
Lately here are a lot of thing that are running through my head.
Where can I get a job?
Where am I going to live?
What am I going to do for school?
and more importantly
What am I doing that is hindering the advancement of the Kingdom?
What can I do to stop?
What can I do next to help spread Jesus?
What can I do next to help my community?
How can I further use the talents that God has given me to accomplish these tasks?
Everything will work out, I don’t think i’ve ever been in a situation where I fully committed and trusted Jesus and it didn’t work out. :]
The sun is back, but it won’t last long
3 new drawings at explodingdog.com
It’s funny how fast Real Life can actually creep up on you.
I remember my freshmen year vividly, and it feels like just yesterday
And now I have to move out next week
Life moves fast, when I was younger, people everywhere told me how fast it would go by.
I really really wished I listened to them,
Remember: Appreciate the time you have. Appreciate the people you spend it with.
Count On Me
this song makes me happy
I’M SEARCHING FOR THE WORDS TO WRITE
IF I DON’T FIND SOMETHING I REALLY LIKE
I’LL ERASE EACH LINE AND I’LL JUST SING YOUR NAME
I DROWN MY INSECURITY
IN A BOTTLE FULL OF MEMORIES
AS I TALK TO YOU INSIDE A PICTURE FRAME
this is a demo of an instrumental to a song i wrote to go along with a video that will showcase a bunch of families with children who have neuroblastoma, it’ll be a video that will raise support for these families
i was very honored when my friend (and the founder of Comics for a cure) asked me to do this video for her
so here it is, i’ll post the full video sometime next week when it gets finished
“It was a strange feeling that turned me. Much like a feeling of nakedness. A feeling of shame. It was because of the knowledge i possessed.
Rather than expressing the feelings which had encased my mind, i regretfully kept them in. It wasn’t untill now that these feelings returned.
I stood naked in the face of knowledge. I knew nothing. I know nothing.
My judgement was not determined by the world and the stars, rather the love that carried me. The love that i treasured, the love that was mine.
So where was it now?
Where was this love that i had relied on for all these years?
Had it left me i would not be writing this to you.
Had it left me, i would have gone.
No, it did not leave, but instead it hid.
Hid for me to find, for me to dig and dig deeper and deeper until i was bare.
It hid for me to rip apart this world to find it.
But it left me hope.
I hung on to hope more tightly than i ever had.
Clenching within my fists every shattered dream and awful lie, every happy feeling and every simple song.
How long could i hold on.”
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this is something i wrote a while back (circa 2007), and if you’ve been reading m blog you’ve seen that i posted this before.
i’ve been getting back to journaling recently, it’s a good release and escape. I have to start incorporating that into my daily routine. It’ll made the mundane “rinse, wash, repeat” cycle of life that much more interesting,
(for the whole series of these journal entries click here)