Wednesday, September 30, 2009

"Narrow is the Road"...

Every day that I go to work, it becomes more apparent to me that in fact - I am a Christian. 

Not that I doubt this a lot, but I have had friends who have doubted their salvation at one point, and some who wonder why they aren't more excited about Jesus, all the time. And I for one, am definitely a person with this fleshly mind, who will do things like... cuss... manipulate... not care about people... gossip... etc. And sometimes when these gross things happen inside and around me, I'll think...  "Small is the gate and narrow is the road"...

But the more I am at work these days, the more that I notice what a FREAK I must look like to other people. 

First off, I am hopeful. I have hope in Christ and everlasting life. And though this past year has been reeally hard for me, I still walk into work with a smile on my face because of the plain and simple fact that I know Jesus. Everyone else... not so much. 

Second, I cry when people die. Thank God for this, because I used to not cry. And sometimes I have to hide my tears because I don't want to be perceived as as "weak". 

Thirdly, I am just plain nice. And I don't mean to say this because I have big ego (because if you know me really well, you know that I am not a saint of niceness), but when my personality is put up against others, I look like a saint. I don't even really have to try. It's so weird. 

I feel blessed to be in this situation, because the fact that the Holy Spirit lives within me, is on show for everyone to see. I pray that God would use me in this situation, for His glory. 

Saturday, September 26, 2009

My Love for Michael Moore

I love Michael Moore, and I don't care what anyone says. He has the guts to take truth, and put it into movies, and then unfortunately, no one does anything about it. All of his movies are excellent, and during this current time, I highly recommend that you watch "Sicko". But his new movie that is coming out, is also of equal performance. 

I have been protesting for months about the people involved in the downfall of the American economy (mostly politicians and big business men). I believe that a lot of them should be in jail for stealing the money and lives of millions of Americans. They wanna make an example with Bernie Madoff and his ponzi scheme?... well what about the huge ponzi scheme that has duped us all?! Madoff took money from people and promised to invest it... and give it back with a profit. Instead he just bought a lot of nice things. Huh... kind of sounds like what the American banks did, and if it wasn't for politicians generous hand of taking all of our money and bailing them OUT, maybe they would have been looked upon like a ponzi scheme. 

Anyway, I want you to read this blurp about Moore's new movie, and then go SEE it in theaters. Very important. 

The time has arrived for, as Time magazine called it, my "magnum opus." I only had a year of Latin when I was in high school, so I'm not quite sure what that means, but I think it's good.
I've spent nearly two years on this new movie, "Capitalism: A Love Story," and have poured my heart and soul into this project. Many early critics and viewers have called it my "best film yet." That's a hard call for me to make as I'm proud of all of my films -- but I will tell you this: What you are about to see in "Capitalism" is going to stun you. It's going to make some of you angry and I believe it's going to give most of you a new sense of hope that we are going to turn the sick and twisted mess made by the last president around. Oh, and you're going to have a good laugh at the expense of all the banking and corporate criminals who've made out like bandits in the past year.
I'm gonna show you the stuff the nightly news will rarely show you. Ever meet a pilot for American Airlines on food stamps because his pay's been cut so low? Ever meet a judge who gets kickbacks for sending innocent kids to a private prison? Ever meet someone from the Wall Street Journal who bluntly states on camera that he doesn't much care for democracy and that capitalism should be our only ruling concern?
You'll meet all these guys in "Capitalism." You'll also meet a whistleblower who, with documents in hand, tells us about the million-dollar-plus sweetheart loans he approved for the head of Senate Banking Committee -- the very committee that was supposed to be regulating his lending institution! You'll hear from a bank regulator why Timothy Geithner has no business being our Treasury Secretary. And you'll learn, from the woman who heads up the congressional commission charged with keeping an eye on the bailout money, how Alan Greenspan & Co. schemed and connived the public into putting up their inflated valued homes as collateral -- thus causing the biggest foreclosure epidemic in our history.
There is now a foreclosure filed in the U.S. once every seven-and-half SECONDS.
None of this is an accident, and I name the names others seem to be afraid to name, the men who have ransacked the pensions of working people and plundered the future of our kids and grandkids. Somehow they thought they were going to get away with this, that we'd believe their Big Lie that this crash was caused by a bunch of low-income people who took out loans they couldn't afford. Much of the mainstream media bought this storyline. No wonder Wall Street thought they could pull this off.
Jeez, I guess they forgot about me and my crew. You'd think we would've made a better impression on these wealthy thieves by now. Guess not.
So here we come! It's all there, up on the silver screen, two hours of a tragicomedy crime story starring a bunch of vampires who just weren't satisfied with simply destroying Flint, Michigan -- they had to try and see if they could take down the whole damn country. So come see this cops and robbers movie! The robbers this time wear suits and ties, and the cops -- well, if you're willing to accept a guy in a ballcap with a high school education as a stand-in until the real deal shows up to haul 'em away, then I humbly request your presence at your local cinema this weekend in New York and Los Angeles (and next Friday, October 2nd, all across America).

Monday, September 21, 2009


I was watching the Emmy's tonight (Tivo), while crying like a baby (I cry over happy things...), and it hit me - Hollywood really is their own community. And as a community, they have a big say in what's cool and not cool in this world. 

This made me even more excited about the adventure that Rock Harbor Church is about to make - planting a church in Hollywood! How cool is that?! Apparently, one of their leaders has has a big heart for Hollywood (working in the business), and he has been meeting with several men (who are also in the business) for a long time now. Well, it has kind of developed into more now... so they are going to do more. 

Planting a church in Hollywood is 1 of the 3 things RH will be focusing on this year. They launched their "2+1" campaign last weekend, and I was really stoked. 

So the the "1" equals a church plant in Hollywood, and the "2" equals a launching of 2 new Rock Harbor campus' - one in South County (Laguna Hills High School to be specific), and the other in Fullerton. 

So this announcement might be just a preface to a big announcement to come later... think: Fullerton... college students... RH campus... maybe I'll move to Fullerton...

Anyway, I have never been more certain that at Rock Harbor is exactly where God wants me to be right now, and I am thankful for that stability and safe haven in my life. 

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Tonight, I needed a Boyfriend.

It's 2:31 am on Sunday the 2oth, and I just want to say that the last 12 hours have been INSANITY. 

It all started around 2pm when I decided to take a drive to my parents house for dinner. I stopped off at Smoothie King to grab a smoothie from Bethany, and then ran into Jordan at Starbucks (which was a nice surprise), and was on the road. Well right around South Coast Plaza, my car started to overheat. I pulled off, and started giving it some water, but it was already full. I thought maybe it was just a fluke thing, and so I started driving again. Sure enough, my car couldn't go on, and I found myself at a PepBoys in Westminster. I called my parents, and I was kinda freaking. I was just sooo frustrated that I had FINALLY PAID OFF MY CAR, and now it was broken. I signed it in to get checked out, and was ready to wait 2 hours. 

My parents have been pressuring me to get a new car because it has been CRAZY borrowing their car on and off, every time mine broke down (which was often). So we decided to walk over to the Toyota dealership across the street. My mom said it was a sign from God. Oh gosh. 

Long story short, I bought a freaking car. My car salesman was named Frank, and well, he was just pretty much exactly like Frank Sanchez, so I knew I was totally going to walk away with something once I met him. Who wouldn't buy a car from Frank Sanchez? My aunt helped tremendously with EVERY aspect of getting a good deal (and we'll just leave it at that). It's a 2008 Toyota Corolla, and it BETTER last me a whole 250,000 miles. 

So I had to say goodbye to the Camaro (still thinking about this makes me really sad actually... soooo many memories. It's like I am really starting a new chapter in my life), and said hello to a blue Corolla. 

Frank "Sanchez"
So I (clean out my old car!) drive it off the lot, and head back to my parents house. I show my dad the car, run in to use the restroom, and come back outside to NO car. My car has been stolen!!!! Okay not really, my neighbor comes over and tells us that he just saw it get towed.

Well, I didn't see it get towed, so I call the police and report it stolen. They come over and tell me its towed. I sit on the phone for about 2 hours fighting with everyone possible (since I just spent every dime I had on a NEW CAR!). In the end, it costs $300 to get the car out, and I basically owe my aunt my LIFE. Great. 

I FINALLY get home, and I am just trying to comprehend what the HECK has just happened to my life. I do this while calling Nordic so they don't tow my car, because now I don't have a sticker to park in my complex. I get the guest pass, and I start walking up to my house. Well what do I see---- My screen is broken and halfway off, and the window is open. MY HOUSE HAS BEEN ROBBED!!! Okay, again, I don't know that for sure, but I am freaking. I run away into the middle of the street and try calling my roommates to see if maybe they did it. 

No one answers. 

I call police... for the second time tonight. 

The police officer comes, and he is checking things out, and says he needs to call for backup. Awesome. So all of a sudden I have 3 cops at my door trying to strategically plan out what their next step is. 

Lindsay finally picks up the phone, and I tell her what's happening. The cops tell me to tell her, that she needs to come downstairs and open the door herself, because they "don't know what's in there, and they have their guns drawn". 


and is it really necessary?

Lindsay opens the door, and they inspect the house, and come to the conclusion that whatever happened, happened inside. So then I had to stand there and watch them come up with scenario's of our other roomie (who has been out of town), and/or friends, who "got hot in the house, tried opening the window, and broke it... got scared we would be mad, so they didn't tell us." 

I was not amused. 

This seemed IMPOSSIBLE to me, since I am already completely paranoid about that window, and I look at it every night when I get home. PLUS, the ONLY person who it opens it is my roomie Holli, and she has been gone in San Fran. So what the heck?

Then they assured us that no one would try to break into "these condo's", and that unless someone is "hiding under our beds (laugh), no one is in there."

**shakes her head at OC Sheriffs**

All in all, today has been quite a day, and I am happy to report that it is done and over. I am sooo excited to go to church today at Rock Harbor, and I really can't wait to see what God has in store for them... us. Yay! 

Through all of this today, I just kept telling myself - "God is on the throne... He's on the throne". That's all that really matters anyway. 


Thursday, September 17, 2009

The Never Ending "General Ed".

Do we ever really get away from "General Ed"? 

Today I went to Fuller (with my mom!) and I mapped out this years plan for my class schedule with my academic advisor. As I was doing so, I couldn't help but notice the fact that I felt limited... once again... with the classes I get. Now, don't get me wrong, I am getting my MDiv because I LOVE all the core classes I have to take, but I also loooove the electives offered. I get SIX electives. I have 120 units of "must have" courses, and 24 units electives. 


It seems so cruel! And my advisor reeeally didn't feel my pain. She's also completely unrealistic - "Sooo, theeeen, you'll just take 12 units of Greek over the summer". Ummm, okay, do you have $4000 to do that? Ya, ya, I have to take Greek again... I wasn't even going to try and test out. 

Good news? Oh ya, there is good news. Oooooober stoked about the upcoming classes during the next three quarters!

Fall 2009
New Testament 1: Gospels
Early Church History
Move my life
Etc. Etc. 
New Years

Winter 2010 (ah!)
(Blah to Best)
Medieval and Reformation Theology (yikes)
The Art of Evangelism (My prof's last name is "Peace" by the way)...
and finally... ahhh! I am excited:
Globalization, the Poor, and Christian Mission (With a "World Vision" VP!!!)
New home
etc. etc. 

>>>>>>Spring Break in (Cancun) with Jacque and Erin?<<<<<

Spring 2010
Kidding about Cancun
New Testament 2: Acts - Revelation (did I already take these?...)
Mission Churches and Leadership (saweeet)
Christian Ethics (saweeeter)
etc.. etc.. 

Find a church internship (did I already do this??), for THREE quarters, 10 hours a week, for the next year. Meet a man, fall in love (this time, he falls in love with me as well), get married on 11-11-11, check. 

Wednesday, September 16, 2009


I have been watching this show called, "Intervention", on (A&E) lately, and it has reeeally opened my eyes. The show is about people who are struggling with an addiction to something - drugs, alcohol, shopping etc., but most of the stories are on people with drug addictions. 

To be honest, I always kind of judged people who would come into the hospital as an obvious drug addict. Now I just feel incredibly guilty for doing so. First off, I just shouldn't do that, but second, getting an inside view of their life really gives you a heart for them. In one case in particular, one girl becomes addicted because she was raped, and then injected with heroin. So in reality, it wasn't even really her fault that she became addicted. 

There was also a girl who expressed that she became addicted to drugs and sexually active when she was in 8th grade! That's for all you people out there who might think Junior High ministry is a waste of time. 

In the end, all of these people are surrounded by people who really love them, and so they stage an intervention. I haven't seen anyone reject an intervention yet, but some of the people do drop out quickly after admitting themselves. 

All in all, I will really think twice next time I see an addict come into the hospital. I really can't relate with them, because I have never been heavily addicted to drugs or alcohol, but at least I will understand a little bit of where they are coming from, and I will definitely remember that this is someone's son/daughter... brother/sister... friend/loved one. 

To check out the show "Intervention", click here

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Oh, politicians... you make me laugh.

Many decisions about my life are coming my way, but one thing that I can depend on is a good laugh from 11pm - Midnight, Monday through Thursday.

Here's a couple of excerpts, that will hopefully get you to just shake your head at all politicians.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

How Would You Like to Live Forever?

While at work this week, I watched a few people die due to cancer. I was more involved with one patient, than the others, and I was really affected by it. This woman who died was a mother, cousin, sister, aunt, and friend. She was in her 50's, and her youngest child was 18 years old. Her body was literally ravaged by cancer, as she wasn't able to see a doctor until it was way.too.late. I watched, and waited, as the medications kept her alive. She was breathing on her own, and was awake and somewhat orientated. The doctors kept her alive so that her family could be with her when she died, but she was all alone for many hours. The Death Cab song lyrics kept ringing through my ears...

"So who's gunna watch you die...."

Her children finally came, and the nurses withdrew the medicines. Though she was on pain medications, her death was still painful, as I literally heard the cries from her mouth. And then...


it was over. 

All I could hear were the cries of her children, and all I could see was her family trying to have one.last.moment. with her. I started thinking about it (which is never fun), and I started to think about how it feels to walk away from someone you love with EVERYTHING IN YOU, just to never see them again. When I think about losing a parent, my insides literally feel like they are going to explode. 

I would like to call death, "final"... but the word "final" 
can't ever do justice to what death really is. 

Death is the worst thing to ever happen to human kind, and I have to watch it all.the.time. 


You might feel bad for me, but I consider myself blessed because of this. My eyes have seen things that you wouldn't even believe, as I watch sickness take over physical bodies, and sit within feet of where souls are leaving their bodies. 

BECAUSE I see death so much, it only makes me appreciate more the fact that JESUS CHRIST HAS DOMINATED IT. Jesus Christ has LITERALLY SAID, "I tell you the truth, if anyone keeps my word, he will never see death (John 8:51)", and Paul tells us that Jesus Christ has literally, "destroyed death, and has brought life and immorality to light through the gospel (2 Tim 1:9-11)."

I was in church a couple weeks ago, and we were studying 1 Corinthians 15. I was so overwhelmed by hearing about the promises we have through the Lord Jesus Christ. I really encourage everyone to read the following passages (especially if you don't often read the Bible, please just read it...), but if you do not want too, you can skip down to my summary below. 


But if it is preached that Christ has been raised from the dead, how can some of you say that there is no resurrection of the dead? If there is no resurrection of the dead, then not even Christ has been raised. And if Christ has not been raised, our preaching is useless and so is your faith....

For if the dead are not raised, then Christ has not been raised either. And if Christ has not been raised, your faith is futile; you are still in your sins. Then those also who have fallen asleep in Christ are lost. If only for this life we have hope in Christ, we are to be pitied more than all men...

But someone may ask, "How are the dead raised? With what kind of body will they come?" How foolish! What you sow does not come to life unless it dies. When you sow, you do not plant the body that will be, but just a seed, perhaps of wheat or of something else. But God gives it a body as he has determined, and to each kind of seed he gives its own body. All flesh is not the same: Men have one kind of flesh, animals have another, birds another and fish another. There are also heavenly bodies and there are earthly bodies; but the splendor of the heavenly bodies is one kind, and the splendor of the earthly bodies is another. The sun has one kind of splendor, the moon another and the stars another; and star differs from star in splendor.

So will it be with the resurrection of the dead. The body that is sown is perishable, it is raised imperishable; it is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory; it is sown in weakness, it is raised in power; it is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body.

If there is a natural body, there is also a spiritual body. So it is written: "The first man Adam became a living being"; the last Adam, a life-giving spirit. The spiritual did not come first, but the natural, and after that the spiritual. The first man was of the dust of the earth, the second man from heaven. As was the earthly man, so are those who are of the earth; and as is the man from heaven, so also are those who are of heaven. And just as we have borne the likeness of the earthly man, so shall we bear the likeness of the man from heaven.

I declare to you, brothers, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: 

"Death has been swallowed up in victory." 

"Where, O death, is your victory?

Where, O death, is your sting?

"The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. 

But thanks be to God! 
He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.


God promises us immortality through belief in Jesus Christ. THIS IS NOT A CRUTCH of any kind. I do not believe in Christ because I am scared to die. I believe because it seems SO black and white to me. For one thing, everything that the Bible says this world and this life is, is the way it is >>>>>>>

>>>>Our bodies are perishable and weak, like it says above. Our bodies are fragile, and we will all experience death. Last time I checked, this was true. So wouldn't it be reasonable to at least consider the thought that the Bible might be correct about what happens after death? 

Jesus gets a bad wrap.

Some people believe that you have to do a whole bunch of stuff to be able to obtain this everlasting life, but it's just not true. All you have to do is believe. 

One day I read this verse, and God saved me. 

That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. 
For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, 
and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved.
 As the Scripture says, "Anyone who trusts in him will never be put to shame."
For there is no difference between Jew and Gentile—
the same Lord is Lord of all and richly blesses all who call on him, for,
 "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved (Romans 10)."

Won't you let Him, save you?

Tuesday, September 8, 2009


"Dear Carrie,

Congratulations! On behalf of the Admissions Committee at Fuller Theological Seminary it is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted in the Master of Divinity program in the School of Theology beginning with the Fall 2009 quarter."

Woo hoo! I was admitted to Fuller!! I am reeeally stoked about being accepted to Fuller to pursue my MDiv. I didn't tell that many people, but once I really got back into the healthcare field, I just knew that God was still calling me into a different aspect of it - Chaplaincy. 

Fuller has an amazing Chaplaincy track, and they also offer me the opportunity to emphasize in international relations (peace and conflict studies). These two things were a huge factor for me. I also hope that this degree will provide an opportunity to work within Residence Life at a Christian University eventually. It is still a huge dream of mine to be a Resident Director, and minister to college students, and that desire is just welling up inside of me!   

A little tour of Fuller... really, little...

The last photo is of the prayer area... so serene and wonderful. :) So yep, that's my life. More info to come as it rolls in - ie. When I will begin, when I will be moving to Pasadena, etc. Yay!

Sunday, September 6, 2009

"Give a Damn" Founders Survive a Fatal Plane Crash

I first met Dan Parris during my first year at Biola University in a Social Justice Ministry Meeting. He was ridiculously passionate about integrating film with causes for justice, and I knew right away that God would take him on an adventure. Dan took all of his passion, and began to develop a documentary idea that formed into what is now known as, "Give a Damn". 
Dan (left) and Rob (right)

"Give A Damn? is about an idealist activist who convinces one of his best friends, who doesn't give a damn about the poor, to go to Africa and live on a dollar a day."

Almost half of the world's population lives in desperate poverty...Is this our problem?

Give A Damn? is a feature length documentary about the two opposing views towards poverty, seen especially in the Western World. One says "It is everyone's job to do something!" and the other says "Why should I Give A Damn?" Overall, the goal is to make an entertaining, yet compelling film that will reach Americans with a challenge to make caring for the poor a part of their future. Primarily, the film will challenge youth who typically avoid addressing this difficult subject. Hopefully this film will spark a movement that tackles what we believe to be one of the most important issues facing this generation. This film will spark a movement that tackles what we believe to be the most important issue facing this generation."

**Interesting Side Note** - Dan, is the one who cares about the poor, and is a Christian. While Rob, his friend who doesn't care about the poor, is an atheist. 

Dan and friends, worked very hard to raise money, and prepare for this trip to see poverty with their own eyes. As a member of the board of directors for "Rock for Justice", the "Give a Damn" cause was very close to my heart, and I couldn't wait to see what kind of results Dan's team brought back. The adventure began on July 5th, 2009, and was tragically interrupted on August 1st, 2009. 

On their second full day in Nairobi, August 1, 2009, the film crew charters a flight with pilot Frank Toews and flight mechanic Ryan Williams of African Inland Mission Air to gain areal footage of Africa’s largest slum, Kibera. The small Cessna 206 plane had room for only two passengers, and for some unclear reason skilled areal photographer Tim Peterka thought he should stay on the ground that day. Brother David agreed; Lehr should get the areal experience. Lehr, the film’s antagonist, vividly recounts the flight and its crash landing via blog and audio. On the return to Wilson Airport, the plane flew low with no engine hum, struck an electrical pole or wire before spinning to smash into a four story apartment building, flipping to crash upside down. Lehr walked away from the wreckage toward the crowd, stopped and returned to the mangled plane in flames. His actions literally set him afire freeing Parris and returning to free Williams before a few brave Kenyans pulled both to safety as the plane exploded. Police confiscated the rolling camera in Lehr’s hands. Lehr and Parris were rushed to the hospital in a different car from the one transporting Williams. Neither Lehr nor Parris knew the fate of Toews or Williams. Toews died on the plane’s impact. The cause of the crash remains unknown.

The three survivors were transported to the hospital by fast acting bystanders as Lehr posted an update from his mobile phone to social media site Twitter. On arrival Lehr again used his phone to film Parris, who provided additional audio a few hours later. Within hours of the event Lehr’s Nairobi TV debut outside the hospital, containing footage of the crash captured by a bystander’s cell phone and wreckage photos, posts to YouTube. By Parris’s side, Lehr recuperated in the hospital for five days, sustaining cuts, burns, and trauma as the only conscious member of the crash. At first the extent of Parris’s injuries remained uncertain, tests soon revealed fractures in his collar bone and third lumbar as well as a highly bruised and pain filled GI system. Parris ventured out of the hospital on August 13, 2009. Ryan Williams, flight mechanic, fought for his life in a Nairobi hospital with broken bones and extensive burns. Shortly after being medivacd to a burn center in South Africa, Williams succumbed to his injuries on August 7, 2009.

Both Toews and Williams were missionary pilots living with their families in Nairobi, Kenya. African Inland Mission Air (AIM Air), the organization both worked for, is a Christian missionary aviation organization providing air transportation for missionaries, church workers, and Christian relief and development agencies in East and Central Africa based in Nairobi, Kenya. Mission Safety International and the Kenyan Aviation Authorities are investigating the accident. To aid in the investigation AIM AIR suspended flight operations.

Dan and Rob are both home now, and seem to be doing as well as can be expected. You can stay updated through the "Give a Damn" blog, and I will also be posting any announcements as well. 

As for Frank and Ryan's families, they are devastated (of course), but have AMAZED me as they have trusted in the Lord. Ryan's wife has a blog, and it is absolutely an AMAZING thing to read. You can click here to see it, or come back to my blog anytime and find it under the "Inspirational People who Blog" heading. 

Please continue to keep all who were involved in prayer. 

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Evangelism 101

"I don't know how to say this, I don't know how to stand, 
I don't know where to put my feet, or where to put my hands.
I've got them in my pockets, my fingers are freezing cold, 
they're wrapped around a ticket stub that's four weeks old, 
and I don't know how to say this...

I think we've figured out this world is bigger than you and I. 
We've exhausted our wealth of knowledge 
and have no more answers for mankind. . 
 We've had every conversation in the world about what is right 
and what has all gone bad, 
but have I mentioned to you that this is all I am, 
this is all that I have. . 

I'm not trying to judge you. 
That's not my job. 
I am just a seeker too, in search of God. . 
Somewhere somehow this subject became taboo. 
I have no other way to communicate to you. 

This is all that I am. 
This is all that I have...

I would like to share with you what makes me complete.
 I don't claim to have found the Truth, but I know it has found me...
the only thing that isn't meaningless to me is Jesus Christ 
and and way he set me free. 

This is all that I have. 

This is all that I am."

Sara Groves

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Final point of my last post...

Though David was wrong in some of the things that he did, God wouldn't have called him a "man after God's heart" for nothing. That's the key to this Christian life - Going after God's own heart. And when we are in times of trials, turbulence, and confusion, it doesn't mean that our hearts aren't still going after God, it will only look a little different. And in times of happiness, joy, and satisfaction, it will look different. And I don't believe that one looks better than the other... just.different.