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| things have been very strange lately. change is happening.
battles are being fought. sometimes lost. sometimes won.
i see the crystal clear pattern, yet fall into it like an old habit
when I don't care. sometimes I don't care. old memories
rehashed bring victory. sometimes defeat.
When, God, will you rescue me from these enemies who are
the body....?
When, God, will you rescue me from these enemies who are
the dark?
When, God, will you rescue me from these enemies who are
the destraction?
When?
I know.........you've defeated the grave.
I know.........you've rescued my soul.
I know.........you've shed your blood.
I guess that is all I need!
Amen.
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| Not much to write, just felt like writing.
Lean not on your own understanding but in all your ways acknowledge Him...
ALL your ways....ALL of them...that's right it says ALL...
I am tired.
Good night my wonderous xanga world
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| It's been 673 days since I've joined xanga (wow thats a big number) so they tell me.
How my life has changed in those 673 days. Are they sure it's been that long?? Let me go back and check....yep they are right.
I haven't been on in a long while but a lot is going on.
Like life. Unexpected things, expected things, big things, little things. Finding out who I am just enough to find out I don't know who I am....finding out my weaknesses....that seems to be a very good thing actually. When you know where your weaknesses are you can cover them, put armor on them. You can protect them against anything that tries to hurt you...so why is it that we Christians sometimes take that armor off for a bit, even when we know it is our weak point? Is the armor getting too heavy? Perhaps we are putting the wrong armor on? Maybe we need to buy the super light, super strong, and super durable kind instead....which is the word of God.
Not the super heavy, uncomfortable, extremely weak metal....which is our own understanding.
It is late and past my bedtime.
One thing has remained constant through these 673 days of xanga....and that isGod. I have been this way and that way, learned this and messed up there got that , did fine here and forgot that.....but through it all my wonderful, awesome, faithful, creator was just that, a wonderful awesome, faithful, creator..
this one isn't going on myspace...this is strictly for you xanginians who have chosen to not follow the crowd (you have a myspace but remain faithful to xanga), you do not give into the whims of change...in a funny way it says something about you, not that you are afraid of change, but that you remain steadfast, you have a quality that will stick with it.......or I am looking way too much into it.
Good evening and Good night
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| God.....Is awesome.
He Created the world.
The stars.
The rivers.
The moon.
The trees.
The animals.
Dogs.
Cats.
The ground.
Humans.
Air.
Mountains.
He Created everything. He created, with His hands, a wonderful world for us. He created this world. He created us. He is THE creator.
Better is one day in Your courts than thousands elsewhere.
All Doubt and lies aside.
He Is God. He is Great. Amen.
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| So I guess I better tell you a story of the sledding night at the Knox's. Ok picture this. A huge hill. At night. You are standing on top of it and you are preparing to go down the hill into the darkness with 7 other people who are all trying to pack themselves onto two sleds that will become one when all arms link together. Some people are sitting on the sled, some standing and some sitting on your shoulders. You happen to be in the front of the sled alongside Hannah (if you don't know Hannah,sorry, imagine her anyway) Everyone is preparing in eager anticipation for the push off. After all, it is the 4th or 5th time we have attempted this feat of trying to have all team members make it ON the sled ALL the way down. Ok, everyone is getting settled.....1.....2.....(oh yeah did I mention there is a barbed wire fence at the bottom of the hill and that John (Hannahs brother) thought it would be a good idea to mention that we should not only try to make it down the hill with everyone still on the sled but we should also see how close we can get to the barbed wire fence before we bail.)....oh I forgot that part? Oh sorry...3!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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AAAAAAA (ok it appears everyone is still on the sled....ok the barbed wire fence is getting closer....Hannah and I can't bail until everyone else does.......ok...... no one is bailing...ok....... the BARBED WIRE FENCE IS GETTING A LITTLE CLOSE.....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (bump, slide, crash.........this is the point when everything turns into slow mow)
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we are .....ALIVE!!! YAY!!!! Hannah's legs are UNDER the BARBED WIRE fence and I was nose to nose with the sharp pointy wires of doom...whilst everyone ELSE was SAFELY on the ice behind us.
Yes I had fun. Of course the walk back up the hill was never a dull moment, apparently when the ground is solid ice it is perfect for going really fast down it on a sled, but not so good walking back up, yes, there were very comedic falls by everyone present that night.
Ok one more story. After the sledding and the break inside with the hot tea, we trekked down to the pond where the bonfire was starting. I tried the ice skating thing with the actual ice skates and it hurt my ankles like crazy so I decided to stick with the sled but this time sledding onto the ice. So there was a good number of people there that night ok, and by then we had broken up into little different sections of activities...some had ice skates on and were skating about doing what ice skaters do, some were sitting by the fire eating hotdogs, some were sledding, others were collecting firewood....etc... well others, namely John Knox, were pulling little children around on the sled with a rope attached to the sled on the ice while he was ice skating. It looked pretty fun, I thought to myself, wow those kids must be having fun...so then later I sled all the way across the water and saw Hannah again...(hmmm I just realized these things always happened around her).....anyway, so we were walking back to the other side of the pond when I look over and see a sled coming at me strangely fast....I begin to wonder why it is going sideways but before I could get past that thought...BAM I jump over the small child and the sled because I have no more time to ponder the situation. I land and kind of slide stumble, I stand up congratulating myself on the bold last minute jump, but before I can laugh with everyone about the situation that had just occured that could have been bad, I hear someone yell "KIRA LOOKOUT" , and I see the sled again coming my way, but thankfully it is farther away.....wait....wait...my brain is processing....I see John Knox....I see the sled....I see John...the sled....AAAUUUUGGGHHH, I realize at the last moment that I might be safe from the sled but I'm not safe frome the rope that is pulling the sled in a ferocious circle of speedy chaos!!! I jump once more, this time over the rope, barely escaping another tragedy..only this time I am in full defense mode! I don't get up to congratulate or laugh, I get up and search the dark for more oncoming speeding ropes or sleds of doom.....oh, but it is safe now, John saw me and has moved.....I slide back across the pond to sled down it again...only this time I will be watching...that's right, the children sled of doom ride will never get me!!!
Ok the end! That night was terribly fun and there are quite a few more stories for the telling but they will be for another day. Goodnight.
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