Friday, June 26, 2009


So sometimes I feel like I have to write a huge dissertation on some spiritual malady, or lecture on some big important topic.

But sometimes I can't think of anything to say.

Other times, I have small, random thoughts, but those usually go to my Facebook status update.

So I am sorry, dear blog, for forsaking you. As a peace offering: I submit the following conjecture:

I despise drama and its purveyors. As if life does not already contain enough turbulence and turmoil, there are those that seek to stir things up; that cannot leave well enough alone. They are those that feed the flames of gossip, and that ripple the water of tranquility. They can bend will, create trauma ex nihilo, and destroy true friendship. Drama will turn a good day into a bad day with one snide comment, one hidden tale, one cloaked question. And I am tired of fighting a losing battle trying to do good in this world.

I'm on a mission to love rightly. On a mission to preserve purity. On a mission to seek the kingdom of God and all His righteousness. And I will do ANYTHING to maintain the sanctity of this mission, even if it means losing friends.

We're in a war. Dramatists are the double-agents of this war. They pretend to care, but seek to spread destruction. I will avoid drama and its purveyors at all costs.

Either help me, or get out of my way.


Monday, June 8, 2009


Being human, (which, contrary to popular opinion, I am), the idea of "love" has been a constant in my life. What is it? Do I have it? Am I "in love"? Do I love her, or is it just an emotion?

To tell you the truth, it is quite easy to lie to myself. I'll believe anything I say :P. It becomes very easy to confuse love and infatuation, and eventually the line between the two gets blurred. Human emotions have a terrible tendency to tangle themselves up and twist everything around so that eventually, you lose yourself in the raging emotions (especially as a teenager :D). But love IS NOT an emotion. It is not merely something that you feel.

1 Corinthians 13:13: "But now faith, hope, love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love."

Of the three theological virtues, love is the greatest. But how can that which is naught but emotion be greater than hope or faith? Faith, which brings about salvation? Hope, which binds us to the everlasting? No, love is something bigger, something greater.

John 15:13: "Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends."

The greatest form of love is a sort of self-detachment, a care not for bodily pleasures or personal fulfillment, but only the well-being of others. Contrast this with the world's perspective of love: You can fall in and out of love. Love is just a feeling. Love benefits self. Love is a battlefield (maybe not that one).

How can we fall into love? How can we fall out of it? Love must be a constant in our lives, we CANNOT reserve it for one person! It must be exhibited to all.

True love is not found in books or movies. True love is a willingness to do whatever it takes to preserve purity (in every sense of the word), not to take whatever it can. Paul writes in Romans 12:10, "Be devoted to one another in brotherly love; give preference to one another in honor." Give preference in honor: preserve purity.

Jesus, frustrated with the Jews unbelief, tells them, "But I know you, that ye have not the love of God in you" (John 5:42). This is also seen in John 16:27, where Jesus says, "for the Father himself loves you, because you have loved me, and have believed that I came forth from God." Because the Jews did not love, they did not believe. Love is crucial to faith, and that is why the Apostle writes that it is superior.

Love is the fulfillment of the law. Romans 13:8-10 "Owe no one anything, except to love one another; for he who loves his neighbor has fulfilled the law. For the commandments, "You shall not commit adultery," "You shall not murder," "You shall not steal," "You shall not give false testimony," "You shall not covet," and whatever other commandments there are, are all summed up in this saying, namely, "You shall love your neighbor as yourself." Love doesn't harm a neighbor. Love therefore is the fulfillment of the law."

Therefore exhibit love to all, forbearing nothing in fear but giving all to God and to your fellow man. For love in Christ is the fulfillment of the law, the key to faith, and the point upon which the world hangs.

All is full of love. Give, and you will receive. Give, and you will be saved.


Friday, June 5, 2009


So the new music I put up is all me ;). Acoustic. Unplugged. I may hit a stray note here and there but I actually was making it all up as I went, so please forgive the occasional off key note. It happened like twice haha. And I have a bad mic, so you might hear strange wooshes or whatever. Enough of my excuses.

For Newfound Life, I capoed 2 and played in E (which, I guess, would be F# since it's capo 2). I threw in a little cameo from Coldplay's Chinese Sleep Chant. See if you can pick it out.

Salvation's Song was a bit more difficult. I tuned to DADGAD and capoed 5. The shapes were all makeshift...I don't have much experience with DADGAD, so I just picked out whatever sounded good. You'll hear a lot of scales and stuff. This is my favorite of the bunch.

I also capoed 2 for Kick It (Hispanic Roots). I tried to add a Latin-esque flavor by playing Bm, F#m, and F#/Bsus2...I threw a bunch of other stuff in there, too.

Well let me know what you think,


Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Thanks Be, Sweet Seventeen

For those of you that don't know, I turned seventeen yesterday. Seventeen seems to be one of those birthdays that no one really cares about. It's sandwiched between two bigger events (16 and 18), and seems to me, at least, to get lost in the mix.

Nevertheless, I had one of the greatest birthdays of my short life. I went out to breakfast with my dad at IHOP. So we sit down, and begin to look at the menus. All of a sudden a huge arm flew past my head and began rapidly tapping my dad's menu.

The owner of aforesaid arm started to say, very quickly, "Get the t-bone steak and eggs, that's what you want, t-bone steak an eggs!"

I look up and see a very large...person. I had to look at her name tag (which read "Ginger") before I could determine her gender; she was like six feet tall and had a very low voice. She was standing beside me (how the heck did she get there) and bouncing all around. "What can I get you to drink? You want raspberry lemonade, lemonade, root beer? Watchoo want?"

So I replied, "Uh...I'll have some milk..."

"Oh that's a good choice, good choice, what about choo?" She said, pointing at my dad, "Choo want milk too? Ok two milks it is." (Of course my dad never said that he wanted a milk...)

So she leaves and my dad and I look at each other, apparently stunned silent.

"What just happened?" He asked incredulously.

In regular fashion, I replied, "That just happened."

In good time, she returns with two milks. At that point my good old dad decided to say, "We have a birthday here..."

To which she yelled, "BIRTHDAY?! It's your birthday? Oh, well we gotta sing!" At once, she began a hearty rendition of "Happy Birthday" at the top of her lungs, clapping (on beat). My dad joined in for good humor, and the rest of the patrons in the restaurant looked on in mild amusement (or mild discomfort). As soon as the song ended, Ginger gave a throaty yell and ran off.

At this point my dad and I were close to busting out in laughter. Ginger continued to bustle around, waiting on EVERY TABLE in the entire restaurant! It was nothing short of amazing...

She soon returned and threw a bowl of ice cream down in front of me. "Have a little snacky-wacky!"(BEFORE we ate breakfast! Before she even took our order!)

She ran off to wait on other tables...needless to say, I enjoyed my snacky-wacky. Especially the wacky part.

Eventually, Ginger came back to take our order. I decided on the chocolate chip pancakes ("Oh, that's a good choice, that's exactly what I'd be having right now!"). My dad wanted to order the 2x2x2 (which was two pancakes, two eggs and two strips of bacon or something), but Ginger had other ideas.

"Oh, no, you don't want that, that's $7.99 you want this, it's only $5.99" she said pointing to his menu, "it's the same deal, you still get your pancakes and your eggs and all that, but it's cheaper. Yeah that's what you'll have."

She left and we got our food promptly.

Not gonna lie, it was one of the best breakfasts I've had in a long time.

More on my birthday later,


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