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| One of the most commonly asked questions, of anyone, (including a lot of long nights for myself) is 'Why do good things happen for bad people?'or conversely, 'Why do bad things happen to good people?' This is something I've definitely asked in the past, and its pretty much positive that I'll end up asking it of God in the future because it's such an easy retreat into the trap of wondering why things aren't "going right, aren't fair" for me. I'm realizing more each day that 'Who am I to decide whether I'm a good person or not?', and even moreso, 'What is fair, and who should decide it?' This cry for fairness goes totally against my faith in Christ, as it is my own cry for attention to a God has already paid a huge price for my life. I'm coming ever closer to the fact that I deserve nothing (even though God already gave me His Son!), and yet I've been given more than I could ever ask for. I have eternal life with my Father in Heaven! And still I complain about fairness! I still get caught up in the same hunger for more, the crying out for justice because things aren't "going my way". What can my mind fathom for the plans of my life moreso than God? Absolutely nothing! I've already been blessed with something that goes beyond all reason and fairness, yet I still mope about life's "fairness" when relationships go awry or a celebrity receives press for changing her clothes. Father, just allow me to accept the gift of Your Son and allow that to complete me, to define my life, and to stop thinking about so much superfluous crap. I've never seen good intentions set a man free. | | |
| I love watching people do the things that they love. One of my most favorite things is to observe people during corporate worship, simply pouring themselves out for the God of all creation. I find that there is not many things better than seeing people give their all to God by praising Him through song. Watching someone else's passion helps bring clarity to why they love doing what they do.
At times, for me, it takes watching someone else be passionate about something in order for me to fully appreciate and understand that. My love for music was spurred on from going to live shows. Not only from the bands loving the music they're playing, but also from the crowd. Watching the rythmic movements of heads, the pure desire for each successive note, especially those simply closing their eyes and allowing the notes to carry them to a state not attained outside of the realm of music.
The same goes for everything in life, at least to my own personal experience. I learned to love the sweet taste of diction from those much more adpet at it than I, from Shakespeare, to C.S. Lewis, to J.R.R. Tolkien. My love for movies came easily, not only from the sheer quantity, and what I deem quality, of movies watched, but from enjoying movies with those who love them. Seeing Star Wars amongst hundreds of completely passionate fans, including those so involved that they chose to dress like their favorite characters, simply out of their love the the series.Some new favorites of mine, borne out of the observing and interacting with the passion of others include; sand volleyball (the sheer verocity in which kasey, jose, and dodge play this game is impossible to ignore and become enraptured with), ultimate frisbee (who knew throwing a flying disc could bring such enjoyment?), board games (jeremy brings a whole new meaning to the term 'witty'), and most unashamedly, survivor (who could resist something erin riley is so passionate about?)
I just pray that the same passion I see in others is the same pasion being reflected back to them from my own life, for everything I'm passionate about. The one thing I desire most is that my passion for Christ would be seen by all. Without Jesus, my life has no purpose, and I pray that my words and actions can convey even an inkling of this, not only clearly, but passionately. The love and grace that Jesus Christ shown to not only me, but everyone, is far more than I could ever dream of, yet I feel that I don't share it enough whatsoever. How can something so vital to my life remain so dormant in my conversations? This life I've been given is merely a vapor, and I pray that God can use my life in such a way that only He can be seen, and nothing I do is worth being seen. I am nothing without the indescribable love of Christ | | |
| well, after seeing pride & prejudice for the 3rd time, a couple of things pop into my mind
-jane austen can truly write a love story
-i wish we still danced the way they did back then
-guys are definitely not doing enough to make girls feel loved..
so for now, im dedicating myself to treating each and every girl i come into contact with with the utmost love and respect. if anyone sees me not doing this, feel free to punch me right in the face. or maybe just tell me. we, as guys, shouldn't be intimidated by mr darcy, but instead be inspired to go above and beyond the expectations that this character set. girls, don't lose your hopes for a guy of mr darcy's standards, and definitely don't settle for a guy who doesn't meet your every expectation. wait for the guy who exceeds your expectations! and we as guys need to show the girls in our lives the love they need and desire to have. we need to guard their herats and minds above all else.
guys these days pretty much digust me with how pitifully they treat their wives and girlfriends. an aim conversation or a text message is definitely not the way to express one's love for another. "you're hot" is the ugliest, most pathetic attempt at a compliment. girls need to be reassured of their true beauty in more ways than just a simple two-word phrase. i just hate having the watch the typical high school relationship every single day because so many girls are trapped into liking a guy who doesn't respect her for her, but rather for what she'll do for him. i hate it.
i think this is why the guys in my life who do treat their girlfriends/wives, as well as all girls, well are the guys who i look up to the most. derek, kyle, aj, mr bill, jeremy, randy, andy, adam among others...thanks for being an amazing example to me.
in other news, if anyone is still reading, which i highly doubt, santa's wonderland was beyond amazing. also, i got my ticket for narnia-midnight on thursday! woo! go buy one! | | |
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1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.
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| well, i've had this thing for 392 days and this will be only my third entry. who's excited? well to be honest, i'm really not, but i had a bookoo so i've got quite the amount of energy. i really enjoy life, and am incredibly fortunate to have the friends that i do. my birthday was amazing, and i got the best birthday presents i have ever recieved, and will cherish them will all of me. next saturday i'm having a party for my birthday at my house. come if you'd like. 7-12 ish. just hanging out time. | | |
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