just a warning for those who dont care for whats being said in the world of politics. But for those who do care, enjoy! Notice, he is picking on Hillary, a Democrat.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
The Concert!
It was amazing. James Morrison rocked. He really impressed me. I only knew one of his songs, but he is good. He has a real soulful sound. Then Ben Folds was awesome as expected. It started to rain during his last song, so that got the crowd really into, and so he went with it and just played for like another 10 min. He rocked it, and we loved it. Then John came out, and again, it was amazing. Anyone that knows me knows I LOVE DMB, and one reason why is because they have alot of jam songs. Well, so does John. He tore up the guitar. I dont say this lightly, but he might be the best guitarist of our generation (and Rolling Stone magazine seems to agree). He was unbelievable last night. Below is his set list for the night. My favorite from last night was Gravity. It was about 10 mins long, and worth every second. I have made it my mission to see DMB every year he comes to Tampa, but I will now have to add John Mayer to that mission. It was amazing!
Belief
No Such Thing
I Don't Trust Myself (With Loving You)
Good Love is On the Way
Waiting on the World to Change
Bigger Than My Body
Vultures
Gravity
Why Georgia
I Don't Need No Doctor
In Repair
-- encore --
Your Body is a Wonderland (acoustic)
Neon (acoustic)
I'm Gonna Find Another You
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
John Mayer Tonight!
I know I've been doing this lately, but I decided to spoil myself, and go to the John Mayer concert tonight in Tampa. I resisted, but to no avail. I just can't pass up on a lineup like tonight. Starting off is a Brit by the name of James Morrison, he has an amazing song called "You Give Me Something." So I'm sure he will be good. Then, a man who could do his own show by himself and be perfect, Ben Folds. Can't wait to see him do his thing. And then of course, John Mayer. It will surly be a great night, as long as it doesn't rain, because I've got lawn seats. I'll let you know how it goes later. I can hear John now, 'Welcome to the real world,' she said to me, condescendingly, take a seat, take your life, Plot it our in black and white..."
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Today...
Has been a whirlwind for me. It started out early this morning, and ends with me on the same idea again tonight. Although I'm doubt I will be up as late tonight as I was last night, I still feel a great burden upon me. I still feel that God is grabbing me, and is intent upon seeing me through. To be sure of that helps out alot. Tonight, although I did not finish the rest of the passage for today, I am reminded of a famous passage. And it is tearing me a new one again tonight, as it has done so many times before. I share it with you all tonight. May God reveal Himself to you when ever you read this. "Woe to me!" I cried. "I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the Lord Almighty." - Isaiah 6:5
On another note, Naples today was great. Dwight Smith had some more powerful stuff. God showed up again, and convicted me again of sin in my life, and in the life of His Church. I'll put up some notes maybe tomorrow.
On another note, Naples today was great. Dwight Smith had some more powerful stuff. God showed up again, and convicted me again of sin in my life, and in the life of His Church. I'll put up some notes maybe tomorrow.
Lyrics for the two songs on my player
You Are My Joy - David Crowder Band
And He set me on fire, and I am burning alive.
With His breath in my lungs I am coming undone.
And he set me on fire and I am burning alive.
With his breath in my lungs I am coming undone.
And I cannot hold it in
Remain composed.
Love's taken over me
So I propose the letting myself go.
I am letting myself go.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
And He set me on fire, and I am burning alive.
With His breath in my lungs I am coming undone.
And He set me on fire, and I am burning alive.
With His breath in my lungs I am coming undone.
And I cannot hold it in and remain composed.
Love's taken over me and so I propose the letting myself go.
I am letting myself go.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
I need to catch my breath, I need to.
I need to catch my breath, give me a moment now.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
You are my joy.
I'm laughing so hard
And I'm laughing so hard
And I'm laughing so hard
The Wedding Dress - Derek Webb
If you could love me as a wife
and for my wedding gift, your life
Should that be all I'd ever need
or is there more I'm looking for
and should I read between the lines
and look for blessings in disguise
To make me handsome, rich, and wise
Is that really what you want
I am a whore I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
and I run down the aisle
and I run down the aisle
I'm a prodigal with no way home
but I put you on just like a ring of gold
and I run down the aisle to you
So could you love this bastard child
Though I don't trust you to provide
With one hand in a pot of gold
and with the other in your side
I am so easily satisfied
by the call of lovers so less wild
That I would take a little cash
Over your very flesh and blood
Because money cannot buy
a husband's jealous eye
When you have knowingly deceived his wife
Something I Must Do
I know, that with this and the last post I've made, that I scare off many friends, and regular passer-byers of this blog, and understandably so. And so I apologize to those people up front, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for this game of charades I've been playing.
I have decided to put a link on my myspace to here. I do this as a way for those who dont know that I run this blog, but who are friends with me on myspace, can see what I say here. The reason why this is a big issue is, many of my friends dont know that I am a Christian, or if they do know that, they see that I am not a very good follower. So I do this, to rid myself of a mask, a mask that I love to wear, and that I have been wearing for some time now. I take it off on Sundays, and around certain crowds, but I wear it so much that I have tan-lines from it. So off it goes, and into the trash, and lets hope that I dont go and buy another one.
Restless
It is, as I am typing now, 1:02 AM. I am suppose to be leaving in 6 hours to go to Naples for the day with Adam, Eric and Father Wade in what will surely be a great day of learning at the Alliance Conference put on by the guys at Summit. And so while I should be sleeping, I am tossing and turning, and trying to figure out why I can't sleep. But I can't. So after many conversations back and forth between God and I, and between my brain and I, I decided to do my journal for the day (the 2nd.) So I got up and grabbed Lora's journal (no I didn't look through her entries,) and Adam's ESV Bible and do some reading and writing (on a side note, I would like to thank Adam and Lora of their , although unknown to them, generosity and kindness for letting me borrow their items.) Anyways, so what I am about to do now is read the day's chapters and write about them. I will post them here, and although it may seem that I am copying a good man's blog in doing this, I assure you that I do this on my own accord, and only because I feel that this is what God is wanting me to do now instead of sleeping. I will be back in a few...
Ok, it's 2:18 now. The following is what God has been saying to me in the past hour. I only read 1/3 of the chapter in 2 Kings, but I'll finish the rest later in the day. So here it is:
Why is it that God continues to say over and over again that He will “not cause the feet of Israel to wander anymore,” yet Israel does again and again and again. And God takes them back again and again and again. Here in 2 Kings 21:8 God says it again, but what happens in verse 9? “But they did not listen, and Manasseh led them astray.” I’m no Bible scholar, but I do think that I have a good bit of head knowledge of the Bible and God and matters concerning the two, and I’ll be honest, this issue has perplexed me the most. God, in the O.T., repeatedly says that He will make Israel great. Then Israel turns on Him, and then there is judgment. Then they come back to Him, then there is forgiveness, and the promise that He will guide them and that they will never again leave. And the cycle keeps going all the way through the O.T. Then Jesus comes, and the time of the Gentiles kicks in and the Jews are cast out, and their minds and eyes, both as an ethnic and religious group, are veiled. But the promise is made by Paul that the Jews’ time of yet another redemption will come again, just before the end of time. So here’s my issue: God makes these promises, then the opposite happens. And this is repeated all throughout the O.T. I mean, the books of Kings, Samuel and Chronicles are sometimes hard for me to read (and I LOVE history) just because it is the same ole story: promise and rejection. But going even deeper into this idea, I find what I think is the real issue for me. The entire history of Israel is my life story for the past 9 years of my Christian life. I’m lead out of slavery, I have a few years of wandering around the “desert” called my high school, and then I arrive at the Promised Land. But then I get angry with the new set of rules, and even with the memories of the parted Red Sea still vivid in my mind, I find it hard to follow and believe in this way of life. So I then abandon it, but only for a spell, then I come back with a furry of passion and commitment. But then something else came along, whether it was a new girl, and new friend, a new bar, or a new drink. Or even the same old friend, girl, drink, or bar. Regardless of what it was, I turned, did not listen, and was lead astray. But time and time again, I came back. Sometimes, I had one hand stretched out to the heavens in praise with the other hand still grasping my idols. Other times I came back with both hands held high, but still reeling with euphoria off the thoughts of that girl from the night before. And a few times, I came back with my face to the ground, unable to speak, with tears pouring down my face, begging God not to end and erase my pitiful excuse of a life from the memories of loved ones, and family. But what I am afraid of is this: when will, in my life, come the age of Jesus, where the age of the Gentiles kicks in, and the veil is pulled over my eyes? When will the patience of the Lord expire for me, and his just wrath start? I shutter at just the thought of that time being just around the corner. I pray that God will grant me just a bit more grace and withhold his furious wrath from me for just a little bit longer. It’s funny, but Adam and I have joked before about the subject of Limited/Unlimited Atonement in relation to my life, and he always says that for everyone else, God has unlimited atonement, but just especially for me, he has a limited amount. My great fear is Adam being right. What was the final straw for the Jews, where did God draw the line in the sand, and say “that’s enough?” So as I read this chapter in 2 Kings, I am again reminded of this fact; God wants me living out what he has called me to do. I know all the right stuff, and can recite it all back, but when will I start living in it? When will be the last time I fall down at His feet, never to arise again? When will I cling to His feet, and beg to not leave His presence? When will I take my $100 cologne and spill it over His feet, or use my favorite shirt from the Gap to dry them? Like Israel did so many times, I cry out to God to heal me, to rip my poisonous heart out and replace it with a heart that can actually accomplish something for Him. I pray with earnestness, for fear that my “Age of the Gentiles” might be right around the corner.
Ok, it's 2:18 now. The following is what God has been saying to me in the past hour. I only read 1/3 of the chapter in 2 Kings, but I'll finish the rest later in the day. So here it is:
Why is it that God continues to say over and over again that He will “not cause the feet of Israel to wander anymore,” yet Israel does again and again and again. And God takes them back again and again and again. Here in 2 Kings 21:8 God says it again, but what happens in verse 9? “But they did not listen, and Manasseh led them astray.” I’m no Bible scholar, but I do think that I have a good bit of head knowledge of the Bible and God and matters concerning the two, and I’ll be honest, this issue has perplexed me the most. God, in the O.T., repeatedly says that He will make Israel great. Then Israel turns on Him, and then there is judgment. Then they come back to Him, then there is forgiveness, and the promise that He will guide them and that they will never again leave. And the cycle keeps going all the way through the O.T. Then Jesus comes, and the time of the Gentiles kicks in and the Jews are cast out, and their minds and eyes, both as an ethnic and religious group, are veiled. But the promise is made by Paul that the Jews’ time of yet another redemption will come again, just before the end of time. So here’s my issue: God makes these promises, then the opposite happens. And this is repeated all throughout the O.T. I mean, the books of Kings, Samuel and Chronicles are sometimes hard for me to read (and I LOVE history) just because it is the same ole story: promise and rejection. But going even deeper into this idea, I find what I think is the real issue for me. The entire history of Israel is my life story for the past 9 years of my Christian life. I’m lead out of slavery, I have a few years of wandering around the “desert” called my high school, and then I arrive at the Promised Land. But then I get angry with the new set of rules, and even with the memories of the parted Red Sea still vivid in my mind, I find it hard to follow and believe in this way of life. So I then abandon it, but only for a spell, then I come back with a furry of passion and commitment. But then something else came along, whether it was a new girl, and new friend, a new bar, or a new drink. Or even the same old friend, girl, drink, or bar. Regardless of what it was, I turned, did not listen, and was lead astray. But time and time again, I came back. Sometimes, I had one hand stretched out to the heavens in praise with the other hand still grasping my idols. Other times I came back with both hands held high, but still reeling with euphoria off the thoughts of that girl from the night before. And a few times, I came back with my face to the ground, unable to speak, with tears pouring down my face, begging God not to end and erase my pitiful excuse of a life from the memories of loved ones, and family. But what I am afraid of is this: when will, in my life, come the age of Jesus, where the age of the Gentiles kicks in, and the veil is pulled over my eyes? When will the patience of the Lord expire for me, and his just wrath start? I shutter at just the thought of that time being just around the corner. I pray that God will grant me just a bit more grace and withhold his furious wrath from me for just a little bit longer. It’s funny, but Adam and I have joked before about the subject of Limited/Unlimited Atonement in relation to my life, and he always says that for everyone else, God has unlimited atonement, but just especially for me, he has a limited amount. My great fear is Adam being right. What was the final straw for the Jews, where did God draw the line in the sand, and say “that’s enough?” So as I read this chapter in 2 Kings, I am again reminded of this fact; God wants me living out what he has called me to do. I know all the right stuff, and can recite it all back, but when will I start living in it? When will be the last time I fall down at His feet, never to arise again? When will I cling to His feet, and beg to not leave His presence? When will I take my $100 cologne and spill it over His feet, or use my favorite shirt from the Gap to dry them? Like Israel did so many times, I cry out to God to heal me, to rip my poisonous heart out and replace it with a heart that can actually accomplish something for Him. I pray with earnestness, for fear that my “Age of the Gentiles” might be right around the corner.
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