tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59336691931329119072011-04-21T11:55:51.719-07:00blakeywakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12196112146119287530noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933669193132911907.post-15907358518476945002008-09-10T23:57:00.000-07:002008-09-10T23:59:57.279-07:00"We face a succession of generations who have transformed Christianity into something that bears no resemblance to the faith revealed in the Bible."<div><br /></div><div>"...All this means is that teenagers have been listening carefully...they have observed the fact that the highest aspiration of those who shape this culture is to find happiness, security and meaning in life."</div><div><br /></div><div>"...replaces the sovereignty of God with the sovereignty of the self..."</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>hearts, feel heavy. what do we face?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933669193132911907-1590735851847694500?l=blakeywakey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>blakeywakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12196112146119287530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933669193132911907.post-34194148373112775952008-09-08T00:24:00.000-07:002008-09-08T00:25:05.291-07:00"i love how cool you are"<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>best thing anyone's ever texted me.</div><div><br /></div><div>on a different note,</div><div><br /></div><div>you know how...you can tell when someone is different?</div><div>like, if you follow God, you're different. no matter what. you're just not 'of this world.'</div><div>but, when in a room full of 'christians' everyone is different from the world....what happens when some one stands out even from them?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>something good.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>be different.</div><div>stand out.</div><div><br /></div><div>pray for a fire...</div><div>let your passion go.</div><div><br /></div><div>this is a good thing.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933669193132911907-3419414837311277595?l=blakeywakey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>blakeywakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12196112146119287530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933669193132911907.post-1091351771776816142008-09-02T00:43:00.000-07:002008-09-02T00:44:05.904-07:00it was supposed to be so good.<div>so much bad came from it.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933669193132911907-109135177177681614?l=blakeywakey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>blakeywakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12196112146119287530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933669193132911907.post-79503042366648742082008-09-01T01:12:00.000-07:002008-09-01T01:19:11.139-07:00so, are we just going to sit here and wait for life to happen?<div>or are we going to get out there...make it happen?</div><div><br /></div><div>anyways.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>i think i'm afraid to surrender control. like, maybe i feel like i've never really known what it means to fully trust in anyone or anything. and when i thought i was learning what trust was, it turned out i shouldn't have trusted in the first place.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>but i'm getting there.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>i like to give people the benefit of the doubt. but actually <b>trust</b> them?</div><div>i'm not sure i can do that.</div><div><br /></div><div>some people, yeah.</div><div>but most? not so much.</div><div>hm. that wasn't really relevant to what i'm going to say.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>lesson of today: go.</div><div><br /></div><div>i feel like too many people sit...and wait for life to find them,</div><div>instead of going and finding life.</div><div>i often times find myself guilty of this as well. too afraid to get out there, and do exactly what i know i'm meant to do. i sit, and feel as if maybe a better time will come along, when in reality i know this is the time, this is the place. this is life, the only one we get.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>do you love?</div><div><br /></div><div>get out there.</div><div><br /></div><div>love.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>this is the time, this is the place. this is the life, the only one you get.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933669193132911907-7950304236664874208?l=blakeywakey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>blakeywakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12196112146119287530noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933669193132911907.post-39116190243347751282008-08-29T14:32:00.000-07:002008-08-29T14:51:03.495-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc24/arg112/sanfran2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc24/arg112/sanfran2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">welcome home,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i see new faces, but faces are all i really know.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">expect words here. i deleted my myspace?! haha. however, i just have too much to say. too many thoughts to not have somewhere to put it. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933669193132911907-3911619024334775128?l=blakeywakey.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>blakeywakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12196112146119287530noreply@blogger.com0