Saturday, March 27, 2010

New News.

Two things happened today:

1. I threw a hole in one in disc golf.

2. I was reminded that when I get really excited I take my shirt off. Quickly.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Vocab Lesson

Fun words that we should use more often:

intransigent- (Adj or noun) refusing to compromise

din- a loud noise

callipygian- having shapely and attractive buttocks

pervade- to become spread through out

belligerent- inclined to fight, warlike

indignant- (adj) characterized with strong displeasure at something unjust

defenestrate- to throw from a window

exiguous- meager

cozen- to cheat

propinquity- nearness

vilipend- to depreciate, regard as worthless

Friday, March 19, 2010


I feel like I am supposed to write. And I don't know why, its certainly not my gift.

I have nothing written to share, but hopefully soon I will.

And hopefully I'll figure out why I feel encouraged to write.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Apply to below post.

Thought this applied to the below post.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

A Short Reflection On Loss

My thoughts, brief and not thought out completely, of the past 5 minutes:

Loss and suffering are hard and difficult things. But they are very much a reality in a fallen world. The question is not are we, as people, going to experience loss, pain, and suffering, but how do we respond when we see it.

I believe that loss must not be overlooked. It must be accepted and appreciated. Death creates a hole in your being. You may fill it with what you choose. But fill it with more things that result only in more pain, more loss, and more suffering and your being erodes.

Fill it with the Spirit. Fill it with Jesus.

What's more beautiful than life from death?
What better to fill gaping sores from pain and loss than the God who conquered death itself?

1 Corinthians 15: 31
2 Corinthians 4: 20-12

Sunday, March 7, 2010


It's almost spring break. My mind is barely holding together. I have three tests this week.

Let's do this.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010


This is my prayer:
That I may see you more.
That the blinds may be lifted from my eyes.
That your beauty would be present in my life.
That your love would keep me warm.

Father, my eyes are blind.
Yet I am not my eyes.

This is my prayer:
That my hands and feet be steady.
That they may work for you.
That I may serve you to the world.
That through me your love would keep us all whole.

Father, my hands are tied, my feet can't move.
Yet I am not my hands or feet.

This is my prayer:
That my desires would be worth.
That I should strive for gold.
That I may not be choked among thorns.
That your love would keep me pure.

Father, I am stuck in this world.
Yet it's desires can't confine me.

Your hope is real.
Your love is real.
Your faithfulness more consistent than the waves.
I am not my body, not my sight, not my own.
I am Yours.
Yours alone.

Take me.