Advent - Peace from Harvest Bible Chapel on Vimeo.

This is what Christmas is all about folks...

Enjoy!

moellerd

Power of Prayer

Most every Sunday night I get the privilege and blessing to lead worship for the High School youth ministry at Harvest Bible Chapel in Elgin, IL. I am repeatedly humbled by God's working through me in this area. I did not think in a million years that a guy who leads from the piano (not the most cool/exciting instrument for the high school demographic) would be able to bring 130 high school students in the presence of God in worship. I tell you what. God is so good and can use even me to lead from the piano ;-). Last night was a little different. I wasn't presented with a band that I was used to playing with and was worried on whether or not we'd be able to get the music down and focused so much on the music that I was forgetting about the worship! I felt terrible and disturbed after the rehearsal, which was cut short because of a whole peripheral set of circumstances, adding even more frustration.
After the rehearsal, I separated from everyone and grabbed a Bible and turned to the Psalms, turning right to Ps 127. The first verse reads, "Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain...." I then realized my problem and confessed my sin of mechanizing a way of life: worship. I also felt like my band was left in the dark and needed to be brought together as one body to "build this house" by allowing God to build it. I gathered all of them up and said, "Let's go up and pray together before tonight's service..." This didn't end up being a typical "pray before we go up" sort of prayer. I confessed to them what I was going through and apologized to them if I offended them in the rehearsal in pursuit of getting the music right, and then we prayed. It was an amazing time that was SOOOOO needed.
We got up on stage a few minutes later with a completely different mindset as a band and God worked in a powerful way in worship that evening! No, the music was not perfect, but the worship was genuine. A very wise man, who I'm indebted to in the wisdom he's given me told me this one time, "You can't lead a person anywhere where you are not going yourself..."(A.Rozier) What he meant by that statement is this: if you are leading worship, you MUST be worshiping yourself.
I hope this encourages anyone who needs the encouragement.

Laundry: Nostalgic Christmas Smells

I don't know about anyone else, but certain smells turn on specific memories in my brain. I can distinctly tell you when I come across the exact same smell for different events or places in my past that either were very happy occasions or very sad occasions. For example. I know, without a doubt, that whenever I smell a perfect mixture of chlorinated "softened" water, Sarasota Florida comes to mind and the smell of the water out of the faucet. WEIRD HUH!? I call these nostalgic smells. Sarasota Florida was where my grandparents lived in a mobile home park, Orange Acres, that was formerly an orange orchard. There were still orange trees on the property and another nostalgic smell that immediately brings me back to Orange Acres is the faint smell of oranges in the air or perhaps from my hands after peeling an orange. It brings me back to the times sitting out on the porch with my grandma or grandpa or my folks peeling the oranges from the tree right next to their house as we watch the sun go down amidst the palm trees. Whenever I smell these nostalgic smells I usually get a perfect mixture of contentment and longing and sadness. Whenever I get a scent of one of my nostalgic smells, I wish I could be back to that very moment, and at the same time am saddened with the fact that I will never be able to go back to that exact time.
Today sitting in class, I darn near missed 10 minutes of my professors lecture because of the "Fresh laundry" smell that was looming from my t-shirt. Normally, fresh laundry isn't exactly the most distinguishing nostalgic smell because it could bring you back to so many different occasions. But for whatever reason, this particular one, given the coming Christmas season, made me jump back to being a child living at home. Coming back from school walking back from the end of the street where the bus would drop us off and finally walking through the door where the warm house would smell of my mom's laundry adventure all day. The snow was falling outside and I would have just chilled out in front of the TV with hot cocoa and the smell of fresh laundry. Gosh, how I wished I could have just transported there that instant in my class.
The smell was overbearing and as I tried to catch it again, I slowly remembered that I was in class and my brief moment of nostalgia drifted into boredom once again.
What are these nostalgic smells and why do we get them? I guess I shouldn't lump everyone else into my paranormal sense of smell; I'll rephrase my question: Why do I get these nostalgic smells that act as a time machine in my life, shooting me to distant past experiences? I think it's God's way of gracing me with His goodness and His sovereignty. I think it's God's way of saying, "hey, remember how you aren't having the best day today? Here's a little cheer-up and a glimpse of how I love you." I think one's particular view on such instances that makes or breaks a good nostalgic smell. I have one of two choices: I could say, "this sucks... why did I have to remember that now to just be mad that I can't be back to my childhood days?" or I could say, "thank you Lord for that little bit of encouragement in a time where I was down."
So next time you smell the faint smell of diesel exhaust and are reminded of your first trip on an airplane, or the next time you smell the distinct smell of the floor wax of apparently every grade school hallway and are reminded of your first day of kindergarten; try to look at it as an aspect of God's grace in your life of having nice memories like that.

I'm becoming a seasoned "nostalgic smeller" and it always makes my day when I can encourage someone who has the same nostalgic smell that I just had by telling them, "Gosh that smells exactly like my grandpa's pipe smoke.." and they look at me and are like... "your grandpa smokes a pipe too!? I love that smell, it reminds me of sitting on his lap in his chair and asking him questions as a kid.." Memory is not a bad thing and when a smell brings one back... embrace it. ;-)

Moellerd

Fighting FOCA

Sign this, or leave a comment why you wouldn't and get a little discussion going. Or leave a comment if you did sign it an why. Peace! and Happy Blogging

Moellerd

Ping Pong Blog

Hey all,
I'm a big fan of ping pong. I happen to be quite skilled at it. I would challenge anyone to a game of ping pong with their expectation of being defeated. My skill at ping pong reminds me of my skill of eating. I'm not the biggest eater, but I LOVE to eat. Here is some tips on how to become a better ping pong player:
1.) Eat, drink, and sleep on the ping pong table. This will help you focus. Scientists say that the more familiar you are with your environment the better performance there is in that environment. Thus. More ping pong table time = better ping pong player.
2.) Invite as many friends as you have to ping pong parties and gradually get into their heads saying things like, "man.. you are REALLY good" or "you should go pro," talking sarcastically as to build up your own confidence (i suggest not doing this in other areas of life)
3.) Subject yourself to ping pong ball pelts. Sometimes the game will get crazy and you may take a ping pong ball to the face. This could be something that during a game, if not prepared, could create an on the spot paranoia of ping pong balls and thus lose your focus on the game at hand. I suggest you train yourself to take a ping pong ball to the face, so if this situation ever occurs in a game, your ready.

It is in my experience as a semi-amateur ping pong player that if you follow these three simple steps, you will succeed in this sport. You may want to go as far as purchasing your own paddle and 4 star ping pong balls and USTTA official table tennis shoes. Those are only needed if you feel ready for the next step of becoming a ping pong star.
Oh. And you may want to start saving up for occasional counseling sessions to talk over and resolve the issues of being mocked severely by almost everyone you know. Just a thought ;-)

Moellerd

Dr. Laura: A Review

Given the event that I wrote about prior to this blog, I was in Michigan the last day and a half. This morning, I decided to leave at the appropriate time, utilizing and benefiting from the hour time difference, to avoid traffic going into downtown Chicago. It's a three hour tour, a three hour tour, as I like to call it that I have driven many times. I'm at the point in my car where I've had the same CD's in for too long and didn't want to listen to them again. So I turned on the radio. Traveling at high speeds between states, means that radio stations fade in and out and transform into other ones as you browse through. Well, I got the "privilege" to come across a program of Dr. Laura Slessinger, Therapist extraordinaire! I thought to myself, "why not, after last night's election results, I could use a good therapy session" Of course, as you will see, I'm being farce about my ever wanting to be therapied (??word usage?) by Dr. Laura.
Instead of the show being called "Dr. Laura" it should be called "Call in and I'll make you feel stupid within the first 90 seconds" I was appalled at why anyone would ever want to call and get her advice! Apparently the only people who call in are the people are clearly SO FAR OFF THEIR WAGON that the straw to break the camel's back is Dr. Laura's insight. From a worldly standard, She probably is not to far off her rocker, but from a Christian standard, of which I'm proud to strive hard in, she is screw loose. In a way that bouts arrogance and supremacy, she attributes herself as "the answer lady" to whatever quandary someone calls in. The amazing thing is that she doesn't listen for longer than 30 seconds to the person before she makes her assessment and hangs up. Here's a loose example:
A lady calls up: Hi Dr. Laura, pleasure to meet you and get to talk with you.
Dr. Laura: Thank you, what can I do for you?
Lady: well I have a great husband who is understanding and i have wonderful kids.
Dr. Laura: What's the problem then?
Lady: My father drinks too much and....
Dr. Laura: Ok, your father is dragging you down and causing you to seek his love instead of from those who you know who is loving you. You father, in a drunken stoop, isn't capable of loving you because he's hardly sober. If when he is sober he has an opportunity to speak to you, it is only a temporary thing and you should be an adult and tell him, "call me when you're completely sober"
Lady: He wrote me this letter..
Dr. Laura: What did I say? You're reaching out to a father you wish you had but don't have, simple as that. He can't love you because he loves alcohol more!
Lady: but what if he's reaching out in this letter, can't I...
Dr. Laura: Honey, he's not reaching out if he's grabbing your neck and using a guilt trip to pull you down. You need to write him and say, when you're sober give me a call, otherwise, don't contact me..

Now, as a listener to this conversation they had, I vowed I'd never call this Dr. Laura based simply on the fact that she scares me! I don't like to get yelled at when I'm seeking someone's advice on an issue. And her solution: get rid of your father. I'm still trying to figure out if that's the best she could have said based on the limited input by the caller.

Dr Laura.... Boooooo get off your high horse and try to encourage people huh?

Absent Voter Ballot

So, I did my part. But apparently too early. I applied for my absent voter's ballot about a month and a half ago. It is now the day before the election, and I JUST NOW received it, but only after calling them last week thinking, "Gee, I haven't gotten that thing yet..." Turns out that the Crockery Township Clerk had it stuck "between two other letters" and sent it out ASAP conveniently the same day I called. I'm a little skeptical on this, but want to give credit to them for actually getting it. She assured me that as long as it's postmarked for Tuesday Nov 3, 2008 it will be OK. So when I received the ballot in the mail and read the directions on the back, I noticed the last step which said: "Step 6: The ballot much reach the clerk or an authorized assistant of the clerk before the close of the polls on election day. An absent voter ballot received by the clerk or assistant of the clerk after the close of the polls on election day will not be counted."
So apparently, in accordance to Michigan Law, my vote will not count unless I hand deliver it to this clerk by tomorrow. So, in effort to be a good devoted citizen, I've decided to make a road trip out of it. I'll drive back tonight (election day eve) and hand deliver it to the clerk tomorrow. It will give me an opportunity to be proud of my right to vote and prove to that clerk, who lied to me, that my vote is something I WANT to be counted, whether it will help who I voted for or not. I will NOT stand to have my vote not counted because of the petty mistakes of those who had the very hard job of stamping the envelope with my tax paid stamp on it to send it to me to do it the way that would have been easiest.
Bitter? No... just sticking it to the man. ;-) Truth is, anytime something happens which merits my going home to spend time with my folks and old friends is something that I welcome anytime.
PS: the picture is of my fiance' and I on a roadtrip to Michigan, one of our favorite things to do. Unfortunately, she is unable to go on this one :-( sad.

"Polyticks" (a moellerd satire special)

If I'm using my latin correctly. Politics comes from the latin roots "poly" meaning "many" and "ticktus" meaning "small annoying blood suckers."
How is it that the democrats are happy with their mascot?
How did that ever come to be? "Uh, ok all. We're a team here, we like to anger people with our views, any ideas on a mascot?" "How bout a donkey?!" "Brilliant, that'll show those fat elephants..."
A donkey!? They did pick that. It really does fit the description of SOME of the democrats I have met.
It is funny to me that when I come across a democrat they treat me as if I don't know what on earth is going on. As if they have a secret to all the problems and feel sorry for me that I don't understand.
Oh, and why is it that shooting for the underdog is a crime in politics!?
Do the debates really help anyone?
What about the "un-decided" people who ask the questions on those things? "Yes, Mr. McCain, why is it that the Bush Administration, which you supported all this time, seemed to fail the last 8 years? I'm just an unbiased, undecided future voter trying to figure everything out...:-/"
Politics in my opinion, to sum everything up thus far, is the once-every-four-year ploy to create competition amidst our "unified" country. Last time this went too far, the south became bitter for the rest of our lives, and decided that, who cares where you're from, sweet tea is something that only that particular southern individual knows exactly what it is.

I can't wait till November 6 when we all go back to not caring about our country again. (I gave a day for the nation to settle down from the election day)

Procrastination

I'm convinced. I truly am, that procrastination is the one thing that makes me more frustrated than someone seeking to stargaze downtown Chicago. I just don't know why I waste my time before getting into my studying? Is it because the subject matter is so boring? No, it's quite interesting subject matter. Instead of studying, I fiddle around with this "chatter blocker" software which is supposedly set up to give ambient noise in such a way as not to be disturbing but block out the talking around you, THUS giving a conducive audio environment for productive study. The only thing is, this program was obviously not built for someone with ADD, cause I'm sampling and listening to every single option trying to find the right one. Long story short, I finally find one that I like, and even now am wondering if it is the right one. Procrastination sucks, it really doe.... CRAP!! WHAT AM I DOING!

;-)

David Phelps-- New singing hero of mine

I discovered this guy last night, conveniently at like 11:30pm and continued to find video after video of the Gaither reunions with this guy David Phelps who has a KILLER voice. I don't know how anyone can sing that high or has control like that in a voice, but he has it. The first guy, who happens to be named Guy (Penrod) is like the poster boy for the Gaither Group. The second guy who sings is David Phelps. Enjoy.

On a second note, I am a strong supporter of the old school hymns and the story behind this song about a guy named Heratio who is comparable to a modern day Job, where he lost his wealth and his family and said, It is well with my Soul, Yet I will give glory to God.

On the count of 3.... 1...2... apostasy

I'd just like to say that I'm appalled by what I watched this man do last night "in the name of Jesus." If I recall, of all my years, though not many, of Biblical upbringing and scholarship, I have never once seen in the Bible or have been taught by my pastor that it is OK to pray to anyone BUT Christ Jesus our Lord. What Joel Hunter did last night at the DNC praying and then opening it up for people to "close the prayer the way that they would typically close prayer" as an effort to respect people of many other faiths, is a blatant disregard of Jesus Christ as the supreme and ONLY God. Doing so, Mr. Hunter recognized other religions and other faiths as being sufficient. Recognition, though not of his personal conviction (I would hope at least), is enough to say that he did not stand in opposition to the idea of poly-theism. Yes, Mr. Hunter may believe in God and Jesus Christ, however, why he would recognize and encourage others to finish that prayer "they way they usually do" respective to their own faiths, is beyond me and frankly appalling. This man, had the opportunity to proclaim the only name that has authority and dominion, that at that very name of Jesus every knee shall bow and every tongue confess that HE and HE ONLY is Lord, decided instead to recognize other religions and deities and EVEN ENCOURAGE PRAYER TO THEM LAST NIGHT! Shame! Utter Shame.. why in a platform like the DNC would you possibly want to call yourself a pastor of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and deny HIM?

I do want to say, at least Donald Miller, who also prayed at this convention in Denver 3 days ago, stood up for what he believes in, not many, but ONE God who is Jesus Christ.

First day of classes

It's my fifth year in college. I'm still in the dorms. Pray for me.
The experience is good and the teaching here at Moody is stellar. I'm humbled and blessed that God has brought me this far and has me here at Moody to study and learn more about Him through the study of His word. I had my first day of classes yesterday and I quickly realized that summer was over. This whole thing called "syllabus shock" hit me like a brick and I realized that I'll be pretty busy and overloaded most of my semester. Not to say that I won't be able to make it or get through it, but to say that I'm going to be stretched pretty far and will need more than ever to grasp onto my strength in Christ.
I'm excited to be downtown and I'm praying that God would use me somehow to share his love to others out here. God bless

Website is functional (I guess)

This whole process of getting my website up and going is kinda a pain, but it is officially up and running in its basic form right now. The purpose is to get my music out there so the website itself is quite simplistic. Now, onto this piano album thing..... I'm hoping to get that out real soon.

God bless!

www.christophermoeller.com

Camp Harvest Part 2

Hey all,

I recently got back from Camp Harvest a second time. This time around it was the High School groups from Niles, Rolling Meadows and Lake Zurich. It was a phenomenal time of God breaking down barriers and walls in many student's lives. I had the awesome privilege to be the cabin leader of a group of guys who pump me up by their devotion to God. We had some awesome times together in fellowship and in our discussions lifting up our struggles and praises to God. I can't wait to see how God works in these young guy's lives in the next few years as they get ready to go into college and the rest of their lives.
Until next time. God is good all the time and I have been overwhelmed on many occasions this past week of His glory and power and grace in my life!

Moellerd

Camp Harvest is SAWEEEET

Hey everyone,
This whole week I had the awesome opportunity to play drums for worship up at Camp Harvest. I am worshiping alongside almost 140 or so students from the 6th grade to 8th grade. Not only do I get to help lead worship but I also am a cabin leader for 10 7th grade boys. They are a blast and sometimes overwhelming. Here they are pictured...

One of the cool things about this week was two nights ago and including yesterday morning. On Wednesday July 16, 2008 God gave me the awesome opportunity to share and lead 3 students to Christ. On Thursday morning He then gave me opportunity again to lead 3 more! I was so pumped about this!! I got to be used in this powerful way and experience first hand and be right there with the guys when they gave their lives to Christ. I got to hear them pray from the bottom of their heart to God crying out for His forgiveness and proclaim their new faith in Jesus who died for them and conquered their sin and their death when he rose from the dead. It was SOOOOO COOL to be apart of this in their lives! I'm blessed to have had this experience and I pray that God would continue to work in powerful ways in the lives of Anthony, Nathan, Zach, Dan, Camden, and Casey. Praise God!!

Piano Album

Hey everyone,

It is time for me to put out another album. I've been contemplating about a piano album for a long time and even had tracks recorded for it for a while now. Well... I think I'm going to buckle down and just put the thing out! It will be a whole album of original music/original arrangements strictly on piano. Right now it consists of 12 tracks covering nearly 45mins of piano music. The style ranges from classical to contemporary jazz/blues/smooth. I'm real excited to finally get this thing out.
So the question now is.... When? The release of this album will Lord willing be in the next month or so. It will be available on iTunes shortly after that. The website www.christophermoeller.com hopefully will be revamped to cater to my music endeavors. Whoever reads this, let me know what you think, and maybe even get a sneak peek at this album. God bless!

My Family

I have the most amazing family. Pictured here is the family photo current to our newest edition of my brother Calvin Wisen. I have truly the best brother lineup that I could have asked for. God has blessed me so much with the brothers I have. (don't worry sisters too... read on) My brother Drew (farthest left in the picture and politically ;-)) is at UofM dental school and is the star of the show. He has got to have the most passion I've ever seen in the 20somthing dental students. Ask him about dentistry and prepare to be amazed for an hour of interesting stuff. He's on fire for the Lord, telling me all of his awesome stories of sharing his faith with his unsaved dental school friends. It has been a HUGE joy to see him growing and thriving in his field. My brother Randy (farthest right in the picture) is the epidomy of "cool" in the computer industry. The guy knows his stuff and it has payed off. He and his wonderful wife, my favorite sister-in-law to date, Dana are the best hosts whenever I get to spend time at their sweet home. They are involved at their church and love the Lord and makes me honored to be their brother. And then there's Calvin (pictured in the middle, the groom). He was my best friend in highschool and long story short is now my brother. He has always been one of my biggest supports and will always be one of my best friends. I'm honored and blessed to have him officially apart of our family and couldn't think of anyone more fitting as my sister's husband. He is the youth pastor at a Harvest Bible Chapel in Orlando and as they move down their this coming week, it will be hard to say goodbye to locality and hello to a phenominal ministry ahead of them. I now have a connection in Flordia for my well needed vacations throughout the years!!!! ;-).
Then I have my sisters!!! My sister Mary (pictured as the bride in the picture) is probably one of the best friends i've ever had. People actually thought we were dating at Moody Bible Institute because we hung out so much. It was a common thing, seriously, to be asked, "who's your girlfriend, Chris?" and answer, "uh... that's my sister..." She is going to finish up her schooling down in Orlando and will be heavily involved at the Harvest Bible Chapel down there in their youth and childrens programs. She has a heart for the Lord and it is going to be hard for me to have her across the country, but her ministry is a blessing to see blooming! Dana (picture to the far right, was an awesome addition to our family a few years ago! We were always wondering who would tame that stallion of a brother of mine, and gosh, she did great. It has been a joy to get to know her and see her grow into our family. She is a fourth grade teacher and her students, no doubt LOVE her.
To top it off, my parents, Randolph and Lori, are the best. I'm truly spoiled and blessed to have them as my parents. My dad and mom are the biggest encouragement to me and have ALWAYS been there for me. I could continue on with so many more cliche' phrases, but know this. I could not have asked for a better set of parents who have been my spiritual advisors and the foundation of my growth here on this world. God is truly good for giving me such amazing parents.
I love my family.

Windshield Cracks

I just bought a new car. 2007 Ford Fusion. Get's great gas mileage, looks cool and works. It has a little chip in the windshield that I noticed right after I bought it. It wasn't any bigger than a smashed mosquito(best comparison for this season where they are reeking havoc outside). I had heard from a good friend of mine that those little do it yourself windshield crack fillers work well to stop the crack from expanding. I'm like... can't hurt, I'll give it a try. The first step is to stick this sticker "seal" over top of where the chip is. Step two is then to press on this little attachment apparatus that acts as a guide for the resin and creates then a pressure chamber for the resin to sink into the chip. Step two is what turned a simple fix into now needing a new windshield. I ever so lightly pressed this attachment onto the sticker, and in doing so, the chip turned instantly into a 5 inch crack that pointed now towards the middle of my windshield.
This morning when I got into my car, the crack had expanded to now two feet and is growing arms.
The thing that bugs me about windshield cracks is that whether it is a nice car or not, the crack is the first thing that people notice. The first thing that people think, or at least I do when I see one, is "gosh, they must not care about their car..." I don't know what it is about windshield cracks but it's more or less like having a bumpersticker on your car saying "look at me, i'm clumsy."
You could be driving a rolls royce and have a crack in your windshield and the first thing people will think is, hmm... wonder what happened... he fall asleep at the wheel, parked it too close to a playground... let his kid drive, what?
It's funny that a crack in the windshield portrays clumsyness when that injury is the most unavoidable thing. Cause you could be minding your own busniness and the tiniest little stone flings up and hits it and you're like... AHHH... crap... serious!!! serious!! People are going to think i'm an idiot!!
Well... I do feel like an idiot buying this brand new car and now having a crack traveling across the whole thing. I'll be ok... I think.

Tonsilectomy

Well, it happened today. I got my tonsils out.
I'm pretty sore and tired, so this blog will be pretty short.
I just wanted to thank everyone who was praying for me during the surgery and the recovery and also let the world know that I have the most amazing, sweet, and helpful girlfriend! She is making sure I drink all my liquids etc. My mom is also being a HUGE help with everything. They have me hopped up on some drugs for a while and it makes me really sleepy. So that's what I'm going to do right now.
Peace!

Under The Knife Tomorrow

I'm 22 years old. I like to be hip with the youngsters... So I thought I'd get my tonsils out! It's true... this is a procedure that is typically done to kids under the age of 10. The fact that I am older just means it going to be easier right? Wrong. The doctor, when I had a consult with him gave me prescriptions for liquid vicodin as well as phenergen. Everyone knows what vicodin is but what is phenergen? Phenergen is a nausea medicine. The doctor assured me that I wouldn't be nausious but this medicine chemically reacts with the vicodin in order to make it stronger! I thought to myself. If I'm going to need extra strength vicodin.... I better buckle up. My surgery is tomorrow at 10:10 am.
A lot of people ask me why I'm getting my tonsils out, but more often they're like, "what are tonsils and why do we have them if people just gank em out?"
Well I thought I'd do the liberty of researching from a very credible source: wikipedia

The tonsils are areas of lymphoid tissue on either side of the throat. An infection of the tonsils is called tonsillitis. Most commonly, the term "tonsils" refers to the palatine tonsils that can be seen in the back of the throat.

Like other organs of the lymphatic system, the tonsils act as part of the immune system to help protect against infection.

You can see in the picture where the tonsils are.
Why am I getting mine out?
Instead of telling you in this blog. I'll just give you the wikipedia link so as not to be held accountable of making anyone sick to their stomach except under their own consent of clicking on the link. So let that be a disclamer to you ;-)

Why Moellerd is getting his tonsils out: Tonsiloliths

"Moellerd"

Ok, so a lot of people ask me, if my last name is really Moeller, why does everyone refer to me as MoellerD? Here's the story.

A dear friend of mine, Landon MacDonald(pictured here to the left after watching "The Ring")(http://lalalandon.blogspot.com) along with a few counterparts decided on the way to a concert that they wanted to pull a prank on me and add a 'd' to the end of my name just to see how I would respond. (i wasn't even there, which goes to show they must have been bored enough to think about me to make up a prank) Apparently they gathered that I'm some sort of neat freak who has to have his name pronounced just right otherwise I'll freak. Well, long story short, he managed to get everyone around me at MBI to start calling me Moellerd and to see how I would respond.
Because since I obviously knew something was up, I approached a friend of mine, Luke Uran, and confronted him about it. He then spilled his guts and told me the whole plot.
The name stuck... and i'm now known as Moellerd. There are a few people, namely Landon's brother Luke, who use variations of the name: Mallard, Mollerp, Molford, etc. But I've grown a liking to the name Moellerd.
There it is. Moellerd

I'm Training for Hell's Kitchen

I've recently taken a liking of the show Hell's Kitchen with chef Gordon Ramsay. Gordon has actually become one of my heros now because of this show, but more so his show Kitchen Nightmares. It has become one of my goals in life to be able to cook and watching these two shows has really fired me up to try it out and learn more. So here's what I made for lunch (because I was going to be busy in the evening and possibly miss dinner, I made this "dinner dish" for lunch)
Here's what you see: Beef tenderloin wrapped in Bacon with grilled carrots, corn, and a tuna salad. Top it off with my dad's award winning homemade applesauce and a goblet of water = delicious. Very happy with this dish.
Peace

Everyone else has one, so why not me?

I'm an advocate of good peer pressure when I get a chance (see disclaimer below). So I have many many many friends who are into this "blog" thing. Most recently my close friend Steve Busch started his blog. I was like. I like this guy, he does this blogging thing, so maybe if I can be possibly somewhat on the right track of his social advances, i should get on this blogging bandwagon. So here it is: Moellerd's Blog.
You may be wondering where the name Moellerd came from... that is for a future blog for sure... and I have to give credit where credit is due on that one.
I hope that my blog will glorify my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and that it will be entertaining and cause some to think, to laugh, to cry, an possibly even to act.

Alright... umm... i don't really know how people say goodbye on blogs.. is it like email with a salutation? Eh... who cares. when the words end, the blogs done...

*****disclaimer: before ya'll think i'm a crack addict... this is peer pressure for blogging specifically ha ha ha...