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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