August 7, 2010

Come thou Fount


Come, thou Fount of every blessing, 
tune my heart to sing thy grace; 
streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
call for songs of loudest praise. 
Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
sung by flaming tongues above. 
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it, 
mount of thy redeeming love. 

Here I raise mine Ebenezer; 
hither by thy help I'm come; 
and I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
safely to arrive at home. 
Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
wandering from the fold of God; 
he, to rescue me from danger, 
interposed his precious blood. 

O to grace how great a debtor 
daily I'm constrained to be! 
Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 
bind my wandering heart to thee. 
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 
prone to leave the God I love; 
here's my heart, O take and seal it, 
seal it for thy courts above.

it's my favorite hymn. the cry of mercy within the words really speaks to me. it's amazing. I love hymns because of their message through carefully sought out words and the poetic feel they have. how they're written in the 1700's and still carry the truth of the Good News. "prone to wander Lord I feel it, prone to leave the God I love" is something we can relate to on a daily basis. Every morning I desire nothing more than to set aside my desires, my wants, my plans, my LIFE. It's hard and at times nearly impossible but my prayer is that as we all grown old, failing miserably at this life, I pray we continue to seek the will of God knowing that the plans He has for our lives are far greater and fuller than anything we have or will imagine. Not to say that in a clique sense but that i've experienced His love and it's completely changed my pathetic life. From dust we came and to the dust we'll return. God bless you guys.

watch this video: (here)

it's perfect. it's completely Jesus.

August 3, 2010

I want the rough route.

I've literally run myself speechless. The last week has been anything but easy and as I pray for hardship and character refinement the Lord is sufficient. His provision and plan and love is enough to keep me going. I have an easy life and if it makes me love Him more then I pray for more difficulty and refinement. Amen.

Here's the last teaser I made. Check out the rest of the recent Boarders for Christ videos we've posted here on their YouTube channel. God bless you guys. Love you.

Come back soon.

June 18, 2010

Color & Light

I've only got about 15 minutes before I pass out but let me fill you in as quickly as possible. bullet points:


I'm currently on tour with BFC until the end of July.


I'm making a tour video that'll be very documentary style and will premier the end of October.


I'm doing a teaser and posting it onto the BFC YouTube page every weekend so keep your eyes open.


He is greater in me than in this world.


here are the last 2 teasers: (much more to come)


goodnight all.






I LOVE JESUS.

April 25, 2010

relevancy to the potentialy, irrelevant

I'll make this quick. I won't apologize for having not posted for the last 3 months nor will I feel sorry because I have the slightest idea that no one really reads this crap anyway. If I had psychological problems then i'd consider this some form of therapy. If I had an anxiety disorder (which I think I may) then i'd call this a stress relief. If I was trendy (which I also seem to believe in disbelief) then i'd say that hot-damn, I think this blog is pretty freakin' tight. Either/or you don't care and neither do I. It is what it is and will be no matter what title we put to it. Very much like who we are. But don't think i'm about to get deep. Because i'm not. Even though I kind of want to. This music is setting the mood and i've got to push through. Ian McIntosh is definitely some 'mood setting sound.' So listen to the Rev I got today. Or more just a realization. Revelation, Realization, Liberation.

I was writing in my journal this afternoon. One of those "the world seems to be revolving around me" type of scenarios. It was wild. My americano, the pen I was using, the people at work. They all seemed to pay close attention to my exact motion. When I paused to turn and look at whoever was entering the coffee shop I kid you not they were already in deep eye contact with me. Every story being told in the foreground of the grinder I had been part of, the drunk guy, the cheating boyfriend, a business meeting, I seemed to have related to all of them and not only a relation but I saw them. I noticed the plant in the SW corner of the room and how the flowers seemed to be blooming too soon for the time of season. Though I had never seen most these people in my life it didn't matter. They were there, I was there, we had experienced the same things. Anyway, this wasn't a myth and the thoughts in my head were as real as the hat on my head. Why was I feeling these things? Why was everything so relative to my situation the moment I could care less? Why in a time of tranquility I felt relativity? I believe at times, when we've thought all there is to think we're struck with opportunity. An opportunity to listen. In Proverbs it says 'even the foolish man seems wise when he shuts his mouth'. That's heavy. Now I'm not saying these people were talking to me either. If anything I was evesdropping and if they had known what I was doing their nasty looks and grunts would have been enough to send a drop in my droors. But what I am saying is that I think at times as people and christians specifically we get discouraged and timid because we feel as though we 'don't connect'. I'm guilty to the square root power of a thousand. I'm timid, not outgoing, and extremely satisfied with being alone most of the time but it doesn't work that way all the time. When it comes down to it i've been called to make disciples of the nations. When he says nations I think Jesus was refering to priority. My friends, my friends friends, my community, my church then when we're ready to put big boy pants on; the nations. Agree or disagree you'll have to agree that we all learned how to crawl before we ran. 

I met these kids at this birthday party last night who I could see becoming nearly best friends with. I've seen them around for years but never taken the time to talk to really any of them. Whether they were drunk or high last night the fact is I was getting more hugs and high fives for just laughing with them than i've gotten in years. That's right, NON CHRISTIAN, UNBELIEVING, HEATHENS; and the only relevancy being that we like coffee and vinyl and art and well, actually there was a lot of relevancy. Our lives almost paralleled in a sense and the more I talked with them about the right to bare arms and smoke weed medicinally the more I so deeply desired for them to know the Lord. I can't just sit back and watch anymore. I can't let people buy their BOS on a daily basis and love them to hell. If all we do is love someone and talk with them like we're completely interested in what they're saying ending the conversation with 'I love you man' then who are we? Have gone to the nations and made disciples? I love and hate that phrase 'love them to hell'. Mostly because it's the brutal truth but also because it's that cold splash of water that'll wake you up if you truly call yourself a Christ follower. But who am I?

I am an uneducated kid from Post Falls. I gave my life to the Lord 2 years ago. I've got no degree or scholastic upbringing. I don't say these things to push them down your throat nor do I say them to push conviction upon you who may read them. I just say them because they're what is on my heart and with revelation through my every day life I only want to share it with you. I'm not sure where in the Bible is says this but it says "He equips the called not calls the equipped". Being a good person won't get you anything but a false sense of belonging. Come, broken hearted, because the more insignificant we make ourselves the greater room there is for God to get himself a real, true disciple. Religion is dead. I want something I can feel. Proof in my own life that the Lord has provision over it. I don't practice what I preach I preach what I live, as well as I possibly can.

Goodnight.

-Joshua Monteith

January 21, 2010

boarder of a newspaper

I tend to rip portions of paper to produce bookmarks. It's not stealing and the more I think about it, why are the borders of magazines and newspapers so large? Don't people hold pep-rallys and strap themselves to trees, putting their lives in danger to save this excessive amount of paper? And to think the lady across the floor gave me a dirty look because i wanted to use the very paper we all pay for as a bookmark. I often think how obscured everything is, not that I'm above it or having much say as to the reasoning but it kind of blows my mind when I think about how deeply people chase after things of this world. Let's spend millions of dollars on global research to find a reason and cure as to why are planet is getting warmer. News Flash: the world DOES have an expiration date. If you're looking for a truth, a reason to why everything is as it is, look no further than your heart, your thoughts and for some, that empty anxiety of "there has got to be a better way". I've been there. It's a deep hole that's continually being dug. The Lord has an enormous shovel. This is all.

-Josh M.

just because I love photos and haven't posted one in a while:
I took this photo with the iPhone Christmas morning, across the street from my mothers house. I was waiting for a friend of mine to drop me off a present and spotted the swing. The sun was about as warm as i've seen it and as you can see, made for a good picture. picture taking is so sporadic I love it.