Impossibility is slang, and overcoming it, is a hobby. Shaun White, Muhammed Ali, Martin L. K J, Eienstien, Mr. Armstrong, all live, lived or are living to take that very word and steal from its meaning, making its very definition pointless.

That’s what I find so unique about today’s generation. Your a hitman in a world full of challenges that people say you cant accomplish as your target.

We are surrounded by catchy marketing slogans like “impossible is nothing” “I’m possible” and “impossible”, media markets conveying a great message to today’s young people. But young people, the media isn’t saying anything new, they are just recycling one of the greatest promises God has already laid out for your life since the beginning of time, since the universe was created, since light hit the earth, since before since; for it is written “Nothing is impossible with God” Luke 1:37.

I find it hard to believe that I cant do, obtain, gain, grow, believe, conceive, accomplish, communicate, win, have, get, learn, become something when I repeat to myself what God said about my life, especially what is said right there in Luke.

Impossibilities are like pencil marks on your child room wall, they are just meant to mark how much you have grown.

Impossibilities is a new pave way so the ones after you will know the path.

Impossibilities is an equation with you as the answer.

If impossibility were a sneaker, its just waiting for the Cinderella to fit in it, the one person made to accomplish it .

Real talk, several things lay before me, today, right now, January 29, 2012 that I could consider as impossibilities, however I choose to label them as challenges to grow my capabilities.

The prince of the air, used a man of the world, who uses music to convey a message, of sex with whoever he wants, drink with no consequence and spend money with no wisdom as SWAG. Fine. coo with me but when defining my character never attach it with my King’s Holy name and say I have “Jesus swag” … I just have JESUS homie. 

they ask em all the time “Jeff, you dont have a girlfriend. WHY?” great question. haha

I answer with a usual response like ” ah, I dunno just single is all”. Its really not answering why but it seems to stop the questions, which i do have answers to but dont feel like talking an ear off. haha

REAL answer is this though: I feel like I am at a point in my life where God is using me to a point where anything other than a serious investment is a distraction. HA! I’ve realized that my faith is put in the fact that I know God has created a perfect someone just for me. Any time dating around is mostly just a waist of time. Not saying this is the best way to do it but for my life this is the way I know God has it. In his timing a connection will be established like AOL back in the day signing on and hearing “YOUVE GOT MAIL” except it will be HIS voice saying “YOUVE GOT LOVE” – from her. Whoever her is.

I am sold on the fact that, I will know who she is and she will know who I am. There will be no cat and mouse game, no “which line should I use” thinking, no suave approaching, no over acting gesture, no heart pounding-nervous thinking, no second guessing, no over impress gift giving, and no smooth Ryan Gosling Stupid Crazy Love acting. It will literally be a God moment. Our spirits will connect and be attracted to the Jesus that lives inside of both of us. I am not looking for the model 10 cover girl, the just walked off the set of a photo shoot looking like, the “i am better than you” attitude type, the too good to be true, the Miss American, been awarded most prettiest since birth, or even the A list celebrity. Naw Im just looking for the women who is after Gods heart. Who will be so in love with Jesus that her first attraction of me is how after his heart I am.

So why am I posting this? Well because I hope that you can know whether you date a million times or even just once, that you can have hope that there is SOMEONE just for you.

I believe in Dreams Coming True. And my dream was always to be married and have kids. More specific? to have a God fearing wife, 3+ kids, a women who can worship the house down, who would go out at three in the morning even when I told her not to just to satisfy the ice cream craving, beautiful from inside then out, WIFE… who would only support my dream, as I supported hers.

I believe she is out there and thank Jesus for who ever she is. I am praying for you, and one day, one day, will be honored to call you my girl.

be blessed. be encouraged.

1Peter 3

… Your godly lives will speak to them better than any words. They will be won over by watching your pure, godly behavior.

P.S. … she’ll put my love on top haha shout out to Beyonce

once. i am 23 and feeling like jordan. Im sure every game he walked in telling himself, that … that game could be his last. Injuries is like death in the NBA, the next game is never guaranteed.

I feel like that with life lately. I am making everyday a big one because my bible says tomorrow is not promised. So what does a big day look like for me? well i live a simple life. Its about at least telling one person about Jesus a day. And i get creative with it too. Whether its just like i believe in the impossible and they ask why and i respond with because of how big my God is … or whether it be I just make somebody laugh that is having a sad day. The love of Jesus is powerful.

Simplicity is powerful, tomorrow is not promised, and love conquers all.

Live it up!

I like to think that I am pro-active. That with every second of everyday, I make the most out of it. Truth of the matter is … I don’t.

But here is what I learned. You can’t force productivity. It must come from inspiration. Which leads me to my thought for the moment. If your not inspired your not producing. I like to think that inspiration is just a thought, a instant file in your brain you can just pull whenever you need it. But again… its not. Inspiration, in my life, is something that is built, that is worked at, that is earned and received because I asked.

If I just sit on my plop all day, nothing will come from it. But my inspiration comes from the word. Not a word but thee word, the word of God. The bible, the b-i-b-l-e, yes thats the book for me. I’ve noticed when I am lacking in my word, I am lacking in other things, creativity, wisdom, gifts, joy. You might literally at this point in the blog be saying “a book doesnt have that much power” but i respond with this…

have you tried it?

be blessed be encouraged.

It isn’t about the thousand of good jobs you get throughout the  day. It isn’t about the mahalo’s, tips or pats on the back. Not about the pleasant smiles received while passing through the mahakala or round of applause accepted after a great tour. 

It’s about the priceless star lit eyes of a Disney kid who walks through my double doors and every emotion of excitement is bundled up into a look of “what the heck is this place”. He flew over 6 hours on a boring plane that showed a movie he wasn’t interested in, waited too long for the bags to come off of baggage claim, and sat with his heart beating faster and faster as each mile got him closer to Aulani.

My job isn’t about the money, it’s about the kid whose waited his whole summer to come experience the magic that can only be created by the wonderful staff That i work with here at Aulani

Kid this ones for you. 

It was a Saturday when I walked in on a genius. Geek day at LCC. My eyes saw this wizard like computer freak getting down with a click click click click click connecting lines that were creating perfection.

Thats the day I met Joel Santos Gaspar. He left me with this line that I will remember forever.

“Thats all it takes, just messing around, until you perfect your work.”

Joel Happy Birthday man. You are an inspiration to most but a gift to all. Your heart is bigger than a human chest can fit thats why your work is always an explosion. I pray that God continue to use you. I know you havent even tapped the potential to your gift. YOU ARE A WORLD CHANGER.

To those who dont know him .. .here is some of this work. DOPE.

Much Love BRO

So I pulled a poem from a pocket that hadn’t been worn in a while. FIRST, I feel like I have writers block. Like every time I sit and try to write a new piece, it is no where near creative quality to some of the first things I’ve written.

Confession, I believe as time went by, I started seeking motivation from a worldly perspective. Not that I want to write about money, drugs and fame, but would try and seek their style to perfect my own. Almost like to say I was trying to use their recipe to add flavor to the gift God has given me. Listening to Drake, trying to incorporate his style of word play. Thinking I can get a dose of Kudi, to add flare using his kind of hooks to hook my audience. Believing Biggie would have me influenced to have no fear of an audience of BIG size.

Boy was I wrong. The influence I thought I was receiving was actually killing the life of Godly poetry that was trying to grow. I was choosing the wrong armor. When David went to fight Goliath, he was offered an armor not of his own motivation. He denied quickly. He used what God has blessed him with and was confident in that.

DUDE I JUST GOT SLAMMED BY JESUS! But let me tell you why I am glad I did. Our gifts can only get bigger when being nourished with the right flavor, the right ingredient, the right MOTIVATION. For me, my motivation is the word of God. It is was what started this poetry and what will finish it. The first poem ever written ROOTED was birthed out of the bible. I was a fool to ever think I could have birthed something that great out of the things of this World.

Look it was pretty hard to admit this, but hopefully you were encouraged and blessed. Fume the flame, your flame, your gift, your passion, your desire, with the ONE who LIT the match in the first place.

be encouraged. be blessed

Too long since I’ve written. To be honest, I just needed a break. I needed to step back and breathe. Hawaii has been awesome. The last two to three months have been the most intense.

But cut to the chase to make this a short and simple one. When you think you know, you dont. I am tired of trying to figure out the pieces to the puzzle. Tired of spending countless hours or minutes in a day thinking I know it all or plan the rest of this life out.

Done.

Let go and let God. I am literally handing him a pen and telling Him, “You finish the story”. I probably have blogged about this before but I wanted to reiterate that during this break in cali, in my quiet time with Jesus, it has been an awesome time of just surrendering. So here it goes. Enough with trying to figure things out, enough with trying to make things work on my terms, enough of me and more of Him.

Im going to keep my hands up like its a stick up and Jesus is pointing the pen but instead of shooting, he splashes ink onto a cleanly washed canvas.

To the author and finisher of time, you can have it all.

be blessed be encouraged.