served 30 days in the County Jail on 2 different occasions, as much of a bummer as it was and is, I believe that the Lord used me and molded me to be someone I'm beyond grateful of being today. In Romans, Chapter 5 v. 3 is says that "Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us."

This verse has non-coincidently become sort of the Anthem of the last 5 years of my life. I love the Lord and I love how He truly does use our sufferings to make us stronger and build our character. So I go into this day with a mindset of gratitude for I know that  whatever happens may be used toward His glory through me and the man of God he's slowly making me. Hallelujah Jesus!

So this is it, 2 hours from this very moment i'll be incarcerated. For how long? I do not know.

I encourage anyone reading this to take a moment, thank the Lord for not only the life he's given us but the freedom. Freedom of choice, opportunity, and the circumstances He puts us in. I encourage you to reflect on things in a joyful way. Sorrows are for the Birds and even though it's 475 days, that's a flicker of light in the glorious spectrum of what God truly has planned for us. 

Amen. Let it be.

Sincerely, Joshua

March 1, 2009

Comin' Up, BIG

Flourish: grow or develop in a healthy or vigorous way.

Definitely hits home. As the next few month go on I have a feeling this word will take on more than its official meaning. I've been invited to go on tour and film for BFC (Boarders for Christ) starting the end of May/beginning of June. I can't describe how much emotion comes over me thinking about such an opportunity and that it will become a reality. The thing that gets me all the time is knowing that it's only the start of something great, i'm not sure what SOMETHING is or what it possesses but i've been promised this SOMETHING and have accepted it, to take off with it "like a bat out of hell" you could say. 

"Whoever diligently seeks good seeks favor, but evil comes to him who searches for it. Whoever trusts in his riches will fall but the righteous will flourish like a green leaf."
Proverbs 11:27-28

So i was walking down the sidewalk on Friday night with my friend Tim heading downtown to say happy birthday to my good friend Nik Bjustrom who had turned 21. Just cruising in the usual fashion chit-chattin' away I stumbled onto one of the greatest physical blessings i've yet received to this day, A $100 BILL. No joke. Like i'm sure we've all been 13 years old sitting in class and have talked about how awesome it'd be or how rich we'd be if we found a $100's right? Well be grateful because as of 11:30pm Friday night I just fulfilled one of our childhood dreams. After a "pete rose dive' into the frosty grass and 63 high-fives from Tim reality set in. I had a hundred dollars, FOR FREE. Tim took this picture seconds after getting to my feet...I did the 'double thumbs up, while holding the prize' sort of pose.

An obvious gift from the Lord himself i'm still not sure what to do with it, it currently sits in my bedroom doing nothing but looking extra dirty because sadly enough someone had to lose Benjamin in order for me to find him. It's nothing to be too proud of because i've always thought money was nothing but trouble. When was the last time you met a rich man who had all things completely dialed, not a worry in the world, a beautifully sound family, and Faith and knowledge overflowing from head to toe. It's just not something we see everyday. So here's another definition:

Responsibility: the state or fact of having a duty to deal with something or having control over someone.

So whether we grow up, becoming men. Come up, finding them C-tones or just Put up, with everyday blasphemy; I hope our futures become apparent before our age and stubbornness get the best of us.

here's the barn edit that mike and I filmed, edited by mike. enjoy.

February 23, 2009

Times is Changin'

As I hope you all know by now, I LOVE VIDEO. The english dictionary definition for Love is: an intense feeling of deep affection. Need I say more? Yes. Lately i've really been trying to figure out what I want to do with this gift God has given me, or on the other hand, what God would like me to do with this gift He's given me. The props from the homies are expected I guess you could say and the recognition i've been getting from people in the area and nationally is finally setting in. I've got this guy over here calling me to shoot something for his studio and i've got another trying to get together to show him some editing techniques. Now if my last name was Couillard (no offense)  i'd be all over it like a fat kid on cake but needless to say it's not, nor will it ever be. HUMBLE THE LORD HATH MADE ME AND HUMBLE I SHALL BE. I've come to grips that as for right now, I don't need to be paying bills with mediocre videos, I don't need to be searching for ideas and I definitely don't need to be listening to anyone but God himself (and Chris Lauri). I'm fine with working the 9-5, paying off bills and filming/riding in the off time. I know all the work i've done will someday pay off. I'm in no hurry to do anything but be obedient to what i'm being told to do. It's just how it is, how it happens and how i've come to find the most happiness. Amen?

Last night I spent 5 hours filming my friend and brother in Christ, Zack Black inside of the Elks building. Now if you're not from Ceourd'Alene or not familiar with "the Elks Building" that's located downtown than you will be fairly soon. It's an old run-down community center from, gosh i don't even know, the 60's? Anyway, the place is now filled with lumber, antiques and as of last night, skate ramps. My friend Tim said it best last when we had just finished setting all the lights up..."dang Josh, look at this, look at where we are and what we've sick is this!?"
For him to say that made me realize just a portion of how great God has been. If I can do what i've done in the last 6 months since recommitting my life, imagine a lifetime eh?

In conclusion, sorry i've been typing your face off but this is only a portion of what's been happening lately. I just got to the office from being fired from my job. "not only so but we also rejoice in our sufferings..." and rejoicing I am. Never really enjoyed that job or the owners but i stuck through it and now i'm excited to see what God has in store for me next. Stay tuned for more updates and the short from "the Elks Building" i'll have up within the next few days. Until then, God bless you fools...

the latest edit from BFC that mike miller and I shot. Edited by mike miller. CLICK HERE

February 17, 2009

Cob Webs be gone

Pshhhhhttttt...This is EagleCast to Ghost Rider....
Yes...pssshhhhttt...this is Ghost Rider...what's your 20 EagleCast?
I'm just a lost Bogey trying to get back on track GhostRider...pssshhhttt...
Well it's good to have you back EagleCast...pssshhhttt...over and out...psshhhttt...

It's been a long time since my last post. In fact as you've just read, if I was a truck driver, pilot or creep that'd be somewhat of how my conversation would go when referring to this here blog. A form of make-believe since I'm none of those. 
I've been thinking and I have come to the conclusion that I'm going to try and relate a little more to my own life on this here blog by telling you personal information for frequently than speaking my mind about what Gods been putting on my heart. I mean i'll definitely get my fix of 'heart pouring' writing but I'm choosing to at-least create that base of familiarity before spilling my heart onto your 22in. cinema displays. So here I go...

I'm Joshua Monteith, born in Spokane Washington in Sacred Heart Medical Center and lived in the same trailer park for 17 years in Post Falls Idaho (Lucky Pines Estates). Moved to CdA Idaho with my dad after the 'big break up' and have resided here ever since. I live in a house known as 'the Tri-Plex' with 3 other friends of mine. If you refer to the 2nd post you can see 2 of them, Mario and Chuck. A long time buddy of mine, Tim Darlington, just recently moved in about a week ago. I'm sure i'll vent a little more about my thoughts throughout time but as of right now? well lets just say i've have a lot more sheepish days. Whether or not you agree i've been slowly realizing that I've been created to be an extraordinary tool of God, made in His own image that I might share with others, such as yourself, about what he has told me, shown me, and continues to do. So cheers Lord. I'm obsessed with only things: 
1. riding bikes. up down, left right, no matter where I am or where I plan to be i'll always have a bike to take me there. I haven't driven a vehicle for almost 14 months now and am currently thinking about making it a wholesome 2 years without operating a motorized vehicle. but we'll see...
2. writing. although i don't do nearly as much as i should nor am i an english scholar Gods given me few passions and being able to express thoughts and tell stories through paper and pencil is one of them. I'd give my left ear to be able to go to school. Never been among the wealthy and it seems like every time i get prepared to attend NIC it's shut down. Last year I thought i had it made! Full schedule, good classes and a drive to survive! The reason I know God has other things planned for me right now is very apparent because even when I had it going on, I was drug into jail for 30 days and am still paying for classes I never ended up completing because of it.
3. cinematography. not to be called 'videography'. Not because I know the distinct difference between the two but because I despise the term 'videography'. I wouldn't consider myself an intellectual nor artistic but once again, Gods given me a gift. What I do with these gifts he's given me is completely up to me. To get rich? Nah. To glorify Him? Sign me up. 

speaking of cinematography, here's the latest video I shot and edited. peep it.

stay tuned for more coming very soon, I promise (Glenn)...

February 2, 2009

Sometimes I feel like I could write paragraph after paragraph about how great God is. Well this time i'm going to take a bit of a step back and keep things simple. Jesus, thank you. Thank you for keeping your hands on me while i was running through Post Falls like a chicken with my head cut off, thank you Lord for being there while Joe, Sam, Thomas and I rolled hundreds of feet off the cliff, thank you God for speaking miracles into my life throughout my 100-some days in Jail, thank you for allowing me to have the friends i've had and have, praise your name for the family i've grown with. 

Tomorrow's an interesting day. This exact time last year i was preparing to go to court, mobbing around with Jamison in Big Red talking about how nice it had been not drinking for 3 months. Trying to keep my mind of the court date that would eventually send me into incarceration for the longest 30 days of my life.

I hate to dwell in it, thinking about how bad it was and how even today, it both depresses me and excites me. It's something i rarely talk about and would rather not write about. Maybe one day i'll write a few hours, reminiscing about the things i saw and did but not now. Now i sit here, in a tranquil state of mind shouting nothing but rejoices. Rejoicing my freedom. Thankful for every little piece of life God has used to mold me.

"Most assuredly I say to you, the hour is coming, and now is, when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God, and those who hear will live."   John 5:25

January 28, 2009

kickin' the habits

Bare with me as I express a thought.

Lately I've been in a constant conflict, a rivalry of good and evils you could say, the battle of wrongs and rights.

Have you ever succeeded at going against what you're not used to? Not checking out the cute girl from the Library, waking up early to make sure you've got everything straight before leaving the house or maybe something as simple as not thinking about that girl when you're bored? It's funny how much time the simple, harmless things really take up, often proving to be more harmful than harmless.

It's always the big decisions that seem to be most apparent in our lives. Fulfilling the American mindset of 'Instant Gratification'. I've been shown that the truth behind being a good person isn't not getting drunk, having sex or doing drugs. We've heard it since day one, "it's the small things that count". Personally I'm not sure if there's a more cheesy thing to say. I hate the obvious and the apparent, I'd like to think that everything good comes in subliminal messages from the Lord but often, it doesn't. It's right there in front of us, we just choose to ignore it.

Now of course we want to do the right thing and more often than not we know exactly what that right 'thing' is. Part of making that good decision is making that decision based upon what we know or have been taught. Of course, for believers, God and His word being a large influence. Every circumstance is literally different from the next and whether you want to put some sort of severity rating on your decisions is up to you. Some choices we make are going to effect us much more than others but when it comes down to it they're all the same.

I'll leave you with one last opinion:

I should probably hate image but i don't. Having the ability to portray ourselves through what we wear and how we act is in itself a gift. People always say they thought me to be much different than i actually am after meeting me. I'm not sure if it's a good or bad thing but i believe it has a lot to do with my prior reputation (which is a horrible one at that). Gods given us an ability. Keep your mouths shut, put the bible verses in your back pocket for later and live like you believe you're supposed to! I read a passage out of John today and was told that it's not what you can say to someone that makes them interested in who you are, it's how you act.

"But he who does the truth comes to the light, that his deeds may be clearly seen, that they have been done in God."
John 3:21

Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

January 19, 2009

Proper Fulfillment

Lately i've been bothered by a classic case of uneasiness. I can best compare it to that nervous feeling we get when we're about to meet "the girl" we haven't seen for a long period of time, mixed with the emotional feeling you get when you've drank 3 too many cups of drip and are on the verge of tears for no apparent reason. I feel like there's usually something greater I could be doing with my time and feeling such a passion for things like video and riding that watching a well filmed video or beautifully ridden video part gets me all fired up. My mind starts going bonkers and before I know it the shop owners walk in wondering why only half the task list has been completed. I love day dreaming, I love writing and I love loving and I believe these things often interfere with my daily life. Something I also love.

I'd rather not pin-point why I feel the way I do. Things sometimes are better left unsaid. For me to attempt to justify my irresponsible behavior would be slightly irresponsible in itself and part of growing in the Lord is knowing what to say and when to say it. Of course along with that is knowing when to not speak at all. A sense of maturity.

here's a perfect example of something that'll get my head turning. it's beautiful, showing you what a good lens will do.

I had a thought, an epiphany, a vision you could say:

Recognizing growth in humans is like watching flowers blossom on a choke cherry tree.

The year must have been 1990-something and Mr. Hubof was not only shorter than me but also my 4th grade teacher. It was Arbor Day at Ponderosa Elementary and everyone was to be handed a tree while leaving class at the end of the day. Now my grandpa's always been a huge logger and since I can remember i've had an interesting obsession not only with trees but plants in general. Receiving the tree and being way too stoked, I made my way home and planted it directly into the ground in our small trailer park yard. Forgetting about the tree I grew and somewhere between 4th and 9th grade the tree had grown, likewise. Surviving the Ice Storm of '96, a million skids and a park job or two from my fathers Bronco. The tree was standing 4 ft tall weighing in at 2.5 lbs and sprouting not only its first flowers but a few small cherries. I had no idea what kind of tree it was and although it came with a tag informing me of such things i'm sure it fell of on the walk home from school. I haven't seen the tree for a good year now but the last time I had it was close to 20 ft tall and taking over the whole front yard of that pitiful trailer home. To think that coincidently enough, me planting that tree would one day remind me of how awesome Gods grace always is. Awesomely strange isn't it?

I tell you about my childhood cherry tree simply because Christ has shown me something ridiculously rad. He says our lives are similar, so as long as we've had that seed planted, whether it had been my small hands or a yard keepers trained skills, we all have the same potential to grow in Him. We've had the tire skids, the cars parked on us and the long periods of Ice Storms bring us down. God tells us to rejoice in our sufferings. Doesn't really make sense but when I think about it I wouldn't trade a single day of jail time if I would have known that i'd have ended up like this one day. Crazy to think how much differently we're able function through God and the simple mindset He gives us. Always take everything into consideration and always consult in your best friend, Jesus Christ. He never seems to fail and if for some reason you're questioning the outcome, don't, because like the Choke Cherry Tree, one day it'll prevail in ways you'd have never expected.

'For by grace you have been saved through faith and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God; not as a result of works, so that no one may boast.'   Ephesians 2:8&9

January 16, 2009

the First Roll

I don't care how trendy you are, and in all actuality I don't care how trendy you're not because I tend to get the feeling that people often pride themselves on exactly this, what they are or are not. Even I will say Photography has become something little 'scenesters' dirty the image of. Or for lack of a better term, Trendy. It's one of the most beautiful forms of Art God has given us and I feel like on a daily occurrence I'm appreciating it more and more but never will I call myself a Photographer. I don't have the passion and I definitely have the wrong friend base with people like Brady and Glenn to share it with, making me look like a school girl. Nonetheless my 35mm Canon and I have been sharing quite a few experiences together since I rescued her from my Grandfathers basement Christmas day. 

These next few photos are that of my first ever roll of film. Being a videographer I guess I know the basics when it comes to shutter speeds and aperture but ever day I seem to muster up a new question i'll text Glenn sometime around 3 in the afternoon. I love capturing life one way or another...

I chose this one of Glenn because in my opinion, it can almost tell you who He is. In fact, if there was a Camera and MacBook next to the raisins i'd say i'd have done nearly a perfect job. But there's not, just a happy kid finally getting his Java Drip.

Baby Squirrel aka Noel Riske. New Years Eve and nothing worthwhile to do. It's a common knowledge of what happens on a holiday such as that and being the kids we are, or were i should say, we did exactly what we needed to. Nothing. 

One of two roommates, Chuck is one of the Godliest men I know. I can honestly say I love these guys and I'm more than excited to see how we all grow in the Lord. Even with the 3ft of snow and 100 mph winds we still mobbed the Suburban out to Jesse's house for a lax version of small group where I captured this photo. Cut off finger gloves and all, He was able to put down the brew.

Something you should learn about this man is that Mario loves french fries. Baked, fried, frozen. As long as there's chili and ketchup drizzled over the top he'll eat the nasty things for breakfast. I'm not kidding. Another thing you'll need to know is that Mario is stoked on God. Does all things in the name of the Lord, he shreds the drums, gnars up the skateboard, and after eating, will undoubtedly tear up the bathroom. Sharer of my bedroom, Mario Martinez lady's and gentlemen.

January 12, 2009

Welcome to: Me.

I don't need to tell you who I am or what I enjoy doing. I can't tell you where i've been nor where I'm going. What I can tell you is that because you're reading my thoughts you're now part of them. You've found the 'josh monteith' hot-spot that I've now independently committed myself to. I'm not here to showcase or impress you with what i've discovered or created. I speak only from the mind my best friend Jesus Christ has blessed me with and the eyes he's so graciously given me. At times it may not be from Him with the blasphemic phrases I portray but I promise you, the Lord forgives (Hebrews 9:22)...

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