Monthly Archives: June 2005

Thursday June 9, 2005

I am glad that FIF got so many happy thoughts. This is going to be a rather short post. I am going to build my own period Banjo and I am going to find a free copy of the old oregon trail game.

Random thought:
Say if the English are the Greeks, Americans are Romans, does that make the Terrorist Barbarians?

Edit:
From the animals you shot,
you got 903 pounds of meat.
However, you were only able
to carry back 100 pounds back
to the wagon.

Thursday June 9, 2005

I have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair, and brittle bones were broken far beyond repair. I have leveled lies so deep, the truth may never find. And inside my faithless heart, I stole things never mine.

If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor, Dear Father, I will see you, there on distant shores.

I have toiled for countless years and ever felt the cost, and I’ve been burned by this world’s cold, like leaves beneath the frost. On my knees I’ve crawled to You, bleeding myself dry. But the price of life is more, than I could ever buy.

And off of the blocks, I was headstrong and proud, at the front of the line for the card-carrying, highbrowed. With both eyes fastened tight, yet unscarred from the fight. Running at full tilt, my sword pulled from its hilt. It’s funny how these things can slip away, our frail deeds, the last will wave good-bye. It’s funny how the hope will bleed away, the citadels we build and fortify. Good-Bye.

Night came and I broke my stride, I swallowed hard, but never cried. When grace was easy to forget, I’d denounce the hypocrites, casting first stones, killing my own. You would unscale my blind eyes, and I stood battered, but more wise, fighting to accelerate, shaking free from crippling weight. With resilience unsurpassed, I clawed my way to You at last. And on my knees, I wept at Your feet, I finally believed, that You still loved me.

Healing hands of God have mercy on our unclean souls once again. Jesus Christ, Light of the World, burning bright within our hearts forever. Freedom means love without condition, without beginning or an end. Here’s my heart, let it be forever Yours, only You can make every new day seem so new.

Tuesday June 7, 2005

I am amazed by the jobs that I have had. A board op at a radio station, a snack bar worker, an Intern, a Remote Tech for three radio stations, cook at KFC, lift operator, reseptionist, Assistant Lead Lift Operator, Grounds worker, Dishwasher, Ditch digger, and Living historian, and a teacher. There are more too. At each one I have learned something new and something to take to the next one. I can’t tell you how many of those jobs I have been handed, and that shows to me that God is shaping me for something that He has. God is just plain crazy.

Monday June 6, 2005

I went swimming today, after staying up way to late last night. It was cold. But fun anyway. I used Andrew’s goggles and went to the bottom I could only see a few feet, I think I could have seen a little further but the lenses were tinted and scratched. Went to Wal Mart (Evile Place) and they didn’t have my tires, and I bought a snorkeling kit, for the next time I go to the swimming hole. Sure I will look like a dork but hey

Edit: After reading HowStuffWorks.com I think that the Xbox 360 is really cool and I wonder if I have had West Nile Virus.