“did you ever notice that the sky is all the way to the ground?

what?

we’re walking around in it. We’re in the sky. There is sky and there is ground and we’re somewhere in between. That is where we live. And sometimes some of us take wing and when they do, when their feet leave the ground, even for a second, they pull the rest of us with them. And when we rise, and when we rise, and when we notice that the sky has been around us all along. We have been walking into it. It has been this constant collision. Divinity and depravity. And we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise…”

“A Conversation” - David Crowder*Band

“you have not because you ask not.” james 4:2b.

my understanding of God’s provision has been primarily intellectual. perhaps it’s just the way i am, being extremely cerebral and all. in any case, my prayers of thanks are often mechanical. it’s like when a child knows to say “thank you” because it’s proper, but not because he’s overjoyed.

i’ve rarely asked God for anything beyond what was attainable by me; they’ve often been “plan b” prayers, just in case something goes wrong. im pretty sure you can relate somehow.

alternatively, “plan a” prayers are scary. real scary. what if God doesnt deliver? what if i’m not heard..? these are the questions that come up whenever i consider a “plan a” prayer. and honestly, since i’m aware of God’s promises and others’ testaments of His faithfulness, there’s no excuse to not pray plan a prayers.

this one’s a no brainer: i dont trust that God is who He says he is, nor who others have said He is. no excuses, no buts. i dont trust God. period.

yet i want to, so bad. i want to believe there is a life more rich, more fulfilling than i can ever perceive. i want to know what LIFE is; what LIVING is like.

and i have not because i have not asked. but im asking now, am i not?

jenniechong:

Francis Chan

Let’s live a strong and courageous life worthy of our Lord and King!

hm, thats deeper than i thought it’d be.

yea, the point of a routine is to wow the judges & audience by defying “gravity” & “safe boundaries” as a display of strength, agility, gracefulness & (indirectly) commitment. how is it possible for us to show how great god is — our provider, our strength, etc — if we live mediocre lives?

it’s no wonder non-believers think our god is so small, weak, irrelevant, what-have-you; it’s because we live our lives as such.

bam.

“See to it that no one fails to obtain the grace of God;”

- hebrews 12:15a

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Yo
Hold it now
Uh
Get up and walk up to her and say
(Go over there)
Hi, that’s all you gotta do is say hi
That’s all you gotta do, say hi

Well, I know I’m not the coolest
And this might sound kind of foolish
‘Cause I know I’m not the smoothest
Told myself I shouldn’t do this
‘Cause I’m not very well suited
Not the popularest of students
We ain’t in the same crowd
Always see you with the hoopers
But we got the same lunch
You might see me with the cooler
That’s ‘cause I don’t eat pork
You can never be sure
Oh, you like Linkin Park
That’s the hat from the tour
I got a autographed shirt
They wrote, “Much love to ya”
Man that’s really funny
How we like tha same music
But I really love jazz
I was gonna play the tuba
I tried to join the band
They said I was really really bad
Didn’t really make me sad
I’m used to being the loser
But you, I think you’re super
So much I had to pursue ya
I don’t believe the things they say
Or the football teams rumors
Tha quarterback can’t spell
I’m his after school tutor
I just took a cue from cupid
Now I think it’s stupid
I’m sorry

And then I walked away
Thinkin’ that she would never talk to me
Like what were you thinking?
Bringing up the band
You would have got a better result
If would have just beat her up and ran
You shouldn’t have worn your glasses
Take your shirt up out your pants
See, now it’s all over
And you won’t get another chance, damn
I was so close to her
Then I felt a hand on my shoulder

She said I know you’re not the coolest
But I swear you are the cutest
And I know you played the tuba
I seen you at the recital
It takes a lot to get up there and embarrass yourself
But you shouldn’t put down you should merit yourself
That’s just mean you not a punk
I like Thelonius Monk
He’s the wallpaper on my computer
I love final fantasy
I hate first person shooters (Me too)
Meteora was nice but I bought Hybrid Theory twice
Half of tha cheerleading squad is in the stouper
Tha only reason I do it ‘cause of my mother
Took state when she was a junior
And she want me to do tha same so I’m like naw
I wanna be an oncologist and diagnose tumors
I gotta a pet parrot his name is Mister Tuna
My favorite food is fish
Remember that for the future
My IM name is Miss Luana, you can hit me after six

(How you feelin’ right now?)
Yes! yes, yes, yes, yes, Yes! Wooo!
Come Seymore, we have things to do
(How you feelin’ right now?)

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