Thursday, May 30, 2013

Mr. Nmit...again.

   Ah, yes folks it`s that time again. A time to enter into the ever-entertaining life of Mr. Nmit. Here is the third Nmit video that we just released yesterday. There are many more that we have filmed, but these three are the only ones that we have made public. So, without further ado, Mr. Nmit: Lemonade. Watch, if you dare.

Yeah, we`re kinda crazy, I know. You never know what`s gonna happen when we get together with the E`s. =)

So, yeah, I hope you all have a good weekend and such. And I will try to get my brother to post sometime so y`all can read something awesome. :D Oh and speaking of awesome, I`m just gonna leave you with one more video of my cousin`s senior recital. He is a beastly guitar player. I mean, BEASTLY. So, it`s kinda super long, but you have to at least listen to one of the pieces. And if you do just listen to one, make sure it`s the one called "Autumn Leaves." The rest of them are awesome as well, but that one is my fav. And if any of you readers play guitar, you will appreciate how crazy his skills are.

Sorry both these videos are kinda big. Oh well, I hope you enjoyed! Oh yeah, and if you want to download my cousin`s album, here`s the link:

Hopefully that link will work. He`s got some groovy music. ANYWAY, I`m really going to sign off now. :)

--Rye Bread

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

It's been awhile, eh?

Yeah, like I said, it's been awhile. I have been doing school like a madman and stuff like that. But it's all good. :)  Although, a lot of the time it's hard to focus on that stuff when I just want to sit and think on all that happened on the Ethiopia trip. All the people I met. All the kids that I played with. All the needs. How on earth do you go back to America and resume your daily life? As if nothing's happened? Those people are still there. They are still real. Those kids are not statistics. They're real kids with real laughter, real tears, real smiles. They're just like my little siblings. They're also kids with real needs. Don't get me wrong. The orphanage they are in is the best place that they can be right now. But they need a mommy. They need a daddy. One of the little guys that I really bonded with constantly wanted me to hold him. He would let me know by raising his arms and saying, "Uppa! Uppa! Uppa!" And he was so content to simply sit in my arms. He and all of those other kids are still there. Still without a family. Their faces constantly come to my mind. But above their need for a family, they, like everyone else in the world, need the gospel.

We all inside of us have a need, a hole, a desire for something to satisfy.
Nothing but grace.
Nothing but mercy.
Nothing but Jesus' blood.
Nothing but the gospel can fill us.
And oh does it fill us! Daily, faithfully our Father reminds us of this hope. There is always hope while you draw breath. That includes these kids. It includes every person on this planet.

There is hope for the lost
Hope without cost
Hope for the orphan
Hope for the forgotten
The sound of His Name turns the night to day
Father show Your face
Show Your face

Lift your eyes, lift your eyes
For hope and joy are on the rise
No matter what you've seen, child
No matter where you are
There is always hope

--Rye Bread