Ever since I was a little kid I was raised under the beliefs that there is a God, a devil, angels, demons and a God-like man named Jesus Christ. When you are a child and you are learning things for the first time, it’s very easy to accept them as factual. Heck, most of us will believed in tooth-fairies, Easter Bunnies, Santa, Leprechauns, etc. So God was another one of these extraordinary faucets that exist.

In elementary school (I believe it was 3rd or 4th grade) I learned about the Holocaust. I found it impossible to believe we had a God who loved us or gave a damn about us if something that terrible could actually happen. The worst mental images I received were those of thousands of Jewish people being placed in over-sized stoves… alive.

While all I needed was that one horrific example of evil and torture to dismiss the possibility of “God” or at least the one that most of the prominent ones in America worship, I would come to learn about many more tragedies that have had extreme and terrible impacts on people, as well as other creatures on Earth. There are so many nightmares now and in the past that I don’t even need to go into this, as we all know plenty about them. To me it was a no-brainer. A loving God cant exist, and possibly no “God” at all.

That opinion began to not be so concrete anymore. In 4th and 5th grade, predominately 5th grade, an invisible visitor would manipulate things in my room. Generally it would, in what seemed like a furious rage, slam my door so hard it shook the room. This happened quite frequently. No, there were no windows open, no one else would be around, my dog would be sleeping on a couch…. you get the idea.

On one occasion it blew up my lego collection from under my bed. Legos shot out in every direction with incredible force, scared the shit out of me! My bed is too low to the ground for my dog (Blaze was my dog at the time) to have gotten under there, much less any family member.

Another instance included my blankets thrashing on top of me (I slept on the bottom. At this point in time my brother had his own room downstairs and the top one was unoccupied… unless by this ghost of sorts haha). I remained relaxed and calm and the thrashing came to a halt pretty quickly, probably after only 6 seconds or so.

The most convincing story experience I had with this supernatural being was my last experience with it. I was in 5th grade, laying on my stomach doing math homework when my mother walked in and cranked open my large window, suggesting I should get some fresh air in there as it was a very nice day outside. My mother and I were the only two in the house. She proceeded to head downstairs, open the door that leads to the garage and shut it with her on the other side. That exact moment I heard rapid squeaking right above my head, coming from the window. Sure enough when I looked up my window was closed tight. All of my other incidents with this “ghost” occurred at night so even I was skeptical as to whether or not I was dreaming this stuff up. When that happened though, while I was wide awake and immediately following an specific action (my mother exiting the home leaving just me there), I knew it was real. This crank window can not be pushed shut, for it would break. There wasn’t much wind that day, something had cranked it shut with exceptional speed above my head and it wasn’t something visible to the naked eye. I had a ghost in my house.

I casually got up and went into the garage and told my mom about what had just happened. She was pretty relaxed about it too, as this “ghost” has never attacked or really hurt any of us. Trying to decipher what the closing of the window may have meant, one hypothesis was that it was symbolizing it’s departing from the house. I wouldn’t be surprised if it is just a coincidence, but that was the last time I experienced anything supernatural in my home.

My comet story (described in another blog post) could also have been affiliated with a supernatural event. It was almost as if something communicated to me to drop my toys and sprint over to the window and open the blinds. The instant this happened I saw a comet flying through the night sky.

What does all of this mean? What is the true significance of a supernatural world to me? It is the fact that it opens up doors to other possibilities, such as a God, a Devil, Angels, Demons, etc. The way I looked at it was, if there can be invisible entities throwing legos, slamming doors and cranking windows shut… there could be a God.

Fast forward to my junior year in high school. I was riding my bike at my local (and small) skatepark when all of a sudden I felt like packing up and going for a random cruise. I drove through Centerville and up 20th Ave. I came across a large building that had been under construction for some time, a fairly new Church building. Eagle Brook Church, Lino Lakes Campus.

I figured what the heck, it’s been years since I’ve been to a church. I walk in and check the place out. I love adventure, exploration, seeing new things. Low and behold, right as I was walking in a service was just beginning. I walked up to the front row and participated in my first non-denominational church service. I was blown away! This place was so different from the Catholic Church I was used to (years before) and felt like I really connected. After the service I went up front to receive some prayer and the people up there who spoke/prayed with me were none-other than Krista T’s (She got married so I forget her current last name) parents! She was a girl I had classes with in elementary school and I had met her parents a few times during field trips.

The odds of everything falling into place like it did and so spontaneously… kind of reminds me of the comet story. Almost as though something possibly communicated for me to get in my van and drive there at that instant.

I’ll try and wrap this up as I’m at my overnight gig and want to head back home to work on my photography I need to get to my clientele. I may even revisit this blog post and add more to it.

Over the next few years I began seeing and feeling connections between extraordinary events, the name Jesus Christ, God and the Bible. True, Jesus or Christ are not the names used in the Bible but simply how we have translated them  (From what I’ve observed Yeshua [Hebrew יֵשׁוּעַ] and eeaysoos [Greek Iησοῦς] are apparently his actual name(s) written during his lifetime on Earth as a human ).

I used logic. First off, being that there are invisible creatures there is more to life and physics than what what simply can be seen (and most likely scientifically observed). So what are these invisible things? What are they affiliated with? After seeing actions and reactions with the name Jesus Christ, prayer, the Bible, God, etc. I concluded that, despite all of the horrific evils of the world, despite all of the doubt so many people have, despite how crazy it is to believe in Him after everything that goes on (and doesn’t go on), He still is the most logical explanation.

From there I went on to further my Christ following endeavors by reading in the Bible, doing a Bible study (even leading one. Really enjoyable! Would love to do it again someday), doing some Christian Conferences, etc. Century College and the Christian movement there played a big role in the growing of my faith.

Each of those topics listed in the paragraph above could make for loads of great blogs, so I may do that at some point.

Don’t get me wrong, I still have many doubts about God, Christ, the Bible, etc. from time to time. Sometimes it’ll be a longer season than others in which I struggle with my faith, but I never fail to pray to God and attempt to include Him in my daily life. I apologize regularly to Him for things I do, say, or neglect to do or say.

Anyway, in a super shortened summary of how supernatural (and potentially supernatural) events led me to believe in Christ, God, that the Bible is a holy book etc…. There you go.

 

Kick-back to 1996, I believe it was either winter or early spring (I could be wrong). I was in 2nd grade playing with my WWF action figures at night when suddenly I had this intense urge to drop what I was doing, run to my window and open the blinds. It is hard to explain, but I had something like an electrical pulse shoot into my head. No idea how I was able to instantaneously understand I was to drop everything and run to the window. A mystery I don’t believe I’ll ever uncover for sure.

The very instant I did this I saw a spectacular blue/white (mostly white) object falling through the sky and crash into the Earth. It was HUGE!!!!! I figured this because I couldn’t hear it, nor could I hear the crash, so I knew it was far away. If it was far away and still appeared large in the night sky, it would have to have been a massive object. I ran to find my grandpa and told him the biggest airplane I’ve ever seen, a space shuttle or a U.F.O. had just crashed! Naturally he didn’t believe me, but the following morning he confirmed my sightings, although it wasn’t what I expected. On the news it was said a comet (Pretty sure it was Comet Hyakutake) flew by at what is considered a close distance to Earth, and could be visible from our area.

I’ll update this if I ever find out for sure which comet it was, but I’m 90% sure it was Comet Hyakutake.

Kyle Heaser 11/24/14

I know my singing is absolutely nothing worth bragging about (It’s actually really bad), but I love song writing so I won’t let something like that hold me back from creating music that is meaningful to my life. Additionally, I expect all of my recordings will be unedited and recorded from a cell phone, so don’t be anticipating any high quality recordings!

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An Angel Like You

[Written February of 2012]

Well I was living, in a dream

I’d wake up in the morning with an angle lying next to me

What did I do, what did I do?

For the good Lord to bless me with an angel like you?

What did he see, that led him to believe

That an angel like you should be given to me, yeah?

All I want to do in this life

Is give a little love’n get a little love’n yeah

All I want to do in this life

Is spend it with a Girl like you

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Frozen Journey

[Writen today, 11/23/14]

Here we go, 

Down this abandoned Road

No one around so they don’t even know

That the stars are out and the moon does glow

Now you know

Will you, 

Flip with me, into the skies?

Spin in circles but baby don’t ask me why?

Would you run through the woods at night

and kiss on a frozen stream,

With me?

Here I am, 

I’m writing this little tune

Hoping it will get me another date or two

’cause I know who I am, and I know it’s true that I’d

Be good for you

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Another Loss Another Hope

(12/13/14)

I wrote this song in response to messing things up because of alcohol. I was sober till just a couple years ago and, naturally, all of the mistakes that I make if I’m drinking never occurred before. I always want to be a better person and to grow in my faith with God, and to make him and others proud of who I am. This song goes into those things to. While drinking more than I should isn’t something I don’t do all the time, it still has caused me to mess things up with a few friends and potential girl friends. Last night was one of those nights

Here I go again, and I make things worse

Do something that, doesn’t work

Never used to be

Like Me

Been here one too many times

Hearing myself saying these lines

Never used to be

Like Me

Oh would you help me God?

I begging

Would you hear me God?

I want to turn things around

Be the man I can be

Cause life’s just too damn short to spend it,

In regrets, so

I better stop messing around, and learn to

turn a drink down

Cause life’s just too damn short to spend it,

wasting even a single day

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Starlit Kiss

[12/5/14]

I’m hoping for a

Sweet kiss, on those lips

Those lips,  they’re sweeter than honey

would you, give it to me?

Baby Baby Baby now

won’t you please, give me a

Sweet kiss, under the stars

on those lips,  they’re sweeter than honey

would you, give it to me?

Baby Baby Baby now,

won’t you please, give it to me

There are a number of positives and negatives to be drawn out from having an excessive amount of work on one’s plate. For me, at this moment, I wish I didn’t have to be in such a predicament. My current schedule is as follows:

Sunday night through Thursdy evening

10:00pm-Begin overnight job (get 4-5 hours of sleep) working with 4 mentally disabled adult males in Roseville

8:15am-Depart from job

8:25am-8:35am work out/shower at Anytime Fitness

9:00am-5:00pm: Photograph motorcycle apparel in New Brighton

6:15pm-arrive at home in Eden Prairie and work on my photography company’s photos till 9:15pm, when I depart for my overnight job again. I may squeeze in some sleep in there too.

Thursday night I go and do something entertaining (This Thursday I have a hot date! Trampoline park at Skyzone followed by cookie baking/eating at my place. Going to be a blast! Plus I’m going to teach her to do her first ever flip 🙂 )

Friday leave by 7:45am for photo gig, probably get back around 5:30pm, then do more photo work as well as goof off a little (I need me time too!), Saturday/Sunday work my ass off on my business, possibly go to church, most likely go do something active and or fun, possibly do some work at the warehouse, and by Sunday night head to my overnight job and repeat the week all over again (hopefully with another date night tossed in there 😉 ).

The only frustrating thing with this current schedule is the fact that I have an abundance of things that need to get done but I simply don’t have the time available to do them. I’m trying to get it figured out, but till then all I can do is my best. At my overnight job right now and one of the guys keeps taking off his shoes, staring at his feet while wiggling his toes and putting his shoes back on haha.

Fingers crossed everything will work out well enough and as soon as possible my life will be back to a more normal 40-50 hour work week instead of a 110 hour work week (40 hours here, 40 at the photo place and 30 for all my other clientele with my photography company)

-Kyle Heaser 11/19/14

 

Traditionally I choose never to run on treadmills for a number of reasons. The most obvious of which is the extreme lack of adventure. On a treadmill not only do run in place, you remove yourself from seeing, exploring and experiencing the great outdoors, a new city area, etc. Regardless of how scenic the location is that you are in, it’s far more interesting than the scenery from a treadmill.

That being said, I did in-fact use a treadmill this morning. Why, you may ask? I was in between my overnight job (working with 4 mentally handicapped adult males) in Roseville and a photography gig photographing motorcycle apparel in New Brighton. I needed to kill time and couldn’t afford getting super dirty/muddy so I went to a local Snap Fitness. After a very short warm up, I decided to try and see how long I could last at 11mph (the max speed of the machine). I was dumbfounded by what ensued. I not only ran the duration of time to complete a mile (5:27), I felt as though I could have finished a mile even quicker…. I never have ran like that in my life. The fastest time (and most recent, prior to today) I’ve ever been clocked at (8 years ago) was in the ballpark of an 5:58 mile.

To be completely honest, I don’t know if what just happened was a fluke or an error with the treadmill so I’ll be testing this on another treadmill on another day, and then if I get the same result will time a mile run on a track. My assumption is I had a random burst of energy as I’ve never experienced that before, but who knows? I have been training lately and maintaining a healthier diet than normal.

So this morning has been exciting and I accomplished a first: a sub 5:30 mile run, as well as a great leg work out using their weights and various machines afterwards.

-Kyle Heaser 11/11 at 11:11am and 11 seconds