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“What can harm …
February 26, 2013, 3:44 am
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“What can harm him who knows that God does all things and who loves, beforehand, everything that God does?”

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Man, these lyrics hit home.
February 4, 2013, 10:41 am
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Oh great mammon of form and function

Careless consumerist consumption

Dangerous dysfunction

Described as expensive taste

I’m a people disgraced

By what I claim I need

And what I want to waste

I take no account for nothing

If it’s not mine

It’s a misappropriation of funds

Protect my ninety percent with my guns

Whose side am I on?

Well who’s winning?

My kingdom’s built with the blood of slaves

Orphans, widows, and homeless graves

I sold their souls just to build my private mansion

Some people say that my time is coming

Kingdom come is the justice running

Down, down, down on me

I’m a poor child, I’m a lost son

I refuse to give my love to anyone,

Fight for the truth,

Or help the weaker ones

Because I love my Babylon

I am a slave, I was never free

I betrayed you for blood money

Oh I bought the world, all is vanity

Oh my Lord I’m your enemy

Come to me, and find your life

Children sing, Zion’s in sight

I said don’t trade your name for a serial number

Priceless lives were born from under graves

Where I found you

Say, my name ain’t yours and yours is not mine

Mine is the Lord, and yours is my child

That’s how it’s always been

Time to make a change

Leave your home

Give to the poor all that you own

Lose your life, so that you could find it

First will be last when the true world comes

Livin’ like a humble fool to overcome

The upside-down wisdom

Of a dying world

Zion’s not built with hands

And in this place God will dwell with man

Sick be healed and cripples stand

Sing Allelu

My kingdom’s built with the blood of my son

Selfless sacrifice for everyone

Faith, hope, love, and harmony

I said let this world know me by your love

By your love

Oh my child, daughters and sons

I made you in love to overcome

Free as a bird, my flowers in the sun

On your way to Mount Zion

All you slaves, be set free

Come on out child and come on home to me

We will dance, we will rejoice

If you can hear me then follow my voice



” If only I had friends like my mom…never thought I’d say that! “
February 4, 2013, 5:52 am
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fam I don’t think anyone can grasp the great value of supportive and loving parents, that are in love.  I so appreciate my relationship with my mom and dad. Reflecting on their support I’ve realized all the more how solid a foundation of love and truth they’ve set for me from birth.

My mom is incapable of discourage my dreams. She jumps on board and expands the world of possibilities whenever I get a grand Idea. When I get discouraged or anxious she fuels those dreams all the more and reminds me to take risks and live big, even when, looking back, the decision may have been silly. Either way, she stands by me. One night, when Owen lived with our family, Owen and I got this absurd idea to buy an RV we found on craigslist and  drive it to Alaska. Rather than shooting down the foolish idea, she conspired with me, helping plan the trip. I bought the RV that night.  This wasn’t just any RV. It was a 1982 Toyota Mini Cruiser(tiny rust bucket). We dubbed it “The Joyota” and several weeks later Owen decided to get married instead of doing the trip. I was stuck with the “Joyota” and my mom felt awful but reminded me that it would all work out. After my car broke down and my main vehicle was an RV for a month I sold it and got my money back. I don’t know if she feels good about supporting my foolish adventures but, she should know, that is the best support you can give this guy. Her example of faith and intrigue at good teaching has been an example that will stay with me forever. If only I had friends like my mom…never thought I’d say that!

My dad is a rock.  He is so head over heals in love with the truth and the God of truth. One unfailing constant in my life is that I can count on my dad being up at the most ridiculous hour of the morning spending hours reading, praying and “meditating” on the truth.  When asked for advice he has two token pieces of advice: Pray more, and “you should get a sports drink, it’ll make you feel better” He then continues on to explain exactly where they can be found at the grocery.  My dad is a man of God and an amazing athlete. He plans to be an author and I cant wait to read his books, although I’m sure most of it will be commentary on the Book of Revelation and therefore way over my head.

My parents are defined by their relationship with God.  Their support is a stiff dose of the truth mixed with two of the greatest personalities ever matched by God. Their story of falling in love is even pretty sweet, but you can ask them about that. I think I would define our family by saying this: we Wittmer’s are free. We have been set free, really. That freedom has allowed my parents to convey to me the principle that this life is precious, nothing to suppress.   My greatest prayer for my parents is that I, along with my siblings, could inspire and lift them up to the degree that they have our whole lives. I hope that their love and dedication to the truth would be reflected in me and I could inspire others like they have inspired me. Thank you, Mom and Dad!



A time to reflect.
February 3, 2013, 1:52 am
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ImageI think it would do us good to reflect on the past now and again.  Today was a quiet day, I slept in because it was rainy, and I stayed up way too late with good company last night.  I spent some time trying to learn something about playing the mandolin; I did some drawing and cooking and then just sat down to reflect on where all the twist and turns of my story have brought me.  A feeling of satisfaction overwhelms the tension of pending decisions when I reflect on the precious days I’ve been given.  Every now and again I lose myself in memories of piercing sunsets or meaningful conversations, of right decisions made or the joy of learning something new. It doesn’t take long to settle into the understanding that my life has been showered by grace.

There are often the moments where I question the next step, wishing I could let someone else make my next move.  The unknown often challenges me to forget the grace and satisfaction that has become the theme of who I am. But another great benefit of that grace is the ability to look back and gain perspective on the grandness of this adventure of life. The decision at hand then comes to life and the endless opportunities to inspire and create and fall more in love with my own story become vivid and spectacular.

I think planning is good.  I also think that there are times to throw the map out the window, to allow the adventure to ensue in a way you can’t really control. Your suppositions are unarmed in a world of adventure, where your expectations collide with something you never could have planned.  Those moments we so intimately acquaint ourselves with the unknown are the fabric of stories we will share with future generations, inspiring them to pursue the adventure and challenge conventional wisdom.

Don’t get me wrong, I think that the lack of planning will surely lead to lost time, but the lack of the spontaneity and risk will take every bit of flavor and joy out of that time.  Lack of risk will make your story lame.

Today, reflecting on all the good times, the current adventure became all the more captivating.  I’m still up here in Alaska, trying to forge a plan. I took the semester off just to get away and gain a little perspective, I suppose, and coming up here without a plan has surely made it interesting.  I’ve had a lot of free time to read and think, to enjoy the good company of strangers and to embrace the beauty of this strange land.  I’ve started messing with a mandolin and spent some time laying out turns on the local mountain. The time to reflect had given me a boost of motivation to live the moment well and take no opportunity for granted, times a wasting!



An unfamiliar land
January 21, 2013, 11:42 pm
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eaglecrestA month or so ago I finished the business administration program I was a part of at home. It has been non-stop since the day classes ended.  I left a few days later to drive across the country, to help move a friend to Truckee, CA and to be inspired by the beautiful landscapes and even more incredible people of America.  As we went we were blessed with the privilege of visiting close friends, enjoying good music, good food and some amazing skiing as we put the miles behind us. After skiing a big storm in Tahoe it was time to fly home, go back to work for a few days and prepare for the next jaunt.  After a week of deep, light powder in the backcountry I picked up a couple friends and drove to Connecticut to visit my best friend for a reunion week of shenanigans with good friends. After a week of belly laughs, less-than-deep conversations, death threats and other awkward moments I was back home for four days. This month of adventures served as a sort of precursor for another adventure, one that I’m having a difficult time defining.

After spending four days finalizing a million odds and ends I finally got on a plane headed to Juneau, Alaska.  Actually, I started a long exhausting day with 4 layovers spread all over the USA but the fuse was lit to a new adventure. My best friend lives up here in Alaska and I’ve been dreaming of the place since I was a kid so somewhere along the line I purchased a one-way ticket and did everything I could do to keep myself free of unnecessary expectations.

I’ve been here for about a week now and it has most definitely been a sensory experience thus far.  I’ve never spent much time near the ocean let alone trapped between the ocean and wall-like peaks.  I have never had a fire on an ocean beach (without birch bark, too). The weather, the smells, prices and people are all different from home. This place is unlike any place I have ever been. Boats are bigger here. This place isn’t manicured to death like many places I’ve been. These people seem be well acquainted with simplicity. I can appreciate that.  The mountains here, although not much taller than the Adk Mtns, are like walls. They don’t have the gently bell shape of my home mountains but are massive knife like spines.

Already I have been blessed to have a family away home, good company and great adventures but the overwhelming feeling of unfamiliarity has surely blanketed the experience. I have never left home for an extended length of time without a plan or expectations.  Having no routine invites anxiety but for the most part anxiety has been drowned out by great conversations and the beautiful landscape.  It’s a pleasure to visit another place that so powerfully yet elegantly portrays the creative nature of our loving God. There is no artistic medium more powerful than the natural world and the people therein and their single creator operates with all perfection.

I’m not sure what this little journey will bring and I’m trying to stay free of expectations but I will expect this: I expect to be overwhelmed by Gods portrayal of beauty and grace in the people around me and in the unique landscape I am surrounded by. I will expect to be drawn closer to my God by His work in my life each day and I expect to have a great time in the process!

In an unfamiliar land, I am overwhelmed with excitement to turn the next page…



Dream big, Ill back you up.
November 24, 2012, 5:10 am
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It seems that the general story of humanity is that people aren’t quite what they dream for themselves.  So many of us have trapped ourselves in these super safe, sterile settings while pushing our ambitions further into the abyss, confining them to our heads.  I’m learning it is no good to live in your head.  It is good to have dreams and envision self success, for sure.  It is good to use your mind to create and progress and motivate but all too often I observe people abandoning the present moment to escape to the dream long trapped in their mind. As soon as you leave the present moment for a fantasy, you are neglecting reality. I’m not talking about dreaming and planning. I’m talking about fantasy…pretend. What happens when we keep our dreams in our head? They become fantasies.  It is very similar to embracing the woman you are with (a mistress) while longing for the woman you truly love, it’s just wrong.  Living a life inferior to the one you long for leads to anxiety. It causes discontentment. It leads to materialism and a constant need for inadequate fixes.  There is no break, it is unending.

A while ago I was having a late night conversation with my mom, an incredible friend of mine.  She told me there are two kinds of people; there are those who lose when you win and those that win when you win.  I think she read this in a book or got it from some other source but those words hit me like a bag of bricks.  I have played both parts. I had been that guy, the guy that needs to suppress your accomplishment in order to put you below myself.  I had played that game and my mom had finally painted a vivid portrayal of what I had done.  Then after stewing over the idea a while I got to the second part. There are people who win when I win. What a concept. This gem of a concept must have been lost in the laundry or not made it off the boat at the port of American society.  I had been so schooled to find people’s dreams and accomplishments petty that I’d lost sight of inspiration.  I would have to say that all this depends on who you surround yourself with but it is our choice whether to or not to invest sincere appreciation in peoples aspirations. I have the power to make or break my friend’s dreams. I want to see to it that the people I love abound and live big.  I want to inspire.

There is so much competition in our silly society. People scarcely celebrate each others success anymore.  It is as if ones success sparks another’s need to “one-up” their accomplishment. That’s not how it is supposed to be! A friend wins when you win; therefore a friend is the support system of an abundant life.   It is a friend’s duty to see a companions dreams as it is and to embolden within them the confidence to accomplish what it is they long for. I want to see to it that my friends never leave a single dream in their head.

Our little world desperately needs a dose of inspiration.  Investing your loving encouragement in your group of friends could have exponential effects on your community and the world.  Let see to it that we become a catalyst in bringing each others dreams to reality.



What do you do when life takes you somewhere you never planned?
November 21, 2012, 6:03 am
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ImageI’ve always been one to romanticize life, perhaps a little too much. I love to encourage people to dream big and drop every confinement in order to pursue their dreams.  I love to dream too, to make a skeleton of a plan then paint life onto it with a healthy dose of spontaneity. Dreams are the color and music of a life well lived. I’ve always seen life as holding unlimited potential for us to tap into and get lost in. A life with no ambitions is colorless and boring. That said, dreams don’t always come true. Life happens and sometimes life itself doesn’t allow our grand plans to play out as we intended.  A common phenomenon I’ve been discovering as I gain years is the fact that people rarely end up where they expected. This leads to an important question:

What do you when life takes you somewhere you never planned?

In the world of management this is where contingency planning comes into place. Dictionary.com defines a contingency plan as “a course of action to be followed if a preferred plan fails or an existing situation changes.” In other words you’ll have to learn to roll with the punches.  When we end up somewhere we never planned, good or bad, we must reflect and work with what we’ve been given.

Three years ago I was on a one way road to becoming Biblical counselor.  That was my dream, rooted in my value system and fueled by the thing that means the world to me; seeing lives changed.  I remember being speechless when my mom called with the news that I was excepted to my university of choice.  I had no doubts about my plan, my dream.

Today I am a business student at a local community college. My values haven’t changed but I didn’t go to school for counseling. The human experience I place most worth on is still the freedom of overcoming sin and the oppression it carries.  My course, though, is not at all what I planned.

Someday each of us will wake up and ask “How did I get here?” It is just part of the journey and we must have a framework in place in order to succeed in spite of the things we never expected. The first and most important step in your contingency plan is to stay true to your values.  If your values are swayed by your circumstances they are about as worthless as a car without an engine…or wheels. Your values are the framework and fuel to your journey. With solid values, based on truth, every circumstance is an intriguing chapter of a grand journey. Without those values the journey it nothing more than random, meaningless chapters from journeys that don’t belong to you.  Spontaneity driven by a solid framework is fresh, it is beautiful but there is no beauty in a story without direction.

Secondly, it is crucial to continuously reassess your goals and plan a course of action from where you are now. You need to recognize a re-route along the journey. If you plotted out a five year plan and somehow abandoned it at year three, you must not abandon the process of setting goals all together.  Although a previous plan may have been made obsolete by circumstances your duty to set a course of action isn’t dismissed. This just means you get to switch it up a little. Reassess the situation and your opportunities then plot out a general course of action that reflects the things that are valuable to you.  Make your present situation point A and the manifestation of your passions point B, then set objectives along the way.  Pursue the thing that gives your life rhythm, the thing you love. Have some fun with it.

And finally, embrace the journey. This takes me back to my introduction. This life gets shorter with every breath you take. What you accomplish and what you don’t is entirely up to you. It is easy to blame defeat on your circumstances but that gets you nowhere.  If you abandon your values and direction you are the only one to blame. In order to pursue the infinite potential that this life allows we must learn to love the journey. Every moment along the route to our destination needs to become a destination in itself, something to celebrate. Eventually we find need to celebrate the simple fact that we are here and we have the opportunity to create a journey. One that tells a story exponentially greater than the sum of moments along the route.

Today is as good a day as any to relax, take a step back and reflect on where the journey has brought you.  Today is a day to celebrate the successes and put defeat behind you while you plot your objectives on the way to your next destination.

Here’s to the journey.