Choke That Thief Called Dependence (also known as Xanga)
I’ve had a Xanga for a good six years now, but I don’t think I’ve updated it in more than a year. I’m not entirely sure why I believe a WordPress account will be any different, but fresh starts never hurt, right?
I’m a much different person than I was six years ago, as a junior in high school. I’m a much more unique person; I’ve got a solid set of beliefs and morals, I don’t vote straight Republican, I drink coffee now and then, I have my own weird style and fashion and even a little swagger on good days, and more importantly my faith in Christ is far stronger than it was in 2002.
I started my own part-time ministry in mid-2007 after coming face-to-face with the stark reality that our generation is dying around us, while the Church is doing little to nothing, unfortunately. I have many stories I could tell you, the majority of which I won’t ever publish online. After talking the third person out of suicide, however, my view on the world has been changed permanently. I’m not bitter towards God for all this pain, but it’s a daily struggle to learn how to transfer all that pain to His (much broader) shoulders.
I’m at that stage where the kid inside of me is waging wars with the man I’m gradually becoming; I’m certainly not alone, after talking to several newly-wed girls who lovingly/aggravatedly rant about their husbands playing PS2 on the couch.
I’m pretty good at pretending I’m cultured by now. I have yet to purchase an ever-so-trendy Macbook, but I listen to indie rock, read those Christian writers who toe the post-modern line way too much for my parents, and eat at Noah’s Subs across the street. It’s such a difficult task: conforming into that neat little non-conformist mold…
I think this is a good point in life for a fresh start, blog-wise at least. There’s not a real aim here: some of these posts will be deep; some will be exceedingly silly. Hopefully you might get something out of all this babble.
Welcome to my head.
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