tumblr time.
Its a pain to post on WordPress… to complicated for my likes. alexmanchan.tumblr.com <–
Its a pain to post on WordPress… to complicated for my likes. alexmanchan.tumblr.com <–
All in all I learned a lesson from it though
You never get to see it coming
You just get to see it go
Money just changed everything
I wonder how life without it would go
From the concrete who woulda knew a flower could grow
Every time I talk to mom or I hear about your health you make me doubt myself, my decisions. When can I share words with you, mom, without hearing you tremble? I can’t help but conveniently ignore what is difficult.
there is no one righteous, not even one;
there is no one who understands;
there is no one who seeks God.
All have turned away,
they have together become worthless;
there is no one who does good,
not even one.”
The fact that we have nothing to offer makes it so hard for us to receive
I’ve been feeling conflicted quite a bit today. There’s a brewing of regret that comes on strongly but is squelched just as quickly. I miss, but memories push me forward. I’m thankful that its not as hard as I thought it’d be
Its amazing how quiet an empty house is. Especially out in the suburbs. You really don’t hear anything but silence and the clicking of my keyboard.
So I have two pairs of shoes I usually wear to work – one pair I don’t like as much so I wear more often, and a pair that I think are nicer, I wear much less often. The first pair is out in the garage on the shoe rack, the second pair is stored away in a closet. I wore my nicer shoes to work on Thursday. I just put them away tonight. It amazes me how when I pulled them out on Thursday morning the goal was to look a bit nicer for the weekend trip and how when I put them away on Saturday night, every factor is different.
The house is so quiet tonight.
I don’t want to drive to church tomorrow.
Polonius.
There is always a hint of value even in a heap of garbage.
To thine own self be true.
I took the link off my FB profile. Who looks at this anymore? I get a good 3-4 views a day but I can’t figure who the heck would check my blog / remember to check it.
I used to be told that I should write more often. I’ve felt the urge to write again.
Maybe I should write a book. I want to write a book someday. The only issue is no one would buy it after I publish it. So I guess the goal is now to get rich enough and buy every single copy that I publish. Kind of redundant but at least I could then give away all the books for free.
Maybe I’ll start by sitting at Starbucks sometime and writing my testimony. Talked to Warren about baptism recently. I miss him. I need some guidance. I need that mentor. I think writing my testimony will be a good first step, no?
God,
Sooth me in my time of hopelessness, lead me in my time of blindness, forgive me in my time of foolishness.
Make small my worries of this world – my worries of the future, of body image issues, of a career of “fulfillment” defined by worldly measures – make them small. Let me see the worries of my life with the grandness of your story. Let me know that you are our God, the one who made the earth and the stars, the one who knew me before I was on this earth.
Let me know that things will be okay, in ways that I can or cannot imagine, because You are my God. Grant me urgency for your kingdom for I fall quickly into complacency. Let sin not distort my vision as it turns idols to gods in my life. Grant me a vision that sees only your glory, the glory I constantly fail to represent. Be with me in my aimless wandering as I do not know what I do.
Lord, I am not thankful when I ought to be. I cannot even mutter words of praise from my bitter heart so please, please, God, grant me words of prayer. I know not where I am going, where I am to be. Grant me direction and a thankful heart, even when my compass isn’t working. Even when the world feels weighty on my shoulders. I know I don’t pray nearly enough, Lord, forgive me, the sinner. Not only do I come short, I know I come short and yet I do nothing to stop it.
Lord, please, be with me, when no one else is in the room.
Its been brought to my attention my lack of consistency. Its not as easy as not being there at X o’clock when you say you’ll be there at X o’clock, rather its more along the lines of “you’d make it on time, keep your promise, treat it with first priority if it were for person X but not for person Y”.
I’ve realized how important building a good habit of becoming consistent is when you’ve got time because when you don’t have time, when you’re stressed, when things are out of control its when true character shines. When there isn’t time to read a book with a cup of coffee or even do laundry you start to see where habitual consistency kicks in. “Yeah, definitely, I’ll read your essays over for you,” really means yes, I’ll read them over for you by today or tomorrow, in a timely manner. Responses become more accurate – instead of “Yeah, I’ll read them” you respond “Hey, I think that realistically I have time to read two of the five, so could you send me all five and let me know which ones are most important to you?”.
Thanks Tim.
| S | M | T | W | T | F | S |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| « Jan | ||||||
| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |
| 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 |
| 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 |
| 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 |
| 29 | 30 | 31 | ||||
