who

if Jesus walked the earth today who would he touch?

the stoners?

the sorority girls?

would he touch hands like these?

but they're doing it to themselves! they're horrible people! they don't deserve us reaching out to them...

"And such were some of you. But you were washed, you were sanctified, you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God."

There is such pain in their lives, if it's hard at first, which it will be,
just bend a knee... and then,
roll up your sleeves and go get a towel. 

{...}

make me as a bird chained to the sky~ bound to what i was created for...

that's the risk

you take. if people were to know what you were really like would they still love you?

take our

raised hands~God, from self-righteous fists

to arms outstretched in complete dependence.

from the champion... to the child~

we are nothing without you.

it is your voice

that whispers to me late at night and wee hours of morning. i hate you and everything you stand for, yet am mesmerized by you &your sinister offer of perfection.

 

looking into God's mirror is far less cruel than society's, and much more important. sometimes i'm just reading something and feel him saying "I wouldn't change a thing about you. proof: I didn't!" :)

How amazing are your thoughts concerning me, God!
   How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
   they would outnumber the grains of sand—
   when I awake, I am still with you. Psalm 139:17-18

turn it loud.. its music friday

this would be me.

in the "fish out of water, making a big leap, no longer a small fish in a small cup, and don't know anybody in the other bowl" sort of way.

so much

to think about. so why don't i blog.
in no particular order: (imagine following thought processes as angel thin linguine unraveled from something like a double helix)

~today's a day that i look back and think 'i actually made some really wise decisions.' decisions by myself that were beyond me and my maturity level at the time. thanks be to God!

~if in 1 shift i make 2,000 for the company, why do i make so little?

~what could even be the reasons possible for me not being able to say no? rejection, fear, loss of worth? but at least consciously- none of these are important to me. i think i just don't like hurting peoples feelings

~i really need to work out. the race is not always to the fast but to they that keep running.

~you know what, you would be more convincing if you wouldn't follow statements with "at least in my opinion, for me that's the case, or i kinda think." let people decide-- without shooting yourself in the foot. it's understood that it's only your opinion, to outright mention it, it's weakening.

~who is surrendering themselves-- God to letting you do your thing, or you to Him?

~we are Gods Opus. a beautiful swirling symphony.

~my fingers wore away the center of the rubber on the leftclick key of my laptop.

~God didn't market himself well at all as a leader would today. he had the lowliest of births, the grossest and dumbest people and friends as followers. the meekest approach to everything. He completely turned the world on end, rightside up.

~there is hope.