April 2009
48 posts
Give it up to God, and your pain will be real, but it will be with purpose. He will calm your heart and you will walk out of it better. I am going to walk out of this closer to God and a better man. Yeah, yeah, that’s what’s up.
So I learned today at work, that I’m a really good dancer at work, granted that no one is watching and I can pick the playlist. Oh, there’s...
God, I’m ready for you to work wonders. And… go!
“21 “Submit to God and be at peace with him;
in this way prosperity...”
– Job 22: 21, but really read 21-30. Thank you Brett.
Good Good Good →
“5 I am the LORD, and there is no other;
apart from me there is no God.
...”
– Isaiah 45:5-7
I get it. For the first time in 22 years I get it and I see so clearly. God is the only thing you can pursue in your life. If I can learn to always pursue nothing but God’s heart, oh my gosh. I can’t even imagine the things I am in for.
I get it.
“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my...”
– Psalm 73:26
oh my gosh how could I be so weak!?
how could I forget that it’s Christ’s strength in me?!
I’ve counted my poems. I have about 35. So hooray! Maybe I’ll trim a book down to 30ish, but that’s a good number right?
I now have a title for my next “book” and will done with it soon. Hopefully in June? We’ll see. I hope to go through Test Everything, and also make one on blurb. It shall be titled:
“I plagiarized everything for You (and you too)”
This is exciting. Zlam Dunk has a show tonight, with out Brett, and under the name Castle of Pythons. It’s exciting. We wrote 6...
I woke up at 1030. Played 5 on 5 at the rec for an hour. Groceries. Shower. Migas. Good day so far.
It’s 11 o’clock. And I am in bed. I hope to sleep for a good solid while. I think I’ll just sit under this tree and wait.
I was the one
who ate from your tree,
and I don’t know anything,
You were the one
who breathed life in my lungs,
and I still can hardly sing,
if I could just sit
under the shade of Your tree
and wrap myself in your roots
maybe then
You...
“You, my hidden pearl of pure and perfect love
And I’m the living example...”
– mewithoutYou
I think I’m falling apart at the seams
and I’m glad you can’t see my dreams
at least I don’t think when I’m asleep
Haven’t a thought in weeks
it seems every time we meet
I’m just that man on the street
Can’t believe I did this to you
and I’m so sorry.
And it seems maybe weeks
wouldn’t be long enough time spent in my sheets
and it seems...
I used to shake when I thought of You
and now I’m just shaking at one thought
Why is it this gift isn’t quite good enough
No, it’s the things that I have not
Why, God, is it not enough for me
I can’t believe it could compare to You
So I’ll pray before I go to sleep at night
and ask what I’m suppose to do
but no,
no, no, no, no
God, no.
You are better then...
Tonight at Hip Hop night an old lady touched my butt, which is comforting because I didn’t know I had a butt.
words aren’t just words
no Lord, these words are Yours
because I don’t have to afraid
like I was before
no, with You, I don’t have to
be alone anymore
words aren’t just words
not these words
break all my bones
if I can have my rib back
because I don’t know what to do
I’ll listen, patient
and try not to act
if I could have my image of You
keep my rib
if it...
“You look like Prince. It looks like his blouse.”
– A sunburned Laurel. TO ME?!
“Take somebody to Apple Bee’s and get them hot wings.”
– -a small black girl, in response to “What’s the perfect date?”
Yes. Oh gosh, yes.
Nipples are weird. That’s all.
“FUCKIN’ THREE FIST COMPROMISE!!!”
– best hardcore band. ever.
Since October 7th, 2008, Manchester Orchestra has released two EP’s and a full record. Thank you Manchester Orchestra.
I turned on my tv today. And then I left. And I left it on.
Suck on that earth.
And guess what! IT WAS JURASSIC PARK!
God creates dinosaurs. God destroys dinosaurs. God creates man. Man destroys God. Man creates dinosaurs…
Dinosaurs eat man. Woman inherits the earth…
“I think I talk to you best when I sing
I sing about almost everything
Oh God I...”
– “The River” - Manchester Orchestra
something I realized that makes me happy is: this is something I cannot do. There is nothing I can do right now. It is truly up to God, and only He can do anything. Which is good. It’s how it should be.
Clap! Clap! - Space Dance
I miss them.
and every night before I sleep,
I pray the Lord, my love to keep,
and ever night before I sleep,
I pray to God to sleep for weeks,
and every night before I sleep
I pray the Lord, the dreams repeat
because every night when I’m asleep
her face, my God, is all I see.
Tonight was fun. Hung out with some really cool people. We talked about serial killers. And roller coasters. And other things...
Ok.
So.
Things aren’t where I’d want them to be, I guess. But I will take the high road. Space is good, so even if it kills me, I’ll give space. How could I honestly be so self-involved. In the greater picture here, there is a God of the universe who created everything I see before me that loves me, and will love me till I die and am returned home. My problems right now...
Lindsay Lohan, the things you’ve been through,
All the drugs and you were dumped by your girlfriend too?
Oh man, what will you ever do?
Well take comfort in the fact I can relate to you,
Well no, I can’t that’s not true,
In fact, that’s a down right lie,
A guess happiness isn’t something you can buy,
but you can buy coke, give that a try,
life got you down, then...
Like the new myspace?
Yeah, I don’t either. It’s dumb.
I woke up at 2?
From The Screen to Your Stereo II is good. I enjoy it.
Jazz and beers are not only classy, but fun as well.
I had a rough day, but I guess it goes with the territory. I’m really sorry for the way I’ve been acting. I hope this is just a phase or something. The girl I love is the girl I love. I just have to wait and pray and hope about things.
At least I’m not Lindsay Lohan. She’s got tons of troubles. She was dumped. By a chick. That’s got to suck.
I killed my facebook. It didn’t plead or beg, and I didn’t turn away. It’s blood splattered on my face, but I kept going. It’s eyes didn’t show concern for life, but maybe that was my reflection. The grave is shallow, and uncovered.
The new Manchester Orchestra album is so amazing.
I ordered my new kick drum. It’s gold like my teeth.
I turned away from you...
the truth belongs to God, the mistakes were mine
I can’t explain this Lord. If I put my faith in her, I know I could be so easily destroyed. I am afraid I will be destroyed by this, like that time before. Luckily, my faith is not in her. It is in You. I pray you would keep me strong, and remind me that You are so much more then her, or me, or anything. Every thought a thought of you.
I’m glad no one reads what I write, and no one...
Come and eat breakfast
And I know it’s not the question of whether I sin,
but more of whether in water I sink or swim,
because I know I’ll be submerged in the water again,
and again and again and again and again
and I know it’s not the place where we begin
we ate the fruit but we’re still so thin
so I guess I’ll sit outside and just wonder when
this thing is going to end
It’s...
I will not be David, standing on that rooftop,
I will not be that man unable to tell myself to stop!
I will not be watching you as I am watched from above
and you will not be the person I can’t stop thinking of
I will shut both my eyes, I swear I won’t move
at whatever cost to pay, there’s nothing I would do
I will not be watching from above as I am being watched too
so instead...
I bought the new Balmorhea album. It’s really good. You should all get it.
The only thing I can hope for is a fast death and a long eternity
because lately I’m so tired of the world always getting the best of me
I’ll try to keep my hands very high, and my sins so low that no one else can see
but my sins seem to overflow, flooding far past my knees
And I’m not that great son, but Father, please know I’m trying to be
And food for the stomach, and...
I don’t keep a calender, but I’m counting down the days
I don’t own a pew, but I’m hoping I still pray
I don’t keep a calender, but I’m counting down the days
It’s not you, it’s me, this place is simply too nice to stay
If I could sell everything, or just give everything away
It’s not you, it’s me, this place is simply too nice to stay
Do...
It’s not the words you were read as a kid
and it’s not the words read off your ribs,
It’s not the words read off your foot or wrist
it’s everything at times but at times not near this
dear God forgive us for what we’ve done
no Lord, forgive me for what I’ve done
I’ve reduced who you are to something so much like everyone
and I’ve slept so easy at...
