TREVOR'S WRITING

I have this thing called Site Meter at the bottom of my blog. It keeps track of how many people have visited my blog (because I am a numbers person)...it also keeps track of how people got to my site. So I can track where people are getting referred from. Usually it doesn't know where you come from, but sometimes it shows me that people got there from someone else's blog who has a link to mine, or that they got there from my facebook page, or whatever. But every once in a while it will show that people got here from a google search or some other search engine. I have pulled out a few of my favourites just to show you (by the way you can see all the same things as I can by just clicking on the SiteMeter icon at the bottom of this page). People are most often referred to my blog by google when they search information on Ice Bergs, but they have also been referred to my blog when they punched the following things into google (these are direct quotes): unexplained swelling of both

I have entered the dark underworld of a mustache growing contest, having been drawn in by Nicky's (my wife's) brothers. This is a picture of how put together I looked without a mustache. If you look at the picture below, it would seem that the mustache itself has gotten to me. I am not saying that growing a mustache means you become a drunk, sleazy, stuck in the 80s, trying-to-be-young-but-not-being-successful-at-it type of person, but that is what it has done to me. I find that when I walk I have a different gait, one that I tried to use back in Jr. High...to look cool. I find that I have a renewed passion for wearing hi-top shoes with the laces undone. I have a need to wear brigh t coloured clothing, and I have been looking for acid-wash pants at Value Village (unsuccesfully). The thing is that I also have many good friends who are growing mustaches, and have had mustaches for a long period of time, it doesn't seem to have this kind of impact on them. I work at a churc

Talking about how much I love people on my cell phone - while giving the finger to other drivers (who are so stupid), wearing gap jeans, listening to ripped music, on my cheap "made in china" MP3 player, driving a huge gas guzzling SUV, on my way to a $25 movie (I need popcorn) about the Blood Diamonds (crazy how rich people take advantage of the poor), drinking a $5 Red Bull, and wearing a Cambodian made T-Shirt (The children in Cambodia need my support, otherwise they will never be able to keep their "jobs.") Anything else?

I think we all misunderstand love...I spoke about love this last Friday at a youth event. I was talking about how great God's love is for us. How he loves us even though he knows all the crap that is in our lives. Do we truly get how much he loves us? Can we ever understand that? I don't think I could ever be like Jesus...you know, die for someone who hates me or is actively doing things against me. If I can't be like that, can I really understand the love that he has for me? But, I really think that if we actually do understand his love for us, it will revolutionize the way that we live our life, the way that we experience life, and the way that we view life. Until we do understand God's love (and I do think that it is possible to), and allow ourselves to experience God's love, we can not live life to the full, neither can we love other people in the way that we should. Romans 5:8 (New International Version) 8But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While

This is the group of people I work with...I need some help! I come to the office everyday and these are the people I encounter. They are not normal, they are crazy! I do not fit in at all. Actually I really enjoy working with these people they have been inspiring to me and a lot of fun to be around. I hope that others of you get to work with people like this. It is great to go to the church everyday. Below are just the Pastor's...I obviously carry a deep respect for them!