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November 25, 2009, 10:22am Comments

Grandpa finds security in rubber bands; although after taking this picture, his paranoid instincts kicked in and I began to morph into someone other than his grandson in his eyes.
November 24, 2009, 7:33am Comments
“If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning…”
— C.S. Lewis
November 20, 2009, 9:23pm Comments
Since moving up to San Jose, I have been thinking quite a bit about my couple years at Cal Poly and my apartment there on Boysen. Even though it was so old and extremely hot in the summertime and freezing cold during the winter, it has a special place in my heart.
Dear Boysen 830,
Thank you for giving me a workout every day as I carried my bike up and down those long stairs that were threaded with cob webs and that mysterious black “soot”. I most appreciated the fact that we didn’t have to ever lock the door since there was not much anyone would want to steal from you. I was able avoid fiddling with my keys to enter while carrying my bike. Boysen 830, your living room was so great and spacious. My two white couches, that were stained by old dear room mate’s filth, fit perfectly up against the bare white walls. The windows always gave a nice draft providing a lovely arrangement of dirt to be caked on the sill for that perfect touch. I preferred to hide this by keeping the drapes closed. Dear Boysen 830, thank you for keeping your standards so low for kitchen and bathroom cleanliness. It made things so much easier with just the once a month cleaning. Boysen 830, Cold winters made for such a memorable experience as I studied in many layers of clothes, sometimes pea-coat included with a knit hat. The hum of my costco heat dish became a familiar buzz sound late into the night and a reminder that I better not fall asleep while studying. Boysen 830, thank you for introducing me to ear plugs and forcing me to becoming accustomed to sleeping with them throughout the night as the sounds of shouting and drinking games echoed on into the wee hours of the morning. Boysen 830, I didn’t overlook you looking out for my studies as dust collected at an un-goldy rate on my text books. This always gave me the twitch to at least pick up the book and dust it off. Boysen 830, my three large closets in my room were perfect to store every possession..all ten of them. Boysen 830, I’ll never forget the bike ride across Santa Rosa and through Mustang Village through the trees, over the bridge and past the football stadium.
Boysen 830, Thank you for the humble apartment that you were. It was perfect.
November 08, 2009, 8:26pm Comments
Pslam 94:18
“When I thought, ‘My foot slips,’ your steadfast love, O Lord, held me up. When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul.”
October 29, 2009, 10:51pm Comments
You know when you’ve been through trials when you flip through your bible and find wrinkles in the pages from old tears. I love this because the tears bring me back to that exact moment. Now you’re probably thinking why would anyone want to remember hard times? Yes these were tears during a difficult time, but they were tears as a result of joy, peace, grace, and comfort from Jesus my savior. It happens when despair and anxiety are so overwhelming that there is nothing to do but go to God’s word. It’s in this moment that while reading the scripture I come across a passage that is so unmistakably my Father speaking to me the tears are impossible to hold back. It’s so awesome to come across those pages and see how God not only comforted me, but delivered and made me stronger in Him.
Behold, the eye of the Lord is on those who fear him, on those who hope in his steadfast love, that he may deliver their soul from death and keep them alive in famine. -psalm 33:18
September 16, 2009, 9:36pm Comments
It’s now been a month since I’ve moved up to the bay area, and let me say it’s been nothing of what I originally expected. It’s been a major transition moving away from home, family, and comfort especially since I envisioned it so differently and secondly because I am a person who does not like unfamiliarity (which I am working on). I am incredibly blessed to be up here with an incredible job and an incredible church right down the road from me. The theme of this time in my life? Change. But not just any change, a change that has been one of the hardest and most important times of my life. One that has given me no other option but to rely on God throughout the day and night and come to really find who he is. 2 Corinthians 1:8-10 talks about trials and tribulations with the emphasis on “But that was to make us rely not on ourselves but on God who raises from the dead”. God allows hard times to bring us closer to him and then for us to encourage others. This verse has become incredibly comforting and my daily theme. There are times when I find that I want a quick fix, but pastor John Mcarthur’s advice really hits home; “Being obedient to the word of God and letting God do his perfecting work in your life, that is the answer- not running all over the place to have your troubles fixed.”
September 13, 2009, 2:18pm Comments