Chris Spealler is a Beast.  Capital “B”. 

Went to the Anuhea concert last night.  It was exactly what I needed after being gone on for 3 weeks on a mission trip.  Good music, great company, and lots of laughs… followed by a 10 hour K.O. 

Busted.  

Busted.  

Reminder.  Reminder.  Reminder.

Reminder.  Reminder.  Reminder.

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In everything you do.  

In everything you do.  

avivainthecity:

M O T I V A T I O N. 

Yup.

avivainthecity:

M O T I V A T I O N. 

Yup.

Because… you’ll get better, you’ll get stronger, and you’ll become… awesome.   

Because… you’ll get better, you’ll get stronger, and you’ll become… awesome.   

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I love this song.  

It brings me back to early Saturday mornings where my dad would play this song while cooking breakfast for the family. 

Although Engelbert Humperdinck may have sung this song in my dads day, Michael Buble and Nelly Furtado’s version will play on Saturday mornings, when I cook for my family.

Love you Pops.

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It works for me!

It works for me!

don’t. give. up. 

don’t. give. up. 

In need of some inspiration.  

In need of some inspiration.  

“I’ve missed more than 9,000 shots in my career. I’ve lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I’ve been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I’ve failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed.”

-Michael Jordan

Totally love this song.


Ua peke ko te ragi 
Ki ruga ki toku kaiga 
Horo horo 
Tamariki 
Ki ruga
Ki te piriga (x3) 


Fakatere tere 
Na tokerau e 
Toku piko haga 
Ki ga ruki e 

Viru viru maua 
Taku moe haga 
Ua kite au te marania 
Taku kahaia iti e 

Ua peke ko te ragi 
Ki ruga ki toku kaiga 

Horo horo 
Tamariki 
Ki ruga ki ruga 
Ki te piriga 

Blowing
The wind from the north 
During my sleep 
Last night 

She is so pretty 
In my dreams 
I saw this beautiful girl 
My little plant (meaning flower) 

Flying in the sky 
Above my homeland 

Running, running 
Children 
Above, above 
The (solid) earth

Excuses are the nails used to build a house of failure.

-Don Wilder