I don't really have a premise for this post, I guess I just need to vent a bit.
"1 How long, LORD? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
2 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?
3 Look on me and answer, LORD my God.
Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death,
4 and my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,”
and my foes will rejoice when I fall.
5 But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.
6 I will sing the LORD’s praise,
for he has been good to me."
-Psalm 13
This was the first Psalm that I opened up to. It's really cool because it's short sweet and to the point. There are Psalms that go on for way longer and say the exact same thing. I think that's pretty nifty how the Psalmist just sums it all up here.
All of that out of the way, God has been really good to me lately. Which is totally awesome because I know that I have been having problems with believing that God loves me.
Some good news, You Are Loved has decided to become a ministry, which means that we will be telling people about God as well as telling them they shouldn't be self destructive. That said, I think it's really important for people to know that they are indeed loved.
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Monday, July 11, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Operation Job Hunt
I wish I knew how to type out the "shotgun racking" noise. Either way, I'm looking for jobs. I found a possible job at a coffee shop in downtown Ypsilanti. Angie works there so getting rides will be easy. That said, I still need to get the job. I turned in my application a while ago, and hopefully I will get the job.
If B-24's fails I don't know where else to look. If you have any suggestions that are serious please let me know.
Now onto Bible things! I have ideas, but I don't really know how to construe them. I would like to talk about prayer, but talking about prayer is kind of a strange thing.
I try to split my prayer up into four different parts: A.C.T.S.
Affirmation: It's basically showering God with good things. Kind of like when someone says, "Thanks for being awesome!" I totally hate affirming God because I see my attempts to glorify Him as futile as trying to throw a rock around the world; in one throw. Impossible.
Confession: That's admitting your sins. Pretty straightforward. I also try to forgive people for stuff they have done against me as well.
Thanksgiving: Just giving thanks to God for everything. Nuff said.
Supplication: That would be asking for things.
If B-24's fails I don't know where else to look. If you have any suggestions that are serious please let me know.
Now onto Bible things! I have ideas, but I don't really know how to construe them. I would like to talk about prayer, but talking about prayer is kind of a strange thing.
I try to split my prayer up into four different parts: A.C.T.S.
Affirmation: It's basically showering God with good things. Kind of like when someone says, "Thanks for being awesome!" I totally hate affirming God because I see my attempts to glorify Him as futile as trying to throw a rock around the world; in one throw. Impossible.
Confession: That's admitting your sins. Pretty straightforward. I also try to forgive people for stuff they have done against me as well.
Thanksgiving: Just giving thanks to God for everything. Nuff said.
Supplication: That would be asking for things.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Did You Ever Have A Touch To Lose?
I am going to kick this off with a video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DLALa7pv3_w
Here are the lyrics to the song. Please read along with the lyrics to one of my favorite songs as you listen to it.
"I swear I've done this before.
Oh so familiar is the mess that I'm in.
I once knew.
Now memories escape and people meet their fate.
This says the man walking out on his wife: "And now the whole world knows".
This says the kid with the rope around his neck: "And now they all will know".
And can't you see that there's still hope, and don't you drown in what the world has told you...
Now I know that I've been here before.
It's the feel of defeat when it finally sinks in.
I feel so desperate.
The barrier is so thick.
Can I get through to you?
"Will I learn from this second chance", says the man who was dropping his pants.
"Do I really deserve to live", says that kid who was slitting his wrists.
And can't you see that there's still hope, and don't you drown in what the world has told you...
I once saw.
But now I am exhausted from this mess, from this mess."
I don't fully understand the lyrics to this song, but I think they are really good. What I can fathom I like and what I don't understand I want to like. If you have any ideas as to what it could mean please let me know.
One of the ways I interpreted the song is how the songwriter either was in the situations, and lots of people found out, or he knows/knew someone who was close who did the said things. Of course I could be wrong.
Another way I sometimes take the song is the possibility that the songwriter thought up some pretty nasty situations, and then decided to write about them.
I just found out that Angie starts prayers how I do. We both start them with "hey God." She picked it up from me. Also, I started to pick up some stuff from her. She says "also" a lot(see how I copied it not too long ago?), and she also taught me how to type out yarp instead of yup. I just realized that we both say "whatchu" instead of "what are you." We have both come to the decision that we are becoming the same person. Which is what we get for hanging out as much as we do.
On a side note: my dad picked up a concordance for me today. Concordances for those who don't know are things in the back of your Bible that have Bible verses listed that relate to certain topics. This means I can write blog posts better huzzah. It also means I can write Bible studies for the club that I am running.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DLALa7pv3_w
Here are the lyrics to the song. Please read along with the lyrics to one of my favorite songs as you listen to it.
"I swear I've done this before.
Oh so familiar is the mess that I'm in.
I once knew.
Now memories escape and people meet their fate.
This says the man walking out on his wife: "And now the whole world knows".
This says the kid with the rope around his neck: "And now they all will know".
And can't you see that there's still hope, and don't you drown in what the world has told you...
Now I know that I've been here before.
It's the feel of defeat when it finally sinks in.
I feel so desperate.
The barrier is so thick.
Can I get through to you?
"Will I learn from this second chance", says the man who was dropping his pants.
"Do I really deserve to live", says that kid who was slitting his wrists.
And can't you see that there's still hope, and don't you drown in what the world has told you...
I once saw.
But now I am exhausted from this mess, from this mess."
I don't fully understand the lyrics to this song, but I think they are really good. What I can fathom I like and what I don't understand I want to like. If you have any ideas as to what it could mean please let me know.
One of the ways I interpreted the song is how the songwriter either was in the situations, and lots of people found out, or he knows/knew someone who was close who did the said things. Of course I could be wrong.
Another way I sometimes take the song is the possibility that the songwriter thought up some pretty nasty situations, and then decided to write about them.
I just found out that Angie starts prayers how I do. We both start them with "hey God." She picked it up from me. Also, I started to pick up some stuff from her. She says "also" a lot(see how I copied it not too long ago?), and she also taught me how to type out yarp instead of yup. I just realized that we both say "whatchu" instead of "what are you." We have both come to the decision that we are becoming the same person. Which is what we get for hanging out as much as we do.
On a side note: my dad picked up a concordance for me today. Concordances for those who don't know are things in the back of your Bible that have Bible verses listed that relate to certain topics. This means I can write blog posts better huzzah. It also means I can write Bible studies for the club that I am running.
Friday, September 3, 2010
I'm A L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Sorry the lyrics are so dang long. This song just blows my mind.
"I’m screaming so loud, my throat is bursting.
But like a falling tree in the woods, if no one’s listening am I making noise.
Although I’m still snared by the words of my own breath, I realize a body cannot suffer in sweet repose.
Take heart, this will be over soon.
This is everything that you don’t want to hear.
Never again, never again, will my voice fall on deaf ears.
This is everything that you don’t want to hear.
Never again, never again, will my voice fall on deaf ears.
Traded my life for one on the road, gave up it all, but kept my soul.
Hardly a man, no longer a child, I’m just another L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Loud, obnoxious, pissed off, kid with something to prove, I’ve got nothing to lose.
I’m ready to die, ready to die, cause I’m a L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Dressed in black, with a target painted on my back, I’ve learned to adapt to this pedestal you’ve placed me on.
I’m ready to die, I’m ready to die, we are all lost boys. L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
We all want what we can’t have, so it’s time we take it all back.
This world’s the iron, we’re the rust, what’s this world going to do with us?
We are the hammer, we must strike while the iron is hot.
It’s time we lead and not follow.
Quit acting like the space inside your chest is hollow.
Search for me, deep in the cities, singing a rebel yell of pity.
There’s more than blood pumping through these veins.
No pain, no gain.
You’ll find me deep in the cities, singing a rebel yell of pity.
There’s more than blood pumping through these veins.
No pain, no gain.
NO PAIN, NO GAIN.
No pain, no gain.
Like a falling tree in the woods, if no one’s listening am I making noise.
Traded my life, for one on the road, gave up it all, but kept my soul.
Hardly a man, no longer a child, I’m just another L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Loud, obnoxious, pissed off, kid with something to prove, I’ve got nothing to lose.
I’m ready to die, ready to die, cause I’m a L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Dressed in black, with a target painted on my back, I’ve learned to adapt to this pedestal you’ve placed me on. I’m ready to die, ready to die, cause I’m a L.O.S.T. B.O.Y."
MyChildren MyBride
"L.O.S.T B.O.Y.S"
If I were to try to describe myself with a song, this would be the song of choice. There are other good songs that describe me as being Christian or straightedge, but I think I am best described as a L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
I think that because I am one of those kids who is angry with a lot of people for many different reasons. Another way that this song describes me is how I have something to prove, and yet nothing to lose. I also wear black 90% of the time. Most of the time it feels like I do have a target on my back because people seem to pick on me; they may not realize it, but they do.
Last night my parents and I got into a fight, and it wasn't that bad at least from my perspective. My mom got really upset, but on the bright side my dad finally laid down some rules that apply to everyone in the family. Yeah sure, I do a lot of stuff to tick my parents off, but they also do stuff to tick me off. I hope things start to make a change for the better, but I doubt they will. Am I trying to curse things with my family? No, I just can't see my mom or myself changing within the two years that I am still home.
Today my mom picked me up from practice and we didn't say anything in the car. It wasn't very pleasant, but it was better than a fight.
Well I'm off to play some Resident Evil 5 I think....
"I’m screaming so loud, my throat is bursting.
But like a falling tree in the woods, if no one’s listening am I making noise.
Although I’m still snared by the words of my own breath, I realize a body cannot suffer in sweet repose.
Take heart, this will be over soon.
This is everything that you don’t want to hear.
Never again, never again, will my voice fall on deaf ears.
This is everything that you don’t want to hear.
Never again, never again, will my voice fall on deaf ears.
Traded my life for one on the road, gave up it all, but kept my soul.
Hardly a man, no longer a child, I’m just another L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Loud, obnoxious, pissed off, kid with something to prove, I’ve got nothing to lose.
I’m ready to die, ready to die, cause I’m a L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Dressed in black, with a target painted on my back, I’ve learned to adapt to this pedestal you’ve placed me on.
I’m ready to die, I’m ready to die, we are all lost boys. L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
We all want what we can’t have, so it’s time we take it all back.
This world’s the iron, we’re the rust, what’s this world going to do with us?
We are the hammer, we must strike while the iron is hot.
It’s time we lead and not follow.
Quit acting like the space inside your chest is hollow.
Search for me, deep in the cities, singing a rebel yell of pity.
There’s more than blood pumping through these veins.
No pain, no gain.
You’ll find me deep in the cities, singing a rebel yell of pity.
There’s more than blood pumping through these veins.
No pain, no gain.
NO PAIN, NO GAIN.
No pain, no gain.
Like a falling tree in the woods, if no one’s listening am I making noise.
Traded my life, for one on the road, gave up it all, but kept my soul.
Hardly a man, no longer a child, I’m just another L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Loud, obnoxious, pissed off, kid with something to prove, I’ve got nothing to lose.
I’m ready to die, ready to die, cause I’m a L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
Dressed in black, with a target painted on my back, I’ve learned to adapt to this pedestal you’ve placed me on. I’m ready to die, ready to die, cause I’m a L.O.S.T. B.O.Y."
MyChildren MyBride
"L.O.S.T B.O.Y.S"
If I were to try to describe myself with a song, this would be the song of choice. There are other good songs that describe me as being Christian or straightedge, but I think I am best described as a L.O.S.T. B.O.Y.
I think that because I am one of those kids who is angry with a lot of people for many different reasons. Another way that this song describes me is how I have something to prove, and yet nothing to lose. I also wear black 90% of the time. Most of the time it feels like I do have a target on my back because people seem to pick on me; they may not realize it, but they do.
Last night my parents and I got into a fight, and it wasn't that bad at least from my perspective. My mom got really upset, but on the bright side my dad finally laid down some rules that apply to everyone in the family. Yeah sure, I do a lot of stuff to tick my parents off, but they also do stuff to tick me off. I hope things start to make a change for the better, but I doubt they will. Am I trying to curse things with my family? No, I just can't see my mom or myself changing within the two years that I am still home.
Today my mom picked me up from practice and we didn't say anything in the car. It wasn't very pleasant, but it was better than a fight.
Well I'm off to play some Resident Evil 5 I think....
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