myspace graphics & layoutsthis is about me... my name is jeremy spainhour. i don't like capital letters. sometimes i am self-centered, but most of the time i try to love people. i have a heart to see people reach their full potential in Christ... UH OH... i said it. Jesus... another religious nut. mmmmm... maybe - but it's for a good reason. i promise. i am a missiory/student. ...my mission: change the world. if i'm going to stuck her for almost a century i might as well change the course of history. you know what they say (the infamous "they"): aim for the stars - you'll at least hit a tree... well, i think they're full of it. i figure: aim for the stars - you'll at least hit one. i mean... there are a lot more stars than there are trees... right? i try to make sure that my dreams are much bigger than i am - to assure that i never put faith in myself - the only disappointment i fear can be found behind the bars of a white picket fence - a man sits at his table - toast, an egg, orange juice and coffee... black - with a blank stare on his face as he looks straight through the morning newspaper at himself wondering... 'what might have been' - that's my hell - i love the Lord. i try to love people. my kingdom is not of this earth. i say controversial things that people don't like to hear. i ask heretical questions and they are always answered by looking to the cross of Christ. i hate the word 'facetious' and 'jubilee.' i had to look up the spelling of the word facetious... yyyuck, i cringe. i love my family. i love my girlfriend. she's a rock star in my book. i'm a boxer for the namesake of all the christians who have been stereotyped as being woosey. Jesus is my hero. he wasn't a woose. i like music... like every other person in the world - in the winter i like the alabama christmas album - thistle hair. i like to read and write, not so much into the arithmetic though. i don't like tv all that much, or at least i don't watch it. i don't like injustice. in fact - i hate injustice. i hate the identity crisis that we are all subjected to under the world's value system. i hate the whole concept of self-image. i hate that when you look into the mirror you actually think you see yourself. i hate that others become walking mirrors that see you the same way the mirror at home does. i hate that value is placed on the face and not the heart. i hate the hurt in a lost heart. i hate sadness. i hate depression. i hate loneliness. i hate hopelessness. i hate dispair. i hate poverty. i hate when people belittle others to find value in themselves - i absolutely detest that. i hate the way we compare ourselves to others to find our own value or - on the other hand - lose a sense of value. i hate comparing. i hate the feeling of inadequacy. i hate that we judge each other in our short-comings rather than pray for and love one another. i hate religiosity. i hate that the church is identified by 'church members' and not identified by their savior. i hate that Jesus is misrepresented and consequently misunderstood. i hate that i have too often been the very misrepresentation that i hate. i love that i have been given a second chance... a million times. i love that i have the opportunity to put to death the things that i hate - at least in my life - at best in your's. i like that you have read what i just wrote. the lord will use anything to speak to your heart. he loves you. he values you. he created you to be his child. he wants your mirror to be his eyes. he thinks that you are beautiful - guys too. for some of you - you have no sense of beauty. you think that you are ugly. for others - you think you are beautiful because of what the mirror tells you - although it's never good enough... right? he delights in you and wants you to be free to delight in him. he says that you can't do that without being in a relationship with him - that's just logical - that's why your God was found squirming on a cross - your worth to God can only be seen through a dark shade of red ............................................................ ............................................................ ............................................................ ...................................... i will use anything, even myspace, to tell people that Jesus loves them - a simply profound truth - the view people have of the savior of sinful man is absurd. it's not a judgment, a religious click, an excuse, a career, a fad, a bracelet, or a formula - it's actually one of the most unpopular, unappealing messages to a world caught up in sin - that God wants to forgive them. it's beyond me! i think that more than anything it's a love story between God and man - a perfect God reaching out to his imperfect creation, offering his love in spite of their imperfection... it's like the wife who walked into a hostipal room - her husband's burnt body lay there lifeless - he tried to speak but his pitiful attempt was cut short by the muffled sound of air violently thrusting through his newly textured lungs - he looked up hopelessly at his wife, anticipating her sign of disapproval - she looked back, found the most charred area of his face and there, gently and sincerely, rested her lips - she sat with him until the time had come to go home --- that's the reason i like Jesus so much. i really believe what the bible says about him - that he loves me... a religious nut. mmmm - maybe. but for a good reason. i just want to respond to the greatest act of love in all history - that - while I was found a sinner - Christ died for me - (romans 5:8)... while i was found mutated from the flames of every day life, repulsive in his sight - he came... and he touched me - and he said he would not leave my side until it was time for us to go home... he has proven his love for me and i can only pray that with my life, i could somehow repay him, somehow respond to this relentless act of love........................................................ ................ thanks for 'listening'---oh yeah... i like to hear people's thoughts on anything. i like it when people think about things, about why things happen...about why they do the things they do. why do you? jeremy
