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| i havent been on here in a while. things have been really busy. i pray that all this crap will slow down come fall. anyway i love everybody.
to anyone who prays: please pray that i can make enough money playing music to quit my job or at least go part-time. i want more time to hang out with all the people that I care about among other things.
oh yea
we are going to start doing a monthly communion. let me know if you are interested. no shots of grape juice or oyster crackers. just breaking bread, a meal, good times, wine, and Jesus Christ wrapped around the whole thing.
i freakin love you!
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| things have been a bit crazy lately. I wish I could tell everything. i really don't want to put in that kind of time on the computer though. the bands are going great, sometimes hard; i have five students, working forty hours a week landscaping, missing a best friend 'cause she moved away, not spending as much time with God as I would like, finding out that someone sent an email to someone else saying to watch out for me because i might have been some kind of threat (those of you who KNOW me, know how rediculous that is). the church may hurt me but I still love her. and those of you who tan too much, you know who you are, give yourself a big hug and slap yourself on the ass.
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| 5.2.06 11:36am
Job 10.....what an amazing passage. In this portion of the story Job is wallowing in the tragedy of his own existence, deep in mourning and despair. Yet in the middle of his "complaining" he recollects on this very personal relationship he has with God.......I feel for Job he was so confused: "Your hands shaped me and made me.....will you now turn and destroy me?.....Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese, clothe me with skin and flesh and knit me together bones and sinews? You gave me life and showed me kindness, and in your providence watched over my spirit." Job 10:10-12
This passage is poetry! Sitting there with boils and sores and scabs all over him, having his family and belongings ripped away from him and on top of that his friends are acting like shits, he still remembers who God was to him and even in poetry. Wow! Crazy; Job's the man.
This brings into view the large space that is separating the importance of human relationship with God and our relationship with everything else on this planet. The fact that God would let something like this happen to Job is scary and mind boggling. Although in light of the following point of view it might have some significance. What is the one thing that God left in Job's life. It is not his life. Note verse 10:1, "I loathe my life." God never took himself away from Job. I think that the Lord is using this story to tell us that it is Himself that we need more than anything else. He is our only essential in life in all aspects.
I just wanted to do something with that journal entry. Tell me what you really think about it. I know that there are some holes in it, but I think the basic idea is strong.
Sorry this was so long. | | |
| my cat has more personality than I do, what has the world come to?
by the way, his name is batman. | | |
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By Jeff Buckley
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