The Great Return

Hello blogging world. It has been a while since I last puked my inner most thoughts on to a web page. I know your all dying to know what’s going on in my unfathomable and insightful mind these past two weeks. In all honesty not a lot has been going on in my head. I have been thinking about time a lot. It is interesting how we all go by a system of time. We all go through high school at the same age and then everyone goes through college at the same age and then everyone gets married at the same age. Now there are quite a lot of exceptions considering most people do things at different times in their life (I am so indecisive its outlandish). It is interesting though how we all go by a similar time line.

Where the heck am I going with this…

I think the direction I should be going with this post is about living in the now. Now (haha I said now twice and got away with it) living in the now is sometimes confusing to me. If I only live in the now how can I see what’s coming? I think living in the now is only taking one step at a time and thinking what direction you are going to step. For example: if there was a car coming right at you and I was just living in the exact now it would probably hit you. So I think that living now is totally of God and what we are supposed to do with our lives, but I also think that God would wants us to look at the ground we are walking on if there is a hole a couple of steps in front of us. I think it is fine to be cautionary with our steps. I hope this makes sense to you all because it only kind of makes since to me.









Well that sucks because I am the smartest person in the blogging world and if I don’t get it well then…you get my point.

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.

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One-week anniversary!

Writers block is awesome. The life of a writer is like a roller coaster. You twist and turn and scream with the wind in your face.

I hate to admit it, but it’s not at all that exciting. The only thing that is somewhat similar between the two is the screaming part.

The End

Shoe laces

I at an early age wanted to learn to tie my shoes. So I would pester every living being at my church tell they blew up with irritation of my squeaky voice. I had a strong desire to learn and explore the challenges of life. At my clear age of 4 the hardest thing to do was to tie my shoe. It just fascinated me how people could just bend right over and grab the strings flying freely in the air and twist them this way and that tell they made a nice neat bow. So one day at church Jamie Koplen tried to teach me his shoe tying skills. I tried forever but I could never quite get it right. I would watch him do it and then quickly try and repeat exactly what he did. I failed to accomplish the task of tying my shoe by my own brainpower. I eventually came to the place of so much irritation about not being able to tie my shoe that I started contemplating suicide, but then I realized I would really miss eating chocolate so I decided to stick around a little longer.

One day I was at a prayer meeting with my dad and some other gents. You can by now already guess what was going through my head, “ Okay so the big loop goes over there and the little loop goes over there and then pull! Dang shoes! I will never amount to any thing!”. Eventually I stopped with the shoes and began to pray. Even though I started to pray I still couldn’t stop thinking about the shoes. So I decided that I was going to ask the Lord to help me. I said a little cute prayer that got straight to the point, “God help me tie my shoe”. Then I tried tying them one more time. “ I tied my shoe!” I shouted aloud in the middle of the prayer meeting.

The great lesson in this boring story about my shoes is that the Lord answers prayers. It does not matter how big or how small it is. The Lord just wants us to make Him first in our lives.

The common nod...

I find it very funny how we address people who we really don’t know or even the people we do know. You all know what I am talking about. Everyone has their “walking through the hall gesture.”

For examples: Levi opens his eyes really wide and high by raising his eyebrows and then lowering the eyebrows. It is incredible how brilliant we are at reading peoples face gestures. You don’t even have to know Levi to know what each actions means. We all know how to translate them. As the eyebrows go up its, “ Yo what up homy gee ” , but then what does it mean when he puts the eyebrows back down? I will tell you, “ Yeah your really not cool enough for me to stop walking and talk to you.”

So right now you should take a moment to forgive him…

My all time favorite…the common nod. It’s the ultimate face and head gesture showing that you at the most are just acknowledging someone you kind of sort of saw or met one time.

Well that was awkward. I guess I just started doing the common nod thing repeatedly since I am writing about it and then I looked up while doing the common nod and saw my teacher looking right at me. I think my social status points just went way down. Oh well, at least I don’t care about my self-image (that is such a lie I am so insecure right now).

Is the common nod just a cover up of our true intentions? I think we all just like looking at each other and our insecure part of us has to stumble lower than dirt and do the common nod. I mean obviously guys like to look at girls and girls like to look at guys and sometimes the other way around (Levi I know what your thinking). So why don’t we just be open to each other. When we pass someone through the hall lets say, “ Hey man what’s up”, and then we can state our reason for looking at them, “ You look nice today”.

This idea might be weird. Because if your reason for looking at that person is because they have a zit then you just might want to go ahead and do the…

Common nod