Calming my Waters

Tonight at Youth, I came early so I could practice with the Praise Band and hopefully play some guitar next week with them. When it got down to the wire Steve asked me if I wanted to play tonight instead of next week, even though we had already determined I wasn't going to play tonight. I, of course, being the big ego'd headed person I am, said yes... When we started playing the first song I did alright, then again with the second, but then I got all messed up and started slowing way down or playing the wrong chord, or making something totally random up mixing two chords together etc, It didn't sound pretty, I'm sure. but it was the FIRST time I had played;

• in front of more than 3 people at a time
• with someone on drums, a bass and people singing
• on stage
• not for my own enjoyment
• for God
• on a wednesday night
• in the church
• etc etc

and Steve said I did just fine, although I think he may have been making some of it up to make me feel better (lol).

Then Matt came up and gave his message on how to prepare people to hear the good news and even challenged us to really think about our salvation. (By now, I've gotten this feeling, this intense strange feeling, I'd felt calm. I'd felt more calm than I have in the past 4 months combined. It felt good needless to say) He said he'd been struggling on whether to do this one or not but God said someone in the crowd needed to hear it. That someone, was me. It really made me think about my salvation and my Christian life, and the rollercoaster ride I've put myself on. So God, and Matt, thank you for presenting tonight. It's really helped me think about who God wants me to be and where I need to get going.

I would ask anyone who reads this to pray for my message next Wednesday and that I'll keep myself in line in order to give it, I do not want to go up there like a hippocrate teaching what I don't practice myself.

We're Going to the Zoo... Wait a Second, I LIVE IN ONE!!!

Well, we went to the Omaha Zoo with the youth group on saturday, and I thought it would be fun to bring my 8 year old cousin, Caitlin, it was, until it was time to come home... God, I do not want kids, Amen... She was really good all day, chasing (and actually touched two) peacocks, playing with Charly, and seeing the animals. She jumped from person to person as far as holding people's hands, first it was Micky's, then mine, then Sheri's, then Casey's, then Casey and Sheri's!!! (I'll upload a picture later that will convince you these two are meant to have kids)

It was quite an eventful day, first Caitlin got a crush on Andrew, (sorry dude, it was cute and funny, apparently you're pretty hot stuff to all the 8 and 9 year olds lol jk) and was constantly asking on the way there "Where's Andrew?!?!?!?!?!" and then we got to lunch, we had an hour and could have gone anywhere from Fazzoli's to BK to RED LOBSTER!!! and Caitlin chooses... McDonalds Wah wah waaaaahhh... so after lunch we go on to Omaha, and there's a big College Baseball game going on right next to the zoo, we parked probably 3/4 to a mile away from the zoo, and Charly (who will from now on be referred as to Chuck) needed a hat to keep her out of the sun, so we go to the giftshop... BIG NO NO!!!!Caitlin wanted to buy and wanted to buy RIGHT NOW!!! So after callin' Mama and explainin the whole situation, she finally said ok we''ll wait. The rest of the day was fine and fun until it was time to leave... one four letter word you never wanna hear at when you've parked a long ways away, R-A-I-N... it started to sprinkle but we could tell it was going to pour, we got in and out of the giftshop as soon as we could. I picked up Caitlin and started to walk with Casey, Sheri, Micky, Chuck to the vehicles, the others had gone ahead. We ran and walked and jogged and I even walked backwards and passed people, it was an exhausting walk... but we made it!

It's Funny how Song Lyrics can Sum up a Life...

I was listening to the radio and heard this song and thought about my life in this particular time... I realize it's not very promising but the part that really describes it is in bold and the part that really really describes it is in bold and italics... say what you will, the truth is the truth.

Artist: Shinedown
Song: Burning Bright

I feel like there is no need for conversation
Some questions are better left without a reason
And I would rather reveal myself than my situation
Now and then I consider, my hesitation
The more the light shines through me
I pretend to close my eyes
The more the dark consumes me
I pretend I'm burning, burning bright

I wonder if the things I did were just to be different
To spare myself of the constant shame of my existence
And I would surely redeem myself in my desperation
Here and now I'll express, my situation

[CHORUS (2)]

There's nothing ever wrong but nothing's ever right
Such a cruel contradiction
I know I cross the lines its not easy to define
I'm born to indecision
There's always something new some path I'm supposed to choose
With no particular rhyme or reason

[CHORUS (2)]

Jeep Rider's Disease... aka ouch

Back in WWII over 70,000 soldiers were ailed with what was known as "Jeep Rider's Disease" or a Pilonidal Cyst. It is basically a cyst on the coccyx, or tailbone. They only occur in .026% of the US population, so I guess I can say I'm a new member of a club that's very rare to get into... Oh how I wish I wasn't... It hurts, it hurts to sit down, it hurts to lay down, it hurts to drive, it hurts to ride, it hurts to bend over, it hurts... period. So here's my initiation story to this elite club...

Osborn; 1545 hours; phone call, to "Dad"

"Is there any way you can do the mowing at the city park, it hurts really bad to sit down on this thing, i think my broken tailbone is moving"
Dad- "Well it won't get done today but I guess if you can't do it you can't do it"
Me- "Thanks dad"
END PHONE CALL

Cameron; 1415 hours
I tell mom my tailbone is hurting and I need a doc appointment. I schedule one for 0800 hours Monday 16 June 2008. I go to church after icing it for a while. When I return home, it hurts even worse. Mom and I watch TV until 2115 hours and I go to dad's, sitting on a pillow the whole drive.

Osborn; 2145 hours; pain level, 7.5; medication of choice, Aleve.
I tell dad, and it is obvious, I'm in pain. We go to bed shortly after.

Osborn; Thursday 12 June 0045 hours; bed; pain level, 9
I called mom, in tears the pain was so bad. I couldn't sleep because I couldn't find a comfortable position to lay in due to the pain. She said we'd get an earlier appointment and to try to fall asleep. I went in and finally fell asleep. I don't get service in dad's house so when she tried calling and texting me, I never got them. I was awakened by the sound of the door opening and mom looking for me. I got up and we decided to go to the ER.

Cameron; 0155 hours; pain level 8
We get to the ER and tell them we think it's my Tailbone. The doctor looks at it and instantly says, look's like a Pilonidal Cyst to me. They gave me a shot, I will never figure out how they fit a golfball through the surrenge, and some pain meds, sent my pained little butt home.

Cameron; 0250 hours; pain level 6
We got home and ate some cereal, I went to bed around 0430 hours when I could finally sleep.

Cameron; 0900 hours; painlevel 5
I woke up, took my medicines and laid on the couch bored as a 2X4 all day. Nothing really happened.

Cameron; 1500 hours; painlevel 2 (thank you pain pills, or no thanks?)
I had started feeling sick and thought it was possibly the pain pills. I called the doctors office and they said just take Aleve instead of them. I threw up immediately after hanging up. I haven't taken them since, felt fine since then too.

and the rest of the story is boring, just like me sitting around for two days!

I have to have surgery soon to have it drained, this could put me out of work for a while UGH! I hate not working. not working = no money!

Prayers would be nice, but not necessary... or are they???

thank you for reading my ridiculous blog that i made into a military log for no reason!