Love. Hope. Words. Music. Surfing. Community. Airports. Basketball. Comebacks. Metaphors. Microphones. Los Angeles. Paris. Coffee. India. Sincerity. Family. T-Shirts. Sebastian Inlet.
Music
RECENT: Thrice, The Gaslight Anthem, Griffin House, U2, Damion Suomi, The Airborne Toxic Event, The National ALL-TIME: U2, Counting Crows, Ryan Adams, Jeff Buckley, Coldplay, Radiohead, Switchfoot, Jon Foreman, Thrice, Dustin Kensrue, Sleeping at Last, the Honorary Title, Over the Rhine, Patty Griffin, Anberlin, Copeland, Lovedrug, Brand New, Bayside, Interpol, the Jealous Sound, John Mayer, Cat Power, Muse, Youth Group, Pinback, the Killers, the Cure, Embrace, Elbow, Sufjan Stevens, Pedro the Lion, Damien Jurado, Doves, Johnathon Rice, Rocky Votolato, Vedera, Damien Rice, Ben Harper, Mute Math, Bright Eyes, Idlewild, Iron + Wine, Band Marino, Athlete, Kate Earl, Mineral, Phil Wickham, the Fray.
Movies
Brick, Lord of the Rings, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, Crash, I am Sam, About a Boy, Shawshank Redemption, Good Will Hunting, Gladiator, Garden State, Lost in Translation, Great Expectations, A Knight's Tale, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Pirates of the Carribean, Tommy Boy, North Shore
Books
Searching for God Knows What, and Through Painted Deserts (especially the intro) by Donald Miller, Dream Brother by David Browne, The Journey of Desire and Wild at Heart by John Eldredge, Traveling Mercies and Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott, Bono In Conversation with Michka Assayas, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers.
Heroes
I am inspired by my parents and sisters, Martin Luther King, Bono, Johnny Cash, Jon Foreman, Donald Miller, Dustin Kensrue, Gord Marriage, Rob Bell, Josh Loveless, Jon Tyson, Byron Cutrer, Jim Hoyle, Eric Brown, Britt Merrick, Elisha Wright, Gordy Strongitharm, Josh Benfield, Bob Hurley, Kelly Slater, Al Merrick, Ian Soto, Denny Springsteen.
About me: Note to Self:
"And God must be a pretty big fan of 'today', because you keep waking up to it. You have made known your request for a hundred different yesterdays, but the sun keeps rising on this thing that has never been known. Yesterday is dead and over. Wrapped in grace. Those days are grace. You are still alive, and today is the most interesting day. Today is the best place to live."
From Ever Get Home: "Rickey is here now, innocent and mature and inspiring in all of his appreciating. He reminds me of all of them. They are the coolest thing happening on the planet. That new baby Murphy will know so much love and laughter. And Joel's constant sharing, inspiring with his honesty. Kory always wrestling, always aware of the tension. Jorge's kind heart, humble and gold and I hope that we're the same. Griffin cool as shit, leading the change and smart and making people laugh. My dear friend Jon, leading all of them, always sneaking off at midnight, to the middle of Broadway, just him and God and the people stuck in moments. He goes to remember, to say his thousand thanks, to know his Father, to love his city. Someone told me once that New York City was like a person, and I suppose I understand that now. It is difficult to lose a person."
From I'm starting to believe the ocean is much like You: "The building has always come easy - the creative, the words on napkins, the wild open doors. It's easy to always look ahead, to equate success with getting the hell away from where you started. If you're faster than whatever's chasing you, then you never have to pay attention to it. You tell yourself it's okay that the bridges burned. You didn't mean for it to happen, but maybe it's better - I mean, you're not going back, they can't go where you're going.
Or maybe those are lies. Maybe the constant motion is simply a man on the run, a man scared to death of standing still, a man scared to death of what he might find, or what might find him. And maybe the hero's dance is not the run across the burning bridge. Maybe the hero's dance is the pause and the turning to say 'This wasn't meant to burn.' Maybe the leader is the one who looks back and sees something worth fighting for."
From This Broken City: "A couple in love is enjoying a picnic, a moment borrowed from some perfect movie. Nearby, a woman sits in heated conversation with herself, stuck in a moment, still reaching for something she lost years ago. My path divides them, and I can't shake either scene. I want to be the couple. I want the woman to be healed. I don't know the way to either place. My own heart is heavy. Head full of songs, I keep walking. "
From To Write Love on Her Arms.:
"She is full of contrast, more alive and closer to death than anyone I've known, like a Johnny Cash song or some theatre star. She owns attitude and humor beyond her 19 years, and when she tells me her story, she is humble and quiet and kind, shaped by the pain of a hundred lifetimes. I sit privileged but breaking as she shares. Her life has been so dark yet there is some soft hope in her words, and on consecutive evenings, I watch the prettiest girls in the room tell her that she's beautiful. I think it's God reminding her."
From To Whisper Against This. (Alive Inside the Astrodome):
"Young men from New Orleans are doing calculus on cots, finding inspiration in strange new skies. Boys are being boys, moving perfectly from tackle football to toy soldiers on a small strip of turf. Old men laugh at this display of youth, while mothers braid hair and keep children close. One boy smiles bright and points to Payton Mannings autograph on his Jimi Hendrix t-shirt. The quarterback was here yesterday. Dr. Phil is here today. Bill Clinton and George Bush Sr. will be here tomorrow. There are reporters and men with cameras, soldiers and police, doctors and nurses. Men in suits move through, pitching religion while hundreds more live theirs quietly.
It is some stange slice of life, so many characters moving through, me among them. I am seeing so many things; poverty and laughter, rescue and pain. Hope is here too. They are a beautiful broken people. I forget that I am in Houston, as every conversation is New Orleans. I am tasting that famous blend of history and fantasy, music and mayhem, bright lights and darker things. Beneath banners of business and victory, inside a dome built for pleasure, I sit among ten thousand stories."
From Zeke Sanders: You Were Loved:
"i didn't know him well but this is what i knew:
Zeke Sanders was hilarious and kind, small and huge in the same moment. He was humility and rock star, fashion and fishing, alive and encouraging and broken and hopeful and a thousand other things i'll never know. He was simple and complex. He was my friend. Something hopeful in me says he knows now how much he was loved. We will miss his smile, his laughter, his kindness, his tiny jeans and enormous shoes, made for wrestling. We will miss him tomorrow night when we set up, Sunday when we tear down, and Monday morning at Ian's, when it's too quiet. i don't know what else to say. i just have to believe that we are all more loved than we'll ever know. And we're all in this together."
jamie! i think you check your twitter more often but just in case...next saturday (dec. 12th) everyone who went to the shoot is meeting up in union square to chalk it up. are you gonna be in NY? wanna join us? -steph
i just finished reading the rolling stone article and it brought tears to my eyes. you are amazing. you have inspired so many people and helped so many of those in need and that is why you are my hero. keep it up!
i am so very thankful for you, jamie. you are the hands and feet of jesus, and your honesty has inspired me deeply. keep moving for things that matter.
It's time to get crazy in a big way! Tell every metal head, every scene kid that's old enough, every drunk chick, that one guy who walks through the pit all bowed up, everyone in a black shirt, every midget (if you see one), and all of their grandmas that the last BIG metal show of the year is going down at County Line on November 20th starting at 9pm. If you live in a hole under a rock and don't know where County Line is, it is at the intersection of I-95 and US 192 in Melbourne. See you there!!! LCB
Please go on facebook and twitter and give us a shout out athttp://www.facebook.com/TheBreakContest?ref=ts ; andhttp://www.facebook.com/TheBreakContest?ref=ts This will help us play 2010 Bamboozle!! Thanks a bunch!! Hopefully we get the spot!!
Awaken The Bride presents Eternal Glory of an Intercessor with Corey Russel and Guest Worship Leader Dana Russel November 20-22
Registration $25.00 (this includes Eternal Glory Lesson Book) If you already have the book it will be $10.00. Our Friday night ATB service on the 20th will be FREE for those who can't make it to the teachings.
Register By credit card - 407-877-5970 By Check mail to OHOP 495 West Silver Star Road Ocoee, FL 34761
Friday 10 am - Eternal Glory of an Intercessor Part 1 2 pm - Eternal Glory of an Intercessor Part 2 7 pm - Eternal Glory of an Intercessor Part 3 Dana leading worship - FREE to Public
Saturday 10 am - Eternal Glory of an Intercessor Part 4 Dana leading worship 1pm - 5pm Harp and Bowl Training email Joanne to register joanne.gomez@orlandohop.org 1pm-3pm Healing Rooms Open email Rich to register ohophealingroom@aol.com 3:30pm-6pm Prophecy Rooms Open 6pm - Eternal Glory of an Intercessor Part 5 Dana leading worship
Sunday Fellowship 10 am service - Eternal Glory of an Intercessor Part 6 Dana leading worship
Registration will begin the first week of November on a first come first serve basis and space is limited.
For more info email Emily.Sarmiento@orlandohop.org
Hey Jamie. I have a friend named Tim whose dad got to go Home to the Lord today. Tim's dad had H1N1 and terrible pneumonia and he just couldn't fight anymore. Tim is 18 and he loves music more than anything. We're in choir and our school show choir together, and we all love him very much. His dad was an amazing man who had a passion for song and a caring heart. Their family is obviously going through a tough time right now. I have no idea why I'm writing this to you, but I'm trusting God that He knows why. I hope you'll pray for him, Jamie. Thanks.
P.S., Bryce from The Rocket Summer dropped his new EP today... It's what is keeping me going on this day of sadness. Especially the song "Light." Love you, J.
I love YOU jamie you are a big inspiration in my life and im grateful for the compassionate soul, Gosh i can't wait what you going to in like ten yrs time cus you are a HERO, not like the comic book kind but better!!
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We've met numerous times and you have told me a few times that i have a good chance of getting an internship for twloha fall '12. I don't know what I am going to do because I'm so deicated to twloha, this organization changed my life and brought me to God. Now, I feel like God wants me to help people with these struggles, so of course I've wanted to work for you guys for like 2 years now. I just need to know if i could possibly an intern in 2012 or should i just go to Liberty University in VA.
i sat on the steps of madison square garden waiting for my train when.i met this guy named greg and his pretty blue guitar. off to get a beer he asked me to watch his guitar, this stranger named moe he barely knew. i told him i would be here when he got back. upon his return and the sight of me and his pretty little blue guitar i was rewarded with a kiss on the cheek. i felt proud to be left with his livelyhood and trust. i hope that he walked away believing that although humanity is not always pretty, people do come thru. that trust is not a lost cause.
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