Tuesday, September 23, 2008
NEW BLOG SITE
Monday, September 8, 2008
Cycles
Saturday, September 6, 2008
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Tonight, I feel strange…
I feel myself drifting, to a place I can’t explain, to a place distant; a place where I only go when things are awry. Life in prior times has been altered, and life in present times has been something I fight.
I once was told I was going to ‘be somebody’. I hate that.
I want to blend in in a cultural sense. Although my quirky demeanor may cause people to look at me funny, and my often mis-matched clothes may draw attention, I do not want to stand out in areas of character; of my integrity, my work ethic, my self-ish/less attitude.
I want to be like everyone else, because when you’re like everyone else, nobody will hold you responsible for more than an average amount of work, or amount of thanks, or blame, etc.
I long to be like everyone else, because a self-rejecting part of me tells me I’m nobody, and because a part of me, often called common sense (although personally despised) tells me I won’t have to do as much, or deal with as much if I’m just another ordinary Joe.
Some may promptly right me off, by saying that with the acknowledgment of Christ’s death on the cross, and his latter resurrection I am not ordinary, I am enlightened, or blessed, or whatever other prescription Christian lingo you can think of- as if calling you Christian is a prescription for some inexplicable yet so easily deniable need to be different/special/personal. But the acknowledgment of Christ’s divine love for me gives me little more than an opportunity to learn more or to brag of my recognition of His sacrifice.
In order to actually be someone different, I have to become soluble with the person(s) of Christ. I have to let Him move me and mold me and melt me. I have to become nothing short of fully saturated in His love, and in His longing for me to grow through the ever so uncomfortable process of being refined.
I don’t want to be refined. I don’t want to melt. To mold. To be moved. I don’t want to be affected by something so often described as all powerful, all knowing, all existing, and all everything. That whole idea, of God being everything, scares me. I don’t like it. Maybe if I was living a purer life, I would love it, but as I am not at one of my finer times in life, I hate it.
I know that there are few if any things more wonderful than laying prostrate before the God of everything expressing love and gratitude with an innocent and holy heart first hand, yet I also know how incredibly terrible it is to do that without the innocence and holiness one should bring with him when worshiping Christ.
I ask for forgiveness but surely words can’t clean my mind, my heart, my soul.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Ramblings
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Loneliness
I sit at my desk. Waiting for calls about jobs, waiting for work to arise, waiting for travel plans to present themselves because I am too overwhelmed to create them.
As life is about creating and not searching so shall my year be. One of creation, not of a familiar stagnation.
I have been less than admirable in the context of God.
Admirable in the context of working hard.
Confused in the context of staying Focused.
To relax I drink Yogi Teas and listen to Joana Neuson.
To stay at peace with life, I work out.
To not explode with frustration from living with my family, I serve them.
To stay close to friends, I call them.
To grow with my relationship with God, I Put my Bible on my bookshelf...?
I do things so right so often, but without the main component and creator of life;God.
I believe that nothing is complete unless it involves God, so is all the hard work I'm doing really good? Or really admirable if I do it out of selfish ambition?
Who knows.
Time to order 'hole in the wall chinese' with pete.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Gap Year
Wish me luck.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Texting queen. Only seventeen.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
My path is not a creation of my cognition, but a reflection of a revelation
I'd move about in my bathrobe, and my fluffy slippers
I'd make cheesecake and chocolate moose for you
I'd boil hot water for tea, and be that coffee shop sipper.
Together, we'd open books and read in cozy coffee shop nooks
Maybe discuss what we started earlier on the bus
Something of violence, anger, and hate
Things that make us utterly Irate.
We'd inhale our cake, be drunk with tea
Run into the streets, search for harmony
Our families would try to hold us back
Keep us safe
But it'd be in vain, we're on the right track
Our paths aren't a creation of human cognition
But a reflection of a divine revelation
Where we go from here is not clear
In who we follow, we will not wallow.
We will find peace in another galaxy
One of things more... Heavenly.
We will forget where were going when writing poems
And settle to be warm, comfortable, and cozy in our two story homes.
Complacency>
Dreams >
Visions>
Self Indulgence>
Laziness>
Confusion>
Discouragement>
Purpose>
Creativity>
Self Sacrifice>
Notes from Facebook
5/28/08
"I think God speaks in a method like text messaging.
He sends us messages and sometimes they get lost in the airwaves,
And sometimes they get opened and never read
Sometimes they get read and never thought about
And sometimes He sends them from a number we don’t recognize, so we ignore them.
How we understand those messages is by opening the phone,
going into the inbox and reading through the messages we haven’t read before.
We must search for the reason or purpose in the message.
We can’t disregard any message because that might be the one
that has the words we need to hear.
We need to take every word for what it says at face value,
and then at a deeper level.
It is time for us to start purposely searching for what he is saying
He is god and he has a good heart to help His children
It is foolish to think he wouldn’t make himself available to us"-Me
5/17/08
"Our most intimate conversations can only be with God. For withpeople we must translate our thoughts into languages of the bodyand spoken word. But God hears our thoughts in unfiltered purityat the very moment we ourselves think them. He responds to oursouls in a language more native, more intimate and pure thaneven our dreams could manufacture." -Psalters
5/17/08
It's 11:06. I am attempting-failing- to do my homework. I keep drifting off into my idea of my future, and when you're in the future, you aren't functioning in the present.My boy Raf said to make motivational food, maybe using icing that writes positive messages which reaffirm my attempts to succeed in focusing. Instead I lied down in my bed, threw in some Rage and decided to invest in my well being before I fall prey to my notebooks. Again. Maybe, just maybe, I will reclude into my desk chair and read some more "The Death of Ivan Ilych", which need be finished and written about by Friday. Maybe I will continue to Facbook Chat Jess Ward and not get any work done, and be completely fine with it.Maybe I'll go back to reading "The Great Divorce"I've just recently decided, although have long prior contemplated, that I am better off, spending my time at home reading novels, listening to podcasts, and engaging in critical thinking, and philosophical discussions with those wiser, older, and more experienced than I, than I am in school where kids rise against the powers that be, fall below the administration radar, disappear to hte left and right of the central current of high school culture, and where nobody is ever held accountable for their actions.
5/13/08
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Priorities
I know I'm where I am (school, work, and other 'restrictions') for good reason, after all Jesus had to go to school, and since he was fully human, I can't imagine that he enjoyed it either. It's preperation for where God would have me in the future. For the places He will lead me, and for the people He will connect me with. As hard as it is for me to do my work now, as I am exploding with a fiery passion to make a difference in this decrepyt world, I know that I need a basis from which to teach, to learn, and to live as Christ did.
I know God is calling me to love, and to serve those who do not get either; love nor service. I know He has given me a compassionate and self sacrificial heart, I just need the patience to wait for the specific commission to take me to the places I daily dream of, yet can't explain.
Through my past experiences in life, I have, through God's grace, attained a new level of peace within the chaos I dwell, and I will wait upon the Lord to direct me, and to give me a new heading so that I may do what I originally set out to do. Until then I will fight for peace between peoples, and will advocate for social justice, and change my surroundings by the alteration of my heart and mind through the renewing of the Holy Spirit.
We will see where God leads me, and I will be grateful for wherever that is.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Fall '08
What to choose, I don't know, but I am curious.
Africa '09-maybe.
Chile '09-possibly.
Sweden '09-Probably.
I plan on studying Sociology so I can understand the functionality of a society, so I may in time transform it, through the transformation of myself, my family, and my friends. I plan on pursuing a Law degree to enable myself as an advocate for social injustice, yet long to be knowlegable with medicine and healing, and therefore have interest in Medical School somewhere.
I have many interests and many 'under-the-surface' talents, that I wish to see brought to fruition. I believe these are all God given, and God directed and I know that as long as I do my best to serve Christ, as my Lord, and as my Brother/Neighbor/Co-Worker He will be faithful to lead me to where He wants me, and to where I'll be able to best serve, love, and unify peoples.