Back @ Vintage


Today was a tuesday, and man do I love tuesdays.  I finally got to go to Vintage, after a month of absence.  Vintage is a college group where a couple hundred go and learn about the Word at The Chapel at Crosspoint, one of the larger churches in the WNY area.  I’ll get back to that though…

I got up late again today.  Ever since I went to bed at 3am the first night here I haven’t been able to get back on track.  I have energy until early morning then get up around that noon mark.  My clock is all thrown from all the late nights I’ve had driving and such.  Sooner or later I’ll get back on track but that basically means I’ll have to either be extremely tired, or try and go to bed while I’m full of energy…both of which don’t interest me at all.

I made plans the day before to meet up with a high school friend of mine I hadn’t seen since graduation.  We had talked a time or two online but that’s it.  His name is Josh Lowery (JoshLowery.com) and it turns out we have similar interests.  Web/Graphic Design things mostly, so we just chatted about that.  I told him about California and how things went over there, why I’m back, what I’m hoping to work on, etc.  In the middle of talking about school one of our classmates walked in.  She said “hey Josh” really awkwardly and just walked by without a “hey Kyle.”  It was awkward, so I laughed it off.  She never really liked me much, lol.  Anyways the rest of the lunch went well and we just talked and laughed about a ton of things.  I’m sure many in our class would raise an eyebrow to see both of us sitting there chatting it up like that but whatever, High School is over ha ha.

Afterwards I went home and just worked on a few small things until 2:30 or so when me and Brad headed to Youngstown to play some tennis.  Brad is my best friend without a doubt, and we’ve shared some hilarious times together.  Tennis is on of my favorite sports to play next to Hockey, Ping Pong, and Volleyball.  I hadn’t played in months so I was rusty (obviously), but we had a great time.  We kept laughing as we played about how it used to be when we played at Lewport (a local school that has courts).  Brad used to get so mad when he lost and I give him grace because that guy had the worst luck in the world.  Stupid ridiculous things would happen to him on a regular basis.  Like he would lose every game then go over and his water bottle cape would fall off as he drank and soak him, that kind of stuff.

It was already 5:30 or so when I got home from playing so I started to get ready on and off that next hour and a a half.  Vintage starts at about 8 but I like to get there around 7:30 to hang out with folks.  On my way I got stuck behind this annoying truck.  Not big truck, just a normal sized annoying vehicle with a wide back end.  He was going the speed limit so bravo, but sorta hovering just below it and I was running late.  I didn’t want to speed but I wanted to be right at 45mph, not 43 lol.  Because his back end was so wide and he was riding the line as a result of his cell phone antics, I couldn’t see around him….grr.

I arrived at Vintage and saw a few friends that missed me.  I got the same kind of responses as Sunday Morning which was that surprised goofy face everyone makes when they’re shocked to see someone.  It was especially comical when Ashley Stromberg saw me and I said “hey ashley” and she said “hey!” and then looked back down.  About 2 second later she snapped her head back up, “omg wait a minute what are you doing here!  give me a hug!” LOL.  It didn’t hit her until a few seconds had passed who she was looking at.  Either way Vintage continued on and the message was really great.  It had a lot to do with what we spoke about late on the 4th of July at Brads house.  Submitting to Government according to Romans 12.  It’s a tough pill to swallow for some but I practically live by that concept.  Not the government part, but the hiding meaning behind that sort of mentality.  If God is sovereign, and he knows all, that means nothing happens without his say so.  Not a car accident, death, sprained ankle, bitter argument, and especially who is over you in authority.  We focus too much on what we’re asked to do and less on the who, something that Romans 12 tries to point out.  Only when the who asks us to do something blatantly wrong is it ok to resist, and there is nothing wrong with questioning authority…but we do need to be careful and discerning.  God works through human authority…he always has.  See I’m not of the mindset that God just makes things happen down on earth in a direct way.  If you consider the fact that you have billions of people all moving throughout their lives and interacting with each other, what you have is a giant mangled mess of interaction effecting everyones daily outcome.  If a guy slams on his breaks in traffic, that ripple is felt a long way back.  Perhaps he didn’t do that?  That means everyone who was effected by it gets to wherever they were going a few seconds late which for some could mean missing their chance to see that one person in their life, or it means that their life was just saved as they would’ve been hit by another car running a red light.  A few seconds matters…and I think God works through the lives of everyone on earth knowing exactly how each one effects another and in return puts His Will into effect.  Can you imagine that?  Being able to keep track of all those interactions throughout the day, 365 days a year, for billions of people?  We tend to think about how big the universe is to compare to God’s size, or His Word to judge his vast intelligence but just mathematically the idea of keeping track of every single movement of an individual throughout their entire lifetime and multiplying that by everyone on the planet, then being able to keep track of it all at once is enough for me to understand Gods size.

Either way it was a good day and ending it at Applebees with friends was great.  I got home and stayed up again because I was just too awake.  We’ll see how long it takes me to get back on track…

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