To be continued...

This post is the continuation of the story of Emmitt and Anne. The last story I told was about how they loved to pal around.

Now pal around time was good, but Emmitt and Anne eventually realized people would not believe them any more. So they decided to call each other best friends. Well that went great until they went to a land far, far away to watch some gypsy ballers. They both realized on that trip that they meant much more to each other than just “friends” or “pal’s” or “best friends”. At one point in their relationship they were all of those things, but then things got a little different. They realized they wanted to spend more time together, and with each other’s family. They wanted to be closer. They were not really in search of any one to hang out with except for each other.

Their individual walks with the gypsy god were great. They loved to pray together. They saw many miracles through their prayers. There were dreams and visions that were told about Emmitt and Anne that confirmed their desire to be together.

In the gypsy world the next step from best friends is dating just like in our normal world. Emmitt and Anne did not want everyone thinking that they were just like everyone else in the world that dated. They wanted purpose in their relationship and they wanted to keep everything in the light. So they decided to date, and realized it does not matter what the world thinks because they know what they are about and they are about keeping God first.

In a way they are pursuing a courtship. This is the wikipedia definition of courting.

The courtship is a period of time where the couple build a strong friendship along with the romantic relationship resulting in a strong, non-sexual intimacy between the two. The hope is to set a strong foundation (along with a true faith in God) for a life-long marriage. It is not a chaperoned time, although many may believe it to be.

To be continued…

There are lots of them...

Yellow brick road; paved road; dirt road; gravel rode; regular brick road; your moms road (just making sure your still with me:). My point is that there are many different roads in life, and all of these roads have different effects. Some are bumpy, and some are smooth. Some of them are dangerous in the rain and some are safe. Some lead to a happy ending and some...not so much.

I am a senior!

Sss-en-iii-or! I am really not sure how that chant went but that’s a good thing because people who know that stuff are lame.

This means I have to decide what to do with my life :o . Sorry for the lame smileys. They just emphasize how bad of a writer I really am, and I am okay with that now. I have to make a decision. This decision will and is going to affect my life significantly. I can’t just be whatever I want because that won’t support a family, because what I want is to stop school and work at a local Tire and Lube Express shop (no offense to Levi C.). It sometimes is inopportune to be a guy. Don’t get me wrong I like being a guy (I’m not gay). I just get sick of making decisions all the time, because I am very indecisive and i am afraid of failing.

Sigh of relief.

So what rode should I take? The yellow brick rode obviously leads to a happy ending, but what about the other roads. Some of them have lions, and tigers, and bears: Oh my! Seriously though I will eventually have to decide, and I honestly look forward to the challenge.

This is what I say to my future, “ Bring it on you creator of anxiety! I will no longer fear you and your malicious ways. I can take whatever you say”.

Future says, “ You have to pick a road and this decision could ruin your life foreeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeerrrrrr.”

I say, “ Oh crap”.

Little time

No more procrastinating with my life. It is time to have a mission. I am sick of waking up and living for me. I want to live for something greater than myself, and something even greater than others. That is what the majority of people do with their lives. Now don’t get me wrong, living for others is a good thing. It is a great thing, but I think there is something better. I have seen a lot of people who live for themselves and a lot of people who live for others and I think that is too normal for me.

Gal. 2:20- I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live but Christ lives in me, the life I live in the body I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.

Jesus is a great example (go figure). He did not ultimately die on the cross for us. He did it ultimately for the Father. In the end the Lord was glorified.

That should be my life. I live for myself only to glorify the Lord. I serve others in thought of glorifying the Lord. My life is the Lords in this age and the ages to come. This is the age of trial where we can learn to live by faith. The ages to come will be a lot easier in my opinion because we will see more of the Lord than we can ever imagine.

This is a short life we live on this old earth. I encourage you not to waste it for anyone but the Lord.