I, am a happy girl.
And it typical girly fashion, I havn't hte slightest clue as to why. Perhaps if we could exame this feeling more closely, we could feel the emotional bliss more often.
However, what would become of the world if the streets we're constantly croweded with young and old singing and dancing in the rain?
One big traffic violation I say.
Its a feeling that is merly agumented by your favorite song playing just perfectly on your speakers and talking to a great friend.
Your only wish in the world is that you could be with that person to share in your excitment together. Perhaps do something crazy, just crazy enough to keep the thrill up.
Knowing you've changed, for the better, knowing that your loved by so many, knowing that you can help others get where you are...
Well, its much more pratical then dancing in the street, and much less dangerouse.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Something odd
I just realized something.
I have no natural sense of time anymore,
I'm on his clock, and when he's not around, time dosn't exist.
I have no natural sense of time anymore,
I'm on his clock, and when he's not around, time dosn't exist.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
This is our anthem
Four years ago I was at a friend's cousins house for a week, in his cockyness he was showing us all his fancy stero system and playing the 'newest' songs.
And that was the first time I ever heard "Jesus Freak" by DC Talk.
DC Talk broke up soon after that, and I never really sought any more of their music, but I think it would be very accurate to say that "Jesus Freak" was the first contemporay Christian rock song I had ever heard...and liked.
It was my first introduction to a type of music that could sing about God, but not seem like wusses, who could apply today's world in the music, and still be true to their faith.
Last night at Winter Jam, a giant Christian Venue, Toby Mac *An old member of DC Talk* sang the chorus to that song.
Now, the cool thing about Winter Jam for me, *Other then getting my jacket signed my Hawk Nelson* was sitting in the 'cheap seats'
Whats cool about the cheap seats you ask? Well, a lot of things.
First of all, I had seen all these bands before, recently in fact, so standing out in front would be awesome, but unnecessary.
Second of all, they didn't have a back to the stage area, so you we're able to watch the bands set up and walk around backstage, and watch the band who was performing onstage, meaning you got to see them longer and closer up then the people out in front anyway.
Thirdly, it was absolutly awesome to watch the people being effected by what was going on around them. From where we we're at it was possible to see the Newsboys do their thing and the crowd reacte to it.
Some incredible stuff happened that night.
When the Jesus freaks get together and sit in the cheap seats.
And that was the first time I ever heard "Jesus Freak" by DC Talk.
DC Talk broke up soon after that, and I never really sought any more of their music, but I think it would be very accurate to say that "Jesus Freak" was the first contemporay Christian rock song I had ever heard...and liked.
It was my first introduction to a type of music that could sing about God, but not seem like wusses, who could apply today's world in the music, and still be true to their faith.
Last night at Winter Jam, a giant Christian Venue, Toby Mac *An old member of DC Talk* sang the chorus to that song.
Now, the cool thing about Winter Jam for me, *Other then getting my jacket signed my Hawk Nelson* was sitting in the 'cheap seats'
Whats cool about the cheap seats you ask? Well, a lot of things.
First of all, I had seen all these bands before, recently in fact, so standing out in front would be awesome, but unnecessary.
Second of all, they didn't have a back to the stage area, so you we're able to watch the bands set up and walk around backstage, and watch the band who was performing onstage, meaning you got to see them longer and closer up then the people out in front anyway.
Thirdly, it was absolutly awesome to watch the people being effected by what was going on around them. From where we we're at it was possible to see the Newsboys do their thing and the crowd reacte to it.
Some incredible stuff happened that night.
When the Jesus freaks get together and sit in the cheap seats.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Battles are won with numbers, yet the world was saved by one
Amen.
Amen.
Amen
That word is so incredible...Just look at it, say it over and over in your mind, repeating it slowly until you fully grasp what your saying...
You can't...but thats okay, keep on trying.
As I stood there singing a hyme I've song all my life, I was able to just focus on that one word, and I realized something....
Notice how similar it is to "A man"
A man....Amen.....that sound, those lights, the joy and the pain, all wrapped into one thing. Him.
You take your hopes, your fears, your please, wrap them up, break down in humilation, shout them out in pride, or sing with joy, and end it with a simple "Amen"
Your prayer, your heart, your longing to be forgivin, sometimes for reasons unknown to you.
And yet there would be no point to prayer, no reason to beg, if it wern't for A Man. If it wern't for Jesus.
The guilt in your sole, the longing in your heart, the fear in your eyes, the hope you hold within you...You'd be stuck with it if it were not for The Man.
He is the ONLY way you can get through life, and death. He is the ONLY reason you don't give up right now and be better for it.
When you look around you and wonder if its all worth it, and you sit in the darkness of your room and cry because you just can't see how its going to get anybetter, He is the one who tells you its going to be okay, He is the one who shows you how to keep going.
It only took A single Man to save us all....it only takes one person to show someone some love, it only takes one simle to show your a friend...
One cross to save the world.
Amen
Amen.
Amen
That word is so incredible...Just look at it, say it over and over in your mind, repeating it slowly until you fully grasp what your saying...
You can't...but thats okay, keep on trying.
As I stood there singing a hyme I've song all my life, I was able to just focus on that one word, and I realized something....
Notice how similar it is to "A man"
A man....Amen.....that sound, those lights, the joy and the pain, all wrapped into one thing. Him.
You take your hopes, your fears, your please, wrap them up, break down in humilation, shout them out in pride, or sing with joy, and end it with a simple "Amen"
Your prayer, your heart, your longing to be forgivin, sometimes for reasons unknown to you.
And yet there would be no point to prayer, no reason to beg, if it wern't for A Man. If it wern't for Jesus.
The guilt in your sole, the longing in your heart, the fear in your eyes, the hope you hold within you...You'd be stuck with it if it were not for The Man.
He is the ONLY way you can get through life, and death. He is the ONLY reason you don't give up right now and be better for it.
When you look around you and wonder if its all worth it, and you sit in the darkness of your room and cry because you just can't see how its going to get anybetter, He is the one who tells you its going to be okay, He is the one who shows you how to keep going.
It only took A single Man to save us all....it only takes one person to show someone some love, it only takes one simle to show your a friend...
One cross to save the world.
Amen
Friday, January 20, 2006
Accusing the Angels
I didn't cry until he told me I shouldn't be "freakin sorry'
Up until that point, I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't feel like I should be doing it, and I knew for a fact it wasn't going to be pretty.
And yet, like the rash person I am, I rushed in and made a mess of things before even thinking what I should have said, what my approach should have been, who I should have consulted.
I for got to as Him, what I should do. Thought it over in my brain, it seemed logical...
And the problem has suddenly turned into one of truth, one that actualy makes sense. He's relating, and I'm sobbing, and I can't tell if we are regreesing or progressing.
Thats never a good sign.
We've completly swiched gears. I don't know my position in this matter any longer, I lost that long ago.
One moment I"m preaching to PB, next moment I'm apolgizing for being harsh, and the next I'm besides myself with confusion.
And now, the fall out.
I have completly and tototaly torn this boy down. Everything is out in the open, I don't know if he's putting on a face, but he seems to...
Agree.
Up until that point, I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't feel like I should be doing it, and I knew for a fact it wasn't going to be pretty.
And yet, like the rash person I am, I rushed in and made a mess of things before even thinking what I should have said, what my approach should have been, who I should have consulted.
I for got to as Him, what I should do. Thought it over in my brain, it seemed logical...
And the problem has suddenly turned into one of truth, one that actualy makes sense. He's relating, and I'm sobbing, and I can't tell if we are regreesing or progressing.
Thats never a good sign.
We've completly swiched gears. I don't know my position in this matter any longer, I lost that long ago.
One moment I"m preaching to PB, next moment I'm apolgizing for being harsh, and the next I'm besides myself with confusion.
And now, the fall out.
I have completly and tototaly torn this boy down. Everything is out in the open, I don't know if he's putting on a face, but he seems to...
Agree.
The lie they all tell us
Is it true that all these teenage horomones and mood swings will infact, go away when we are no longer teenagers?
When I turn 20 will everything suddenly become less....touchy feeling, no explainalbe reason for acting irrationaly?
Or will I simply eat too much cake?
When I turn 20 will everything suddenly become less....touchy feeling, no explainalbe reason for acting irrationaly?
Or will I simply eat too much cake?
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Do you believe in magic? Or is it simply an act of God?
Today, as you may have noticed, started out bad.
But Kristi just made my year.
Kristi just made my life.
I began only recently to see changes in my life due to God, now its as though its a giant game of telephone.
The girl who only lived for fun just said she realized that somethings wrong with her life, and that Gods the only way to fix it.
She wants to find out who she is, she wants to think about what she stands for.
She wants to try.
Its such an amazing feeling to know that maybe, for once, you didn't hesitate. And maybe for once, you jumped in at the right time. And maybe, for once, you finally didn't screw things up, you never regretted your decision, and GOOD came from it.
The best part?
I had almost nothing to do with it. :)
I have a feeling her mother also noticed something....I feel this way becuase her mother actualy called me, and asked quite frankly "What Did Kristi do with W?"
So, I told the truth. :) And so did Kristi. Thers nothing like compatible stories for mommies.
She came up with this conclusion all by her self, I may have started the initial....frustration *For lack of better word* But I realized that in this particular case I had said all that could be said from my point, and the thing left was example.
Eric might have spoken to her, and the dreaded health teachers lesson plan might have had 'devine timing' but she did it on her own
Ladies and Gentelmen, I faild a Geomotry test today. But I saw a teenage girl re-evaluate herself for the good of her soul.
Thats better then a high GPA any day.
J was at youth group. ;)
But Kristi just made my year.
Kristi just made my life.
I began only recently to see changes in my life due to God, now its as though its a giant game of telephone.
The girl who only lived for fun just said she realized that somethings wrong with her life, and that Gods the only way to fix it.
She wants to find out who she is, she wants to think about what she stands for.
She wants to try.
Its such an amazing feeling to know that maybe, for once, you didn't hesitate. And maybe for once, you jumped in at the right time. And maybe, for once, you finally didn't screw things up, you never regretted your decision, and GOOD came from it.
The best part?
I had almost nothing to do with it. :)
I have a feeling her mother also noticed something....I feel this way becuase her mother actualy called me, and asked quite frankly "What Did Kristi do with W?"
So, I told the truth. :) And so did Kristi. Thers nothing like compatible stories for mommies.
She came up with this conclusion all by her self, I may have started the initial....frustration *For lack of better word* But I realized that in this particular case I had said all that could be said from my point, and the thing left was example.
Eric might have spoken to her, and the dreaded health teachers lesson plan might have had 'devine timing' but she did it on her own
Ladies and Gentelmen, I faild a Geomotry test today. But I saw a teenage girl re-evaluate herself for the good of her soul.
Thats better then a high GPA any day.
J was at youth group. ;)
Boredem, lazyness, and other horrible things you should never feel in school
A question came to me just a moment ago, "Can bordem make you do things you know you don't want to do?"
Well, that was a very poor test question, because the answer is possibily the simpilist one I"ve seen in a long time.
Yes. Absolutly. No doubt. Positive.
And so our next question is....Can it force you to see things you would have avoided otherwise?
Just a moment ago, I accused someone of seeing me as lazy, and dishonost.
And someone had! Only, it was not them that had called me out and said the things I feared most.
It was my thoughts.
And the fact my day sucked, and the fact I wasted oppratunites, and the fact I could be so much better and I will be so much better...
But striving really sucks.
And working hard is really...well, hard.
But when your thoughts come back to kick oyu in the butt, you gotta start doing some stuff
Well, that was a very poor test question, because the answer is possibily the simpilist one I"ve seen in a long time.
Yes. Absolutly. No doubt. Positive.
And so our next question is....Can it force you to see things you would have avoided otherwise?
Just a moment ago, I accused someone of seeing me as lazy, and dishonost.
And someone had! Only, it was not them that had called me out and said the things I feared most.
It was my thoughts.
And the fact my day sucked, and the fact I wasted oppratunites, and the fact I could be so much better and I will be so much better...
But striving really sucks.
And working hard is really...well, hard.
But when your thoughts come back to kick oyu in the butt, you gotta start doing some stuff
Monday, January 16, 2006
Tonight we're graced by two displays of character...The gun slinger extrodenar, a walking contradiction
Not to sound persumptusouse, but calling out Preacher Boy on 'religion' is more....Fascinating, then it probably should be.
PB likes to explain how he felt like the only Christian in the school, and yet he never bothered to actualy act like one and go searching.
He reads the Bible every day, goes to Church every Sunday, and preaches about the spirit and philosophy, and yet he doesn't understand forgiveness.
PB is PB for a reason you know. He wasn't always that way. He used to be more of a.....well, regualar guy. And just like a regular guy, he did some bad stuff, stuff he shouldn't have done, but he did. And there's no going back.
Well, PB knows he's religiouse, I"m not going to aruge that. And PB knows the Bible far more then I do, and yet I also know that you can't speak of being 'worse' the others becuase of your mistakes and truly understand forgiveness.
PB is a very faithful follower, but he sucks at fishing.
Fishing for men, that is. Which is what we are all called to do. Its not that he dosn't have the mannorisms of a Christian, its not that he's hypocretical, but he's got two major problems.
1. He assumes far too much, and most of its wrong.
2. If he does break through, its almost intirly impossible to relate to him.
The latter I learned on my own. The first being I felt like a complete screw up around him until I got to know him, and he told me some of his secrets, and then he took it upon himself to make himself look like the worse person on the planet.
Making me feel like everything I had ever felt bad about doing was stupid and silly.
I don't think you can measure our wrong doings against one another, but the differnce between PB and I, even though we have both grown and changed for the better, is this.
I know I truly am I horrible person, but that I am still loved by God, and I am forgive by him, which gives me the power to humble myself enough to know that I can relate to other through my experences, yet still know that I am a good person.
PB knows that he is a horrible person, and he knows God has forgiven him, and yet he continues to act as though he is the one bad apple amoung men.
This isolates him, and fills him with what I consider to be faulse consences of man.
Perhaps PB will soon realize that that book he carries around about that guy who died is for everyone, including him.
PB likes to explain how he felt like the only Christian in the school, and yet he never bothered to actualy act like one and go searching.
He reads the Bible every day, goes to Church every Sunday, and preaches about the spirit and philosophy, and yet he doesn't understand forgiveness.
PB is PB for a reason you know. He wasn't always that way. He used to be more of a.....well, regualar guy. And just like a regular guy, he did some bad stuff, stuff he shouldn't have done, but he did. And there's no going back.
Well, PB knows he's religiouse, I"m not going to aruge that. And PB knows the Bible far more then I do, and yet I also know that you can't speak of being 'worse' the others becuase of your mistakes and truly understand forgiveness.
PB is a very faithful follower, but he sucks at fishing.
Fishing for men, that is. Which is what we are all called to do. Its not that he dosn't have the mannorisms of a Christian, its not that he's hypocretical, but he's got two major problems.
1. He assumes far too much, and most of its wrong.
2. If he does break through, its almost intirly impossible to relate to him.
The latter I learned on my own. The first being I felt like a complete screw up around him until I got to know him, and he told me some of his secrets, and then he took it upon himself to make himself look like the worse person on the planet.
Making me feel like everything I had ever felt bad about doing was stupid and silly.
I don't think you can measure our wrong doings against one another, but the differnce between PB and I, even though we have both grown and changed for the better, is this.
I know I truly am I horrible person, but that I am still loved by God, and I am forgive by him, which gives me the power to humble myself enough to know that I can relate to other through my experences, yet still know that I am a good person.
PB knows that he is a horrible person, and he knows God has forgiven him, and yet he continues to act as though he is the one bad apple amoung men.
This isolates him, and fills him with what I consider to be faulse consences of man.
Perhaps PB will soon realize that that book he carries around about that guy who died is for everyone, including him.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
The popular not quite needed yet absoultly necessary intervention
She says she's living for fun.
Dosn't look like a lot of fun to me.
She says she left in the middle of the show to go talk about her feelings in the restroom with Addie. I was invited, I'm not disapointed I declined to go.
She says she wanted to cry in that restroom.
I asked her why she felt like she needed to cry....she said she was having a moment.
I asked her why she couldn't have the moment in front of everyone right there on that flower prtined couch that smelled like old cheetoes.
She is after all 'happy' right? That means she should be able to show her true feelings to her everyone right? She shouldn't take refuge in the bathroom just to let it all out.
Last week, I might have let it all slide. I might have thought "Hey, your life, do what feels right"
But this week I'm a differnt person, and I can't talk how I talk, act as I do, and sit by silently while she slowly looses herself.
Reforme was necessary absoulty impartive for me.....that involved a lot of bad choices, a lot of apathy, and a lot of misery.
But then again, maybe it took me longer then necessary to realize that I was empty, longer to realize that was why I could put on such happy face during the day I'd forget I hated myself, but it came off and night and I was kept up by sheer slef loathing.
Maybe if I had someone there, who had just asked me that question, things would have been differnt.
So, even though she says I'm hurting her feelings, and I AM in fact, being deadly blunt, I don't regret it.
Because if it hurt her feelings....she's thinking about what I said. And at hte moment, thats all I can ask.
Dosn't look like a lot of fun to me.
She says she left in the middle of the show to go talk about her feelings in the restroom with Addie. I was invited, I'm not disapointed I declined to go.
She says she wanted to cry in that restroom.
I asked her why she felt like she needed to cry....she said she was having a moment.
I asked her why she couldn't have the moment in front of everyone right there on that flower prtined couch that smelled like old cheetoes.
She is after all 'happy' right? That means she should be able to show her true feelings to her everyone right? She shouldn't take refuge in the bathroom just to let it all out.
Last week, I might have let it all slide. I might have thought "Hey, your life, do what feels right"
But this week I'm a differnt person, and I can't talk how I talk, act as I do, and sit by silently while she slowly looses herself.
Reforme was necessary absoulty impartive for me.....that involved a lot of bad choices, a lot of apathy, and a lot of misery.
But then again, maybe it took me longer then necessary to realize that I was empty, longer to realize that was why I could put on such happy face during the day I'd forget I hated myself, but it came off and night and I was kept up by sheer slef loathing.
Maybe if I had someone there, who had just asked me that question, things would have been differnt.
So, even though she says I'm hurting her feelings, and I AM in fact, being deadly blunt, I don't regret it.
Because if it hurt her feelings....she's thinking about what I said. And at hte moment, thats all I can ask.
The popular intervetion for not quite a problem
Is it better to let mistakes be made, or interveen before it becomes to late and they realize they've lost all reason to live?
Last week I would have felt I should simply mind my own bussness and stick around for the after schock of it all.
And yet today I felt as though I couldn't say what I say, act as I do, and simply egnore the thought processing of a friend that was once so close to my own mind.
Now....while I think I've come out of that better then before, and that hte reform HAD to have happend for me, I did have faith through all of that.
I knew why I SHOULD be living....I just wasn't.
However, when I asked her if she noticed how sad she was all the time, and how she had changed so much recently, she said yes.
And when I asked her why she was alive, she said "To have fun"
Only...to me...it dosn't look like she's having very much fun. To me, it looks like she's slowly forgetting that you can in fact, act like yourself around people. You don't have to leav in the middle of a show to go cry in the bathroom.
Either cry on that flower printed couch for all to see, or reevaluate why you feel the need the need to cry in the first place.
Perhaps then you'll find the emptyness around you, the fakeness of it all, and the people there who will be there no matter what.
And perhaps I'm simply sturring things up, and perhaps I'll have three angry teenage girls out for blood tomorrow at my door step....
But I don't regret what I have said, because I took a risk for God, meaning its all worth it.
Last week I would have felt I should simply mind my own bussness and stick around for the after schock of it all.
And yet today I felt as though I couldn't say what I say, act as I do, and simply egnore the thought processing of a friend that was once so close to my own mind.
Now....while I think I've come out of that better then before, and that hte reform HAD to have happend for me, I did have faith through all of that.
I knew why I SHOULD be living....I just wasn't.
However, when I asked her if she noticed how sad she was all the time, and how she had changed so much recently, she said yes.
And when I asked her why she was alive, she said "To have fun"
Only...to me...it dosn't look like she's having very much fun. To me, it looks like she's slowly forgetting that you can in fact, act like yourself around people. You don't have to leav in the middle of a show to go cry in the bathroom.
Either cry on that flower printed couch for all to see, or reevaluate why you feel the need the need to cry in the first place.
Perhaps then you'll find the emptyness around you, the fakeness of it all, and the people there who will be there no matter what.
And perhaps I'm simply sturring things up, and perhaps I'll have three angry teenage girls out for blood tomorrow at my door step....
But I don't regret what I have said, because I took a risk for God, meaning its all worth it.
Friday, January 13, 2006
Sunday, January 08, 2006
I may give up, but I'm not quitter
So, I gave up trying to live my life.
And decided to live God's life FOR me instead
And for the first time in half a year I feel as though I have truly done the right thing, I feel as though now I can grow and become less and so much more all at the same time.
But if I ever turn into one of those persons who write long passages just throwing out bible sayings left and right, please alert me so I can get back in touch with reality?
M'kay.
Merry Monday Everyone
And decided to live God's life FOR me instead
And for the first time in half a year I feel as though I have truly done the right thing, I feel as though now I can grow and become less and so much more all at the same time.
But if I ever turn into one of those persons who write long passages just throwing out bible sayings left and right, please alert me so I can get back in touch with reality?
M'kay.
Merry Monday Everyone
Friday, January 06, 2006
The Truth and the agonizing pain that go hand in hand
J: Not really... The whole point was to pretty much just to fellowship. Like, I know when I first came I felt like the only big Christian there other than Josh (Though I knew that wasn't true, that didn't matter because I didn't know any.)
J: Then I started hanging out with her and it was fun to hang out with people who didn't act like typical school kids. =P
J: So it'd pretty much be so you could get to know other Christians you didn't know existed.
....I was right next to him, that whole time.....
The person who is supposed to know me better then anyone else in the world, didn't include me in major Christians he knew.
It hurt more then anything else.
It was as if he took a knife and cut the stiches that were holding kept my eyes from seeing just how messed up I've become.
Then Eric brought up a good point. J didn't say anything, it was God using him to get a point acrosse to me that I have got to start making some changes.
I speak of corruption in chruches, I speak of Christians spending time in prayer groups instead of going out and spreading the Word, I critize everyone and everything.
Yet where am I sunday morning?
Sleeping in.
I feel as though this was a calling, a "Hey Genny, you need to get your act together becuase I've got plans for you" kinda thing.
It excites me so much to know that I will be used for something more then what I'm doing, or saying that other people sould do.
It bothers me that J dosn't seem to think I love God as much as I do, but most of all, it bothers me why I care so much! I should be completly selfless to God, and when God decides its time J know that, that J will know it.
And I'm not talking, "I told ya so" I'm talking a turn around, a 180, where people will begin looing at me and thinking "You know...somethings weird about that girl"
Because, yes, I'm nice to everyone, no, I never judge anyone, yes, I'll let you borrow anything I have you might need, but thats still not enough to show people the love of God.
Neither is runnig about walking up to people you bad mouth and then going to church sunday.
Its this crazy thing really.
You've got religion? Well...er.....thats not really impressive. Sorry.
You've got a RELATIONSHIP? Well then thats another story! Congrats! I"m sure your just as excited as I am to take it to the next level with God, perhaps, even, dare I say....outside the CHURCH!?!
And maybe you know, I might actualy take my relationship with God INSIDE the church.
Wow. Things are getting crazy.
J: Then I started hanging out with her and it was fun to hang out with people who didn't act like typical school kids. =P
J: So it'd pretty much be so you could get to know other Christians you didn't know existed.
....I was right next to him, that whole time.....
The person who is supposed to know me better then anyone else in the world, didn't include me in major Christians he knew.
It hurt more then anything else.
It was as if he took a knife and cut the stiches that were holding kept my eyes from seeing just how messed up I've become.
Then Eric brought up a good point. J didn't say anything, it was God using him to get a point acrosse to me that I have got to start making some changes.
I speak of corruption in chruches, I speak of Christians spending time in prayer groups instead of going out and spreading the Word, I critize everyone and everything.
Yet where am I sunday morning?
Sleeping in.
I feel as though this was a calling, a "Hey Genny, you need to get your act together becuase I've got plans for you" kinda thing.
It excites me so much to know that I will be used for something more then what I'm doing, or saying that other people sould do.
It bothers me that J dosn't seem to think I love God as much as I do, but most of all, it bothers me why I care so much! I should be completly selfless to God, and when God decides its time J know that, that J will know it.
And I'm not talking, "I told ya so" I'm talking a turn around, a 180, where people will begin looing at me and thinking "You know...somethings weird about that girl"
Because, yes, I'm nice to everyone, no, I never judge anyone, yes, I'll let you borrow anything I have you might need, but thats still not enough to show people the love of God.
Neither is runnig about walking up to people you bad mouth and then going to church sunday.
Its this crazy thing really.
You've got religion? Well...er.....thats not really impressive. Sorry.
You've got a RELATIONSHIP? Well then thats another story! Congrats! I"m sure your just as excited as I am to take it to the next level with God, perhaps, even, dare I say....outside the CHURCH!?!
And maybe you know, I might actualy take my relationship with God INSIDE the church.
Wow. Things are getting crazy.
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