A New Beginning... again

There's one thing that's always consistent in my life: inconsistency. If you were to take the time to read back through the previous blogs that I've posted, you'll notice that one this is for sure: inconsistency. Some are long, some are short, some are deep, some are superficial. 

Well I'm going to give it a try again. I'm going to try to keep up an active profile of my life. I may share lots I may share little, but as part of the Sabbatical I am taking, I will be able to share what I'm trekking through, learning, and discovering. 

About 2 months ago, I decided that I was going to be delivered from the sin that holds me down. Being delivered is a much lengthier process than what I had anticipated. Some people are delivered immediately after confession, some however, must go through the dessert. And boy, that's a great place to be. 

If you go to Crossroads, you'll probably understand the idea of the desert. It's a place of dryness, of loneliness, and of a sense of hopelessness. However, in the Bible, God uses deserts as a place to grow people the most. And while I am here, I refuse to allow myself to become lost in the sand. 

A Sabbatical is a period of time set aside to work toward an ultimate goal. My ultimate goal is to reach full fledged inner/outward holistic integrity. 

Although times may be difficult, I will devote my time to never cease searching for what the Lord may do. I am asking him to break down walls that I thought had crumbled, and to continue to break every wall down that has no place in my life. I am on a difficult path, but wouldn't walk it if it wasn't worth it. 

This Old House

I think we might me moving. Absolutely nothing is set in stone, but it is certainly a thought. A serious one at that. We've had a lot of small problems with this house, and I am terrified for the winter heating bill. So. To say the least, I think I'm going to need to start praying hard core for this, and will you too?

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Warning!!!!!!
This blog may be long...but informing, interesting, fun, factual and crazy! Some information may not be suitable for small children or people with weak stomachs.

I want to start of this entry, by throwing out a small apology. Sometimes this blog can be overwhelmingly full of emotion, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and sometimes it has no meaning at all. So there is my apology for the many many readers out there (yeah right) :) and I'm going to continue on with my life.

The Slug From Hell!!!!





This slug lives in our neighbors yard, or maybe in their sewer with Raphael, Donatello, Michaelagelo, and Leonardo. This sucker was big! I'd like to recap the first time that I saw this mutant. I was walking down into our basement to see how bad the flood waters had been. After examining the scene I decidd to head back upstairs to the dry floor. On my way back up, on the outside door, I saw this mammoth of a creature. I was sure it was going to whip out its teeth and latch on. (No, slugs don't really have teeth). I grabbed a box, and threw it in the yard. The neighbors yard that is. Almost a month later, it came back. This time I took it out to the sidewalk, and that's where I made the assumption that it was a spy for the underworld, as I watched it slowly creep to the gutter.



Kung Fu Panda.

I saw the movie Kung Fu Panda again today for work. It was a cute movie. I had already seen it once with Tammy, and a few other people. So nothing was really a surprise. I actually tried to spot flaws, but couldn't find any.
I have recently made a decision to stop watching movies that are inappropriate for me to be watching. Basically anything over the rating of G. I have some specific reasons, but mostly, I don't want to put ideas into my head that I think may one day come true, when they really do only happen in the movies. But a quote from the movie that I liked was. "The secret ingredient is that there is no secret ingredient.


God.
I don't want to leave God out of this Blog. I'm not going to go into detail because that what face to face conversations are made for, but God is doing some good things. I am learning a lot about unfailing love, acceptance, failure, and being a transforming follower of Jesus Christ. Check out Psalm 103: 2-4. Thanks A.

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"Hey why do you love Him? Why? Why do you love God?"

"Me? Why do I love God? You want to know why I love God? I love God because He is so much bigger than I could ever imagine. He is bigger than you, and bigger than me, bigger than everything, so big that I can't ever imagine it. I love God, because no matter how much I love him, He still loves me more. And do you know why I love God the most? I love God because he has saved me from the very pit of Hell. That is why I love God."

-I just woke up from a nap, because I was breathing very heavy, and that's what I was saying to someone at the Boiler Room (someone who isn't really there---yet).

"Darkness only multiplies darkness"

Nope. This isn't South Africa. Nope. It's not New York. It's not even Chicago. It's Grand Rapids. (Well not this particular picture). I was biking home from Kalamazoo and 36th today, and I ended up having to take some detours. Evidently Construction season in Grand Rapids, means that every street downtown has some sort of construction on it. Which always leads to a dead end.
On my bike home, I biked all the way down Kalamazoo until the construction hit. I then took Alger, and hit up another street called Oakdale. As I was biking down Oakdale, I noticed that a lot of people were out on their porches. I also noticed that out of all the people that I passed, no one was happy. There was an argument going on on every porch. This set the tone for the rest of the ride. As I continued down, I hit Madison, which was mostly large buildings. As I am thinking about what I just biked through, I ended up hitting a side street which lead me to Buchannan. As I headed down Buchannan, I thought to myself "I'm in the clear now." I thought to soon. Buchannan dead-ended into the railroad tracks. This part of town is just very very eery. I kept my head up and continued. I found a side street, which also dead ended, and then ended up on Ionia. I thought I was good now. And I was. I had to walk my bike through some more construction, but at least I knew where I was. I jumped back on my bike, and started to head back home. And not 2 minutes later, saw what you see in that picture. I felt very out of place, but it allowed me to realize that I don't have to travel far and wide to see poverty. I don't have to travel for a missions trip. It's ironic because I cut through a church parking lot on my way to Kelly and Marks, and the exit sign said "Mission field ahead."
Thank you for reading this.