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Relationships can be a tricky thing. Not only do we pour our hearts out to someone, but they pour theirs right back. Sometimes we aren’t ready to hear what their heart has to say. Sometimes their heart isn’t ready for what ours has to say either. This can cause a lot of strain both physically and emotionally. Someone can become worried sick because of something that their partner said… or what they didn’t say. Why do we work like this? How can we go from feeling on top of the world one day, to the lowliest worm the next day? This isn’t healthy. Maybe we can find a solution to this pain; a solution to those tricky parts of life that we don’t want to deal with. Maybe there isn’t a solution, but we just have to struggle through them day after day. We continue to struggle, hoping that relief will be found. Who are we kidding? Relief will never be found. A solution will never be discovered. Life will continue to drag on, pulling us along behind it.

Festival Time!

Today my family and I attended the Bear and The Square Festival in Dahlonega, Georgia. Dahlonega is a little town in the northeast corner of the state, and is settled in some beautiful mountains not far from where the Appalachian Trail begins. There was also a major gold strike in Dahlonega in the early 1830’s, which made it America’s first large gold rush. The festival that we attended has nothing to do with the gold. About 15 years ago, an American Black Bear wandered into the town square and climbed a tree. This caused quite a hassle, and it was very difficult to remove the bear. For some reason, they now hold a bluegrass festival in that same town square every year to commemorate the event. I don’t know why they do it, but this festival is definitely a highlight of my year. There is food, crafts, performers, and of course music. If anyone is wanting to experience mountain culture, I highly recommend the Bear and The Square Festival every year in mid-April in Dahlonega, Georgia.

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Life
Love
Forgiveness
Acceptance.
Stripping demons right off my back,
Tryng to leech life off of me,
Get off of me!
And feel my Father's fury oppressor!
One day you'll fell the full blast of his vengance,
Bells above but for now I'll love,
Because I have strength.
He blew courage in my back bone,
Now I'll stand straight and militant.
Lining up in Jehova's battalion,
Knowing you can't challenge Him so we march forward.
Swift as eagles,
Set like talons,
Ready to grip souls from your grasp.
Slick snake in the grass my Lord sees you....and vengance is his.
But for now I retaliate,
Propelled by a holy mandate to heal,
Because I know how bad it hurts.
Full of madness at first,
But now gladness bursts out the seams of obiedience
Because we overflow with the oil of joy,
The ointments of the annointed.
Mending any torn soul,
Healing any broken bone,
He is here.
He was there.
He is peace.
He is faith.

Music and Love

Song is an amazing thing. It can be used for so many different things. Music can stir emotions and calm them, inspire actions and speak against them. I have been listening to some CD’s that a friend of mine gave me and they have changed my life. These two discs are full of passionate music; some soft and some loud. These songs speak of living for God, of treating men as brothers and women as daughters of the King, and of love.

 Love is probably the most interesting topic of songs. You can find songs that speak of love as an act; of finding it in a club one night with a stranger. Songs like that are a dime a dozen. The same goes for songs about false love, where the boy/girl is SO SURE that this is the right person; but this is not the right person and they end up hurt. These are all over the radio. The rarity, the four leaf clover, of music is the song of true love. When I say true love, I don’t mean something that feels right. I mean something that is anointed by God, something that is set in motion by the One who cares for you more than any person could. These songs cut deep. They make you examine your life; they present a ruler to measure your life against.

 Truth is your life won’t measure up. Few, if any, people have lived their entire lives apart from the culture of this world. People aren’t to be blamed for this, they aren’t to be called failures for this, for we live in this world. At EVERY turn in our life we are bombarded with thoughts and ideas that come from this world. These ideas penetrate into our lives and soil them. We will never be perfect. We will never be worthy. We, by ourselves, are horrible little things. We, with our Father, are worthy of it all. We, with our Father’s love covering all our faults and bad decisions, are beautiful children of the King of Kings. Because of His blood, we are made pure and worthy of love.

We are worthy of love. People need to start realizing that. They think that they are loveless or a lost cause. They think that true love is something for fairytales. The truth is that true love exists. It is hard to find, but it is out there. The trick is to wait for it. If you look too hard you will start seeing things. You will imagine you have found that love, but it ends up false like in today’s pop songs. We all have someone out there who is made for us.

I took a break and lost my train of thought. I hate when that happens. Maybe it’ll come back to me later. Let’s hope it does.

School/Summer

Summer is fast approaching, and my plans are coming closer at hand. This would be a great thing, I should be totally excited! I am excited, but a little bit scared. You see, I forgot to fill out the paperwork needed. This effectively turned my laid-back weekend into a hectic scramble in a cloud papers. But right now, I cannot focus on those things. You see, I am at school. School does not allow for other thoughts, other than homework. My really important, super urgent paperwork that decides my summer will wait. Instead, I will study a foreign language and write so many papers I can’t see straight. Thanks homework, I love you too

Studying, Part 2

Everyone thinks that the act of stretching ear lobes and piercing noses is a new fad. Since it has made a recent resurgence, it must be something new. This thought could not be farther from the truth. The stretching of someone’s ear lobes has been practiced since pre-history. Archaeologists have even unearthed mummies of mammoth hunters who feature animal bones in their ears. Probably the most famous example of piercings and stretching comes from our own backyard: America. The Native American tribes of the Americas had long standing traditions with these practices, and maintained them until white culture overwhelmed these peoples. Any early sketches or portraits of Native chiefs and leaders show just how “fashionable” these great men would be in our modern culture.

Studying, Part 1

So I am helping my friend Bronwyn study. I know it sounds crazy, me helping someone study, but it’s true. She is researching Victorian women for her senior seminar paper. Since her normal study space isn’t very quiet, she comes to the library here at North Greenville University to type, brainstorm, and do research. Well, we planned on doing research. Our actual path soon deviated from our planned route and led to colonial America. Usually, we end up discussing the Cherokee and Shawnee Indian tribes and the impact they had with the settlers on the frontier. With both of our heads combined, we come up with some pretty crazy theories.