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Name: Jesse
Country: United States
State: Arkansas
Birthday: 8/3/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: books, i really like books, kind of a funny word eh? i'm interested in seeing the church restored. i like to sit and enjoy the presence and affection of my God.
Expertise: i care about what other people want to do with their lives, and i love to help them accomplish their goals.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message meEmail: email me
MSN: yaychildren@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  eternal_servant
Member Since:
2/8/2005
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| Tonight I went on a date with my wife. Tonight I spoke with Byron on the phone. Tonight I spoke with Joshua on the phone. Tonight I spoke with Adrian on the phone. Have you ever listened to me, these four have, they are my friends. My friendship is available; tonight my joy is inexpressible. | | |
| Every morning at 7:15 I walk with Janna to Northside Elementary School here in Siloam Springs, AR. Usually a simple and beautiful way to spend time with her in her own element, there was one occasion marvelous enough to be related to each of you.
It was quite cold, gray, and omniscient Weather Dot Com had spoken with me earlier warning that there was an imminent wintry mix. Romantics that we are we walked the long 1/5 of a mile up the Hill of Despair anyway.
The school sits atop the highest point in town like a castle keep watching over its people. The true city castle, where I'm certain they once hid from savages, is now condemned but had recently been used only for a playground.
As we left the static warmth of our home we noticed the sound of rain or light popcorn hail. "I think we are going to get wet." I queried, regretting leaving our umbrella five steps behind us. I had no intention of retrieving it, and so was very pleased when the next step brought us safely under the cover of luminous gray clouds. They weren't ominous, rather the rising sun did its work and they became a dim lamp for all of the early risers.
What made this particular morning so grand was the NOISE. All around us, on every side, was the persistent popping and crackling of light rainfall on frozen earth. The grass drizzled, and the leaves on the trees sounded like the soft wind and rain of a new storm moved steadily through them. There were no leaves on the trees.
The sound did not cease during the 4 minute walk, though we did feel about 20 drops of some type of precipitation during our journey. When I had left the premise of the town castle and begun the bitter sweet journey to an empty home it was gone. There was still no noticeable rainfall and I returned dry and happy with another of life's lessons relearned.
The weather, with all of the experiences it has to offer, whether feelings, or visual, or even its sounds is something from our Creator. He is too marvelous for words.
I have stood next to rainfall, reached out my hand, and rinsed it as though in a sink or a waterfall. I have never before witnessed invisible and immaterial precipitation. The sound of it rang from the earth to heaven.
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| There is a difference between doing something in obedience and doing something out of obedience.
For discipleship to work people must be brought in and sent out.
Some people are constantly in and out of trouble.
Some people get in to trouble; others stay out of trouble.
Sometimes I'm out in the forest.
Sometimes I'm walking in the Lord and wishing I were out of this world, the rest of the time I'm in the world but out of God's will. Instead I should be walking with God in the world.
The ins and outs of our faith seem to be like a revolving door and I often don't know which side I should be on. On and under is a different story though - and after my hernia surgery I'm confined to the bottom floor.
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| Hi all who bother to read my site!
I think I have finally overcome Strep - took two times of anti-biotics with an upgrade and about a month and a half.
I now have an Hernia - YUCK, I hope the surgery isn't too expensive...it is really an annoying kind of pain, and leaves my stomach upset too.
I'm doing well in my Romans class through Moody Bible Institute. I have learned this semester, or perhaps I should say I now believe, that the primary theme of Romans is Peace with God. This wasn't actually taught in the class, but it is what I decided because of all the studying. I turned in 2 papers for 100 each, either my writing is improving a lot or else I set the curve? Either way it was encouraging because it took me less time and energy to write them.
I work at the Siloam Springs Public Library. It is an interesting experience. Today I attended a funeral because of the job. One of my co-workers, Russ, died at 59 after he fell down the stairs in his apartment. He lived in the same group of buildings that we do. For those of you who know, we have very steep stairs. He fell last week and was found to be brain dead. He died Sunday or Monday I suppose. I was very - is satisfied the right word?- to find that he was a believer. They read a prayer that he wrote in his journal about surrendering his whole life to Christ, it is answered.
Russ had the job through an agency that helps people with dissabilities. He had difficulty speaking, so I didn't know him that well. I will miss him, and look forward to knowing and conversing with him later. The pastor was very refreshing. He reminded us that the greatest promise to humanity in Christ is the promise of resurrection bodies and renewed relationships - "comfort each other with these words."
It is difficult to check out books on Wicca to people it's followers. I'm glad we are not owned by an it. It doesn't seem so bad to be owned by God when we remember the other options.
I'm glad that God loves the Israelites so much that He genuinely loves the gentiles just so that Israel can be saved after they have been made jealous. We are His people, the flock that He shepherds.
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| Do we see it?
God has given it.
Are we social creatures?
Potential is nothing until it is enabled.
Do potentials have opportunity?
Society gives opportunities.
Am I an enabler?
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