kylegilbert

Well, we found a great deal on Craig’s list, so I purchased some boxes and unloaded them in our garage.  It took two trips, but it made me proud of my Jeep.

As of tonight (technically yesterday), our house is on the market for sale.  To help show off the house I put together this web page last night.

There’s a ton of great things about my parents.  They’ve raised me to love God and care about His church, and I know they would do anything for me, but tonight I’ve been thinking of a really funny thing about my dad.

My dad is seriously tough.  He’s the kind of guy that could accidentally gash his arm working on the lawn or cut off a finger with a chainsaw and never cry out in pain.  In fact, the only way you’d know anything was wrong was the presence of blood.  (I’m exaggerating on the injuries a bit – my dad still has all his fingers, but I think you get the point.)  He’s very tough, in the good sense of the word.

But what’s even better is that even though my dad is tough, he’s still affectionate.  He gives me hugs, and he tells me that he loves me.

I love my dad, and I’m very glad to be his son.

I just got off the phone with a friend of mine that found out that he probably has terminal cancer. More shocking than that news was the way he responded when I asked him how he was doing. He said he was delighted and excited that he might soon be with God. To put it in his own words “I’m on cloud nine.”

What do you think about his response? Is this a guy who has faith that will be commended by God, or is it something else? Is this a response we should all aspire to in similar situations, or is it foolish and insensitive? I’ve always wondered about this myself, and I’m curious to hear some opinions.

And here’s an important piece of information I haven’t shared yet: he’s got a wife and kids.

Yesterday in both of the morning services, I announced my coming resignation as Associate Pastor of Southcliff to move to Knoxville, TN, and take on the position of Communications Pastor at Faith Promise Church.

It’s really hard to say goodby to Southcliff, but Keri and I both feel that this is what God is leading us to do.

Here’s a video of me reading my letter of resignation as well as Dr. Marr giving me (and Josh Whitehead – my buddy who is the Executive Pastor at Faith Promise) a bit of a ribbing.

 A few weeks ago, I was challenged by my friend Spencer to venture out of the realm of still graphics and into the world of video. I really enjoyed the experience, and I hope to get to do more work like that in the future.

Here’s one of the videos I put together using the radius logo I made for the college ministry last year:

I’ve posted a few more here.

Same repair job, but a different response.  She’s very sensitive to loud sounds, so this was our solution.

How cool is this?  I needed to repair the transition strips from our wood floor, and Van Van decided to help me out.  What a cool little guy.

And yes, I was wearing my pajamas.

Lately, I’ve been staying up very late most nights.  In fact, there were two nights this past week when I tried to go to bed early, and I ended up laying there unable to sleep until after 1:00 am.  I guess my body is adapting to less sleep than I really need, and that concerns me.

What also concerns me is that I’ve started to wear my lack of sleep like a badge of honor.  What’s up with that?  I guess it’s just another of the strange ways I try to justify my existence and prove my worth.  Instead of basing my worth on my adoption by God through Jesus, I’m still trying to prove it in silly ways.

Father, help me to trust you and see my worth through the cross rather than trying to prove myself.

One of the senior adult ladies at our church gave me an alarm clock for Christmas. It’s got a giant digital readout with red numbers, and it even has a projector so I can shoot the time on the ceiling, or the wall, or Keri’s sleeping face.

I love it, but Keri thinks it’s satanic. I think it might be because it has this weird flicker (imagine it occasionally switching from 2 to 3 and back again multiple times in a second), and because the projector randomly turns itself off and on. The best part is that sometimes it projects strange mangled digital contortions rather than the time, and when it does that, you can’t turn off the projector.

I love my alarm clock, and it makes me laugh. Fortunately, Keri puts up with it. She’s pretty cool like that.