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Sunday, July 05, 2009

Sometimes you get slapped in the face.  Hold the phone.  Frequently.  Wait.  Daily.  I get knocked upside the head into a realization of how awesome life is, why it is worth living, and who is most important.  Should I have said, no that's good.  Okay.  Well.  Maybe daily if I'm lucky.  Lately I've been reminded daily.  I hate when I go days without  the realization or the slap across the face.  Let's be honest.  I'm not the best writer.  Not the most exciting.  I do this mainly for myself to look back on, rather than entertain the masses.  Lauren, if we're being honest, you pretty much do this as a journaling excercise.  Excercise?  No, a way to get out thoughts.  Yes.  That's included in the journaling part.  Okay.  Part of my short comings in writing come from the cliche factor.  If only I could think of ways around the cliches, ways of saturating my language.  If only.  In any case.  The only reason it is all worth living, breathing, moving, seeing, tasting, smelling, hearing, and that lovely feeling are simply due to Christ.  Its all wrapped up into God.  I am constantly brought back to that fact.  I can easily love life, easily.  I can easily obtain satiation.  Otherness.  That's what its all about.  The thing is otherness with people can only go so far.  I will miss them.  I will love them.  I will be with them. Apart from them.  Enjoy them.  Hate them.  The thing is... otherness makes me complete.  The other thing is... its not just this only otherness with people.  There is a much bigger otherness.  Well yes and that otherness includes loving people, but is not limited to.  Oh and to have something that is not limited.  How grand. 

“One thing have I asked of the LORD, 
   that will I seek after: 
that I may dwell in the house of the LORD 
   all the days of my life, 
to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD 
   and to inquire in his temple.”

Psalm 27:4 

Hell yes is what I say.  That is as true as definate as serious as.


“Listening to the Lord is the first thing, the second thing, and the third thing necessary for successful intercession.” - Richard Foster 

"Likewise, an ever deepening relationship with an infinitely attractive, loving, and worthy God surely is of an inestimable value."  - Steven Downey


Sunday, June 28, 2009

Always Fun

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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Geology Test No. 2

Studying today is painfully boring.  I am taking a break to picture surf.  How can I fix this?


Friday, June 19, 2009

Looking good for Jesus or Theology

Here and now, it seems, is the time to practice amazement, the time to learn how to be thunderstruck.  Either we suffocate under all that is unbeautiful, unsuprising, unspectacular, ungraceful in our lives, or else we learn here and now to breathe the air of grace... to put this thought into more homely language, we learn how to appreciate one another, to see one another as precious. We learn how to love. 

- Mike Mason



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