Your Nickname
When I was a kid my friends started calling me “Los” Then it chanched to “Lito” Now it’s back to “Los” Do you have a nickname? What is it and what were you called as a kid? Los
When I was a kid my friends started calling me “Los” Then it chanched to “Lito” Now it’s back to “Los” Do you have a nickname? What is it and what were you called as a kid? Los
[one letter makes all the difference] I try not to do it. Try. But let’s be honest. It feels amazing. Yet it’s kinda like making out with a hot girl in public, yet the only problem is that everyone else sees that she’s actually your ugly cousin. But you are blind to it Retweeting it [...]
3 words…go Los
I go through phases where I put my camera down for too long. So while H and I were in San Clemente after Catalyst West I pulled out my D7000 and snapped away. I’ve been using it primarily for videos lately so it was fun to just click some. My post process has got to [...]
I hate lists of 10. So you get 11. 1. Make out often. In front of your kids. And if you don’t have any kids yet…you soon will if you make out often. 2. After you make massive mistakes, let them cuss and throw things at you without an ounce of defense. Then you will [...]
So there you have it. Great News! You get to experience it with us. Thanks for your prayers as we embark on this new journey. Move over Taylor Swift… The Whittakers are coming to town… Los
Assumption. We all know what happens when we ASS U ME things. I do it all the time. I get hip cool look from musician X and I label them a primadonna when in all actuality that look was their defense mechanism to the hip cool look I gave them 2 seconds prior. So in [...]
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I felt her thinking of you tonight. I don’t know why. I just did. I felt her heart start racing. I felt her dry eyes moisten. I felt her shame lessen for a moment. I felt her take a deep breath. I felt her wonder. I felt her smile. She is thinking about you son. [...]
When I was in the Dominican with Compassion International I saw that the local church was literally the lifeline for the community. 7 days a week. Hustling and bustling. Never empty. Actually. Always FULL. I thought…”Man. I’m pretty sure most churches back home are ghost downs on a Tuesday at 1pm. Seems like a waste [...]
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