MasterPieceintheMaking

Holy Spirit

2006-07-28T12:19:00.000-07:00

Up-hill battle for Love

2006-07-02T17:10:00.000-07:00

Been fighting an up-hill battle, the slope is slick with blood soaked mud, and the gale winds beat agianst my chest and face. Demons whisper tempting things; it would be so easy to just sit down. I'm so tired. My soul and body ache, my heart is heavy. I slip agian; flailing I reach for a hand hold only to find weak earth that gives under my weight. I tubble. When I come to and look up, the climb seems impossible to make. I have no strength left. I reach for God trying to find Him, feel Him but I can't. I know in my heart that I've fallen too far. My heart breaks and my soul freezes over with fear; He will not come for me agian, not agian. I've been here too many times. But the need for Him is painful, like the withdrawals of an addict. I throw my hand out hoping He will take it, and find myself allow still. The pain is so great and the fear so strong, I cry out, but hear no reply. I begin to believe that it is too late for me, I am done. I will die here alone. I know not what else to do. I try to crawl upward, but I'm too battered from the fall. My hope starts to die. I have failed. He could not still love me, nor want me, not fallen and dirty like this. I don't want to give up, the need for Him is to great; like a drowing person needs air. As my fears begin to take hold of me, I cry out again, reaching, seeking someone who can help me, who will know what to do.
A hand takes hold of mine, and helps me to sit up. God's fire burns bright through this one as he speaks of the Father's undieing love for all, even for me. He wipes the mud from my face and points to the top of the hill. He tells me I am not alone; that God was always with me, that I could not feel Him because I would not allow myself. I did not believe that I diserved to. He shows me that the beauty of God's love and Gift, is that we do not have to, nor can we, earn it. It is a gift, pure and simple. I weep with shame and saddness, but I feel God being to fill me like warm water as I ask for Him and let go. I feel Christ's scarred hand take mine and pull me to my feet. The mud is washed away with less than a thought from Him. I feel the fire agian in my soul, as a smile crosses the friend's face. My friend is a broken warrior like me; his years of battle are more and his love for God is strong. I know that God used him to show love to me.
With God's strength anew in my limbs and heart, my friend and I begin the up-hill battle once more, for a Love like we have never known, a Love we cannot live without. A Love that will save us all.
God will always love you, never give up on Him, He won't give up on you.

Really powerful stuff man!

2006-06-23T10:35:00.000-07:00

"He who dwells in the secert place of the Most High Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, "He is my reguge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust."
Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler And from the perilous pestilence. He shall cover you with His feathers, And under His wings you shall take refuge; His truth shall be your shield and buckler. You shall not be afraid of the terror by night, Nor the arrow that flies by day, Nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness, Nor of the the destruction that lays waste at noonday. A thousand may fall at your side And ten thousand at your right hand; But it shall not come near you. Only with your eyes shall you look, And see the reward of the wicked. Because you have made the Lord, who is my refuge, Even the Most High, your dwelling place, no evil shall befall you, Nor shall any plague come near your dwelling; For He shall give His angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways, In thier hands they shall bear you up, lest you dash your foot agianst a stone..."
It keeps going on like this for several more lines!! What power and Love that God has for us!!
Love ya'll

Polishing up my armor

2006-05-19T10:33:00.000-07:00

Starting to get back into the word. I've been under alot of spiritual attacks lately, and figured I need to do some damage repair. Angie told me a verse that really helped me to get started,
2 Chronicles 16:9
"For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth to show Himself strong on behalf of those whose heart is loyal to Him." It was very impowering, I suddenly felt as though I could do anything, because God is there for me!
anyway, going start putting more verses up and reading more.
Love ya all

Jube as a Chiuaua!!

2006-04-27T23:49:00.000-07:00

Battle!

2006-04-27T12:31:00.000-07:00

It's high time a picked up my sword and told satan were to stick it! He has been hounding me like no other, and I was about to give in. Now he's gonna get it! I'm gonna kick his sorry a** right back to hell. I will beat this thing, I will fight it. Or go out in a blaze of glory ;)
Just keep me in your prayers
I love you all.

Growing pains

2006-04-12T15:13:00.000-07:00

As the title would suggest, I'm having some spiritual growing pains. Stuggleing to try and connect with God on a higher level, to grow. Slowly getting there. Been playing worship music allllll day, and feelin it! Trying to get into the Word, I read just the other day, I was going to read today, but opted for worship in my car between classes. I'm forceing myself to think to God as often as I remember. I think it's working. I keep thinking of all the blessings and things God has done for me, and how good He is. And it takes my breath away, and for that moment I feel Him smiling at my efforts with sooo much love it hurts and it makes me want more! It's too much and NEVER enough!!

On another note.... I got accepted to St. Mary's!

Tee Hee! Us as ponies!

2006-03-17T08:59:00.000-08:00

The Great and Powerful wolfy commands!!

2006-02-11T17:59:00.000-08:00

GO LOOK AT MY ART!!! *insert evil laugh*

wolfwarrior4god.deviantart.com

Hard lessons

2006-01-30T07:58:00.000-08:00

As most of you already know, (news gets around in a small town), I was in a car accident on Saturday. Long story sort for those of you that don't know: I was headed home from welding class on 435 it had been raining so the roads were wet, I went to exit off and didn't break quickly enough. The car started into the turn, and then just kept going straight, into the exit sign. I wasn't hurt, my car wasn't too badly bangged up, but the sign didn't make it. God was looking out for me hard core with this one. A police officer that was there, said that if I had hit the sign head on, instead of just 2 feet to the side, it would have gone threw my windshield. Or if I had tried to force the car to turn more, the car would have rolled. I friend of mine told me that he saw a guy hit an exit sign once, and that the sign he hit got caught in his wheels and his car went end over head. So God was holding me close that day. So many things could have gone wrong, but God didn't let that happen. I do however feel that He allowed me to go off the road to teach me a lesson, with as little pain as possible. One, slow down on wet roads! And two, I think is a life's lesson, don't get cocky and make bad choices because you think you can handle it, because you think you have it all under control. I know now that I don't, I'm I going to apply that to other places in my life. Be smart, be safe. And don't walk on the edge because you think you have great balance and won't fall, odds are your balance isn't that great.

:)

2006-01-17T16:05:00.000-08:00

Hey all, Things have been really good! Just turned 20 yesterday! Eric picked me up at 9:30 or so in the morning and we drove alllllll day, well at least until 3:00 I think. We just took off into the country with the sun coming up across the fields it was sooo beautiful! Then he took me past Topika to a river/waterfall/creek thing that his boss used to hang out at when he was a kid. It was amazeing!! The river/creek was separated(sp?) by a HUGE plate of solid rock, at least a foot thick with no cracks or brakes that we could see. The water would flow across the face of this plate and over the edge in a waterfall into the other half of the river where massive bolders had fallen down the side of the hills and came to rest at its feet, leaving big flat surfaces to lie on and sunbath (Eric's boss said he has seen many a girl sunbathing out there in his time, or so he says :) ) It was breath taking, it reminded me of something out of Lord of the Rings, but maybe on a smaller scale. Of course I had to go exploring as far as I could go with just chucks on! Anyway, then we drove around the area that had been turned into a wildlife park of sorts. It hadn't been completely cleaned up though, for on our little adverture we found an abandoned research farm for KU. There were 2 buildings: a small house or office type building, and a collasped barn! And being who we are, we went poking around in the buildings, finding quite a bit of trash. We also found an old car that looked as though someone's pet elephant had used it as a bed! You couldn't even fit a child in to the front seat! Then we did dounuts in one of the fields with Eric's work truck. After that we slowly made our way home. When we got there Luke, Bob and J-Bob where there. Luke made dinner! Then all of us, Jason, Josh and John went bowling!! Being the sweetheart that he is, Jason paid for my shoes (thank you Jason!)We did three games in under 45 min.s! My high score was 135! I had a blast!! It was the best B-day I think I've ever had. Oh, I told my mom not to worry about making a cake this year, so Luke was sweet and bought me a mini cake from Wal-mart that was 50 cents and was going to expire today! It was good! I felt soo loved! God has blessed me with such good friends, and a wonderful boyfriend! Thank you all for your love, especially you Eric, that day will always be special to me in my memory.
~Thankyou Lord for the people in my life!
I Love you all!

God is SOOOO good!

2006-01-12T15:11:00.000-08:00

Well, I was soo furstrated with Ukozo, and how the conversation was going, so I talked to Bob, he suggested that the guy was looking at it from the phyiscal sense, so I thought that over and prayed hard before replying to him comment. This is how it went.

Ukozo: the teachings of one Jesus of Nazareth. Christ, that is. I was under the impression that Christianity was based on Christ. Am I wrong there?

Me: Just to Clarify, are you a christian? I think there is a misunderstanding here. When I use the terms "battle", "war", or "soldier" I mean them in the spiritual sense. I DO NOT support holy wars, or fist fights in the name of God. Let me explain; God is good, that is His very nature, but to know what good is, there must be something to compare it to, hence evil. And would it not follow that evil would hate good, or the devil hate God? And wouldn't it make sense that if people were trying to follow God and be good, that evil would make its mission to stop them at all costs? This is my battle field, this is where the warrior comes from. The bible tells us that we are in a spiritual battle, Good Vs Evil. "Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we DO NOT WRESTLE against flesh and blood, BUT AGIANST the rulers of darkness of this age, against SPIRITUAL hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places." Ephesians 6:11-12 In Matthew 4:1-11 Jesus Himself is tempted by satan, and wins the battle of wills. In Mark 5:1-20 Jesus casts out many demons from one man that He meets on His travels. In Mark 7:24-29 Jesus casts out yet another demon from a little girl. Jesus not only fought the spiritual, but He fought the evils of this world as well: bigotry, hate, greed, cruelty, ect. If you read through Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, you'll see that Jesus was not a pacifist, but a warrior in His own right, useing the weapons of truth, justice, holiness, and rightousness. And as christians we are called to do the same.

Ukozo: my apologies. as long as your battle is within, as long as you mean warrior symbollically, spiritually, instead of in the traditional sense, you are right, and I wrong to invade your DA page and start a silly argument.

Me: Thank you for your apologies, please except mine for the misunderstanding. I thought you were just trying to start a fight. I had to step back a minute and look at the whole thing with fresh eyes before I realized what it was that you were arguing about. I'm glad that got cleared up. seriously though, if you have any more queastions at all, I will be more than happy to try and answer them or find someone who can. Later,-Wolf

That was all God right there!! GOD ROCKS!

Arrrrgggg...

2006-01-11T12:27:00.000-08:00

I just started a deviant art site thing, were you can see my art on the web. It's been neat. Then I got this comment from someone about my user name which is WolfWarrior4God. I didn't really know how to respond, so dad and I put our heads together to try and answer this question, then it just went on from there. It's so hard to deal with this sometimes. I wish I was better at it, I freeze up and the things that I want to say don't come out in the right way if they come at all. So I turned to dad for help, so that God's word would be spoken in a coherant manner. It's very furstrating to me that I can't seem to do this on my own, and that people seem to always be looking for a fight. Why the hate? And why do they question me, but not the folks that believe in aliens and unicorns?!

Ukozo: you are a warrior?for which god do you fight?and when you strike, who gets hurt?violence is more or less satan to the one Christian god.it seems strange to me that you would call yourself a warrior.

Me: First, is this a serious question? Or are you just looking to bait? If this is a serious question then I would recommend looking at the many places in scriptures where Christians are compared to warriors and soldiers. Exodus 15:3 "The Lord is a warrior; Yahweh is His name." Psalms 45:1-5 "Mighty warrior, strap your sword at your side. In your majesty and splendor in your splendor ride triumphantly in the cause of truth, humility, and justice." Zephaniah 3:17 "The Lord your God is among you, a warrior who saves.He will rejoice over you with gladness. He will bring quietness with His love.He will delight in you with shouts of joy." and finally those places where the imagery of warriors and soldiers is used to remind us that the world is in a struggle for good. Ephesians 6:11-12 "Put on the whole armor of God that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the Devil for we do not wrestle against flesh and blood but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spritual hosts of weakness in the heavenly places."

Ukozo: meh. books can lie, ESPECIALLY if they've been translated as many times as the bible. I dissaggree with the symbolism you choose. christianity is a passifist religion. if you are not a passifist, I think you've chosen the wrong religion. if you are a passifist, your screen name should not claim that you are a warrior. if the christian struggle is a battle, the BATTLE is against ONLY yourself. if you bring your human conflict out into the world, you give your soul to evil and dischord and dishonor and cruelty and illusion. your name is your own, not mine obviously, so you go ahead and make it what you will. but I, and many others, think that the good in Christianity lies in peace, NOT conflict. I see no honor in a christian warrior. I see no glory. both in the present, and the past, all he has is shame. don't you want more than that?

Me: It is curious how may people dismiss the Bible has having lost any original meaning due to endless translation, sort of a modern cultural myth. What is amazing is that so many do this without having either seriously read it or investigated the scholarship around its accuracy. Do you have some scholarship to support your claim? Likewise I find that everybody in this country (claiming to be a Christian or not) assume that they know everything there is about the Christian faith, again sadly in many cases with little study.So why do you care? Is there some objective to this conversation? Do you consider yourself a Christian trying to correct a fellow believer? If so, great we all need each other from time to time to help us stay the course. On what bases do you conclude that Christianity is a passive belief, given that you apparently dismiss the Bible?

Restless...

2006-01-07T09:32:00.000-08:00

I woke up this morning from very strange dreams to the sound of my phone ringing. It sounded far off, and I couldn't remember what I had done with it the night before, so I went looking for it. I didn't find it, and the ringing stopped by the time I had gotten half way down my hall. I tried to remember where I had placed it, and who would be calling me. I found it on my nightstand. I thought that was odd, because when it was ringing, it sounded faint and far off, like it might have been in the kitchen or the bathroom. I thought "oh well" I had been in a deep sleep anyway. So I checked to see if there where any missed calls, there weren't. just thought I'd share that strangeness with you.
I've felt very restless this morning, still do, I can't think why that would be, but I is just the same.

Pie, shoulders, and giant freeks

2006-01-06T14:04:00.000-08:00

"But I have trusted in Your mercy; My heart shall rehoice in Your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, because He has dealt bountifully with me."

This is my verse of the day!*victory jigg* I'm starting in Psalms because I find it up-lifting. This verse speeks Gods faithfulness to me. I can't explain why, but I feel God and His love through this verse. It helps to see where others have been, and that they still love and trust God. I guess to me it's proof that God will take care of all of us.
On another note, I was going through this time where I wanted more of God, but didn't seem to have the energy or drive to go after Him, so I was feeling pretty dry and crappy....crusty crap. The only thing I could think to do was pray, and I did. I just kept talking to God, I didn't care if it was pointless or if it sounded dumb, I just wanted Him. I think thats what got me through.
Now that energy is back and bader than ever, hehe, and I finally got my bible out!(happy now Luke?)
*Change of subject!* (just so you know)
I hurt my bad shoulder the other day, so I went to the docs, and they had me get x-rays and all that jazz, but nothing was broken, so with out actually saying it they told me they didn't have a clue and had me referred to the Othor docs in another building, then gave me some meds to help with the pain. waste of two and a half hours if you ask me. I have to go back next tuseday. poo.

"after much deep brain thingys in my head, I have decided to thank you..."
"PIE"

meh...

2005-12-23T10:00:00.000-08:00

Hey all, School is finally over! I think I passed all my classes... I have a whelding class for next semester!

Anyway, I'm over at the guys' house, just finished helping them clean. Eric is gone for a week and a half to see his family for christmas, I'm happy for him, and sad that he is gone, and that I couldn't go with him to see them. I can't wait to meet his family. Superman's little sis is coming Saturday to visit, and the house was a wreck. So I came over to help clean, she deserves to stay in a clean house. And as strange as it sounds I care about all the knuckle-heads that live in this house.

Been sick last night and today... feeling poopy. Love you all, I'll start posting more.

Busy! Arrrrgggg

2005-12-08T21:25:00.000-08:00

Been really busy lately, should be finishing a paper, but wanted to update for you peeps
I've found this little pitures that Goldenwolf makes for free, they have lots of different emotions. So I think I'll start using them, because I don't have the program to make my own! So there! I'm think I'm gonna start a verse of the day thing to make me read the bible more, but not tonight.
Love ya all

We Need a Hero

2005-11-28T10:01:00.000-08:00

I told some of you that I was writting a paper about Christ as the hero. Well Here it is, what do you think?
We all have heroes, or want them. Every culture has heroes. Stories, written or oral, chronicle their lives and adventures. We look for them everywhere; the firefighter that risks his life for another, the little boy that helps a kitten out of a tree, even the family dog that attacks an intruder. When we have heroes, we worship them, when we don’t have them we create them. Why, because we have a Messiah-shaped hole in our hearts. We have an inherent need for heroes, those better-than-average-good guys who defeat the villains, protect the weak and give us hope that we can be more. We long for someone to come and save us from the ugliness around us. We were created with a need to be saved. It was built into us. Jesus of Nazareth is the mold from which all heroes are cast and the only one deserving of such a title as “hero.”
Everyone knows what makes a hero, even young children can tell you. Universally heroes are strong, compassionate, faithful, courageous, stead fast and true to their cause. They are leaders who impact our lives. They impact our lives by giving us a vision of what we could become. They inspire to rise above our selves, our fears, and our acceptance of the mundane. The Scots were arrayed for battle, outnumbered, facing the English army (an army they had never beaten). All were ready to take flight. Common sense told them there was no hope for victory, that to stay and fight would surly mean death. William Wallace faces the Scots with passion for his country and freedom burning in his voice. He appeals to those hero qualities that lie dormant in all men’s hearts. He imparts to them a vision of glory. He makes them to see his vision of what they can be and what they can make Scotland to be. Like wise, in Shakespeare’s description of Henry the V, we see the outnumbered English forces awaiting attack by the superior French army. Henry rouses his troops by weight of his personality, because they trust him. He describes to his men, how the poor, unfortunate souls that stayed behind in their safe beds, will hang their heads in shame, thinking themselves less because they were not there that day. As he speaks they begin to believe even if they lose, their deaths will still serve England. Inspired by Henry, they believe that they will be remembered as heroes, and they must have even thought to themselves “If King Harry believes in us, then we can do anything.” In both cases the outnumbered armies that didn’t have a chance, won a great victory! The reason that Hollywood and Shakespeare retell these stories to us is because they resonate with in us. They speak to our need for life to mean something, for passion in our lives, and to our desire to make a difference. Move then to first century Palestine, a small, demoralized band hides in fear from the authorities. At this point their only desire is to escape and try to return to a normal life. Within a generation, this small band spreads a message from Rome to Ethiopia that will forever transform the world. Even those who disbelieve the message are forced to admit as did William Lecky, a noted opponent of organized Christianity and one of Great Britain’s most renowned historians, that “The simple record of these three short years of active life has done more to regenerate and soften mankind than all the disquisition of philosophers and all the exhortations of moralists.” Just as heroes Wallace and Henry inspired their men to fight a hopeless battle and win, so did Jesus. And for a Christian, these battles in Scotland and in France shrink to insignificance in comparison to the battle for mankind’s salvation that Christ calls us to fight. While Wallace inspires the Scots and Henry fires the imagination of the English, Jesus speaks to all mankind. While their campaigns were limited in time and space, his is universal. He sets the standard for the heroic.

So why have I singled out Jesus as someone uniquely different? If what makes an individual a hero, is their impact on mankind, then surly Jesus has made the most unique impact in all of history. His teachings were like that of no other, his life was like no one before or since. He showed love to the unlovable, compassion to the untouchable, healed the sick of body and heart, brought the dead to life, and to top it all off, he endured, mockery, abandonment, disgrace, unbelievable torture and a most horrible death by crucifixion. When a word would have saved his life, he chose to stand silent. Even the skeptic and antagonist of Christianity John Stuart Mill, could not deny Jesus’ uniqueness and referred to him as “The greatest moral reformer and martyr to that mission who ever existed upon earth.” Returning again to William Lecky, we find another skeptic acknowledging Jesus’ unique impact, when he tells us, “It was reserved for Christianity to present to the world an ideal character which through all the changes of eighteen centuries has inspired the hearts of men with an impassioned love; has shown itself capable of acting on all ages, nations, temperaments, and conditions; has been not only the highest pattern of virtue, but the strongest incentive to its practice.” While other heroes have impacted mankind, that impact has been largely limited to a time, a people, a place. As Lecky has just told us Jesus reaches beyond these limitations to move the heart’s of mankind. We should not be surprised that Jesus’ impact was as profound as it was. Jesus always was and is the standard by which we define what a hero is. We look for those characteristics in humans that Jesus modeled and when we find an individual with some of those qualities we call that person a hero. Jesus is not merely a hero, his is the definition and the source of all those traits we call heroic, he is as I’ve said, unique. “I know men; and I tell you that Jesus Christ is not a man. Superficial minds see a resemblance between Christ and the founders of empires, and the gods of other religions. That resemblance does not exist...Between Him and whoever else in the world, there is no possible term of comparison. He is truly a being by Himself. His ideas and sentiments, the truth which he announces, His manner of convincing, are not explained either by human organization or by the nature of things...I search in vain in history to find the similar to Jesus Christ.” Napoleon Bonaparte
We have a need for heroes. Admitted or not we are all searching for one to follow if we haven’t found one already. This is why we respond so strongly to stories like “Braveheart”. We are looking to fill that Messiah shaped hole. Because of Christ’s uniqueness I have come to the conclusion that He is the only one that can fill that empty space. As with any hero you can choose to follow Him or not, but you cannot simply dismiss Him. Look through history yourself; see the impact He has made, compare it to that of mere human heroes and you decide which hero you are going to follow.

Thanks! :)

2005-11-23T12:37:00.000-08:00

Thankyou all so much for your love and advice. You don't know how much it means to me. Thank you Lord so much for the people in my live, for the love and mercy!! I am feeling a MILLION times better because of God and you all being there for me and just loveing on me.
You all are such a blessing!!
I love you all sooooo much!

God is good!

on another note, got family here and more coming, so you won't see much of me of awhile. Love ya'll!

attack...

2005-11-20T21:07:00.000-08:00

Been under attack lately. Past three days or so. satan is trying lots of different angles, all of them hurt like hell. no pun. I can't think of anything that I did that would tick him off enough to be this mean. I can think of some things I've done that would get him off my back though. One thing, I'm not sure is bad, but I don't know if it's good either. I've prayed for God to show me what He thinks, but I don't know. I can't tell if it's that God isn't bothered by it, or if it's that I'm push the true answer away, because I like it. So satan is useing that too, and I'm wearing thin. I feel drained, and confused, angry at myself that I can't figure this out, and frustrated.
I took it out on Eric, just by being negative and snappy.(I'm sorry Eric) And I'm ashamed of all of it. I want to crawl up it a whole and hide. But other than this one confusing thing, I have nothing to be upset about so I know this is an attack. Please just pray for me and my sanity. ;)

GAHHHH! more depressing crap!!! Sorry. I should be happy! And so should all of you!...yeah.
God is GOOD! GOD has me in the palm of his hand! I AM SAFE! so whats the deal? Eric says I question God too much. Maybe I do. Maybe that's why I've been in such a funk. I don't know. *negative thought warning* maybe I'm just stupid and can't get anything right as a result.

God's time

2005-11-17T08:32:00.000-08:00

Yesturday Eric and I didn't go to youth group, and as much as I missed it, we had a really good time just being with God and eachother. We prayed that God would speak to us it that time together, and that he would use it. Then we read about Jesus's death, kinda going back the basics as it were. I think we need that though, to get back to the beinging. Then we watched The Passion! I cried through the whole thing! It was soooo powerful, and what was even more powerful was to understand with all of my mind and heart, that He did it for me! For everyone! That He loved us enough to endure all of that for us so that we wouldn't have to and so we would be free! It's overwhelming, the joy and love I feel!
~God I PRAISE you!!! For this time that you have given us to be with you, the work that you are doing in us, the love you have for us to even talk to us much less make us better! And for the sacrfice that you made and all that you endured just so we could be with you forever! THANKYOU Lord, Father, Daddy!! I Love you and praise your holy name! Only you are worthy!! AMEN!!

Time off

2005-11-16T10:18:00.000-08:00

For a long time I have been wanting to spend some time with Eric and God, just the three of us. Either in reading the bible, praying or some form of worship. I think I might have mentioned it once or twice, but I always felt silly for wanting this, so I kept quite about it most of the time. Besides when would be ever have the time? I tried to forget about it, but the need just kept getting stronger. So I prayed about it. God I want this. Please give us the time, energy and hunger for it. I figuered that I was going to have to make time, and convice Eric that we needed this. So by last night I had finally worked up the nerve to demand this of him. I chickened out alittle when I got to his house though, and kept putting it off. I had brought my bible and everything, I just couldn't seem to tell Eric what I wanted. So as it got later and later Luke said goodnight and went to his room...for about 2 seconds then came bounding back in with a look of defeat on his face. He threw himself down on Eric's bed and whined that he needed to talk to us, that he couldn't sleep til he had. "Long story medium length", he told us that God had put on his heart to give Eric and I time off of youth group duty to spend that time together with God. I was so relived. Some heavy weight had just been taken off my heart. Don't get me wrong, I love youth group and working with the kids, and I will miss them all terriblely untill we return, but this is something I know we need and that God has been asking for for a long time.
So when we aren't there Wednesday, you'll know why. We will miss you all and that time with you very much! We'll be thinking about you.

I have such a nervous excitment in me about tonight, it will be our first Wednesday to ourselfs, I don't know what to think. I don't know what will happen, but it feels like first date or something, I'm so nervous! but in a good way!

God, paint and too much time

2005-11-15T18:07:00.000-08:00

I've started a new painting... finally! I miss painting soo much 8P Maybe I'll post pictures of it when I'm done.... or I'll just leave ya'll hanging. heh. I have paint all over my hands! *big dum smile of happiness* If I had a tail, I'd wag it. :) It was snowing today...I love snow! *jumps about* I think that's all I have to say for now.

Oh, Luke, I read my bible today! yay for me.
Eric, I LOVE you! *big dum smile of happiness agian*
Every one else...heh...I love you too!

Slack

2005-11-11T21:20:00.000-08:00

You'll never believe this, but my parents decided to lift my curfew! meaning no curfew at all! The told me that they thought I was old enough to be responsible for myself in that way. They gave me a long list of things to follow in order to keep my slack in the leash, but they gave it to me! I think this will make things easier in general.
PRAISE GOD!!!!! HE IS GOOD!!

Struggles, Dreams and School Projects

2005-11-10T07:29:00.000-08:00

Lets see... where to start? From the begining is usaully good.

I had a very weird and frightening dream a few nights back. I had died, I didn't dream my death, I was just dead. I wasn't afriad, I knew where I was going and I was perfectly safe, but I had some goodbuys that I wanted to make before I went home. I went to go see my parents and Eric, they were all very upset, mom was so angry, dad was beyond words, and Eric didn't want to stay he wanted to leave, he said he couldn't stay there. I "walked" in to all of this and wanted so badly to heal them, to tell them it would all be ok, that I was fine and still loved them, but they couldn't see me, nor could they hear me. It was like a blow to the heart, here were my loved ones in pain, and I could do nothing for them, I couldn't even touch them! I started to cry. I had to try something though, so I went and sat behind my mom and spoke in to her ear, I asked her questions and told her things, she responed like she could hear me, but she was so full of anger it stabbed me. I remember looking for Eric next, but he was gone, he had left to go to his parents home, I think. I was crusted, I never got a chance to say goodbuy. And I didn't want to let go! I didn't care about the world, and I wasn't afriad of where I was going, but I couldn't leave my loved ones behind. It wasn't fair! I wanted them too! I wanted them to come with me, to be with me! And I couldn't have them! I awoke very upset. writing this even now makes me start to cry.

I've been stuggleing with somethings for awhile now, I think that is why I have had such a rough time of it. I'm trying to seek God in all of this and to keep my mind on HIM, but it is so hard sometimes and frustrateing that I want to break something or curl up in to a ball and cry. I haven't been handling it well, sometimes I even take it out on Eric, and that kills me, it's isn't his fault, and it isn't fair to him. I'm so sorry. Please pray for me, I need grace and strength and God's love so badly right now.

I'm working on a project or Comp 2. we have to pick a hero and write some stuff on that person, So I'm writing about Christ. The only one ever diserving of the title "hero". My teacher won't like this I know, but I couln't care less if I tried. I just pray that God uses this for His glory!

Love all,
-Kim

Light at the end of the tunnel

2005-11-01T08:19:00.000-08:00

Yesturday I was really struggling, well you read the last post. I went out to eat with my mom, she and I talked, and I felt alittle better. Thanks mom. But I really needed to get out of the house and be with folks my age group, Eric was working, and so was Luke, the slackers, and I couldn't seem to get in touch with anyone. So I decided to do something rather out of character for me, and was just what I needed, I went up to St. Mary's to see if anyone was there; by myself. Lucky for me Jube and Melissa were there, they took me in and folded me into thier plans for the evening seamlessly. We didn't do much, just talked and watched South Park, but by the time a drug myself out of there and to my car, I was worlds better. Thanks Jube for being there for me.
This morning I was still under attack, I could hardly get out of bed, but I had strength enough to realize that I needed God big time. So I prayed alittle, and got ready for school. I got in the car and instead of my regular cup of country or classic rock to wake me up, I popped in 12 Stones and sang along. I got to the campus and parked in the usually spot, but was still in need of a strong dose of God. I couldn't feel Him and He wasn't showing up as I thought of Him like He normally does, so I knew I had to go after Him. The one way I knew how to do that was the bible. I must confess I haven't been reading it for awhile or praying for that matter. I didn't know where to start, so I called Luke and asked him what that verse was he wanted me to read, then out of the blue he asked how I was doing. I told him the truth. And then he prayed for me; alittle more strength. Thanks Luke. After we hung up, I started to read, first that verse, then I found myself in palsms reading psalm 143. How I got there I don't know, but it fit so well with what I was feeling that I went back through and prayed it. I began to feel Him agian, like a limb that had gone numb with cold, but was slowing warming up and coming back to life. I felt tears run down my face, as I went from that prayer to one of my own. I was ravenous for more, I got a taste of Him, and it was like I had gone for years with out water and finally got a sip of it agian! I read the palsms around the one I had just read, they were similar enough to fit what I needed, and I devoured them. I could feel His love flowing through me and reviving my starved soul.
Through all of this, I realized that even if we "lose" Him, God has put bread crubs out for us to lead us back; a friend here and a verse there. He has surrounded me with things or people to help lead me back to Him. And when I lifted my nose from the trail, there was the light at the end of the tunnel and His smiling face. Thankyou Lord!

Sigh

2005-10-31T13:57:00.000-08:00

These past couple of weeks have just been one stress on top of the other. Until today, I went to see Helen in Weston and we talked.

So what was wrong? I'm restless, I want out of the house, I want to be married to Eric, I hate school, I feel boxed in, I'm bored, I'm lonely, I'm stressed and I starting to get depressed, agian.

On another note, Eric and I decided it wasn't worth his time or money to get the truck going agian, that he has other things to worry about at this time, and I can always use his truck. I was disappointed at first, but this is a good thing so now I'm not.

I kinda feel like I'm giving up, waving the white flag, but I decided that I'm just going to go ahead and finish school. What good am I with out it after all? and it will make my folks happy. Besides, It will give me something to do until Eric it ready.

I feel like such a quiter. I feel like I should just stop struggleing agianst the leash my parents have on me and lie down, give up. I can't win anyway. Life it out there, I can smell it, but I'll never have it. I'll rot on the end of this leash, because I'm not (instert good thing here) enough to take it off and go after it. I feel stuck. But I'm too damn stubbern to give up, I won't. I'll go to school, but I will make something out of it. Maybe I can get out of the house, live at the dorms. And maybe Eric and I do have all the time we could need.

I know that life won't end if I'm not out of the house or married in a year, but sometimes it feels like it's passing me up, I want to get out and make my own mistakes, live!

Sorry, that was depressing. I'm gonna go play with fire or something now.

TRUCK!

2005-10-24T09:23:00.000-07:00

I saw the truck yesturday! It's soooooooo sexy! I love it! We worked on the steering thing(i say thing because I can't spell what it's really called) anyway someone had tried to work on it before and busted some of the plastic covering and left a tool in there! So we got that fixed and got new battery cable ends put on and hooked it up to the spare battery Eric brought with, and the dome light came on, but that was all that came on. :( Eric said he thought the battery was dead but wanted to try it anyways. I was disappointed, it was rather anti climatic(sp?) oh well, next time we'll have a battery that works and the Beast will LIVE! muahahahahahahahaha *cough cough* Yeah, we're calling it the Beast! It is one after all! And the weird thing is that I have always wanted a big blue truck called Beast!
I told mom about it, she wasn't really sure how to respond, she asked alot of questions about the truck and how Eric was paying for it, then told me to let her talk to dad about it. She talked to dad, and his first thought was that Eric had bought the truck up front, and now owed money on something else, but she told him that Eric was working the truck off. So he said he'd think about it. About letting Eric give me the truck that is, which I think is really silly, and I wanted to tell mom that it's just a now or later thing, I either get the truck now, when I need it, or I get it when we get married, when I won't need it as much. But I didn't, that would have upset her. That was Saturday, he still hasn't even metioned the truck. Not even to ask questions about it. So I'll wait quitely like a good little girl. *grumble* And in the mean time work on MY truck, and see about getting it insured and tagged so I can go MUDDING!

SQUEE!!!!!!

2005-10-21T09:22:00.000-07:00

Eric's getting me a truck!!!!! *happy dance* It's an '88 F150 with 4-wheel drive and BIG tires and it's BLUE! *catches breath* I'm so excited! He'll be working it off, so he doesn't have to pay right out of his pocket! But he's not allowed to get me any more christmas, birthday, or whatever presents for.....awhile. He doesn't know that yet. So yeah it's great! Now I just have to figure out how to break it to my parents.
I'm so happy about the truck it's wounderful and I can't believe Eric went out of his way like this for me. But I can't help this strange feeling I have about it, he got his ex-girlfriend a car and we all know what happened with that relationship, I guess I'm hoping it's not a bad omen for us. That didn't make any sence.

Anyway, Yote's Halloween party is this coming friday! Ya'll better be there or be square! teehee

There I up-dated >p

Trick Or Treat?

2005-10-11T18:30:00.000-07:00

I Love Halloween!!
*Squee*

2 by 4

2005-10-09T17:45:00.000-07:00

Last night Satan hit me hard. He really dumped on me with a huge weight. I suddenly found myself in a postion that I did and didn't want to be in. So I prayed, I asked God what he wanted me to do. I liked and didn't like the answer I got, but I knew what I had to do. It took all of my strenght plus God's wonderfully Holy hand and even alittle help from Eric to get me out of there. I had to beat satan back with a two by four, and damn was it heavy, but I kept at it until I was out of there. I was so emotionally worn out yet spiritualy empowered all at once that I felt like I had just been in a battle and won. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, taring myself away from that place. But with God, I did it! I made it! It was so overwhelming that I cried on my way home, and I wanted soooo badly to tell someone what had just happened. But I couldn't, they wouldn't have understood, maybe even freaked out about it, and over looked the good I had just done. (i.e. my parents)
Anyway, worship today was wonderful, I felt God and I sort of celebrating the victory! God is sooo good and mercyful and Great!!

LLAMA FACE!!

2005-09-28T18:28:00.000-07:00

God be Praised!

2005-09-28T11:47:00.000-07:00

I got the other job! I start at 6 dollars an hour. I get to work on the computer and maybe help with the web site disign! I went in today and it was great!
~THANKYOU LORD thankyouthankyouthankyou!
Now all I have to do is tell the folks at the Conrer Pharmacy that I'm quiting, and get through the 2 weeks deal. But with God on my side I can do anything! like Super man, but not. :)

mmmm God. God is good.

Coyote is having a Halloween Party the Friday before! I can't wait it'll be sooo much fun if everyone shows! We're getting music, decorations, food and all that jazz together it'll be great! We even have a fog machine, and a strobe light or two! YAY! I have fangs to wear and I'm sooo excited! *wags tail*

Out,
-KIm

Dream

2005-09-23T21:15:00.000-07:00

I had a dream last night, I don't know if it meant anything, but it was nice and slightly strange.

~I had a different job, and was making enough to pay for my own place, and my parents were totally Ok with it! Then later, Eric and I were out on a date, and I kept thinking it was getting close to our 2 year anniversary. Then he hands me a small newspaper wrapped object with a smile of mischief across his face. I start to tare the paper away, wondering what on earth he has gotten me this time but loving the gift anyway, for the simply fact that it came from him and that he thought about me. And under all the paper is a box no bigger than my palm, black as ink, with a slight fuzz to it. My heart skipped a beat as my breath caught in my throat. I knew what it was, but I didn't dare hope. Fear of disapointment tainted the moment, then I pushed that aside for I couldn't stand the pull of curiosity any longer. I forced my free hand to crack the lid open. And there tucked in the bossom of a velvety cussion was a ring of light gold with four small red stones. I felt numb as I looked up into his cocky face, and with a smirk on his lips he asked me if I would marry him. You know the answer.
I think it was just one of those wish-fulfillment-dreams, but...
Well that's enough sappy stuff for one post, I don't even know why I'm putting this up. Just a feeling I guess. But whatever. God I feel stupid.

YAY!

2005-09-23T09:16:00.000-07:00

Eric got the job! *Squee* And now he has a blogg too! Go look at it, it's awsome!

Progress?

2005-09-21T07:41:00.000-07:00

Remember the foggy place I was talking about earlier? Well, I'm still there. But I think God is now leading me by the hand, inch by agonizingly slow inch.
Eric might have a job with Ryan, repairing dentistry stuff, which is really good, because if he gets the job (please pray that he does) he will have benefits and retirment and maybe a company car with gas paid for! Plus he'll start out at 10 dollars an hour! And He likes fixing things!
I'm looking at another job, I go at 11:30 to talk with them, I would have steady hours and good pay, and it would more than likely be easier than the Corner Pharmacy job. (pray that I go where God wants me, and that if he wants me at this other place, that he open doors for me.)
My parents seem to ever so slowly be coming to terms with the fact that Eric and I ARE going to get married. They drop subtle comments here and there, which lead me to think that they haven't accepted it, but are beginning to see that this is for real. (please pray that they do come to accept it, and though it would take a miracle, that they could even be happy for us.)
I even feel God working on me, maturing me and grooming me to be ready for it when it comes. But it just doesn't seem to be coming fast enough! And I'm getting restless agian, sometimes to the point where I just want to take off, go somewhere, anywhere. Sometimes I just want to tell Eric "lets blow this joint!" and do so.

Ow

2005-09-17T09:04:00.000-07:00

Had my wisdom teeth taken out yesterday, it feels like someone wacked me across the face with a bat. twice. I can't eat anything harder than jello and I'm craving a big thick juicy cheeseburger with grilled onions and a chocolate shake with a straw. ohwell. :(

On another note, work has been going well, I actually enjoy it, most of the time. It's still work, and it isn't easy, but it's rewarding. And I have me own money! not to mention someplace else to be besides at the house! However, I'm not really looking forward to it monday.

I'm going to start College group back up at my house, and I even kinda have a lesson or something forming in my head. I just need to figure out we every one can get together. which won't be easy. So let me know!

God is still working on my heart and mind. I think this time it is trust, that is something He has been working on for awhile. I have a very hard time trusting, I blame my past experiances for it. Got stabbed in the back one to many times by my peers and others that I trusted. So, I'm relearning it. God is using many people and situations to get me to trust. It's strange and I'm not entirely sure I like it, but it's working. Mostly He's using situations that are way beyond my control and Eric, who fits both categories.
Anyway, I think that's it for now, and I have homework to do.

Blessed?

2005-09-06T17:35:00.000-07:00

I got the job at the Corner Pharmacy and I got one at the Carrol Mansion on saturdays. I like the idea that I am now employed and will be making my own money, but I'm not sure that it will be all it's cracked up to be. I'm nervous that I will screw something up and be labeled "failer for life", with a big brand across my forehead and everything. I'm also afraid of the committment. I have no problem with committment in a relationship, but being committmented to a place or organization like this frightens me. I'm not entirely sure why that is.
I have been praying for a job for awhile, I need a job, but I'm worried that I've gotten in over my head, and that I'm not capible of holding a job, that I won't be able to learn the things I need to learn in time, that I won't work fast enough, that I'll freak out when I have to count change back (which I don't know how to do) and give the wrong amount, or I'll mess something up with the cash register and get accused of stealing.
I still can't see where I'm going. I'm still surrounded by the fog, and I feel that I'm moving forward, but I'm not sure where to or that it is a good thing. And I'm so afraid that there is an open man-hole just in front of me; some trap set by satan waiting to spring shut and tare me to shreds.
Part of me wants to quit and be done with it, but I have too much pride for that, and one thing I will NOT be labeled is coward.
I feel that this is where God wants me, but it's scary, and WAY out side of my comfort zone, and I feel really crappy for saying that, much less feeling it. I feel like I should beat myself then sit myself in time out for not having enough faith. "Bad Kim, that's a very Bad Kim." This is rather humbling to write this out so that ya'll can see. But at the same time it feels good, like a weight is lifted or some pressure released.
I don't know, maybe this is normal "first-job jetters" or maybe I'm just a loser, destined to always be a loser.

God is Great, gives us chocolate cake!

2005-08-31T08:56:00.000-07:00

If love was a food, it would be thick, rich chocolate cake, the kind that makes you wonder when you died and got to heaven.

I finished Blue Like Jazz yesterday, it was beautiful. There are two chapters devoted just to love; loving others and yourself because God does. I was also reading my bible, and the part I opened up to was about the same thing.
God did a work in my heart that day; I began to see people the way God does, and that they are all His. And in realizing that, my heart filled with so much love, more love than I ever thought possible, for all of them. I was walking around in a state of euphoria. Then He thaught me to love myself, and that it is Ok to love me, the me that God created. And in so doing, it made the love I have for others stronger, richer, purer. And I was able to except God's love and Eric's love for me, fully, for the first time. I had always felt the love, but it was so hard to understand, and I learned to except it, but I could only handle a part of it, not the whole. God changed that. Now I realize that I was not only cheating myself, but God and Eric as well. I know God forgives me, He showed me that much yesturday. I can only hope Eric will too.
I learned so much in just a day; a lesson I never could have learned on my own. It is a process though, it will take time before it is engrained in my heart the way it is in my mind. I have repented in my words, but now I must do it in my actions. I ask all of you reading this to please forgive me, I have cheated you as well, and I am so sorry for that.
~Lord, please give me the strength and courage to live this out every day in my life. To love others and myself, because you do. Engrain it in my heart Lord. I never want to lose this feeling. Thankyou Lord, my God, my daddy, for loving me enough to show me your love, to teach me your love and to change my heart. Please, continue to shape me and mold me and refine me. Help me to show your love to those that feel unloved. Thankyou, in your son's name, Amen.

Dukes, yeah baby!

2005-08-29T12:25:00.000-07:00

Dukes of Hazzard! Yeah!It ROCKED!!! Sexy car and awsome stunts! It was beauitful!!!!!

Yum

2005-08-29T12:21:00.000-07:00

just had to put this here. That's right enjoy it, ya'll know it's hot. Eat it up.

A wall?

2005-08-27T12:31:00.000-07:00

I was reading Blue Like Jazz this moring and came across a part were Donald talks about passion and believeing. He also talked about a friend of his, whom he called Andrew the Protester. He said that he liked Andrew, because Andrew believes in things, and is passionate about what he believes in. For example, on saturday mornings Andrew goes out and sets up a make-shift kitchen on the sidewalk to make breakfast for the homeless, because he believes that is what Jesus wants him to do, and that when Jesus says feed the poor He means do so directly. When I read this I felt a stab of longing. I want to do that, not just feed the poor, but live passionately for what I believe in, for God. I believe that God is calling me to be a servant for His kingdom. And I want to be that. I want to do crazy things that go aginast the norm for the love of God. My heart aches for it. But I feel held back or that I've hit a wall. A wall that allows me to see the life I want with God and to feel it, but not to have it. I feel this wall is several things, One my lack of a job (no income of my own) , two the fact that because I have no income I am not out on my own and therefore have to answer to the wishes of my parents, and three I'm still a student and as a student, I'm spending a great deal of time and money on me and not using it for others like I feel called to do. And that makes me sick. So it seems that the answer to that would be, quit school, get a job, and move out. But it is more complicated than that, my parents and many others say that the smart thing to do would be to finish school, take my time in getting a job, and only move out when I am absolutly ready. So it seems that I am faced with two choices and I'm not sure which is the right choice and I don't know where God wants me to go, and above all things I want God's will to be done. I feel like God wants me to start living for Him, but that I should also listen to my parents. I just don't know where to draw that line,(meaning when to start living for God and not for my parents, but that line seems very blurred as to what God wants me to do) or if the choice I make will be the smart one. I'm so torn. Plus I don't want to be making a stupid choice, something that felt right at the time, but later on would hurt me or that I would regret. I want to do what is right. And I feel such a burning desire to live for God, to be that which He has made me to be. But if I take that jump, will it be because or a lack of foresight, a high on emotions which will surly lead me to pain and regret as I hit the hard rock bottom of the cliff I just lanched myself off of? Or will it be because that it is truely what God wants me to do, in which case He will catch me and I will fly? But I don't know what it is that He wants me to do, and I don't know when He wants me to do it. And I see the wall again which pushes me down a path a don't really want to go down. But is that God's wall, or is it something more sinster than that? Somebody help me please.

YEEHAW!

2005-08-26T10:14:00.000-07:00

"Silly boys, trucks are for girls."

Blue Like Jazz

2005-08-25T18:29:00.000-07:00

Luke lent me this book called "Blue Like Jazz-nonreligious thoughts on christian spirituality" It's wonderful! Donald miller is so up front and real about life and his struggle to become more christ-like. I think I'll start quoteing it, in fact heres some now.
“A long time ago I went to a concert with my friend Rebecca. Rebecca can sing better than anybody I’ve ever heard sing. I heard this folksinger was coming to town, and I thought she might like to see him because she was a singer too. The tickets were twenty bucks, which is a lot to pay if you’re not on a date. Between songs, though, he told a story that helped me resolve some things about God. The story was about his friend who is a navy SEAL. He told it like it was true, so I guess it was true, although it could have been a lie.
The folksinger said his friend was performing a covert operation, freeing hostages from a building in some dark part of the world. His friend’s team flew in by helicopter, made their way to the compound and stormed into the room where the hostages had been imprisoned for months. The room, the folksinger said, was filthy and dark. The hostages were curled up in a corner, terrified. When the SEALs entered the room they heard the gasps of the hostages. The stood at the door and called to the prisoners, telling them they were Americans. The SEALs asked the hostages to follow them, but the hostages wouldn’t. They sat there on the floor and hid their eyes in fear. They were not of healthy mind and didn’t believe their rescuers were really Americans.
The SEALs stood there, not knowing what to do. They couldn’t possibly carry everybody out. One of the SEALs, the folksinger’s friend, got an idea. He put down his weapon, took off his helmet, and curled up tightly next to the other hostages, getting so close his body was touching some of theirs. He softened the look on his face and put his arms around them. He was trying to show them he was one of them. None of the prison guards would have done this. He stayed there for a little while until some the hostages started to look at him, finally meeting his eyes. The Navy SEAL whispered that they were Americans and were there to rescue them. Will you follow us? He said. The hero stood to his feet and one of the hostages did the same, then another, until all of them were willing to go. The story ends with all the hostages safe on an American aircraft carrier.
I never liked it when the preachers said we had to follow Jesus. Sometimes they would make Him sound angry. But I liked the story the folksinger told. I liked the idea of Jesus becoming man, so that we would be able to trust Him, and I like that He healed people and loved them and cared deeply about how people were feeling.
When I understood that the decision t follow Jesus was very much like the decision the hostages had to make to follow their rescuer, I knew then that I need to decide whether or not I would follow Him. The decision was simple once I asked myself, Is Jesus the Son of God, are we being held captive in a world run by Satan, a world filled with brokenness, and do I believe Jesus can rescue me from this condition?”-Donald Miller
That is just what Jesus did, he came down to our level, became human and loved us! Now that is Love! And He is still asking us to follow Him. God loves us no matter what, even when we do stupid things or hate Him. He still loves us, enough to give His only son, a part of Himself, to us, so we could follow Him home. I'm following, will you?

Narf

2005-08-25T17:14:00.000-07:00

Yeah just felt like saying that.
And I wanted more pitures. So here is a pickle, for you viewing pleasure. yes.

poo on me

2005-08-22T09:48:00.000-07:00

Went for a job interview today, I hated it, it was like giving blood. And the worst part is that I feel like God wanted me there to do His work, you know be on the front lines, and I think I screwed that up big time. I know that if God wants me there, He will make it so. The thing is, I feel like I messed it up, and I don't even want to work there. I just feel slightly sick about letting God down that way, and about the whole thing in general. I feel like I could have done so much more, but didn't. Or I wasn't good enough. I know God doesn't need me, but He wants me and I feel like such a let down.
The eggman kinda looks how I feel.

On a lighter note, Eric is looking at getting a house. We go today to talk to the loan officer about his credit and maybe make an offer. I really feel like this is a God thing. That God is going to bless Eric in a big way with this. The house is prefect for what Eric needs and at a really great price for it and that location. I can really see him making that his home, then maybe later, ours. Pray that God makes this all work out for the best. I know He will but pray anyway.

New blogg type thing...yeah

2005-08-16T13:01:00.000-07:00

Howdy this here be my new blogg type thing and stuff. I'll post more later, cause I'm just gonna be like that.
-Wolfy