Maybe a future song

!WARNING!
IF YOU READ THIS I CANNOT PROMISE THAT IT WILL CHEER
ITS A BIT SOMBER, YET OH SO VERY REAL

He has been bought.  Sold.  Traded.  He is no longer a person with intellectual worth.  He lives for enjoyment.  Selfish feelings and childish sentiments.  There is no longer a sensible being here.  He  is gone.  There is only animal.  An animal that longs only to please itself.  It knows no better.  It rejects help of those who know better.  He pushes them over.  He replaces them with those who only prize him as another coin in their bank.  There is no longer sensibility.  Practicality  takes over.  And soon, with a step, all hopes of a profitable future will diminish.  Instead of an extraordinary good life, he is attracted to the lusts of an eye pleasing life that will only end tragically.  For there is no such thing as long term satisfaction if one is pleasing only one’s self.  Therefore another child’s future is ruined.  He does not know it yet, but he has been tricked with “sweeties.”

I don't want to talk about the pain
It takes place too often
What is fair?  What is right?
Its all a matter of opinion and I despise it
Because for now, I've lost
For now, I've been taken
Hope? No such thing
Tragedy,
That's another story...

Talking to prostitutes

Me: Hey lets invite the new guys to GameNight                                                                                    

Friend: hmmm...we should check with the game organizer to make sure its ok.Me: Ooookaaaay *rolls eyes* (because they must be drug dealers or something *sarcasm*)
Me: (checks with game organizer) Ok she says its good.
Friend: Ok cool.

So I find it annoying when church activities, which are supposed to be outreach based anyways, turn into this exclusive club of "only the chosen few."

I can see MANY things wrong with this picture and I am one of them! I need to step out and say hello to the strangers around me. I see them all the time and yet I barely know them. What kind of Christian am I if I stay inside an "exclusive" group.

STOP BEING SAFE!!!! Be as Jesus was and talk to the prostitutes and thieves.

The above is my facebook status.  I really had to rant about this situation in church today.  The long version of the story is: one of the youth groups at my church is having a game night.  Our teacher who is in charge is really friendly and open to anyone coming.  I know this.  But my friend obviously doesn't.  I want to be nice and invite the new guys who come but whom I've never talked to...I ask her if she wants to go with me when I ask them.  She says, "Um we really should check with Ms. _____."  She says it with such an urgent look in her eye and I think, "Really? You mean we're going to have to go check if its okay to invite some nice guys?  Isn't this what the game night is for?  Bringing people together?"  I go check with our Teacher to appease my friend.  Of course the Teacher says yes.  I had no doubt there.  I'm seriously doubting my friend and what she's been raised to think about ministry in the church.

So I really don't get it.  Do you?

I am really angry, disappointed, and almost a little discouraged.  NO Actually, I am the opposite of discouraged.  This interaction has caused me to be even more friendly and to reach out even more! I need to spend time to get to know the people I've passed by in the halls of my church.  Like I said in the above facebook status, Jesus talked to prostitutes.  Surely we can speak to that new family or even that one lone church attendee. Sit with them during lunch.  Don't let them sit alone.  Discouragement is the best weapon of the devil.  Don't let him get you there! WHO'S WITH ME?

Strange Dreams

So last night I dreamt that it was the Holocaust all over again.
Since I was a Pacific Islander (neither black, white, asian, or any straight race) I was included in their "cleansing."
I was walking in the woods.
Then these tanks come out of nowhere led by German troops (attractive ones).
I jump into the pine needles and they don't see me.
I run back to our town and run to a park.
There is one guard who stands motionless in the corner.
We meet eyes and hold for seconds.
Then, I take off in the opposite direction.
The guard is on my trail.
I am trapped against a fence with a hedge on the other side.
I climb it.
I am now surrounded by a concrete fence on all sides but the one I climbed over.
The guard has multiplied to 3 guards.
I am trapped and to be shot.
During the night I come up with a plan.
In the morning when they come to shoot me, I push a button on the concrete wall.
The top of the enclosed concrete area comes crashing down.
I jump out right in time.
I run to a tourist shop and hide behind the counter changing clothes.
Then suddenly I'm having tea with the shop assistant and am pregnant.
How did this happen?

Oh dreams you silly!

The night before I dreamnt that I was being chased by a blood thirsty grizzly bear.
No one knew of the danger except me.
Yes. Scary.

Lately, I've been having the most entertaining, involving, suspenseful dreams. I wake up sweating and shivering! Why is that? Oh well. Off to excercise and eat some dinner.

 

Wit is educated insolence. -Aristotle
Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction-Anne Frank
All forces in the world are not as powerful as an idea whose time has come-Victor Hugo

the above quotes were given to me by my English pro Christopher Lapointe

he is an amazing teacher. if you go to Thomas Nelson Community College or hear his name anywhere (as you might in the future) don't hesitate to take LP's class!