I have a strong interest in poetry, heres one I recently wrote:How wretched can I get? How wretched can I be? For the squander of rights and gifts; Is more then enough for me; You gave me reason to sing; You give me more then I can breathe; You continue to bless me; Presenting food to eat; Whether I’m there for you or not; You’ve been right there for me; Whether I’ve cared for you or not; You care so much for me; I’m left with but a knot; A milestone provoked; By my own intended thoughts; Time and time I choke; I seek the righteous hand; But my mind wont let me stand; Help me O’ my God; To please your heart and plan; I’m tired of the fault; I’m tired of the blame; I’m tired of the hate; That drives us all insane; We need all to remember; Where abouts we came; Don’t forget the past; Don’t let it fall away; We need to all remember; What tears and pain He gave; Let Him be our focal point; Of what we strive to aim; We seek the righteous hand; But our minds wont let us stand; Help us O’ our God; To please your heart and plan.
I don't have cable, nor would I watch it if I did. Actually I would, I just like to say I wouldn't so I sound really smart. Plus I'm too poor anyway so it doesn't really matter. :)
I'm currently reading Messy Spirituality by Michael Yaconelli and To Own A Dragon by Donald Miller. Both decent books..so far. I'm also continually attempting to read the bible. That's always a good read!
Why Jesus of course! And honestly, if it weren't for my mom I'd probably be in a wheelchair, so she's pretty rad too. She's saved my life a million times and I've spat in her face a few in return. But for some reason she still loves me. If that's not exhibiting the love of Christ I'm not sure what is. I mean, I AM her son and all, but still. She's an amazing woman.