Saturday, July 30, 2011

All you can do is try to know who your friends are, as you head off to the war...

 "Put ethics and philosophy together and you get religion..."

"You're a chuggernaught!"

“Alright! Devotion begins on the floor!”

“If I ever hear you say the book of Deuteronomy is irrelevant to your life, I will personally come to your house and slap you. I will slap you in front of your mama...”

“Song of Solomon has got to be one of those earlier engagements, by number one-thousand he’s got to be like… ‘You’re hot.’”

“That’s how we grow up in Christ, we stop putting weed killer in our bodies and start putting in miracle grow…”

“What is the carnage of our redemption?”  *Chuckles*

“Don’t think evangelism is about having a parking place near the door!”

“Wait, is your shirt in a different language?”

"Holocaust jokes aren't funny, Anne Frankly, I won't stand for them..."

“You see, she gets angry with drama the way I get angry with stupid people!”

“I like my beard, but I always have to trim my sideburns. One time I didn’t shave them, and they started to whistle. They would whistle when I would run…then I thought I had a hearing problem.”

"You know, I think you're the first boy I've talked to all week..."

“Don’t be gross to fit in, It never works…”

“Oh no! It’s the vampire, mummy, elephant squirrels! They’re coming to get us!”

“Someone may be sincerely wrong, but when exposed to the truth, they will either cease to be wrong, or cease to be sincere…”




"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Name.

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw within the moonlight in his room,
making it rich and like a lily in bloom.
An Angel writing in a book of gold:-
 Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And To the Presence in the Room he said,

"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord
Answered, "The names of those who love the 'Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay not so,"
Replied the Angel. Abou spoke more low.
But cheerily still; and said, "I pray then then,
Write me as one who loves his fellow-men,"




The Angel Wrote and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God has blessed,
And Lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest!

-James Henry Leigh Hunt

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W_Aq8doNNmA

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

The indications reveal that few of us realize life is quite surreal...

I did it.  But I'm not done...

I guess that's just the Pete Rose in me.


http://www.playlist.com/searchbeta/tracks#Owl%20City%20Angels/all/1
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Bottle Rocket.

"God came from Teman, 
The Holy One from Mount Paran.  

Selah  

His glory covered the heavens, 
And the earth was full of His praise.   
His brightness was like the light; 
He had rays flashing from His hand, 
And there His power was hidden. 
Before Him went pestilence, 
And fever followed at His feet.  

He stood and measured the earth; 
He looked and startled the nations. 
And the everlasting mountains were scattered, 
The perpetual hills bowed. 
His ways are everlasting. 
I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction;
The curtains of the land of Midian trembled.
O LORD, were You displeased with the rivers,
Was Your anger against the rivers,
Was Your wrath against the sea
That You rode on Your horses, 
Your chariots of salvation? 
Your bow was made quite ready; 
Oaths were sworn over Your arrows.  

Selah  

You divided the earth with rivers. 
The mountains saw You and trembled; 
The overflowing of the water passed by. 
The deep uttered its voice,
And lifted its hands on high. 
The sun and moon stood still in their habitation; 
At the light of Your arrows they went, 
At the shining of Your glittering spear. 

You marched through the land in indignation; 
You trampled the nations in anger. 
You went forth for the salvation of Your people, 
For salvation with Your Anointed. 
You struck the head from the house of the wicked, 
By laying bare from foundation to neck.  

Selah  

You thrust through with his own arrows 
The head of his villages. 
They came out like a whirlwind to scatter me; 
Their rejoicing was like feasting on the poor in secret. 
You walked through the sea with Your horses, 
Through the heap of great waters. 

When I heard, my body trembled; 
My lips quivered at the voice; 
Rottenness entered my bones; 
And I trembled in myself, 
That I might rest in the day of trouble..."



 Habakkuk 3:3-16

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."