Archive for July, 2009
The Johnson's
Jul 28th
The Johnson’s are incredible people. They are lots of fun! They have a little boy who is full of life and their son is the main reason my daughter wants to go to church. On the outside they are uniquely typical. In fact you may say that their life is problem free. But it’s always those things on the inside that creep up and catch us off guard. The Johnson’s have been caught off guard.
God, please reveal yourself to my friends. Please ensure them that you are still by their side. God I know I shouldn’t ask why…but I am going to anyways. Why? I hear people already saying “God is in control.” And I find myself saying, “really?” Please, Please strengthen the Johnson’s. From this moment on, I ask that everyday they find a new hope that they can cling to. God your going to do your thing regardless but please if nothing else take away all the worry. God show them how to have peace in the midst of the fearful unknown.
If you get a chance, remember my friends by praying or hoping for them.
blog rating
Jul 13th
I was pointed to this blog rating site by churchcrunch.com. I knew for sure that my blog wouldn’t be rated G. But the results made me laugh. Notice the choice words that were used to determine my rating of PG.
Now that’s funny.
We'll get em next time…
Jul 9th
Have you ever looked deep within yourself? I mean when it happens unintentionally and it’s the last thing you expected to happen. Like when you’re watching a movie and the suspense builds and then bam, Rocky is being tormented by the loss of Apollo. Is there a better encouraging movie character than Rocky? He is always the underdog and I always root for the underdog. I have never viewed myself more than an underdog. I have demons that always seem to keep me from being more. Personally, I have dealt with depression, anxiety, and failure.
I don’t know why I allow these things to sneak up on me.
Yes, I believe these emotions can be prevented. No, I personally won’t take medication to aid myself.
For me I wonder if this happens as a reality check. Like the valley. The mountains aren’t as sweet if you have never stood at the bottom and were forced to look up. I have always likened my life to one of those air filled clowns with weight at the bottom. You know those punching bags for kids that when you punch it, it comes back. I don’t see myself as the punching bag but as the one throwing the punches. Have you ever seen a little kid hit one of those bags and then the clown pops right back up and knocks the kid over?
I always try to control everything. I can throw punches at life over and over and keep the clown at bay but eventually this lifestyle wears me down. And before I know it the bag always comes back and knocks me down. I’m being literal here. I try to control God and like a great boxer he lets me swing, knowing that he will tire me out. He’s the patient one. His patience is where I find peace because I always know he’s in my corner ready to take my mouthpiece out, wipe off my blood, and pat me on the back.
