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ImageToday marks the 1 year anniversary of when I asked Cory to be my wife. It the most epic day and it started by her encouraging me to go outside and spend time with the Lord. There he re affirmed his call to me to ask Cory to be my wife.

On a hill in Italy at the last remaining moments of sunlight. It was a perfect day. I set up the 5d MK II with a 50mm lens to record and had to restart it 3 times because it only records 14 minutes at a time. Surrounded by olive trees she said yes, of course.

A year later God has shown me so much through her. No one in my life has taught me more in fact. She has taught me about forgiveness, true love, respect and so much about Jesus. As honestly as I can the difficult times have only brought us closer together because of the grace God has given us. She is my best friend and my favorite travel companion. We have already gone to Europe, Mexico and Fiji together. We have produced 96 films and are continuing after her 11th knee surgery last week to shred at life together.

You can see a video of her doing BMX here

Scroll over and look for the “Team Zico Application Video”

 

I love you Cory. 

 

 

The Lord knows how to rescue righteous men from their trials. So pursue righteousness asking the Holy Spirit to carry you. Do not try on your own accord but ask God to reveal impure motives even while pursuing his kingdom.
As for evangelism, don’t wait any longer, the time is now to tell the person you are praying for the good news. I was with a very amazing person today who was on drugs and living apart from God. Someone during his college career asked him if he had heard the Good news. My friend said, “What good news?” The response was Jesus is coming back.
What moment are you waiting for? Consider this the prompting from the spirit as I do not write these words on my own or by my own desire, although by God’s grace and power I can say I share the desire that you would go and tell the world of your faith. But again, not on your own accord or strength. Not sure what that means? Ask the lord, and humble yourself. Ask him to point out what is keeping you from the fullness of christ’s love.
If you have Christ’s love you will not need to wait for a ministry opportunity to minister but in love your ministry will perfect.

I don’t even need my eyes open to type anymore. I know all the keys, where they are and the designated finger assigned to press. I think and then type, sometimes type as I think, deleting the incorrectly spelled words, then continuing.  I could do it all with my eyes closed.

I read the bible again today. I chose the flip-till-you-feel-good approach and came to the verses on love in 1 Cor 13:4-8 Love is patient, love is kind.It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

It was great to read. I was on my roof on the Detroit Skyline with the wind blowing and the sun peaking in an out of fast moving low lying cumulus clouds.  I prayed after reading that to see where God was telling me to apply that message. I first thought of my good friends that I have that I don’t give grace to sometimes. But then my mind went to how often that passage is used in weddings and how cliche it has become to put in weddings.Well I am not going to use that in my wedding I thought. Then I thought that thought was silly as God’s word is so good and might strike a cord with someone needing to hear it.

The wind picked up and I headed inside to make a call for my Ukraine trip. I sat at my computer to look for hotels in Dumbo, Brooklyn, NY for Sat night for the group going over there and heard someone calling my name from the street. I recognized the voice as my homeless friend that I have been helping out for the past two years. I suppose he, Bruce, had seen me on my balcony on the 8th floor a few minutes before.  I felt uninclined to come to my window to answer his calling.

“Steve? Is Steve up there? Steve?” It continued. In the middle of calling out to all the strangers around him in front of the jazz club, he saw me and asked me for help.

“If I came to my balcony”, I thought, “then I would come downstairs and ask him, ‘What do you need?’ I already know what he needs”, I continued thinking. “He needs change or bottles and I have just sent more bills out with checks in them than I have money in my account.” I don’t have change and I don’t have bottles.

The voice asked my name a few more times and then it stopped.  About 4 months ago, when it was really cold, I bought Bruce a place to stay for 3 weeks and told him he needed to get a job and stuff. Nothing came from it so I discontinued putting money towards him for a free home.

I looked out the window after all that thought to see if he was around to see. Nope. He had gone on. 5 hours later in the shower a thought came to me, “How do you love others who call out to you?” and more importantly, “Love never ends” which was in the scripture I read hours before. Love never ends. Unlike God’s grace I came to a place where I thought I knew the boundaries of showing others love.

Praise be to God for his grace. I, we, call out to God time and time again out of disbelief when he knows our needs and will supply for them.

In the middle of the lessons you learn, don’t only try and apply them to your past decisions, don’t only try and write them on your heart for future times, but be still and understand more times than none will your lesson be directly and deliberately equipping you for your present.  I have denied Bruce the past 3 or 4 times the things he needs becuase he choses to be on the streets instead of getting off of them.  I come to God the same way Bruce comes to me, for provision, but I deny bruce because he wont change. I usually don’t change, at least not quickly, and God doesn’t deny me.

I am humbled and pray that his shows his mercy on me so that I can show mercy on others.

I am currently writing my naration for a 20 minute movie I shot in italy. the scenes are dreamy/dramatic black and white films of italy in the spring. If you read this, please tell me your thoughts.

opening lines set to visuals…
It is not my point for you to understand.
Our life finds;
tongues in trees
books in the running brooks
sermons in the stones
and good in everything.
In our life we will find vigour
and victory and depression and defeat.
Exempt from a public hunt After breath is gone
did four loves breath us or we spend them?
eros, insecurities reveal the tops of dreams
philia, run high over streams
Storge, with bridges over our shadows
Agape, our hope in today visits yesterdays gallows.
When love finally resurrects, even the poet dies.

Steps backward in flesh are steps forward in spirit. so when your back is finally against life’s ropes, know that you are facing everything with the unlimited power of God the instant you reach for him. When we serve God at our best we often confuse that as He and I strength but when we serve God at our worst it can only be seen as He Strength. Whether at our best or worst, let us remember at the second situations switch for better or worse, richer or poorer, in good health and sick, that in God is where we need to be.

Ezek 1-3, 2 Corinthians 11

A combination of artist and advocacy are the qualities and makes of a visual journalist. In the end it is up to the instincts that drives us as journalists one way or another, even if the outcome of our choices don’t produce a direct positive effort in our lives. To present cases for change by being there for strangers, friends, associates and peers will be what the vj inherently does when the crossroads of truth presented and what is the forgotten are approached.

This world needs the mixture of viewpoints. for there are four main types of viewpoints/people, the extremists, the moderates, the pacifists and then the (visual) journalist (who moderates all extremes in the most pacifist-ical way possible; by presenting visually, moments that we witness yet are removed from to leave open room for interpretation.

Me on the 61st floor of the Empire State Building

Me on the 61st floor of the Empire State Building, yes, with a golden tripod

Hoan, 21, born without legs, came to America in October to talk around the country about the affects of Agent Orange.

Some off the moments of 21 year old Hoan’s travels while she went around the country telling people about the affects of dioxin agent orange.  More Photographs, a video, to come and a written article too.

Hoan climbs into the car.

Hoan climbs into the car.

Hoan, 21, crawls over a barrier at the overlook of San Francisco.

Hoan, 21, crawls over a barrier at the overlook of San Francisco.

Hoan visits prosthetics doctor in hope of new legs.

Hoan visits prosthetics doctor in hope of new legs.

From the outside to the in, Hoan has very little fear of both mental and physical obstacles in her life. She smiles more than anyone I know and in the next post about her, you too can see how her life is lived and learn more about the amazing stories of the millions like her being born today in Vietnam because of what America sprayed in Vietnam over 30 years ago.

How do you cope/conquer your fears?

Just an encouraging word for people who are in difficult times. Please understand that God is always there for you and has a plan for you if you come to him.  I would like to remind you that Christianity is not about Christians, it is about Christ.

Stand firm in faith with me, with all believers, encouraging our brothers and sisters in Christ as Christ encourages us and I encourage you. Tomorrow God has appointments in your fears and you CAN conquer them with the full armor of our Lord. It is not time to sleep or stand content, it is not time to put hope in our president (whom I support), but it is time to be a light reflecting in the true hope and true love that is Christ Jesus. Speak in love. Praise God.

Praise God for all of you brothers and sisters. I wish I had time to write all that God has been teaching me over these past weeks of travel documenting everything from Barack Obama to victims of Agent Orange, painters to volunteers, airports to fellow journalists. I want to and will Lord willing do so in the next week.

I leave for NYC for a big shoot I have on Monday and Tuesday next week. Please pray. I will then stay in NYC for 6 more days. Pray for my ministry and confidence in Christ.

I have to get the energy to write sometimes. Like now. But the experience i lived without the energy to write is not relayed for or by you who are reading my entry. This is the basic story and I will go into the stylized written in detail story hopefully tomorrow. I have had to take a day to think how to tell this story because it only had to do with 5 minutes of my life.

A beautiful Swedish blond woman crashed her bike late at night behind my back. I turned around and she was ending her fall, already mostly on the ground, and all I saw was her head hit the ground. What followed was surreal. I have to tell it like I saw it. And how I see things in this context is like a movie I am in and at the same time filming in my mind. I will have to tell you later.

All of the story is with my brother and his fiance, Maria, 4 days before their wedding on Saturday, in a castle, on an island, in Sweden.

The weather here is beautiful. I am staying in Linkoping. I took a lot of time today to eat ice cream from various vendors. Also ate 3 real german brauts.

Chris and Maria in an old church from 1280 AD. I wonder if people back then had a better understanding of Christ.

Chris and Maria in an old church from 1280 AD. I wonder if people back then had a better understanding of Christ.