Well, I'm finally leaving blogspot and moving to tumblr. It's been a long time coming but I think after reaching the 200 post mark and the Steelers losing the superbowl, it's time for something new. If you still would like to follow me, I'll be here: http://memoirs-of-a-slumdog.tumblr.com/
It's been fun.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Sprit of sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father." The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God's children.
I wish someone could illustrate this emotion/love/beautiful thing. These words make the most loving and awesome picture in my mind. I feel secure and strong and confident.
I wish someone could illustrate this emotion/love/beautiful thing. These words make the most loving and awesome picture in my mind. I feel secure and strong and confident.
Friday, February 4, 2011
The funny thing about me is that I wouldn't mind going out like this when I'm older. Being 75 and just playing in a small setting with people that just love to listen and experience musicians. True musicians. Not producers and figureheads. I can see myself in that chair.
I could listen to the blues forever.
February 14th
Why does Valentine's Day exist?
I think this year more than ever before I've totally forgotten that it's a holiday and that it's real. I just don't really understand why. If you're with someone you can love them or treat them any day you want. And if you have someone in mind I feel like you could put yourself out there anyday. I just don't understand what the significance is. Maybe people are unhappy and they just need an excuse to go out and try to spice up their lives since it's celebrated that everyone does it. But at the same time everyone doesn't. Maybe it's a mental thing? Still don't get it.
I think this year more than ever before I've totally forgotten that it's a holiday and that it's real. I just don't really understand why. If you're with someone you can love them or treat them any day you want. And if you have someone in mind I feel like you could put yourself out there anyday. I just don't understand what the significance is. Maybe people are unhappy and they just need an excuse to go out and try to spice up their lives since it's celebrated that everyone does it. But at the same time everyone doesn't. Maybe it's a mental thing? Still don't get it.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we dont yet have, we wait for it patiently.
In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God's will.
Romans 8:24-27
I Love this.
In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God's will.
Romans 8:24-27
I Love this.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
True Love
"God is not found in religion, or nature, or other people. God is not found in rules and church. God is found in love, which saturates all things in the moment it saturates us. That is the miracle of being made in the image of God. When we ask Him to, He will spill out of us and inhabit everything we touch. I want to touch as many and as much as I possibly can. I’m walking in power now, in glory, in honor, in praise. I am finally believing that I am loved, I know that I was made to love. And that has changed everything."
It is 2:54 in the morning and I just read one of the most emotionally gripping testimonies I've ever come in contact with. I'm truly speechless at the moment. What I find very interesting is that I've seen many times, even in my own life how God constantly reminds me that I'm not in control. That I can't fix me or my situations. I push so hard to be a super hero to only come to the conclusion that I fall short. I have a pride issue. I think I know what justice is, I think I know what is right and what's wrong, only to find out that I'm consuming myself through my alleged knowledge. Knowing "things" doesn't really matter. Knowing "things" doesn't save me from myself. This life is such a paradox. I'm just so thankful that God is greater than all this. That he is working upon our behalf. That he loves us so much that he'd do anything for us.
I found one of the most compelling quotes from the testimony to be:
“You have to realize that when given the choice between you and Jesus, God chose you and put Jesus on the cross.”
That is love.
Honestly, I'd never really ever thought about it like that before. But here I am, only because of what he's done. I can never be thankful enough.
Keep The Peace
It is 2:54 in the morning and I just read one of the most emotionally gripping testimonies I've ever come in contact with. I'm truly speechless at the moment. What I find very interesting is that I've seen many times, even in my own life how God constantly reminds me that I'm not in control. That I can't fix me or my situations. I push so hard to be a super hero to only come to the conclusion that I fall short. I have a pride issue. I think I know what justice is, I think I know what is right and what's wrong, only to find out that I'm consuming myself through my alleged knowledge. Knowing "things" doesn't really matter. Knowing "things" doesn't save me from myself. This life is such a paradox. I'm just so thankful that God is greater than all this. That he is working upon our behalf. That he loves us so much that he'd do anything for us.
I found one of the most compelling quotes from the testimony to be:
“You have to realize that when given the choice between you and Jesus, God chose you and put Jesus on the cross.”
That is love.
Honestly, I'd never really ever thought about it like that before. But here I am, only because of what he's done. I can never be thankful enough.
Keep The Peace
Monday, January 31, 2011
I feel like someone needs to hear this.
Today I'm thinking about the future. Not just the future, but the concept of dreams and how we live them out. To be quite honest I've never really had dreams from what I can remember. The only one that I can think of that stuck around for a little while was being a pro soccer player. But I realized along the way that that life track just wasn't for me.
I bring this up just to say that many people find identity within their dreams. Their concepts of their "ideal" life and its circumstances are a goal which propels them to do many things. Things that may even contradict the "dream" itself. For example, many people make music because they have a dream of becoming a star or wish to have their voice, story and feelings shared with the public. That same raw passion translated through their art. But many times these people are forced to sell out or to contradict what their major vision or emotion that they wanted to be shared in the first place. This can occur due to factors like economic issues or public acceptance. So we live this life somewhat blindly in that sense. We don't really know what these dreams will look like once they are manifested within our situation. I feel like sometimes we have these dreams just because of the idea that we're supposed to. That fulfilling these goals will then define us as the "successful" type human being. This may be true, granted I have not "made it" yet so I couldn't tell you whether that's right or wrong, but for me it's very different.
Since I have never really had such a convicting passion or goal in my life I've been sort of just going through the motions. I go to school because that's what people do at my age. I have hobbies that I love but according to the standards of the world, it is very difficult to make a living trying to do the things I enjoy doing. So as of right now I have no drive as far as future career goals and money is concerned. I deal and work hard to keep my options open.
But not too long ago I came to the realization that I will never know what I want. I will never know what I "should" be doing because only at the end of all the work you've put in do you find out if that was right or not. Only when you get the job and start working it do you find out that you just wasted two years of tuition and a summer internship in a hospital to come to the conclusion that you can't handle the pressure. And furthermore, every man and woman on this earth suffers the same fate. Regardless if you're ugly, pretty, famous, nameless, black, white, yellow, rich, poor, happy, sad, etc., we all live and we all die. No one, really, is better than anyone else because you're still going to suffer the same fate as your neighbor. Bill Gates is still going to be either put into the ground or cast into the air just like any other person.
Paralleling this discovery came the discovery of my faith. It's only natural to ask yourself as a senior in high school, "what do I want to do with my life?" The fact of the matter is that I've never been able to answer it. So as I dove into the concept of God and trying to believe in the truths that He loves me and would never leave me, I decided that I should trust in Him because he knows what's best for me. As my mind somewhat tossed and turned with this idea I started to realize that this is the only way I can make sense of how I feel. I'm not supposed to feel comfortable in this skin. The life that I'm living is only temporary, and this life is so fast and unpredictable that my future has just never been clear cut for me. With all these things storming around in my head I became confused and as I went away to a Youth Group retreat I heard a story of how a peer of mine asked God for a sign and he did something miraculous and answered. Granted I "believed" in God but I've never truly seen him work.
So with a new perspective on life and not knowing which way to go, I asked God what I should do. I had already gotten into Pitt and I was wondering if it was the right school for me. So one day as I prayed before school I asked God, "God, if Pitt is the right school for me, can you give me a difinitive answer today?" And it was very interesting because of course I had faith but I didn't expect God to come through and speak so clearly to me. When I came home from school and checked the mail, Pitt had sent me a huge pamphlet, and when I opened up the packaging the header said "World of Possibilities". It was so weird because it took me a second to understand what happened. I was confident but I wasn't 100 percent sure that this would happen. What if I had asked God the day before and I didn't receive that pamphlet the day I asked? What if the mailman dropped it? What if my mom was home and put the mail in her office and I didn't see the pamphlet 'til days later? What if they marked it for the next house over and it took a day or two for them to return it to me?
You see, these things are not coincidental. These signs are miraculous. There really is no other way to describe it. And it's funny because that alone is the only reason why I'm here. To be honest I can't afford to go to school here, I will be head deep in loans when I get out, I have no scholarship money, and there's no guarantees that I'll be able to get a job and get up on my feet once I graduate. The fact of the matter is... This is where I'm supposed to be. And the only reason is because God told me so. I don't know my future and to be honest, the turn of events that led me here probably just made it "harder" in the sense of worldy terms. But at the same time I've grown so much since I've been here. God has provided me with a church, and friends, and has challenged me to seek Him and respond to His calling. And the thing about my life right now is that it's not supposed to be understood. I don't expect everyone to read this and be like, "Wow, I'm gonna convert to Christianity and ask God to reveal my life to me." I don't expect anyone to understand this, because I don't understand it. I'm not even going to go so far as to say that I know this is right because I'm at peace and I'm happy. Because I'm not always at peace and happy here. Many times I struggle and I hurt and being in an environment where I have crazy kids around me that aren't really anything like me sometimes just makes it tougher. But there is something in my heart that keeps me here, that tells me that I'm in the right spot for now. And that's all I have to go off of.
It's interesting because we look at the Bible and see the stories of Moses for example as these people that were obviously divine and so far away from what we are. These people are "holy" and you'd never expect God to choose someone like me or you to carry out the mass exodus of an oppressed people or build an arc to weather the storm of the world. But at the same time these "holy" ones never heard the whole story. They never knew that they'd be recorded in history. All they did was receive a word and listen. And often times this word from God made their life more difficult. Moses had to go home and tell his brother, the Pharaoh of Egypt, to let God's people go. I'm sure Moses would've rather just not confronted that and chilled with his wife in the desert. I'm sure if it was up to Jesus, He would've rather not had to be whipped and beaten and broken and nailed to a cross. But he submitted understanding that this was his purpose.
Now... I don't know what my purpose is, and I don't know where I can find it or how I'm going to get there, or if I'll even understand it in this life. But I know that this experience is part of the track to finding where I belong and what I'm for. And knowing that God is with me and He is right beside me helping me sift through this convoluted world and holding me up with his righteous hand makes this adventure with no known destination bearable. And what I do know is that in the next life I'll be able to see all that He's done through me and understand completely where I fit in his kingdom. Whatever my role may be, I will know that I did what I was supposed to do and I was successful at fulfilling my calling.
"Now wee see things imperfectly as in a poor mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God knows me now."
This is what I always come back to. This is why I wake up every morning. This is why I can smile.
I bring this up just to say that many people find identity within their dreams. Their concepts of their "ideal" life and its circumstances are a goal which propels them to do many things. Things that may even contradict the "dream" itself. For example, many people make music because they have a dream of becoming a star or wish to have their voice, story and feelings shared with the public. That same raw passion translated through their art. But many times these people are forced to sell out or to contradict what their major vision or emotion that they wanted to be shared in the first place. This can occur due to factors like economic issues or public acceptance. So we live this life somewhat blindly in that sense. We don't really know what these dreams will look like once they are manifested within our situation. I feel like sometimes we have these dreams just because of the idea that we're supposed to. That fulfilling these goals will then define us as the "successful" type human being. This may be true, granted I have not "made it" yet so I couldn't tell you whether that's right or wrong, but for me it's very different.
Since I have never really had such a convicting passion or goal in my life I've been sort of just going through the motions. I go to school because that's what people do at my age. I have hobbies that I love but according to the standards of the world, it is very difficult to make a living trying to do the things I enjoy doing. So as of right now I have no drive as far as future career goals and money is concerned. I deal and work hard to keep my options open.
But not too long ago I came to the realization that I will never know what I want. I will never know what I "should" be doing because only at the end of all the work you've put in do you find out if that was right or not. Only when you get the job and start working it do you find out that you just wasted two years of tuition and a summer internship in a hospital to come to the conclusion that you can't handle the pressure. And furthermore, every man and woman on this earth suffers the same fate. Regardless if you're ugly, pretty, famous, nameless, black, white, yellow, rich, poor, happy, sad, etc., we all live and we all die. No one, really, is better than anyone else because you're still going to suffer the same fate as your neighbor. Bill Gates is still going to be either put into the ground or cast into the air just like any other person.
Paralleling this discovery came the discovery of my faith. It's only natural to ask yourself as a senior in high school, "what do I want to do with my life?" The fact of the matter is that I've never been able to answer it. So as I dove into the concept of God and trying to believe in the truths that He loves me and would never leave me, I decided that I should trust in Him because he knows what's best for me. As my mind somewhat tossed and turned with this idea I started to realize that this is the only way I can make sense of how I feel. I'm not supposed to feel comfortable in this skin. The life that I'm living is only temporary, and this life is so fast and unpredictable that my future has just never been clear cut for me. With all these things storming around in my head I became confused and as I went away to a Youth Group retreat I heard a story of how a peer of mine asked God for a sign and he did something miraculous and answered. Granted I "believed" in God but I've never truly seen him work.
So with a new perspective on life and not knowing which way to go, I asked God what I should do. I had already gotten into Pitt and I was wondering if it was the right school for me. So one day as I prayed before school I asked God, "God, if Pitt is the right school for me, can you give me a difinitive answer today?" And it was very interesting because of course I had faith but I didn't expect God to come through and speak so clearly to me. When I came home from school and checked the mail, Pitt had sent me a huge pamphlet, and when I opened up the packaging the header said "World of Possibilities". It was so weird because it took me a second to understand what happened. I was confident but I wasn't 100 percent sure that this would happen. What if I had asked God the day before and I didn't receive that pamphlet the day I asked? What if the mailman dropped it? What if my mom was home and put the mail in her office and I didn't see the pamphlet 'til days later? What if they marked it for the next house over and it took a day or two for them to return it to me?
You see, these things are not coincidental. These signs are miraculous. There really is no other way to describe it. And it's funny because that alone is the only reason why I'm here. To be honest I can't afford to go to school here, I will be head deep in loans when I get out, I have no scholarship money, and there's no guarantees that I'll be able to get a job and get up on my feet once I graduate. The fact of the matter is... This is where I'm supposed to be. And the only reason is because God told me so. I don't know my future and to be honest, the turn of events that led me here probably just made it "harder" in the sense of worldy terms. But at the same time I've grown so much since I've been here. God has provided me with a church, and friends, and has challenged me to seek Him and respond to His calling. And the thing about my life right now is that it's not supposed to be understood. I don't expect everyone to read this and be like, "Wow, I'm gonna convert to Christianity and ask God to reveal my life to me." I don't expect anyone to understand this, because I don't understand it. I'm not even going to go so far as to say that I know this is right because I'm at peace and I'm happy. Because I'm not always at peace and happy here. Many times I struggle and I hurt and being in an environment where I have crazy kids around me that aren't really anything like me sometimes just makes it tougher. But there is something in my heart that keeps me here, that tells me that I'm in the right spot for now. And that's all I have to go off of.
It's interesting because we look at the Bible and see the stories of Moses for example as these people that were obviously divine and so far away from what we are. These people are "holy" and you'd never expect God to choose someone like me or you to carry out the mass exodus of an oppressed people or build an arc to weather the storm of the world. But at the same time these "holy" ones never heard the whole story. They never knew that they'd be recorded in history. All they did was receive a word and listen. And often times this word from God made their life more difficult. Moses had to go home and tell his brother, the Pharaoh of Egypt, to let God's people go. I'm sure Moses would've rather just not confronted that and chilled with his wife in the desert. I'm sure if it was up to Jesus, He would've rather not had to be whipped and beaten and broken and nailed to a cross. But he submitted understanding that this was his purpose.
Now... I don't know what my purpose is, and I don't know where I can find it or how I'm going to get there, or if I'll even understand it in this life. But I know that this experience is part of the track to finding where I belong and what I'm for. And knowing that God is with me and He is right beside me helping me sift through this convoluted world and holding me up with his righteous hand makes this adventure with no known destination bearable. And what I do know is that in the next life I'll be able to see all that He's done through me and understand completely where I fit in his kingdom. Whatever my role may be, I will know that I did what I was supposed to do and I was successful at fulfilling my calling.
"Now wee see things imperfectly as in a poor mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God knows me now."
This is what I always come back to. This is why I wake up every morning. This is why I can smile.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
You
As a fairly creative kid please understand the fact that I do appreciate the art of life. The interaction, the craft behind words and self expression etc. But there is much to be said about being who you are when the last cock crows. There comes a point where all that talk and all your skills go out the window. Where you are judged by your actions because actions speak louder than words. As much as we try to talk and defend our position, it is found out to be fruitless. We are seen for the very clear and at times simply defined beings that we are to the core. Whatever that may be, understand that that is what matters. We have the ability to create whoever that person is, but at times it is very hard to alter who that is. But what needs to be understood is that person is appreciated by some people but isn't compatible for everyone. And there comes a day where you must realize that you as a person will not be able to satisfy everyone. As much as you want to say the right things and to be soon within the "good" group of people in everyone's mind, you won't be. I feel like if you somehow have a mass group of people that do "like" you than I believe that you don't really have a stand for anything, because if you ever take a strong position, especially in a moral sense then you will have opposition.
This level of understanding is very interesting to me, because I acknowledge my opposition with my life and I am no longer afraid of being judged by my claims. I'm no longer afraid of not being liked because I don't expect everyone to understand who I am or why I make the decisions I do. And the best part is I'm okay with that. It took me a very long time to be okay with being out of the middle of everything and just being me. But learning how to deal with myself and taking the time to understand what's really important to me has been the best time I've spent. I have a true identity that I like and to me that's priceless.
This level of understanding is very interesting to me, because I acknowledge my opposition with my life and I am no longer afraid of being judged by my claims. I'm no longer afraid of not being liked because I don't expect everyone to understand who I am or why I make the decisions I do. And the best part is I'm okay with that. It took me a very long time to be okay with being out of the middle of everything and just being me. But learning how to deal with myself and taking the time to understand what's really important to me has been the best time I've spent. I have a true identity that I like and to me that's priceless.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
"We believe that the death of Christ is just that point in history at which something absolutely unimaginable from outside shows through into our own world. And if we cannot picture even the atoms of which our own world is built, of course we are not going to be able to picture this. Indeed, if we found that we could fully understand it, that very fact would show it was not what it professes to be-- the inconceivable, the uncreated, the thing from beyond nature, striking down into nature like lighting."
-C.S. Lewis
That man sure could paint pictures with words while making extremely difficult concepts understandable and tangible to lesser minds like myself.
-C.S. Lewis
That man sure could paint pictures with words while making extremely difficult concepts understandable and tangible to lesser minds like myself.
Friday, January 21, 2011
1.21.11
Today was a nothing day. Probably the best nothing day I've had in awhile. I had a lot of time to focus, to think, and to evaluate. I took a quality nap. I took pictures for the first time in awhile and I edited them. Today's one of the first days in awhile where I haven't felt dissapointed in myself or lacking of anything. I don't really know how to describe that feeling, but I think the closest thing it feels like is safety. Like you're in your jams and your warmest blanket with the people closest to you. But you're actually by yourself. Usually I'm always feeling like I need to be doing things or hanging out with people or making plans to feel satisfied or happy. Today I didn't really do any of that. I didn't hang out with anyone. I spoke more words in class today than I did outside of class I think. But this is the best I've felt in a long time. It's funny how I'm happy when I don't try to be. When I'm not worrying and I'm giving myself quiet so God can speak to me. When I'm alone and focused on what's right. Nothing feels better than that.
I don't expect anyone to really get this. It doesn't really make sense at all. I read on Heather's blog not too long ago where she had a quote that said, "Something is wrong when our lives make sense to unbelievers." It's pretty funny cause my life doesn't even make sense to me most times. But that in itself is beautiful. Maybe this is what it feels like to live a more abandoned life for God? It's pretty exciting although it doesn't sound that way. Eff... I'm happy.
"I the Lord search the heart and examine the mind, to reward a man according to his conduct, according to what his deeds deserve."
-Jeremiah 17:10
Keep The Peaceahhhhh
I don't expect anyone to really get this. It doesn't really make sense at all. I read on Heather's blog not too long ago where she had a quote that said, "Something is wrong when our lives make sense to unbelievers." It's pretty funny cause my life doesn't even make sense to me most times. But that in itself is beautiful. Maybe this is what it feels like to live a more abandoned life for God? It's pretty exciting although it doesn't sound that way. Eff... I'm happy.
"I the Lord search the heart and examine the mind, to reward a man according to his conduct, according to what his deeds deserve."
-Jeremiah 17:10
Keep The Peaceahhhhh
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Free Willy
In case you are unaware, Free Willy is a movie that was released in 1993 about a young boy named Jesse and his friendship with an orca whale named Willy. This movie is my favorite movie of all time, and it holds great significance to me.
I always find it surprising to me when I've found my feelings invested in something. I'm not a super touchy feely guy when it comes to a lot of stuff but I am very passionate about relationships. Free Willy was the first movie I ever fell in love with. I remember being like 3 or 4 years old and just watching it over and over and over again. My Nana would literally have to turn it off the TV and put me down for a nap so she could watch her soaps. It's weird because it's the memory I always come back to. I remember that harmonica that Jesse played, and the indian man, and Willy jumping over him at the end on the rocks, and Michael Jackson's song. The tunes are engraned within my heart and when I hear the words or I hear the theme I immediately get emotional. I think Free Willy is the greatest symbol for my childhood. Everything about the movie still speaks to me. I can identify with feeling alone and being lost and not understanding things and just wanting a friend. I can still feel all those emotions. And it's probably been about 10 years since I've watched the film and today I watched it for the first time and I almost cried. The way our hearts store hope is incredible. The way we can relate to these very individual encounters that occur during childhood is pretty crazy. The fact that I can be more excited about a movie that was made almost 20 years ago that I've seen countless times than the newest releases says a lot about what we hold sacred to our hearts.
Anyways enough of the sappy stuff, I just wish I had a friend like that. Someone outside of the whole system, that just got me. I think that unusual bond that made me believe that anything is possible is what really got me attached.
I always find it surprising to me when I've found my feelings invested in something. I'm not a super touchy feely guy when it comes to a lot of stuff but I am very passionate about relationships. Free Willy was the first movie I ever fell in love with. I remember being like 3 or 4 years old and just watching it over and over and over again. My Nana would literally have to turn it off the TV and put me down for a nap so she could watch her soaps. It's weird because it's the memory I always come back to. I remember that harmonica that Jesse played, and the indian man, and Willy jumping over him at the end on the rocks, and Michael Jackson's song. The tunes are engraned within my heart and when I hear the words or I hear the theme I immediately get emotional. I think Free Willy is the greatest symbol for my childhood. Everything about the movie still speaks to me. I can identify with feeling alone and being lost and not understanding things and just wanting a friend. I can still feel all those emotions. And it's probably been about 10 years since I've watched the film and today I watched it for the first time and I almost cried. The way our hearts store hope is incredible. The way we can relate to these very individual encounters that occur during childhood is pretty crazy. The fact that I can be more excited about a movie that was made almost 20 years ago that I've seen countless times than the newest releases says a lot about what we hold sacred to our hearts.
Anyways enough of the sappy stuff, I just wish I had a friend like that. Someone outside of the whole system, that just got me. I think that unusual bond that made me believe that anything is possible is what really got me attached.
"Do not get drunk on wine, which leads to debauchery. Instead, be filled with the Spirit. Speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs. Sing and make music in you heart to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. Submit to one another out of reverence for Christ."
-Ephesians 5:18-21
Just wanna say that technology rocks. The fact that I can go on the internet and watch the video of the sermon I missed last Sunday is incredible. There are so many opportunities for me to learn and I'm just really thankful for that today. I've had somewhat of a rough week and God has given me a window of peace. He's settled my mind and my heart for now and I'm just really grateful for that.
Have a good day kids.
-Ephesians 5:18-21
Just wanna say that technology rocks. The fact that I can go on the internet and watch the video of the sermon I missed last Sunday is incredible. There are so many opportunities for me to learn and I'm just really thankful for that today. I've had somewhat of a rough week and God has given me a window of peace. He's settled my mind and my heart for now and I'm just really grateful for that.
Have a good day kids.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Sometimes I feel like I've become a little too independent. Maybe I'm a realist? I dunno. Is it bad that I expect random stuff to happen just so I can remember that I choose my destiny? That all I need is God, and that He's with me? I'm stronger than I expect myself to be. I got a lot to be thankful for also. Things are good. "Gooder" than I give God credit for.
Thank You.
I'm gonna try to focus on the greater things now. Lift me up this week, guide me so that I may be a positive asset to your plan, your vision.
Thank You.
I'm gonna try to focus on the greater things now. Lift me up this week, guide me so that I may be a positive asset to your plan, your vision.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
"Dysfunction results. Instead of individualism meaning thinking for oneself and seeking one’s own truth and sense of morality, individualism becomes wearing freaky clothing, having funny hair, and garnering attention via infantile vulgarity no matter if it is for fame or infamy. These superficial methods are all that are still legal within the system. The true human spirit, however, is suppressed."
Just a little blurb from the article Tommy Pancho posted about the horrors of public education. Just some food for thought.
Just a little blurb from the article Tommy Pancho posted about the horrors of public education. Just some food for thought.
Monday, January 17, 2011
I find it so interesting when people got that gene where people just magnetize to them. Literally the person can stomp all over your face, lie to you, and piss you off yet you can't just leave them alone. People try to salvage whatever they can out of that dump that they just won't let be a dump.
Maybe I've never experienced that because I don't lead people on very well? Or because I'm not in the middle of things in the first place? I don't understand. It'd be nice every once in awhile to get checked up on though. That's not too much to ask for right?
Maybe I've never experienced that because I don't lead people on very well? Or because I'm not in the middle of things in the first place? I don't understand. It'd be nice every once in awhile to get checked up on though. That's not too much to ask for right?
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