Starting Over

Have you ever taken something so far that you are grasping at straws? The past couple weeks I have been putting off doing my laundry that I ran out of all things decent and clean. I started wherein my raggedy old working cloths instead of just washing my laundry. Being a bum was cool for the most part other them always making sure I had clean under where. I had just recently lost all my bum cloths to that ever lasting pile of dirty clothing so all day yesterday and today I have been washing and folding so many loads of laundry and theirs just a bit more lol. Well I’m going to just start the cycle over again.

Man today was a bit of a long day, I had gotten out of school after lunch to go for a dentist appointment. My appointment was at 2 O’clock so I had gone to the Williams and met up with Nathan where we went out to pick up some stuff for his tree planting. He had dropped me off at his place and I walked down to the dentist at 2. there I found out I had a lot of work needed to my face, but I got a good percent off the bill due to the fact that I’m paying out of my own pocket and that I’m under age. After I was released from that infernal tooth torture I had walked over to riverside to make an appointment with Mr. Weir about going into carpentry after high school. He was busy so I walked with a friend to his place for food and to just wais time and when I got there a repair man had shown up to fix their dryer, turns out he was a good buddy if mine from my past that I haven’t seen in about 4 years we got to walking wile he was fixing there dryer and then I had to leave. I had gotten a ride home to change my cloths and then Nathan picked me up at home. When I got here the smell of garlic was so overwhelming. We had pasta and now where sitting here watching family guy and eating/drinking slurpees.

Today I have been having really bad luck with my fingers. So far I have scraped the top layer of skin of my pinky and accidentally dipped it in stain (ouch!) then got blood all over my project in wood work, then I was using the jointer and kept hitting my hand on the back fence I got a couple scrapes there, then I put my hand down on the table and my buddy accidentally smashed it with a rubber mallet. If I keep up hurting my self I would be considered the next beau. LOL

Ruth went to her mailbox and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address.

She read the letter: Dear Ruth: I'm going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I would like to visit. Love Always, Jesus.

Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. "Why would the Lord want to visit me? I'm nobody special. I don't have anything to offer." With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen cabinets. "Oh my goodness, I really don't have anything to offer. I'll have to run down to the store and buy something for dinner." She reached for her purse and counted out it's contents. Five dollars and forty cents,
"Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least." She threw on her coat and hurried out the door. A loaf of French bread, a half-pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk...leaving Ruth with grand total of twelve cents to last her until Monday.

Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm. "Hey lady, can you help us, lady?" Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans she hadn't even noticed two figures huddled in the alleyway. A man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than rags. "Look lady, I ain't got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it's getting cold and we're getting kinda hungry and, well, if you could help us, lady, we'd really appreciate it."

Ruth looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and frankly, she was certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to. "Sir, I'd like to help you, but I'm a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I'm having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to Him."

"Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway." The man put his arm around the woman's shoulders, turned and he headed back into the alley. As she watched them leave, Ruth felt a familiar twinge in her heart. "Sir, wait!"

The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. "Look, why don't you take this food. I'll figure out something else to serve my guest." She handed the man her grocery bag. "Thank you lady. Thank you very much!" "Yes, thank you!" It was the man's wife, and Ruth could see now that she was shivering. "

You know, I've got another coat at home. Here, why don't you take this one." Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman's shoulders. Then smiling, she turned and walked back to the street...without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest. "Thank you lady! Thank you very much!"

Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too. The Lord was coming to visit and she didn't have anything to offer Him. She fumbled through her purse for the door key.

But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox. "That's odd. The mailman doesn't usually come twice in one day." She took the envelope out of the box and opened it.
Dear Ruth: It was so good to see you again. Thank you for the lovely meal. And thank you, too, for the beautiful coat. Love Always, Jesus. The air was still cold, but even without her coat, Ruth no longer noticed.

Yay my bed is almost done at school. It looks too big lol I don’t really know what I’m going to do if it don’t fit, maybe Ill just buy a new matures. I really love doing woodwork, I look at a science, socials or math page's and its always Greek to me but when I look at a board I can see the potential, everything just makes sense too me. Sure I do have my screw ups and I don’t really know everything but that’s the best part, I’m always learning in a language i understand and enjoy. at times I spend 3 of my 4 classes a day in wood work I just cant stay out lol.

I’ve decided to change allot of things in my life. I’ve decided to stop being a pessimist and enjoy life. I’m getting sick of dragging my but out of bed and expect the worst every day. Life is full of disappointments and hurt its ether take it like a man and cope with issues and fight them straight on, or you can just sit there and feel sorry for your self. Every day is a new adventure I don’t want to watch it roll bye.

In the book Wild at Heart near the end it speaks of "the unholy trinity" witch consists of three elements: the world, the flesh, and the devil, there’s three daggers are the gaits to hell. Though powerful individually, with combining forces it will ultimately lead to sin and fulfillment of temptation. Let’s start with the enemy closest at hand.


THE FLESH
The flesh is the sinful nature, that part of fallen Adam that every man/woman that always wants the easiest way out. Your flesh is a weasel, straight selfishness. But this flesh is not the real you, it’s the body god has created but not the sole he has custom built from his very love. Only the human flesh can carry out sin.


If your hand or your foot causes you to sin, cut it off and throw it away. It is better for you to enter life maimed or crippled than to have two hands or two feet and be thrown into eternal fire. And if your eye causes you to sin, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to enter life with one eye than to have two eyes and be thrown into the fire of hell. Matthew (18: 8,9)


THE WORLD
"The word" is fake. When you are leading a false life always hiding behind lies and pride. These men are battling only to build their own kingdoms. These cowards hide behind their own sense of power, position, degree, or title. But what if these men would lose these worldly positions? Would they still be them selves? To avoid this, realize who you are before what you are and climb down the ladder because god made us all as equals.


THE DEVIL
The devil to a humanity is nothing but peer evil and trickery, he is the leader if temptation. He is the voice in your head that makes you wander from raucousness he plants evil thoughts and gets strength off your weaknesses. Though he cannot make you sin or do evil he is just merely a influence though we cannot see or hear him we can feel him through the suffering in the world.

A great and wondrous sin appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun with the moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head. She was pregnant and cried out in pain as she was about to give birth. Then another sine appeared in heaven: an enormous red dragon with seven heads and ten horns and seven crowns on his heads. His tail swept a third of the stars out of the sky and flung them to the earth. The dragon stood if front of the woman who was about to give birth, so that he might devour her child the moment it was born. She gave birth to a son, a male child, who will rule all the nations with an iron scepter . . . and there was a war in heaven. Michael and his angels fought against the dragon, and the dragon and his angels fought back. But was not strong enough, and they lost there place in heaven. The great dragon was hurled down--that ancient serpent called the devil or Satan, who leads the whole world astray. He was hurled to the earth, and his angels with him. (vv. 1-5, 7-9)

Then the dragon was enraged with the woman and went off to make war against the rest of her offspring--those who obey God’s commandments and holed to the testimony of Jesus. (rev. 12:17)


credit to John Elridge: WILD at HEART
(and some I wrote, but mostaly him)

I want to take this time to thank my heating pad. Through out the night you keep me warm. There’s a crack at the top of my window and cold air is always seeping in plus the heating vents are not working so I never get hot air in my room. I sleep with a heating pad all the time it’s so warm especially in the winter. Though I have two blankets that are warm they are falling apart (kinda) my heating pad hasn’t broken yet.

Have you ever met a man that sits behind a desk all day that could tell you a bought the time he almost lost his life because of the absence of quick wits or how his adrenalin was racing beyond control because he encountered a dangerous obstacle? No? Because these are the stories of fire fighters, loggers and hard core cola miners, ect… these men no what its like to live on the edge of a sward. Every day a new adventure, never knowing what is going to happen. Much different then pushing papers all day, not that there’s any thing wrong wit it and I don’t have any thing against people who do have a desk job but its just not exciting enough for me I need to know I’m not going to be doing the same thing every day over and over. I think that’s something I need in my life right now, to have my heart race beyond control, I need for my eyes to open and wonder what just happened. For my future career this is the same, not a constant thing like an adrenalin junky but I need to feel like I accomplished a great deal with some excitement. Though I still don’t know what I want with my life, I do no I need to be mentally and physically stimulated.

This is my official 50ith blog, YAY lol. Wow I know every one else is on there bazillionth blog, but 50 is a good accomplishment for me. I never thought id make it this far in the beginning, I mean it took me a wile to really get into it and there’s big gaps in dates published but I guess this over time will become perpetual.