a permanent proof of a temporary existance

we are no longer alone

my alarm clock introduces me to the morning, insisting that we might be good friends
and while the morning brings it's friends the dark and cold, we seem to all get along

today was pretty banner. i rode my bike all the way to fsu (not a feat of distance, a feat of altitude :))
and once there i finally told fsu what was up, and now i'm registered for 4 summer classes, and can't wait to completely master them and show fsu what i'm made up of :
1 cup ambition
2 teaspoons procrastination
1/2 cup ingenuity
3 garlic cloves
7 cups water

heat to 98.6 and mix often

i love it

i wish that where i am and where i want to be didn't seem as far apart.
i know that most of life is in the journey, but my feet are getting tired.

i don't aspire to be much
i aspire to change much

old dogs

i was reading something today that was rather disturbing... yet convicting
i began to think upon reading about how some things haven't changed listening to someone rant about something that happened years ago
then i began to realize that although i would like to say something in retort, i am silenced by the plank in my own eye
ouch.
anger is a bitter red monster that festers under our skin

think about this

we are saved.
we are being saved.
we will be saved.

sweet, eh?

i was stumbling through some old journals and writings and discovered this interesting piece about my mother that i wrote quite a while back.
"i know most of you have moms, but to me none of your moms are as special as mine And here are some of the things that she donse home work help, being thoughfull, and cooking like a pro. Anyway she is so special i just had to write a story about her. Anyway here is the first, thing.
As you might have guessed this paragraph is about homework help, well your rite. My mom helps me with homework when i need it. When i do she helps me. My mom helps me with my homework when i need it, but she's always being thoughtful.
Again as you might have guessed this paragraph is about being thoughful. My mom is thoughtful. Most mom are, it's thier nature. Well what makes my mom thoughful is she always thinking of others. She leaves little notes if you felling blue (even if your not). She buys me little gifts. Being thoughful is nice, But cooking like a pro is even beter.
Again as you might have guessed this paragraph is about cooking like a pro. Moms mons cook good. My mom has a way to make bad foods good. My mom cooks basically everything good.
My mom is the best. No one could replace her. I will do my best to help her. She is a great mom."


note: any spelling or grammatical errors are completely in effort to reproduce this completely raw and a copy of the original.

and i will show you my faith by what i do

last summer i worked at a summer camp at a local elementary school. being amongst the first there on this particular morning i was assigned the task of moving, for whatever the reason, a rather heavy shelf (on wheels) from one spot in the cafeteria to another. there was one child present at this moment, amongst the directors and myself. i began my task. within moments Rosea (the child present) asked if she could help me. i consented to her helping me move the shelf and she smiled. she put both hands and walked at the same speed as the shelf was moving, and with much contentment on her part the shelf moved.. notably not any faster or with any more ease on my part.
i realized that although her help was not necessary, and barely any help at all, it gave her a defining sense of self and purpose. A feeling that could not be replicated simply by playing with dolls, or building with blocks, something that could only be created by her doing something outside of herself.. venturing into the world of adults, a world which to children is as mysterious as it is romanticized and unknown.
i later realized that it is the same way with God. he doesn't need our help, being all knowing and all powerful, he doesn't realistically need anything that humans can give. however, God lets us help. not for his sake, but for ours.
we have a great opportunity and yet we sit on our hands.
we have the privilege and ability to serve

Matthew 25:40
"The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'

also:

James 2:18
But someone will say, "You have faith; I have deeds." Show me your faith without deeds, and I will show you my faith by what I do.