Now isn't this the life! It was so nice outside today that I took each of my classes out to draw some wildlife (trees, flowers, and what not). I got to sit down and enjoy the sunshine while they drew...how great is that. 

Sometimes in life, there are opportunities you think only knock once…and if you don’t answer you are out of luck. Other times there are situations where you have to let things go, which are never going to return. But there are brief moments in life that are so amazing, and some call to chance, an occurrence in which you are giving a second go around. If you die to yourself, and give up control…you realize that God is in charge…and he has his plan. His will is what is important not ours…but oh how hard it is to really let go.

Will I ever truly let go and trust him? There is one thing in life I want more than anything else…the drive inside of me is so strong it makes me feel like I will burst sometimes. The girl I would like to marry someday…will God ever allow that to ever happen? He may not, and I am supposed to be ok with that. The fact is, I don’t know that I am. It is hard to imagine what it would be like without her around. How much I see God through her, and God work through her makes me so amazed at his power and sovereignty. She is so beautiful, funny, smart, stubborn, fun, and did I mention beautiful. The list is endless of why I want to be her husband, but does she want to be my wife? No...just friends I suppose...but will she ever want to be more? That question haunts me like a shadow…I can’t shake it. I know deep down she loves me, even if she won’t say it…her actions tell me she does. Her words and actions tell me how deeply she cares for me...without ever having her say "I love you." So here I continue to sit, patiently waiting for God to make the move and for me to be moved. Trying not to crumble in my doubts, and fears...trying to hold on to the hope that God knows best...and the knowledge that he loves us all very much. He wants the best for us...even if we won't admit it...which is hard to do sometimes. There is nothing else I can do, except to wait for God to move in one direction or the other, pray for continued patience, and strong faith to know HE has HIS plan...even if it does not come close to what my plans want to be. I want to do his will...and give up my own.

Being Darth Vader rules

Darth Vader....or is it?

So I went to the movies dressed as Darth Vader...since Anikan finally becomes Darth in the movie. Note...that this is only part of the costume. It is missing my light saber, and cape...which I did wear at the theater. I brought it to school on Thursday and wore it for my kids. That is where this picture came from. I will post pics from the movie when I get them. I won best costume from Z101.7 and I got my picture taken with little kids and even some adults. Jason Adams from the Morning Show interviewed me on the radio the next day. My students thought it was really cool.

Although I was a rather short Darth Vader....it didn't stop from instilling fear into one small little girl who cried because I was so "scary". I came back a little while later and she finally shook my hand and gave Darth a hug. :o) Another little kid walked up to me and asked "Are you dat guy from the moothie?"...it was so cute. Holly couldn't believe it. I also had a light saber duel with another movie-goer in the theater before the movie started....the place went crazy...it was so much fun.

I know...I am a dork...but it was so much fun.

Full Costume Shot without saber and cape

The Force is Strong with this One.

In lieu of the Star Wars hype...I wanted to toot my own horn.


I won opening night tickets off the radio last week....HAHAHAHA!

"Luke....I am your Father!"

Buying stolen cars...

So another reason not to go to auctions...the car you buy is a stolen vehicle.


Ya..that is what happened to me. I was on my way to get the title for the vehicle and I get a phone call from the sherriff's dept. "Mr. Corr...were you aware that the 1950 Suburban you have purchased may be a stolen vehicle?!" (WTF! what I say to myself in my head).

"Ummm...No!" I reply

"Well actually sir, it was a "misplaced" vehicle two years ago and it has come to our attention that you may have said vehicle"...the sergent

"Really...but we have the title"..."am I in trouble"...

"No...it is a civil matter now and I will leave it up to you and the previous owners to decide what to do."...end of conversation

So I get the owners telephone # and give 'em a call. They are surprised and interested in coming to see the vehicle. Now legally the vehicle belongs to me...even though circumstances took it out the their possession 2 years ago. But I tried to do the "right" thing and let them see if they wanted it back. Long story short...that was Saturday, and they haven't gotten back to me after they looked at it. So I still have my cool 50's cruiser...for now.

Of all the luck!

Modern Day Dukes of Hazard

Think they got away?

My crazy car friend Keith sent this to me the other day via email. It's kind of entertaining if you like car chases ;o)

Why I shouldn't go to auctions...

My dad called me yesterday to go check out an auction for him. I didn't buy anything that he wanted though...I didn't make it in time.

However, I did by something kind of by accident. You see they started the auction for this car...and asked who would start the bidding...so I said $50. The auctioneer went on and on...no one else bid. So he said he would have to check with the owner...the owner sold it for $50.

The cool part is...It is a 1950 Suburban Carryall...which is rare...and it is 90% complete. It is just in pieces. SO now I have a new project or I am going to sell it and make $$$. We'll see...it depends if someone lets me keep it or not. ;o)

Mission to Germany Webpage

Ok...so I was decided upon to create a website for the trip. Here is a link for it http://www.freewebs.com/erivmissions/

Tell me what you think so far.

Eventually it will have all of the people who are going pictures and faith bios. We will be able to update it too...oh ya...we are also going to have a blog site linked off the page.

Gum Update

After telling many people about the "gum" incident, I have been overwhelmed with choices that I "should've" made. My personal favorite, open a hymnal and tear out a page to spit it into. But no...would be wrong....FUNNY...but wrong.


My father preceeded to tell Holly and I about how my grandmother (all of 4 1/2 feet tall) and my great aunts (very similar in stature) balled him out at the luncheon following the cemetary visit. I kind of wish I could've been there to see a bunch of little ol' ladies give it to this guy. I had to go coach a baseball game, otherwise I might've seen it all unfold. I guess they were kind of relentless...not to the point of yelling....but really guilting him and scolding him for his poor actions. WOW!

Anyways...I knew that some of you might want to know that.

Would God chew gum?

My aunt passed away this past week. She was 89 years old, and was the last one of my deceased grandfather's 4 sibling still living. Five in all, with my grandfather being the youngest. She was Catholic and most of that side of the family is, so of course there was a Catholic funeral at a Catholic church. It was a descent service with the priest delivering a fairly "heart" felt message like he knew the woman as well as the rest of the family (which I am convinced he did not). But that is another story....

So there I am sitting third row from the front, along side my grandmother (to my right), and my father (to her right). There is some immediate family in the second row, and her son and step daughter with grandsons in the first row. My legs began to get tired from all the ups and downs and different prayers. It seemed strange to me (I am not Catholic), but I tried to be honoring to my grandmother and deceased aunt and did my best to follow. Finally there comes a moment for silent meditation...we are asked to remain standing. I am there thinking about Aunt Frannie in heaven (or pergatory if I was Catholic) playing shuffle board with John Paul II...when all of a sudden I notice the paster coming down from his pulpit and walking down the second isle in my direction. He stops right in front of me and leans in to tell me something...

Figuring it had something to do with being a casket bearer, I leaned forward to hear his instructions...and his response....

"You must remove the gum from your mouth...this is the holy temple of God and it is rude to have gum in your mouth so you need to get rid of it immediately!"

WTF....Is he serious?! I am suppose to be meditating about my always smiling aunt. I couldn't believe it....as I remove my gum...he wanders back to his authoritative throne in front. The kicker is...I wasn't even chewing the gum...it was kind of just in my mouth...I don't even know how he saw it...let alone let it bother him so much he needed to interrupt my silent meditation over my aunt's death to tell me to remove it. I was so mad that I really didn't even respond to him...except to say "sorry I offended you" as I removed the gum. I should've handed it to him and said "thank you for being a servant of the lord", and asked him to "please throw it away for me". But I didn't...I didn't want to make a scene at the funeral.

Afterward, I helped carry the casket to the hurse...and stopped him. Sorry I offended you I said. And before I could say another word, he said that "it is ok, it is just sad that in a Christian society people just do not know how act properly and next time you will know better"....and walked away. Are you kidding me right now?! I didn't even get to say something...I wanted to tell him that first of all...society is far from a Christian society...I don't know what box you are living under...and even if it were...would God care if I had gum in my mouth at my aunt's funeral? NO!! Secondly, I would've said that building of brick and wood is just a building...it isn't a holy temple of God. God doesn't live there...he lives in our hearts...not in buidlings! And lastly, that if Jesus were standing there with me, do you think he would've care that much...or would he have maybe had gum in his mouth too?! What a confused and power hungry individual! I tried not to judge him in my heart, but I think I may have. I wanted to rebuke him, and correct his wrongful actions, but he didn't even give me a chance to speak. Only God can change a man's heart. So I will pray for him.

But when it comes down to it, I hope there is Gum in heaven so that Jesus and I can meet that man...both of us blowing bubbles with our gum and asking him if he might want some. That would be great...cuz I really think that God would chew gum.

Dreams and God

I woke up from a vivid dream early this morning. It was the strangest I have had in a very very long time.

Chuck Hill and I were fishing. But we did not have any poles. Simply a strange fish manual and our hands. We wadded in the water and scooped up fish by the handfuls. The water was warm, and the sun's rays brushes our faces. It was a warm yet cold day. Despite the sun's warm appearance, there was a coldness to everything around us.

The sun was shinning bright and you could see down into the crystal clear water. The suns rays revealed the multitude of fish in the stream running into the open water. We each carried a special fish book with instructions on how to catch each of the species of fish. I eagerly wanted to catch some perch for some reason and Chuck agreed it would be beneficial. I didn't want to read my book, so Chuck open his book. It's slimy coated outside cover needed prying open to read it's liquid like content filled gooey sheets. Our books appeared to be fishlike themselves...so odd. But hey had the answers...how to catch the fish.

To our right was a ledge, and I walked far up it to look down into the water. It was a ledge against a cliff wall, about ten feet from the water's surface. From the ledge, I could see some huge fish that I wanted to catch. Chuck warned me to come down, and I ignore him. I wanted the big fish....CRASH!!! The ledge gave way...sending me plunging into the dark clear water. The fish don't move...so I try to grab them...but they grab me instead. They took me deep into the water and I faught against their sharp razor teeth. They let go...and I swam hard to get back to Chuck. For some reason I could breath under the water...but it was getting harder. The giant fish swam with me and stared me in the face...smiling and revealing their teeth once more. I reached for Chuck but he can't get me.....The giant fish raced toward me...teeth glaring...

POOF! The dream ends...and I am in my bed. I immediately ask God what it means...and he answers me in my head. (I am not sure what is more fightning...the dream or the instaneous answer from God) My answer...Do not always go after the big fish. I give you what you need and people to help you. Be prepared for what you seek and the big issues won't tear you apart. You had the answers in your book, but refused to be prepared. You didn't listen to sound advice and you were reckless. I am in control. Be fishers of men, but beware that not all men can be caught. Guard yourself in me, do not let temptation drown you.

I tried to go back to sleep...but I was a little freaked. Eventually I managed some beauty sleep, but the dream was still in my head with those words when I awoke in the morning. I told Holly and she told me to blog it...so here it is.

More than meets the Eye

Ok...so it is coming...it is really coming! I can not wait...

Yes I am a cartoon loving freak and this is my favorite series next to GI Joe.

Hillarious...for any race fans out there

Ok you gotta turn your speakers on for this one. Brought to you by Crazy Frog.

It's been awhile

It has been awhile since I have blogged...so I kind of feel like I have been being a slacker. Which is most oftenly true. I tend to leave things until the last minute or forget about things I should remember. But I think everyone does that from time to time.

Anyways....

I have been struggling with giving God control lately...well actually it has always been an issue with me...but lately I have come to notice it more. I like to be in charge of the things I do. I always want to be the fixer of situations...gotta have my way. But recently, I have been trying to do less of it. It isn't so easy...especially if you have been doing it for like 26 years. Listening for God and being quiet...letting him move me like the wind gently moving a feather through the sky. Geez...it is tough though. There are some things in life that I want to happen and I want them right now...but I am learning to be still. My friend HMB can attest to the fact this is an issue with me...or my friend Nick....or Eric....or just about anyone who knows me well.

It becomes ever so evident in things like phone calls. I give my friends like ummm....maybe an hour to call me back and then I bug the crap out of them by calling and calling and calling repeatedly because they haven't called me back yet. What the heck...am I an idiot...that drives me nuts when people do it to me...so why do I do it then? What did I ever do before I had a stupid cell phone. I feel like that with God sometimes...I will pray...but if I don't get an answer right away, then I do the phone call thing. Patience is a virtue that is hard to achieve....but I know God is working on me with it.

Mission Trip

Where I am going: Koln, Germany

Time Frame: June 25th-July 3rd.

Purpose: To talk to people and build relationships, in a hope that I can discuss God's desire to have a relationship with people and maybe plant a seed for God to grow.

What I will not be doing: Passing out Jesus pamplets, digging wells, etc. etc.

What you can do: Pray for me to reach people, and raise the funds for the trip. Some of you may be getting letters asking to help me go...if you feel God telling you to help out than please let me know.

Thanks!

My Car

Ok, so I finally started my website for my car. I know it is wierd, but I am a gearhead and I really want to finish my car. So I made a website to entice sponsors. Let me to what you think if you feel compelled.

State Wrestling Team Finals

So Mason Wrestlers pulled it off...a perfect 36-0 season. The team won the State Division II Team Wrestling title. It was cool being back there after almost ten years...man I can't believe it was that long ago. It was different this time...I was a coach, not a wrestler. I really didn't do much except encourage the kids and aid them in yelling out moves to use. But they toughed it out and won. Congradulations to Mason High School Wrestling Team!

A Dan Update...

Dan's dad is getting worse, the chemo isn't working on the cancer. I have been praying like crazy and I know several of my friends are too. I am asking anyone who reads this to please pray for him and his family.

When in doubt...consult God.

I was having a conversation with a friend about faith and wondering if what we believe is real or not. It wasn't that they doubted things, but that they just had some fleeting questions. I mean sometimes I am even like why is life sometimes so crappy(ak.a. cancer, tradgic deaths, etc.)...what makes God real? So I consulted God's word for some answers. And this is what I came up with:

1 Corinthians 15: 1-6 "Now brothers, I want to remind you of the gospel I have preached to you, which you received and on which you have taken your stand. By this gospel you are saved, IF you hold firmly to the word I have preached you. Otherwise, you believe in vain.
For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, that he was buried, and that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, and that he appeared to Peter, and then to the Twelve. After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep."

1 John 5:11-13 "And this is the testimony: God has given us eternal life, and this life is in his Son. He who has the Son has life; he who does not have the Son of God does not have life.
I write these things to you who believe in the name of the son of God so that you may know that you have eternal life."

John and Paul both write to us explaining that our belief in Jesus is what gives us eternal life. They even give us proof that Jesus's resurrection was real. Faith is something God gives us...it is ok to question...but listen for the answers when the come. God is real.