I almost died 10 minutes ago. I almost drove into the side of a brick wall and killed myself accidentally. I was coming back from USF. I felt so tired, and the heat was so hot. I fell asleep at the fork on the highway between Baywalk and Bradenton. Then, I woke up suddenly. I was singing "Jesus loves me, yes I know..." And I don't even remember falling asleep, but I did it mid-chorus, because I went round the curve and as soon as I got to the part where there wasn't anyone in front of or behind me, it happened: I fell asleep somehow, not recalling or feeling it, and when the Holy Spirit woke me up suddenly, I was headed straight for the nose-end of a brick wall, and the entire half of the car was going to hit it from where I was, and I was going 50-60, getting off the ramp. I was so freightened at first, then I immediately checked my pulse after I recovered. It was normal. I was so shocked, but my pulse was absolutely normal...
A few days ago when I ran into this guy Joseph, Christ's disciple... I can remember what I was thinking at the time. For the past week, or I can't recall how long, before the Lord caused this to be, He'd be telling me and pointing me toward this one verse, "My son, despise not the chastening of the LORD; neither be weary of his correction:" And He guided me by pointing me to the reference to it in Hebrews Chapter 12, Verse 5, "And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as unto children, My son, despise not thou the chastening of the Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him:"
And so when I was approach by Joseph, who was lead by the Spirit, whether he knew it or not, to deliver a message to me, the Lord had already prepared me to sit there and receive it, just like John the Baptist preparing the Israel for Christ.
Dear ol' Joe didn't know it, but He'd told me to listen, rather than open my mouth and tell him what Christ taught me. To be slow to speak. To accept what He had put into order. So I had to have meekness and humbleness of mind to receive that message.
And I'm glad I did because, as Christ taught, you reap what you sow and if the Lord was calling me to do the exact thing Joseph was doing, whether Joseph realized it or not himself, if I'd have opened my mouth, I would have had a harder time with every one I tried to touch. But because I kept my mouth closed, with a receiving unhardened heart, those that I go out and sow seeds to and water will listen, too. Many of the scriptures Joseph brought up in conversation, the Lord pointed out to me and prepared me to receive ahead of time. Some of them the very same morning. In fact, I felt so compelled to write out that Wikipedia thing that morning that tells you "how" to become a Christian, that was in every wit apart of the work of the Lord, also!
So now, I'm going to continue in the piece of understanding delivered to me by the Holy Spirit, and do what He asks me to do.
Running far in this hard fight, but having fun while doing the same. Working hard in armour of light, Getting her done in Christ's name. Betwixt the hours of rise to sunset. As the flowers die at my morning breath, To when my heart races at the sight. Of the glorious dawn of Sabbath's twighlight. I will work hard awhile. No game. 6 days a week. In Christ's name, with a smile, upon my cheeks. The moment those rays poke through the clouds. The birds hide, and the crickets chirp aloud. The day of the day when I can see. It falls beneath sea, out of that cloud. As if it were calling to me, crying aloud. Today is the Sabbath, you've been set free, are you happy? Are you full of glee, from greased elbow to tired knees? Are you hungry for rest's empathy? From whence your spirit has grown weary? I reply with a terse remark. From the heart's fair weather. As being in a field of heather, seeing from the very start. Knowing that by and by soon it shall be dark. Indeed, my eternal friend, above the sky, the truth is: Between there and here and you and I, all is His. And I'm of good cheer for the God that I fear: Is inside me burning like you, the fire that lights the day, But is still there at night, it delights me to say. And just as you jump from over here to over there: As true as you are a star, you are the sun. From the ashes I will rise out of sorrow and despair As Christ's birthright, as a child of light. A son through adoption, spared from the night. That is why I smile at the sight of you setting. For the Sabbath, is only a shadow of things to come. Lest you should be forgetting, Then said that setting sun: My time is almost at its end. I leave you to the night. My reply is terse, No my friend, I have my Morning Light, Though today you die, on earth, you fishers of men. But tomorrow I will see you again. So today I'll fight.
As I reflect on what He's shown me recently... I realize now that I haven't been listening. I'm stopping that now. The Lord tells me things, and if I don't listen, I'll be unprepared and unready for when they happened. Trusting in Him is out of faith, the body of my discipleship to Jesus Christ, without which I wouldn't stand a chance against satan and the world.
It became so serious, He wanted me to know, so He sent Joseph to deliver a message for Him. Joseph has been a fisher of men for some time, and boy is he good at it. I've been avoiding posting something about our conversation. We prayed, and I asked the Lord to bring back a memory of all the things I talked about with Joseph, because he told me many important things the Lord's been trying to get through to me. And answered a question I was sort of asking in my heart. I love it that He knows our thoughts and all of our short comings and imperfections, and responds to what we think and keep with Him. It's been a process: over a couple of months. I just ran across Romans Chapter 13, and it's Rhema all over again. Rhema is when you read something and the Holy Spirit speaks to you directly from it. It's the expression of what the Lord wrote in the written Word. It's a Hebrew word that goes along with what the Lord did in Genesis, speaking all that is into existance, by knowledge and understanding, which goes right along with faith and believing and asking the Lord in faith so that it can be done in heaven.
Like it says at the bottom of the chapter, I'm putting away the works of the night, and preparing for the day, the arrival of the Dayspring, my saviour and best friend. I'm taking up the armour of light and fighting back in spiritual warfare. I'm winning souls and moving up in the Kingdom of God. Romans Chapter 13 is a call to a sense of urgency. Which is what the Lord called me to with Joseph. I doubt he knew what the Lord had done to get me to close my mouth and listen to him meekly and with a humble and receiving mind. He prepared me over a long period of time.
If I ever ran into Joseph again, I'd fish him. Act like I'd never met him before, just so he could tell me what I'm doing wrong.
I 'despise not the chastening of the Lord,' accepting His discipling like it says in Proverbs, which is the whole reason why I'm still at Wal-Mart, I believe.
I've been trying to recall what Joseph said that day. I have a lot of big chunks, and I remember everything important and know the message, but I'm missing something.
Working for the Lord is a pleasure. :-) He's light-hearted. He understands me better than I understand myself. And I don't need to ask for a raise, I'm getting a crown. No availability request forms to fill out. No social security reductions taken away, Christ's giving me His inheritance. No need to worry about retirement. :-) It's eternal. And He's already taking care of me. And will always, like He took care of Elijah.
So forget Wal-Mart... !
The divorce hearing for my mum and her former husband is tomorrow. The Lord helped us with this! I'm going to make a post devoted what He's done with us during this whole time, delivering us from this man... Saving us from homelessness, and provide food for us to eat when we had nothing. And He let us know who to praise. ;-)
The term "Christian" is a name given to those that follow after Jesus Christ, the first disciples of Jesus Christ in the first century being first ''called'' Christians at Antioch, as accounted in the Acts of the Apostles Chapter 11, Verse 26, and remains a wholely worldly title, being called friend by the Son of God Jesus Christ and children by the Father. Someone who receives and believes in the name of Jesus Christ is both a follower and disciple of Him.
== To follow Christ: ==
1. Believe in Jesus Christ's sacrifice and have one's sins forgiven. After this crucial step, and at the moment believing begins, the Holy Spirit is sent for the regeneration and renewal of their spirit to be quickened, as a member of the body of Christ and a citizen of the kingdom of God. This includes trusting in God, and believing that you do indeed have eternal life through Christ Jesus' sacrifice, as He promised, and are under the new testament that He instituted with His disciples, one of being freed from the bondage of slavery to the world under Him just like the model of being freed from slavery to Egypt under Moses. All sins, by Christ's sacrifice, will be '''expunged and erased''' from where they're written in heaven, as Christ promised, forgiving by God's great compassion and love which is the freely given gift of grace.
2. Follow and live by what Jesus Christ taught. This is critical to following after Jesus Christ and a much passed-by step, because Christ Himself said, "He that hath my [[commandments]] and keeps them, it is he who loves me and he who loves me shall be loved by my Father and I will love him and manifest myself to him." John Chapter 14, Verse 21. He takes care of those who love Him and those who love Him do what He taught them to do.
Whoever does these things is born a second time, by the Holy Spirit rather than by the water of the embryonic sack under the first birth, the natural birth, and is born into the collective body of Jesus Christ. It is the 'being born from above' mentioned in the [[Gospel of John]], Chapter 3. Salvation in Jesus Christ was brought about by God's great love, dispensed in the form of Christ's grace in dying for those He loves, and is given freely to anyone that should repent and believe. The natural-born person, under the first birth, cannot receive the things of God, according to what's written in First Corinthians Chapter 2, Verse 14. And the second birth is spiritual and until the second birth, one can only attain a carnal understanding of what Christ taught.
== Jesus's Good News ==
What He taught is mentioned in the [[Gospels]]. Gospel means ''good news,'' and contains what the first disciples wrote by the Holy Spirit as their account of when Christ walked and taught among them, the House of Israel, and opened up salvation from the world to anyone that would believe on Him, under a second birth. His commandments are renewals of the 10 written in stone, summarizing the first 5 under His commandment - Love the Lord thy God with all your heart, soul, mind, body, and spirit - and the second 5 under His commandment - Love your neighbour as I have loved you. He gives detail in His teachings and expounds on things such as who your "neighbour" is in the Gospels, questions that burned in the disciple's hearts to ask. The second half is contained in the Epistles of the disciples that put into practice what He taught them, and the Revelation of Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ and the first disciples taught out of the Torah, or Old Testament, not having had written yet the New Testament, which contains consealed what the new testament now reveals. Since Christ's life was written down in prophecy some 700 years before His first coming, they worked to convince the hearts of the house of Israel first that the coming King and Son of God had indeed come. The written Word contains the works and authorships of the Holy Spirit under the several accounts of those that the Lord chose as witnesses. And today, is taught around the world, which is also in the prophecy of the written scriptures.
He is the Living Word. And what He taught can be found in the written Word, but those that follow Him get to know Him and know what He taught intimately by the works of the Holy Spirit, bringing to life everything Jesus Christ taught for those that follow and believe in Him. One that accepts Jesus Christ has the Holy Spirit residing upon them and within them.
One who receives the Holy Spirit through Jesus Christ has eternal life without end, a place in and citizenship of God's holy kingdom prepared by Jesus Christ, a crown of victory awaiting them, a place of judgement over the angels, a high calling of the hope of glory, and so many reserved treatments, authorities, and promises that are detailed in the Gospels and across Revelations. For example, a white robe made of light will be given according to righteous acts. What's almost important mention is that disciples gain salvation from the world and the evil contained within, uncertainty of life (eternal life), and a greater hope.
Jesus Christ knew, before and on the cross of His crucifixion and sacrifice, everyone that would accept Him personally, and the sins He would bear and forgive, as mentioned in John Chapter 10, Verses 7 to 26, and John Chapter 4.
== Sonship ==
The Lord God, simply calls those that accept the Son 'children,' having a reserved name for each one that is called to accept Christ, as in Revelations Chapter 2, Verse 17. Receiving Jesus Christ, one is adopted into the sonship that the sacrifice Jesus Christ made in crucifixion allowed for, an adoption into the Kingdom of God, creating a way for the Lord God to love us as He loves Jesus Christ, which is why those that follow Christ call Him Father. Therefore, anything that one asks in Christ's name, believing in Him and doing what He says, the following scripture upholds as true:
"And whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son." John Chapter 14, Verse 13.
== Citizenship and reserved inheritance ==
Jesus Christ taught and preached the Kingdom of Heaven. The kingdom of heaven and the kingdom of God are different:
The kingdom of God consists of God's great love and grace, by which we are saved. It includes Jesus Christ's words, He being the Living Word. It includes the sonship of the Holy Spirit's regeneration and renewal. Entering into the kingdom of God is done only by Jesus Christ, who abides in the Father's house forever, and so it is permanent. "Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my words shall not pass away." Gospel According to Matthew Chapter 24, Verse 35. Heaven and earth may pass, but discipleship with Christ makes one a forever-standing pillar in God's kingdom never to die off. The kingdom of God can never be done away with, ensuring eternal life.
The kingdom of heaven is the physical kingdom of God, the house and land promised to Abraham in the Book of Genesis. By accepting Christ, one has permanent access to the eternal resting place and bliss it is promised to be. Jesus Christ taught the kingdom of heaven, and though indescribable, made several comparisons to it in Matthew Chapter 13. Once learned, one has the foundation to understand all of scripture through these parables. For example, the kingdom of heaven is like a pearl inside a clam's mouth. When the clam gets a fleck of dirt in its mouth, it begins a process of rolling the dirt into what we call a pearl over a long period of time in order to get rid of it. So what was once something despised (Christians) becomes a fine object of adornment. One is only given access to the inheritance reserved in the kingdom of heaven by Jesus Christ, being a member of the kingdom of God. Prayers and righteous acts are stored in heaven. God's throne sits in heaven. The Father sits in heaven, being worshipped and praised by an inumerable number of angels.
Being a disciple one is entitled to the inheritance reserved for Jesus Christ, who freely shares it, mentioned in First Epistle of Peter Chapter 1, Verse 4, and John Chapter 14, Verse 2.
Jesus Christ will return a second time to judge and end the world, as mentioned in Revelations and the entirety of written scripture. There is more written about His second coming than His first. The Holy Spirit is hard at work fulfilling the scripture "...Not willing that any should, perish but that all should come to repentance..." in Second Peter Chapter 3, Verse 9, until that day.
--[[User:24.96.122.170|24.96.122.170]] 12:09, 19 August 2005 (UTC) Isaac D., http://isaac.tblog.com/, charnon3000@yahoo.com
Here's what we wrote on her card, and I'm typing it here for future posterity. Blah blah.
I was going to write you a long lecture, but I will do that for the rest of this year, so just to let you know how much we love and appreciate the great young woman you have become, when Jesus was 13 (...) he went out into the world to preach. (...?) Now it's your turn to go into the world and let your light shine and your voice & music heard. This is important you have a valuable part to play in this universe, so step up and take your place. Lots of love and best wishes from The big hair Lady, Mum x x x x x x x x
Marley! Thanks for being my favorite sister (one of them)! I really appreciate you. Thanks for all the hungs and free love. And I hope you always remain patient and kind. Well, you're getting a tiny bit older, and a lot taller and wider. What's weird is that you're my big little sister that I love like a daughter, but other people think you're my wife or girlfriend. Odd. Whoever you are, I hope you stay Marley. Follow Christ, and you'll always be my old younger sister. Now and always. :-) I hope you remember this in a few years and not forget like I did. I love you, MArley. And no matter where you are after this, go by what Mum and me taught you in Christ and I'll never have to worry about you. Lovingkindness, Brother, Isaac D.
I was just reading over the Epistle of Jude, the one-chapter, short epistle, and I went to a verse that says, "Yet Michael the archangel, when contending with the devil he disputed about the body of Moses, durst not bring against him a railing accusation, but said, The Lord rebuke thee." ...which teaches us not to speak evil of dignities...to speak evil of the false teachers and their false doctrines or bring slander or accusation against those that despitefully use the members of the body of Christ... and I don't think I need to mention who they are.
So, I tried to find where that is in the Old Testament, because the old testament conceals what Christ revealed under the new testament, and if you know Christ you know everything else. So I searched and found a verse in Zecharaiah. Chapter 3, "And he shewed me Joshua the high priest standing before the angel of the LORD, and Satan standing at his right hand to resist him." The angel of the Lord would be Michael. The angels have special duties and purposes that the Lord chooses for them, like how Gabriel always announces, just like he announced to Mary how she'd bear the Lord's Son in her womb, according to the prophecies in Daniel...Isaiah...so on and so forth. "And the LORD said unto Satan, The LORD rebuke thee, O Satan; even the LORD that hath chosen Jerusalem rebuke thee: is not this a brand plucked out of the fire?"
But I can't find where it talks about the body of Moses. There's a hint that it could be in Zechariah Chapter 2, the end of, where it talks about Jesus Christ dwelling among Jerusalem, prophecying His first coming, and joining them to the Lord (the body of Christ), and that could be that way because Jerusalem was under the law until Jesus fulfilled them by grace and fulfilled the law, and the law was given by Moses, as if the law was the body of Moses, but where was Satan to dispute him?
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Today I spent the day working. At work I'm seen as subhuman. I'm seen as below what I aught to be. It's as if I'm not a person. Serving the world is hard. I'm really disciplined towards what the scriptures testify concerning the sinful nature of people because of it. I see it happening. Live. The arrestings, the evil, the death threats, I've gotten it and seen it. The theft, the lying... The impatience. All of imperfection. I've seen it in them, I've seen it in myself because of them. Like impatience. I had a lady today snatch the receipt out of my hand, "Don't waste my time," she yelled at me. This is absolutely crazy. I said, "Have a nice day," as she walked out the door, where-as before when that would happen I'd get very frustrated inside. But. And there is a but in all of that evil. The death threats, the hatred without a cause, the pride of life and the lust of the eyes and immoral sexual...ness. After that there's a but, and this is it: "And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as unto children, My son, despise not thou the chastening of the Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him:" "For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth." "If ye endure chastening, God dealeth with you as with sons; for what son is he whom the father chasteneth not?" ..."Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby."
He's pruning out the imperfections in me like impatience, selfishness, mean-spirited oldman grumpiness, pride, apathy, and behaving as if I weren't myself.
So even though this is so hard, and so dangerous because I've already had one lady tell me I cut her off in my Acura at the light as if I'd hit her or something when I didn't even know, it was such a simple thing to me... Even though: I have a greater hope and I endure it with the grace that fits so easily in the palm of my hands (5 pieces) (Colossians C. 3, Verse 16.) and accept the work of the Holy Spirit and the authority of Jesus Christ
I just have to weed through all the thorns and any weeds that have grown over me, and strongholds that satan might have over any part of the life I've been given. I need to work a lot harder to get those done.
Thanks for praying for me, whoever you may be. Tschauss.
It's 3 o'clock and I have work today! But I came home from Dave's Aqualounge a few hours ago. 1, I think. Luke, Jes, and I played our songs together. Then, we had another set later on in another intermission, but we didn't play as well. The first set in the first break was the Talent Show song, then the Moody Blues. After that, the second break we played our own twisted version of the blues, a Smash Mouth song - All-Star, and I think another one because I can't even remember. Oh, Lenny Kravitz's Fly Away. I did pretty well until we got to the Smash Mouth and the Blues, the last two songs. I had faith, I sung with grace in my heart towards the Lord Jesus Christ. My part is what was holding Luke and Jes together, as like a link. Because the bass follows Jes's drums, but I support Luke musically and have to keep with him for the changes. But, the drums for timing and rhythm. So it all fit together because of my faith. Jes was a little nervous and Luke was a bit tired, but I had faith, and our first songs were great, but the last two we hadn't rehearsed. It wasn't prepared. Luke made us learn the Smash Mouth song at the last minute. I only knew the roots of the chords he was playing, and I had to improvise. GDAC. Gdac, like a word. Then I tried to do some lead towards the end on the bass, and then Luke made this big mistake. "Try doing it in D," he said, so I switched to D and it was way off! But I couldn't hear myself properly so I didn't notice. It's all on tape. I taped Luke playing on stage with his dad. Then the tape ran out in the camera. Mum, Tom, and Marley were there, too. They liked the music, but they criticized Marvin because his fly was open. There's a reason the Lord has allowed me to get involved with these things. Musically, I can't imagine not listening to something as complex as a Dream Window song. So many changes, perfectly timed and rehearsed little side-trails. You can't say what kind of music they play, and one of their songs sounds like a classical composition. They do a weird version of the blues, with all sorts of changes and a melodic bassline. My favorite is Where Indians Lived, and Speed Metal Jazz.
Thank you Lord Jesus. I've been playing guitar for a year and a half now, and the music, I've learned, is coming from the spirit. I hated music when I was young. And I started listening to a lot of bad rap. Now I can see the truth behind all of those things.
I just need to work a lot harder.
I came home smelling like alcohol because I spilt a bottle of something on my pants accidentally when I passed by it. Clumsy me. So I came home smelling like it righteously!
I'd like to get rid of all of my old poetry. And write no ones. Especially the ones I posted previously, which were written years ago. So I'll be posted it a little here and thereeeeeeeee!
Here's a poem I wrote in high school about high school. I was young in Christ.
They say that once you hasve seen hell, your heart explodes aned you choke on blood - you are petrified. IF this is true, I have experienced hell. Never before have I been so unhappy at a place. Never before have I seen such vulgar, unholy people. If these are supposed to be the most memorable moments of my life, than I have on terrible experience ahead of me. I would much rather forget these putrid halls and its students. I want to finish here what I had come to finish and leave. Never again do I want any contact with any of these people. I will refuse to talk to anyone I had met here and deny that I had known any of these people at all. Afterall, no one here knows who I am or wants to know. I am passed by daily without any regard. The hipoocrisy roaming the halls, I depsose coming here daily, facing piercing, accusing, discouraging eyes. In human it is to be judged falsely. Never againw ill I return to this horrid place where the miserabley wicked plaged. May 20th, 2004 is the day. The day I exit and never re-enter. The day I can finally free myself from this place's early morning mid afternoon bondage. Where I can unload the four impressed years of mental bondage.
I found a notebook of just stuff written. Some poems here. One I threw away. I'll type out the two. They were written describing a certain woman.
[1] Intangible. You you I am untouchable. You cannot touch me. You cannot see me. To you I am not there. We've never met. Yet I've made you wet. You cannot see me when I'm alone. You cannot see me when I need you. Like an unquenchable thirst, I am always there. Yet, I remain untouchable. I will always thirst for you.
To you I am transparents. You cannot see me. You cannot touch me. To you I am not there. I've loved and known you for years, yet You cannot touch me where it hurts, my heart. You cannot touch me where I see you, my mund. We dream of each other. I reach out for you, But you're not there. I grasp you - I only grasp air.
I will always yearn for you.
Will you always be there?
[2] I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAY But you do. What is a guy to do when he's fallen In love with you. Is it your smile? Your hair? The beauty I see in your eyes? What about you Makes me love you, please give me a reason why.
They don't seem to see what I see in you. Ignore what makes you you, they do. They'll not notice that tiny spark in your eyes. Or the corners of your cheeks when your smile begins To rise.
These poems are sooo elementary. But I wrote them before I was 17, sometimes. There aren't any dates.
This next one I wrote for an enemy that I lived with for 6 years at this time. I'd eventually live with them for another 2 and Christ would come and protect us against him. Here it is:
[1] I HATE you. I wish you were dead. Die. Your mouth is a portal to the ninth Gate of hell that sucks in everything It nears and spits out pure hatred. It is indeed foolish of me to Feed hatred with hatred. That is How you see me, is it not? As a fool. An obstable to your true desire. Its Just my job to try to trip you, isn't it. I remember what you said. You are Here because you'd never go poor. Never alone when you're here. Well, Old man, I have news for you. You ARE alone. You can hide under Your lies and flattery for only a short While. Later than sooner and sooner That later, I will trip you and trap You. Before I leave here, I will Trip you.
I was raised in England. There, I had a little black doll and I used to care for it and feed it. By the time I came to America, I had a tan-colored, 8-inch teddy named Mr. Gentleman. When I met my best friend Caesar, he chewed off his right arm, right leg, ears, and eyes. Today, at 3:00PM I discovered this among a lot of other papers and literary works and by what Christ said, "Except a man forsake all that ye hath, he cannot be my disciple," I cast it aside. The head was packed stiff and well-made, like the rest of the body. The limbs were bendable. He had a stiff-sewn nose. My best friend's nose was black.
Meditating on what I just said...I have a greater comforter now than the previous things I had. I have a hope, and I don't need them anymore.
Dear Shirene, I have so much to tell you. First, Harriette is moving in her own house. Second, I'll get her room and maybe Marley will have to share the room with me. Third, there are a lot of gangs in Florida and a gang called "The Crypts" stole my bike but if I tell the police, they'll jump me even if I come out the house. Next, I'm going to fifth grade, but I'll still have the same teacher, because she's moving to the fifth grade too! Last, the Olympics is in Atlanta and my favorite runner is Gwen Torrence because she's fast. Mom, Toney, Harriette, Squeaky, Marley, and I went to a picnic by the beach. I went surfing on my surfboard and we played with the orange seaweed. We played out in the deep water but it was real shallow. Marley's birthday is coming August 18th. And tell me why you didn't write when my birthday was going on. You missed mom's, Tony's, and you better not miss Marley's birthday because she's been looking forward to having a letter from you. I'm going to gifted classes because I am smart and very advanced. This summer I spent the days being resposible and reading the .... [Part of the letter is lost] ...was by myself taking care of the house. Two days after the beach, it was thundering and Marley said, "I'm scared of the Sunder," so I took out the pillow I made and took her foavorite book. I read it to her and she fell asleep. She woke up from the loud lightning and it cut off the power. So we went under a sheed and hid. And we were so into having fun that the electricity came on and we didn't realize it for four minutes.
I wrote this when I was sitting bored in class in high school to practice my calligraphy. The page that I'm typing it from has nice handwriting, but I'm just going to throw it away because it was practice anyway. Can't keep these things. To note: I was up for like a 24 hour period before I wrote this and my friend Adam C. told me it might be schizophrenia brought on by sleep disorder, as a joke. I wrote it a year before I started following Christ. ---
Rustic smelly gremlin chodes choke on spoiled milk but do not mold the bread of the sun grape. Hats are seldom worn on ***, but goose liver smolt pig rape and ham is poor for the body. Can I chase the blue behind the goat of the smoking rock? I do not like it.
It is essential that a child eat smack lick toads backs. They do know jack. Do not look back, or stick things in the *** worts when Poland comes back. Pick up the slack. Organisms level back the mammal who eats peoples soft faces. They do sex ***s. And they don't like it.
Ski bunnies are glistening with icing and wasted in bakers ovens. I am stressed over the stuff that the teackers ask me to do. Plants are plotting to usurp the Earth. Black, because it is good. Clerk of photo department. Mark them off. I'm in an emotional roller coaster. Nothing better. High as a lake in the pond of the milk in the saturn of the quest.
Cacti are full of water and are good to eat in the desert because they are full of nutrients. Extreme amounts of heat may kill you.
------------ Sad poem, isn't it? :-( I used some awful words in it back then, too. Sorry, guys. If you take each sentence, the one after it relates to the one before it in some way.
In High school... I had to write a "Creation Story" for English class on how the earth began. The lady forced it upon us. Poor. I was given the same assignment in every English class I've ever taken in public school, I think. I really do think so, because I can remember doing a few of them in elementary school. I'm actually embarrassed to post this online for other people to actually read, but I spent all night working on the illustrations, and the story I was least interested in, so I don't mind!
Land and Life by Isaac D., Block 1.
Once upon a distant star Long time past from when we are, Lived a beautiful Wood Nymph, Angelic and fine. Valentine. As her name suggests,
She ruled a trite star called Floris With miles and miles of forest And trees.
She was quite alone and dreamed of times when she once sailed the open seas but now the seas have gone and dried. The fish, the shells, the sea had died.
One day, she awoke from her tall tree and decided She'd restore the sea and all that had subsided. Upon her star of eternal day, Her plants and trees world Absorb every sunray. She'd watch and care for them for centuries, it had been Decades since she'd seen the seas.
She carefully picked from her garden a small green & blue seed. She mused her flute a magical tune to grow the seed into a weed.
The weed took root and grew Into a plant and grew quite quick. Into a tall blue and gree wood tree Of fine trunk quite thick.
After a millenia of waiting for the tree, Valentune was ready to restore the sea.
On the opposite side of Floris lives a man who tries to destroy everything he can.
Valentune's nemesis the master of sand who goes by the dreaded name UderGan All day she dreamt of restoring the pride of the sea. Of how the joy of sailing would once again come to be. It is known that sand ruins all trees and kills all plants and ruins the soil. It was how Gan had planned to kill Valentine and her plan would come to foil.
The forests that covered the land met Udergan at the Great Tree. They knew he'd be there to ruin the plan and withhold Valentine from seeing the sea. Her loyal forces made of wood, each she once planted and raised with her own hands
Had battled the forces of evil for good and fought against Gan and his forces of sand. The sand was immence, merging landbars of sand and soil with trees, plants, and weeds. The battle was intense, forming craters in Floris with wide open fields of sand and torn leaves
At the Great Tree met Valentine and UderGan for their last match of who would end their lifespan. The force of the Great Tree was greater than that of Valentine and Gan.
For it was a plant that grew out of sand, a combination of Valentine and Gan For Millenia to come the humans would come and sing. Of how the Great Tree's efforts sprung human offspring.
The joining of the forces of plant and sand the love and marriage of Val and Gan. Land and life as man and wife.
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No, it doesn't have a meaning. It was just some horrible story I made up to complete the assignment. But, interesting things to note now that I think on it: 1. Valentine is my father's middle name. 2. UderGan is German, I won 4th place improv. in German State Conference one year. 3. The sand is like the wilderness satan makes the world into, a place of temptation. Isaiah Chapter 14, Verse 17. 4. Floris is like the word ''Florida," the place that's entrapped me for the past 14 years. 5. My mum's kept a garden at every place she's been to since I was very young, and grown all sorts of things. Why, this morning she brought in 3 sweet potatoes she'd grown. 6. The great tree is like the Tree of Life, Jesus Christ. And there will be a marriage in heaven, Revelations Chapter 19, Verses 7 and 9. 7. Green and blue seeds...Jesus Christ sent His disciples out as fishers of men, to sow the seeds He'd given them. 8. It's musical! Flute-playing, singing...
Wrote that just so that no man can come by and try and interpret it like he knew what I was thinking out when I wrote it or something. Like they expect you to do in high school and college English... No! You don't know my heart and what's in it! I hated that a lot... Like I know what Emily Dickinson was thinking when she wrote some 5-line poem that barely makes sense!
Today we had a tremendous practice. I wanted Jessica to be there with us all, but she had something else to do, I suppose. But Luke and a new guy named Brad and I had a pretty nice practice...All the songs didn't suck. Grace in our hearts to the Lord.
I wanted to buy Jessica a violin string that I broke but they cost $7, too much for my blood. So... I'll just...yeah. Maybe we can tape it. Just kidding. We may not have won the talent show, but the Lord is still working in us musically. It's terribly apparent in Luke's music now. I'm going to try to keep doing this for the Lord the best I can.
Well... Tried getting into writing poetry again. I failed. :-( Oh well, maybe the second poem will be something nice.
I can't think of any worse a place. That constant smell of blood and big fart. Me as a cashier serving the human race. Serving the world at Wal-Mart.
Thought of being their is just...gross. If I shake my starkness, my austere expression. I'm stoked toast, in the eyes of these guys. Their eyes. Their flesh, Their pride of life. Those are their seasonings, not all but most. To be nasty and to be worldly they're very wise. You can feel their anger, their hate, their strife. As they approach, waiting for my concession. Serving these worldly people, young to old folk.
I sing a tune in my head.
I want to kill you, he says. But I don't why. What's up with this guy? I've done nothing wrong. It came as a surprise. Sort of made me shake. He'll be gone after long. So I work and I think. It's not just this man whose mind is gone. It's all of them. Boy this sure does stink. So I search for the way out of this place. The Son of God. Saved by grace. I nearly cry.
These people wish I were dead.
But they wished the same on of whom I'm saved. Await the last day. When we can leave. Do I know what weapon this man up his sleeve? I wont fear them. I'll be brave to the grave. So the man wants to fight me. To take my life. I bear the Sword of the Spirit. The armour of light. Would you stand someone cursing your children out? Would you let them into your house? That's how I know that what's wrong will soon be right. And I can't believe it, but I do believe.
There's no more poetry to be said.
So if you come to my aisle with a nasty intention. I'm reciting words in my head above your comprehension. There's no comparison to the lowliness of the love. That I defeat with your hate with strength from above. Save your words and spare me your hate this day. Vengeance is the Lords.
Mum asked me to watch the kids in her daycare for a few minutes while she goes to her room. So I sit down and watch them. They were less than interested in watching Sesame street. There are two kids named Corea and Isys that are younger than everyone else, but Corea is big for her age. She doesn't talk very often. The youngest is Isys, who knows more words than Corea because Corea didn't have the diet she was supposed to growing up. She's losing her bow-legs now, so she's just now getting what she needed. Isys is always chattering away, fiddling about, testing out her skills.
Then there are two African kids, Eudia and Faith. Faith is quite smart. She even tries to help my mum manage the rest of the kids in the daycare. But her cousin Eudia is quite the something...
I watched them, then watched Sesame street, then looked back up and Faith and Eudia were cornered between a coffee table with a lamp on it and the sofa and sleep-crib. Eudia started hammering a tin-can on the coffee table, then looked over to me to see what kind of reaction she received. I didn't do anything. I looked away. So she did it more. Then, I look up, and Faith is doing it! So I take it away from them, saying, "No more." So they mimic me. "Namo..." They even mimic my accent, and sound almost English. Then Eudia says "Aybeeyoo." Mum thought that was an African word for a long time that they learned from home, but they're actually saying, "I'll beat you." So I ignore that. So then they both started crying because they were stuck, so I lift them out. So then along comes Eudia and snatches away Corea's cup. So Corea snatches it back. Then she snatches it, and Corea starts crying. So I grab it and give it back to Corea and tell Eudia no.
Then Eudia starts hitting Corea!! She really slaps her! So I tell her no. Then she starts and comes to hit me! So I get in her face and say no seriously. So she starts spitting! Crazy... And not only that, Corea's learned to hit back...from what Eudia did! So then a little later my mum starts yelling at Corea for biting Eudia, and we both know that Eudia did it first and Corea was just doing it back to her. So who's fault is it really? It's like being King Solomon... So she punishes them both. But, Corea more than Eudia. Good judgement? I think so.
One learns the bad from the other.
Sometimes if Faith does what's right, and puts stuff back or puts back the clips that Eudia takes off of the mail thing on the door-slit, Eudia will do the right thing. If the older one goes and does it, they'll listen. They listen to me because I'm bigger than them and I took them home one day in my care with their mum in the car seat so they think I'm up where their mum is now and not just one big overgrown daycare kid, like before. Funny.
But they only have knowledge of doing the good thing because my mum yells it into them.
1. Clean room. 2. Finalize school schedule. 2.5. Submit school schedule to work. 3. Start vitamin and exercise plan. 4. Clear out closet. 5. Learn gardening and old recipes from mum. 5.5. Learn how to grow tea. 6. Business plan. 7. Put and build computer on eBay. What will happen? 8. Figure out old music books. 9. Finish Chris's script. 10. Plan out series. 11. Finish reading library books. 12. Portfolio.
I'm on my lunch-break at work and I drove home. To write this. Among other things. Eat some Jell-o...some Pringles... Etcetera. It was raining a little while I drove and I looked up, and it was a beautiful sunny day. Amazing. I really appreciate the Lord's work. It's beautiful. Especially when I've had to do some hard stuff like this. I listened to this other cashier lady tell me how a lady snatched the receipt out of her hand because she wasn't going quick enough, even though she had a full line of people, and threatened to tell her manager, hot and angry. Impatient. I hate having to deal and cater to people's impatience and imperfections. And selfishness. I don't want to do cashiering anymore. I know the Lord told me that I will be at Wal-Mart for no more than a year, but I've been asking Him to reduce the amount of time I have to be here. He does that. Very merciful. And I'd like to transfer to another department and do something else. Did I ever tell you about my series? I've been writing this story in my head since I was 12. I'd love to have a chance to write it all down. But it'll have to wait, I suppose. I wonder how my friend Christian's been getting along. He's been writing his since he was 8. I don't even want to know how long it is now that he's had the time to actually write it. Oh well, I better get back to working. Talk to you...
My sister Shirene's been in labor for the past 7 hours, and she's having a baby soon! It's 9 over here now, but it's 2 over there in the afternoon in England. I've been praying for her! She has been home, and she's witing before she goes to the hospital so they don't give her an epidural and inject stuff into her spine and everything. But, she'll go to the hospital soon. She gave me an asthma attack!
