Jesus is the reason for my existence. I tried to choose between being a bum or a musician, but then I realized they're the same thing. I'm addicted to coffee and Owl City. My purpose in life is to be all things to all people to lead some of them to Christ, and to love everyone to the hilt. I want to show you kindness like you've never seen before. I want to write a song for you. I wanna feel alive forever after.
But I believe in music... The way that some people believe in fairy tales.
Listen. Can you hear it? The music. I can hear it everywhere. In the wind... in the air... in the light. It's all around us. All you have to do is open yourself up. All you have to do... is listen.
The drive to West Virginia was exhausting. -_- It made my face look icky. xP
Goodnight blogger. I'll be sure to take a picture of my new guitar when I get it tomorrow. I can't wait to see it. God bless :D
Oh, and thank you to my two new followers on here, if you read this (; I love followers, but not as much as I love Jesus. Aha. Maybe my goal of 100 followers by 2011 will happen... I'm at 16 followers... ha.
Oy oy, blogger, you would not believe the day I had. But lets start first... West Virginia.
Ah, West Virginia. My half brothers house with my dad, half bro, and his wife. And their 7 dogs, and 3 horses, and 2 cats. Of course the river too.
My brother who believes there is more than one way to get to heaven. Who just doesn't care. Well you see, I left my bible out on the table every night opened to things I thought would catch his attention. He has a habit I have, he wakes up in the middle of the night to eat. Maybe he read it when he woke up and ate, maybe not. I hope he did though.
And ah, Emily and Lindsay. My two friends down there. We sat in the river as Lindsay asked why I've been wearing skirts. I replied with "Well, I'm a pentecostal". To which, her jaw dropped. Then she proceeded to tell me I'm too "God-y" for her. I told her, at least I'm happy. And she said "Well, I'm glad it works for you. I mean, I don't serve satan or anything but..." Ha. At least I caught her off guard anyway. Showed my love for Jesus. I honestly wouldn't wear skirts if I didn't feel like it. I don't think you have to do anything special to make Jesus love you. Not that I'm against it. My church is apostolic pentecostal, and I love it. And I enjoy wearing skirts. But if I didn't want to, I wouldn't. Either way, I always have something about me that someone notices, and I find a way to tell them about Jesus. Whether they like it or not. :D
So, other than that... a 5 mile hike... the park.. guys trying to flirt with me while they failed at fishing.. a dog sleeping in bed with me every night... lots of late night texting.. staying up all night to finish a book before I came home... Swimming in the river... coffee... campfires every night.. lots of guitar playing... me and David :) He let me play his beautiful guitar. I really didn't even think he would let me touch it. I wouldn't if it were mine. Ha.
Oh,and my brother said I'm so good at guitar, I deserve a new one... well ironically enough.. that same day I got a text from someone from my old church... Ken Simon. He's like, a second dad to me and I loveeee him. Well, he asked if I'm still playing guitar and if I got a new one. I told him yes I'm still playing, but still the same ol' acoustic. Then he replied with "I have one here with your name on it." And I was like "No way, you're joking." and he said.. "Brand spankin' new! Love you!" Ahhhhhhhhhhh ♥ Ken got me a new guitar. I'm going to pick it up tomorrow. God is so good to me I could dance!
Well... when I made it home everything turned stressful. It was good at first.. went through mcdonalds for a coffee before I got home... drank my coffee while I caught up with my computer stuff.... well... then my friend said something crazy happened.. and his relative.. went crazy on him and he was stranded in Florida... I spent a lot of time being worried sick about him.. well... then I sang praise songs to Jesus, on my ol' acoussie... I was so thirsty I went to get a drink... and then... the last person I'd expect to cuss at me.. flipped out... I asked what was going on... oh, I'm cleaning the "f#$king" kitchen. He's never said that word in his entire life. I went upstairs and cried. And prayed for God to forgive him.. and sang praise songs. I am not talking to him again until he apologizes.
So, my friend Dwayne called me and let me cry to him for a while.. then my friend who was stranded texted me... he's okay and he'll be home in two days. God, that makes me so happy. I don't know what I'd do without him. So, all in all I've had a rough day. I'm happy now, the joy of the Lord is my strength.. but boy am I weary. My eyes are burning.. and I just need to chill.
-Ms. Conduit
Have you ever missed someone so much you were sick to your stomach? One. More. Week.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Running through the stream with the horses, I love West Virginia. <3
I woke up this morning, not myself and thoughts fill my mind..
Good morning dear blogger,I'm up but hardly ready to start the day. Staying up till 2am doesn't help much. And besides that, at 4am I woke up because I heard a flood going on outside. The thunder was thundering, lightning lightnining? haha. And the rain was hitting the roof, and washing down the street. It sounded like a river. I was almost afraid my trip to WV would be ruined, but I finally fell back to sleep.. woke up today and the sunshine is out. Strange.
So in other news, I had a "fiber one" brand poptart with 20% of my daily fiber. It wasn't half bad. In fact it was rather tasty. My cat is sitting on me right now, and keeps putting her head on my hands as I try to type. She is so adorable. And somewhat annoying. :)
Well.. blogger.. I suppose I should say goodbye. I'll do tiny phone updates I suppose.. it just won't be the same as ranting on and on every night. I'm going to miss you. Maybe I'll be able to get on a computer there... <3
-Ms. Conduit
Friday, June 4, 2010
I look into your eyes, This feeling caught me by surprise. Is there to be something more? Something I couldn't see before? I was chasing after something that I didn't need, I couldn't understand it, a language I couldn't read. You were always right there in front of me, but for some reason I just couldn't see. I always seem to miss what I already own, You're always by my side, I'm never alone. Now that I see, I'll never leave you're what's true and I'll always believe.
