35 posts tagged “awesome”

So my friend got married this past weekend, and it was BEAUTIFUL. So good. I can't wait for my other friends to get married.. not to mention me get married. of course I'll need to find out who the wife-to-be is.. haha. 

This may be a re-post.. but it's worth it.

"Hezekiah said this when he was reigniting the priesthood. He said 'Just stand, serve, minister, and burn in front of God, and get this whole nation turned around.' And he did it. He did it with a priesthood burning in front of God. You're made to burn. You're made to burn. Do you know that? You're not just made to hear other people burn, and see other people burn... YOU are made to burn. There's many of you, you've never felt the burn of the Lord.. in your spirit man. That spirit of burning, that place of standing before the Lord and burning with a scripture on your heart, and God's just enjoying you. He desires this."

Spirit of God, I pray, begin to move on our hearts. Fan the flame! Tear off the stereotypes of priesthood. and give us the spirit of BURNING!! Help us to BURN BURN BURN!!! Amen in the name of Jesus! So be it!!!

woo.

Here's how it works. On your phone, you text the number 466453 (GOOGLE) and if you type "Define ____" and put your word in there, they define it. so for the word travail, I got back this:

   Editor Times-Dispatch
       Each year I get to celebrate Independence Day twice. On June 30
   I celebrate my independence day and on July 4 I celebrate America's.
   This year is special because it marks the 40th anniversary of my
   independence.

       On June 30, 1968, I escaped Connunist Cuba and a few months
   later I was in the United States to stay. That I happened to arrive
   in Richmond on Thanksgiving Day is just part of the story, but I
   digress.

       I've thought a lot about the anniversary this year. The
   election-year rhetoric has made me think a lot about Cuba and what
   transpired there. In the late 1950's, most Cubans thought Cuba
   needed a change, and they were right. So when a young leader came
   along, every Cuban was at least receptive.

       When the young leader spoke eloquently and passionately and
   denounced the old system, the press fell in love with him. They
   never questioned who his friends were or what he really believed in.
   When he said he would help the farmers and the poor and bring free
   medical care and education to all, everyone followed. When he said
   he would bring justice and equality to all, everyone said "Praise
   the Lord". And when the young leader said, "I wil be for change and
   I'll bring you change, everyone yelled, "Viva Fidel!"

       But nobody asked about the change, so by the time the
   executioner's guns went silent the people's guns had been taken
   away. By the time everyone was equal, they were equally poor,
   hungry, and oppressed. By the time everyone received their free
   education it was worth nothing. By the time the press noticed, it
   was too late, because they were now working for him. By the time the
   change was finally implemented Cuba had been knocked down a couple
   of notches to Third-World status. By the time the change was over
   more than a million people had taken to boats, rafts, and inner
   tubes. You can call those who made it ashore anywhere else in the
   world most fortunate Cubans. And now I'm back to the beginning of my
   story.

       Luckily, we would never fall in America for a young leader who
   promised change without asking, what change? How will you carry it
   out? What will it cost America?

       Would we?

   Manuel Alvarez, Jr.

ps89.14-
Righteousness and justice are the FOUNDATION OF GOD'S THRONE. 

And mercy and truth GO BEFORE HIS FACE! 

That's sooo cool!! IT'S BLOWIN MY BRAINS! 

the word "go" in Hebrew means "to project (one self); i.e. precede..." 

^^ Mercy and truth "project" from his face... haha! that's awesome

Okay. so check this too.. the message.. here's how that reads:

"The Right and Justice are the roots of Your rule;

    Love and Truth are it's fruits."

God is SOOO cool!! haha.

I like this song by Vicky Beeching.

*Note* I don't know why, nor do I know why I decided to include this in the post... But David Crowder Band* (what's that asterisk for?) is a great... something... while doing this kind of writing. 

Topics covered here include current thoughts, funny moods, SCAD, LaGrange folk, mom, dad, friends, stuff, and more stuff... enjoy.

  Sooo yeah. Today, or rather, right now, I"m in a funny mood. and not a funny-haha... but funny... funny-thoughtful mood. It started when I read someone else's blog about a good friend of theirs, who is also a good friend mine (therefore we, the bloggers, are also good friends), who has moved away and begun their next chapter in life, and in their walk with God. I guess "season" would be a better word in this scenario. 

 **Author's Note:  I guess this might be a fancy form of complaining, or maybe it's simply expressing myself, looking on, and trying to encourage myself to stick with it. Here goes.

The Present

     I find myself in this crazy awkward state where I'm post-college, yet pre-graduate school. I'm at home, but at the same time I feel as though I'm away from home, while anticipating a new home. Meeting new friends, Re-connecting with old friends, and just plain missing my college friends. That one's probably rated the toughest right now. I'm sure most everyone goes through this, and I guess this would be a good time to thank my parents for never moving while I was growing up. Thanks, Mom and Dad. 

The Past

   College was great. the first year-and-a-half were awkward as the most awkward situation you can think of. Feel free to share if you like. (I wonder what kind of can-o-worms that opened... oh boy!). However, the second two years were the greatest so far. I met several people, and had a kind of fellowship like I've never experienced. I think that something else happens in the place of prayer, besides moving heaven and earth, and besides moving angels and demons. I think that perhaps.. we move ourselves. And of course when I say "we," I really mean God. but I guess we do the asking(/declaring etc.). Major point there... didn't wanna miss it. 

  I miss mah buddies, but more so, I miss talking, praising, and hearing from the Lord with them. I miss the fellowship, and of course, the food. Various definitions of "fun" come to mind... like a 7 hour ride in a truck a tiny bit too small, or perhaps going to Roanoke, or simply sitting in front of the chapel waiting for another version of fun called worshiping Daddy. yeah. Miss ya guys, and I love you dearly. All of you, as a group, and as individuals. I'll be visiting before too long. So will you, I presume. :0)

... Then.. there's the roomies. I miss em.. I know I'll definitely be seeing at least one of them, if not two, much more in the coming years. however the third, with him moving back to Thailand in about a month ago... well.. you know how much plane tickets are today. Particularly, though.. I miss the hanging out,... the jokes, the fire alarms (aka bonding moments.. "hey remember when we were in college and that fire alarm went off at 1:30 in the morning..."), and then the various "oh-no!" moments (particularly, the punting of a half-full box of crackers (that was mistaken to be empty)... full force, and crackers going everywhere, and the kicker falling to the knees in an "OHHH NOOOO!!!!" That is what we know as "good times." Many have passed, some are in the making, and many, many more yet to come.

The Future

    So with my variously-spaced tabs, I begin a new paragraph, and also, a new chapter/season of life. however, that doesn't come for another 2 months. as you all know, I'm going to SCAD (hence my new "name" on facebook) and I've been asking God for connections down there. It seems as though I've gotten one contact, and we've already sorta been bouncing a few ideas off one another. I'm excited, but in a sorta "this is new, and God, I need you in this" sort of way. Like. there's no way any of this if gonna get pulled off without major prayer, and major support from Papa (the guy most may know as "the Big Man Upstairs" or maybe His proper, Yahweh).

     I'm in the process of "receiving" another contact. One of my good pastor buddies from home (lagrange) is gonna contact me with the RUF minister at SCAD. I'm hoping that I'll get a good prayer relationship going, and work from there or something.. I dunno.. anyway.

    I have an apartment... it is an original 1972 apartment building.. it is being renovated, so I will be the first to live there in the newness of it. that's awesome. what else is awesome? It's gonna be called "the Glory Zone!" yeah. it's gonna be nice.. and I have some awesome art friends making awesome art. hooray for that yo.

So that's what's happened, been happening, going on, and gonna happen. yup. by the way.. "Matthew 25" by misty edwards, from her "unplugged" CD... it's really hitting the spot. it's like .... Ooooooo goodness. yeah. 

MistyEdwards-Relentless

anyway.. Love you guys. Can't wait to see everyone... don't know what or who I mean by that.. but yeah. 

I heard this poem originally in a video (below). Every time I hear it I weep. It's a poem written for Canada. My heart aches, for one, to see someone so dedicated to their country, and two, because I long to be that devoted to my country. I'm young, and still maturing, so it will take time, but I will get there. Right now it's just a "I'm sick and tired of crap in America that causes people, young and old to stumble." anyway.