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Thursday, October 8, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
as of late
I have another new song at http://www.myspace.com/flubmasterq. "holy spirit come"
ummmm... it's a bit of a turning point in the plum tree. allowing the Spirit to come in, allowing Him to work. realizing that He IS with me, "even when there is no difference to me and my demons."
Trevor Hicks is over at my "studio" recording some songs. he makes good Jesus music sometimes. I think he sings to much though. there's a place for singing in the House of God and there's a time for praise... and I think there's a distinct difference. Trevor's a beautiful instrumentalist. he plays things that make me weep even though his bitter bitter heart has been revealed to me. he's a fool, yes... but God still uses him. in incredible ways.
I want to be used. I'm ready to be used... and I know God uses me. like crazy. but I want a distinction. I'm just a kid with no purpose but to live in His Presence... which I'm perfectly content with. I love His Presence, it's the only place I belong... but sometimes I just wish I had some gift.
joking around with some friends at a bonfire last night(so sick of bonfires by the way. it's all I do anymore), the conversation of our futures arose. the one there who actually is in college is the one we all know is going to unfortunately be some radio millionaire. the rest somehow know. musicians and pilots... I have the best friends. I made the comment that I wish I could just start some spiritual uprising the caused me to be a great leader and never have to actually go to school. "when I woke up this morning, I decided that I'm gonna be a PROPHET!" if only that were true.
I'm complaining but this is my heart. the Lord gives and I take. I'm a little sick of it. I'm ready to go home.
oh. last night I had the strangest encounter with the Lord. I was laying in bed listening to Misty Edwards and everything went silent(but I could still hear, ya know?) and I felt a wind blowing on the back of my neck only. then it quit. and I was... frightened. there's something bigger here and I'm ready to find out, Lord.
God is working in me in the weirdest ways. at the Spiritual Hunger Conference last weekend(SO much glory), I went walking around the hotel next door to the Convention Center and it was like the beginning of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory where the door is way to small but when they get out of the room it's huge... my perception of everything was so skewed. everything was spiraling. gajulagnwhaz.
I'm uncomfortable. I think it's a good thing. or will be a good thing in the future, rather.
ummmm... it's a bit of a turning point in the plum tree. allowing the Spirit to come in, allowing Him to work. realizing that He IS with me, "even when there is no difference to me and my demons."
Trevor Hicks is over at my "studio" recording some songs. he makes good Jesus music sometimes. I think he sings to much though. there's a place for singing in the House of God and there's a time for praise... and I think there's a distinct difference. Trevor's a beautiful instrumentalist. he plays things that make me weep even though his bitter bitter heart has been revealed to me. he's a fool, yes... but God still uses him. in incredible ways.
I want to be used. I'm ready to be used... and I know God uses me. like crazy. but I want a distinction. I'm just a kid with no purpose but to live in His Presence... which I'm perfectly content with. I love His Presence, it's the only place I belong... but sometimes I just wish I had some gift.
joking around with some friends at a bonfire last night(so sick of bonfires by the way. it's all I do anymore), the conversation of our futures arose. the one there who actually is in college is the one we all know is going to unfortunately be some radio millionaire. the rest somehow know. musicians and pilots... I have the best friends. I made the comment that I wish I could just start some spiritual uprising the caused me to be a great leader and never have to actually go to school. "when I woke up this morning, I decided that I'm gonna be a PROPHET!" if only that were true.
I'm complaining but this is my heart. the Lord gives and I take. I'm a little sick of it. I'm ready to go home.
oh. last night I had the strangest encounter with the Lord. I was laying in bed listening to Misty Edwards and everything went silent(but I could still hear, ya know?) and I felt a wind blowing on the back of my neck only. then it quit. and I was... frightened. there's something bigger here and I'm ready to find out, Lord.
God is working in me in the weirdest ways. at the Spiritual Hunger Conference last weekend(SO much glory), I went walking around the hotel next door to the Convention Center and it was like the beginning of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory where the door is way to small but when they get out of the room it's huge... my perception of everything was so skewed. everything was spiraling. gajulagnwhaz.
I'm uncomfortable. I think it's a good thing. or will be a good thing in the future, rather.
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