Thank God for weekends! The time here is 12:32pm and I just woke up maybe 20min ago. I have never had a better opportunity then now to write a little something about what is up in my life. First off let me mention, one of the reasons I write so little anymore is becuase of a conviction I have had concerning my own words. You see when I really take time and read over some of my post I realize just how temporal and unrelated they are to the reality of where I truly am. What I mean to say is the words written speak volumes for the moment but very little of the condition of my heart. I am a Christian "Little Christ" and on a day to day basis I put my unrelenting faith in this knowledge and strive to live for our Lord knowing His proximity to my own heart. I am frankly sick off writing in my journal all of my frivolous doubts and fears that pass with the rising of the new sun. I am tired of looking back and regretting my words wondering whether I am doing an injustice to the Lord by them.
I suppose what I really want can never be achieved in this life time. I want to write something meaningful, words that capsulize the heartbeat of our Christian faith. I desire to be relevent to this world, for my walk and witness to make an impact, to be holy, set apart, and a royal priesthood. I believe if my words ever were to Crystallize they would loose all of there social significance. Perhaps the power of the word of God lies in the fact that it is living and active. Lies in the fact that it remains permenant and transforms the heart. Although, the bible is just words on a page, just a book, we can't but marvel that it remains yet today as a staple for history as we know it. We cannot overlook how these words on a page illuminated by the Holy Spirit are able to transcend any purpose we can tag onto it. The only limitations we can place on God and His word are those He Himself placed on Himself. If you are reading this I hope you are enjoying the ride...
On another note, I went with a couple of friends to a Christian techno house down in San Diego last night. It was techno music with scripture flashing on the screen so that as you danced you could read the word of God. Ummm... it was a little different. I do not dance but I tried it out anyway, I felt something like charlie brown. This girl I went their with Denise told me to simply find a beat and follow it, which sounded like great advice at the time until I got their. Well, it turned out to be me mercilessly attacking the air with a barrage arms legs and hips in an attempt to follow every beat at the same time. All in all, I loved it!