Stark Raving Christian

I’m going to see him play on Sunday!

As in the day after tomorrow!

I’m so excited!

He’s a bit of a piano-magician.

On my deck last night, there was a visitor that was not from the Lord. I stopped mid conversation with my friend, turned to it and called it out. I rejected it, sending it from this place. I warned it that I will come at it in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the Armies of Israel whom he had defied by trespassing in this place we had consecrated to the Lord and that I will crush it like a bug and leave it’s rotting remains in hell until the day of judgment when he will be destroyed.

It left.

And followed my friend home. My friend’s not a full blown warrior, yet. He has his own giftings, slowly coming to fruition. But he felt it and he didn’t know what to do. So he texted me… and I didn’t check my phone. So he prayed. He prayed like I’d prayed, he used my words, he called upon God’s strength, as I had done, and banished it.

I’m so happy that he is learning, and growing! And I am extremely honored that he is learning from me, that I’m being emulated in my walk. Not for my sake, but for the sake of Christ, whom I serve. Because it is such a compliment that my walk is so obvious, so strong, that the way I pray is so effective that someone would want to try it, and that it would work for them too. They’re learning to honor God by watching me honor God.

I can’t explain it. I’m not being vain or anything I’m just.. happy for the person, and for the work God has done in me and is doing in them and still doing in me. I feel like I’m getting somewhere with God and that’s just awesome.

thegreatdanryan:

1. I wish you were stronger. Stronger in the sense where you knew who you were and were brave enough to be yourself.

I really wish you could see me for who I am, and what i stand for. Not your automatic assumptions of how i live my life. I really wish you knew what I treasure most in my life and what is most important to me. I wish you knew my heart and how each strand of it was created in order to sing God’s glory. How every hard challenge i have faced has tested how i live so that i can stand strong and praise God and show everyone the strength he has given me. I wish you could see there is so much more to myself than just what i feel like i want and what i feel will satisfy me, and i really wish you could know how finally satisfied I am. I am who im meant to be, every breathe that comes out of my lungs is a gift from God, in which i try my hardest not to take advantage of. How He has gifted me with knowledge and the ability to show affection, that i can touch, see, hear, and taste. How he has bought each of those enjoyments by dying on the cross for me, so that i can see Him and hear Him and Praise Him with my mouth. He has bought all of that as a gift for me so that i may live in order to praise Him and everything He is worth, not myself, not attractive people, not material possessions, not in order for me to waste my body with drugs or alcohol, and not for me to be able to feel sexually satisfied. I am most satisfied when I am with Him. I really wish you could understand that and fully take it in what it means. I really wish you could actually see how strong I am, and how i know who I am and what I am meant to do and how much courage i do have. But what i really wish most is that you would be able read this and live by it too, i live for something more than just being satisfied in myself, i live for a savior who has bought my life by dying on a cross so that i can live with him and enjoy him forever.

Hallelujah! What a guy ;-)

I want to do the ‘he gets it’ dance.

Y’all know the one ;-)

Bless ya to the max, Dan, bless ya to the max!

did y’all see the Watcher?

James Spader plays this hardened burned out FBI agent back from retirement to catch a killer (cliche much? anyway) and he’s got like a heap of track marks on his stomach and it’s all bruised and swollen.

Anyway, My stomach officially looks like I’m a druggie a la James Spader.

Nine injections in a five days. Blah.

You don’t know me

Not until you’ve seen the sky

The way I see the sky

The endless blue

The turbulent gray

The beauty, majesty, power

The face of God

You don’t know me

Not until you’ve seen dew drops

The way I see dew drops

The mystical treat

The magic distilled

The graceful, poetic, moment

The art of God

You don’t know me

Not until you’ve foolishly danced

The way I dance like a fool

The crazy arms

The silent music

The full, the free, the life

The love of God.

You don’t know me

Until you’ve seen my sky

Until you’ve seen my dew

Until you’ve danced my dance

You don’t know me

So why do I think you do?

I’m having a super-negative and depressed day.

So I’m looking for positive things to make me smile.

One of them is that I had an awesome time with my brother Dave on my deck last night just talking and chilling and dreaming big for God. And I felt safe and secure and it was because I knew he was there for me. And that’s super rare in my life.

To all the beautiful amazing wonderful people who prayed for me yesterday!

I woke up this morning pain-free for the first time in about two months. And my kidney related pain is gone so far too. I’m still twitching a little but it doesn’t hurt.

So thankyou so much for encouraging me to stop wallowing (especially straybeauty) for forcing me to find my inner warrior again and to claim that I’m not going to stand for this. And thank you all for standing with me.

And I’d ask you to go back to God again and just give him a thanks and I reckon we can go one better, don’t you?

No twitching?

Medical miracle?

It’s all God!

straybeauty:

starkravingchristian:

straybeauty:

starkravingchristian:

Sorry my last post was so cryptic.

I was born with a duplex kidney and have lived with the relatively minor pain of it my entire life.

And now I have a fatigue-related condition caused by a complete nutrient deficiency — basically my body is not accepting vitamins in the normal way. This causes muscle spasms that can range from minor (a twitch in my leg) to severe (in hospital having full body muscle spasms). Whether small or large they cause pain. Usually a lot.

I’m doing everything my doctor asks of me, no caffiene, cutting back sugar bla bla bla taking ten pills every morning and my body has basically rejected the treatment.

I’ve been bad with the spasms for a fortnight, and they all but went away… and now they’re back because the meds aren’t working.

I can’t take too much more of my body fighting me like this, is the point. It hurts and I’m going to stop fighting it and just let it win, just get sick, just stay sick soon. I don’t want to, but I’m running out of fight. Me, the self-proclaimed Warrior Princess of the Most High King can’t hack it.

I just want it to be over.

Sarai, there are many things that I could say to you right now but I suspect nothing will mean more to you than knowing that I’ll be praying for you.

Thankyou

And I won’t just be praying that God will keep you strong, but I’ll be praying for God to heal you, set you free from it. I hope you believe in miracles. :)

I believe in miracles. But I also believe that it is not a miracle for God to keep his word.

His word is that if we ask in his name with true faith it will be done

If I have the faith to be healed, I shall be healed.

He knows the plans he has for me - and they are good.

But if this is not the will of God for me to be this way, to feel this way. If this is not some cosmic lesson then it has no place in my life and I WILL NOT stand to be bound by anything, for I am free in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ whose blood was spilt on Calvary.

And there’s the Warrior Princess in me ;-)

straybeauty:

starkravingchristian:

Sorry my last post was so cryptic.

I was born with a duplex kidney and have lived with the relatively minor pain of it my entire life.

And now I have a fatigue-related condition caused by a complete nutrient deficiency — basically my body is not accepting vitamins in the normal way. This causes muscle spasms that can range from minor (a twitch in my leg) to severe (in hospital having full body muscle spasms). Whether small or large they cause pain. Usually a lot.

I’m doing everything my doctor asks of me, no caffiene, cutting back sugar bla bla bla taking ten pills every morning and my body has basically rejected the treatment.

I’ve been bad with the spasms for a fortnight, and they all but went away… and now they’re back because the meds aren’t working.

I can’t take too much more of my body fighting me like this, is the point. It hurts and I’m going to stop fighting it and just let it win, just get sick, just stay sick soon. I don’t want to, but I’m running out of fight. Me, the self-proclaimed Warrior Princess of the Most High King can’t hack it.

I just want it to be over.

Sarai, there are many things that I could say to you right now but I suspect nothing will mean more to you than knowing that I’ll be praying for you.

Thankyou

Sorry my last post was so cryptic.

I was born with a duplex kidney and have lived with the relatively minor pain of it my entire life.

And now I have a fatigue-related condition caused by a complete nutrient deficiency — basically my body is not accepting vitamins in the normal way. This causes muscle spasms that can range from minor (a twitch in my leg) to severe (in hospital having full body muscle spasms). Whether small or large they cause pain. Usually a lot.

I’m doing everything my doctor asks of me, no caffiene, cutting back sugar bla bla bla taking ten pills every morning and my body has basically rejected the treatment.

I’ve been bad with the spasms for a fortnight, and they all but went away… and now they’re back because the meds aren’t working.

I can’t take too much more of my body fighting me like this, is the point. It hurts and I’m going to stop fighting it and just let it win, just get sick, just stay sick soon. I don’t want to, but I’m running out of fight. Me, the self-proclaimed Warrior Princess of the Most High King can’t hack it.

I just want it to be over.

setlists:

I can listen for hours but I never know how to respond.

Mostly the listening is enough. ;-)

autumnfringes:

People marvel at my happiness but it’s not because of anything that I am or have done for I am not the one whose heart is the absolute source and inspiration for joy. I find my smiles through the satisfaction that I find in Christ who is the author of joy. I am told that I play the piano well but I am not the one who intricately crafted my fingers so that they’d make music. I am not the one who gave me an ear for beautiful sounds; who gave me a love for an instrument of black and white.

I am who I am because of Christ. I breathe, speak, walk, laugh because of Christ. I appreciate the beauty of a sunset, the sound of a thunderstorm, the smell of an open field because of God. All I am I lay down because I am not my own. I am a tool, a messenger, a servant. I strive to use the gifts God has blessed me with for His glory; I will give back what He has given me. Without the grace of God, these characteristics that you see wouldn’t exist. Without the Cross I would not exist.

Felicia, you are utterly beautiful.

Because you love Jesus, and you live that love daily.

You are amazing.

Thank you so much for letting God use you to be the light that you are.

peacenotwar:

We are all sinners. There is one Saviour God. His name is Jesus Christ. Every single person on Earth needs to be told, in a loving way by Christians, that they are in fact sinners and as such deserve the eternal conscious torment of hell. But God in his love came into his own creation in the man Jesus Christ lived without sin died in our place for the punishment of our sin and rose for our salvation.

Don’t be surprised if people hate you, despise you, judge you and persecute you for it. Jesus promised that would happen.

the point is to tryto live a God honoring life. To try not to do the things that grieve his spirit, try not to sin. And to just love Jesus with all your heart.

For the first time, I’m kind of scared that they can’t fix this.

And I’m just about ready to give up and stop fighting.

How long does everyone expect me to live with this pain?

I’ve done 21 years with one sort, and now this? This that is worse and might last longer?

screamfromrooftops:

i. can’t. breathe. ksdglksdgfsg

Youtube - Community Channel … I think it’s called the ‘Spider slide’ can’t remember. Will make you laugh.

Renew in me a passion for you

Breathe on the coals of my heart

Let the fire burn

Thank you so much for letting them invent coca cola in a can.

I’m not normally a big coke fan but it worked, praise you, it worked.

Spasms stopped. It still feels sore but it’s okay. Because right now is okay.

Thank you thank you thank you.

It freaking hurts

it hurts so bad

I’m muscle spasming again

Badly

it was getting better.

And I can’t… I think I”m going to cry.

I honestly really truly do no know how much more of this I can take.

And if anyone quotes a bible verse at me I’m going to hit them.

I know the scriptures. But it hurts and I need some Jesus with skin on.

Sometimes when I’m bored or depressed I go and ready Agony Aunt blogs and laugh at the people who write in.

My favorites is the ask bossy blog on news.com.au because they’re always seem like such fruitcakes. And I go: do people really think like that?

It keeps tell me I have unread posts and I don’t.

I always get ever so disappointed when I discover that I don’t.

sheisl0ved:

“I think that she should have burst out ‘life without him isn’t worth living’ and then dive into the ocean and it should turn into a musical with some sort of ballad.”

I totally agree with him too. =) lol

edit: …or something like that…he’s trying to correct the quote…but you know…I’m not really listening…ily.

NoOOOooo! Then again, she was pretty pathetic… but srsly… should have stayed arugying instead of being all meek and pathetic and then letting him go…

sheisl0ved:

you know…the never let go one? yeah…I still think to myself “that dumb broad let go…”

I’m just saying. lol

If it were me and my ‘love’ during that scene, we would have had a massive argument about how there was no way on Good God’s Green Earth I was letting him sacrifice himself for me, I do NOT want that kind of responsibility and weight hanging over me. No way. You live. Go do it for both of us. And he’d snipe at me and tell me to just get on the freaking piece of wood. And I’d say no YOU get on the piece of wood. And he’d say I’m trying to be courageous and loving. And I’d say well honey we’re BOTH gonna die unless you get on the damn piece of wood.

Of course, we’d argue the point until we both froze to death.

will-r:

So Today I was in a coffee shop kinda place. There were 3 girls, and a guy in there. One of those girls being the employee. The employee says to me: “Hey you see that girl -points to a girl-. She’s like down with anything and she wants anything.” Me: “Okay. Thats nice.” “She’d like, really like it if you were to go up and kiss her”. “No.” “I dare you to go up and see how deep you can get your tongue down her throat”. “No! Thats not love.” Other girl: “Go ask her out, I’m sure she’ll say yes.” Me: “No, I don’t even know anything about her.” Guy: “Thats why you’d go out with her.” Me: “No, I want a real relationship.”

Now, I never would’ve gone up and shoved my tongue down her throat, or asked her out. But it felt good to say what I believed, and to stay strong without a seconds temptation, without a moments doubt, I knew what to say and said what I meant. I didn’t even feel an major attraction to either of the customer girls in there, both of whom were rather pretty and an old Will maybe would’ve.

Other then that, remember when I mentioned a “numbness” for bad words? Like when you just don’t even notice cursing or harsh words? Well… This past day or two, I have. They’ve stuck out like a needle in my finger. =)

This weekend, it changed me SO much. It was amazing.

I’m so encouraged by this!

I love seeing people desensitise themselves, to go back to being kind of shocked about the world, and above all, I adore people having the courage of their convictions. It is a rare and special thing.

sheisl0ved:

— Audrey Hepburn

will-r:

(via livingloud)

Romans 12:2 =D

Makes me happy

projectglockenspiel:

mixedupmemory:

It seems pretty interesting, and I’m curious I guess.

My fact is that I cannot roll my “R’s”

I didn’t say a single word in school until the 5th grade.

My biggest secret is that I’m scared of flushing toilets.

The longer I spend at work, the more horrible crimes I imagine myself commiting. It’s good I’m only here a week longer. I’m on the verge of becoming the Zodiac Killer. Or an organ harvester.

loveispatient:

Like when I don’t take my pain medicine because part of me thinks I deserve the pain.

totally twisted sistah

yourbeloved:

I am so thankful you ditched me tonight. I would have much rather spent my night like this. Perfect.

I have nights like this. And then they got stolen away by someone else. And then the person who did the initial ditching bitches at me.

If I were going to paint a family portrait, of who we were before, I’d paint our eyes like windows, and our mouths like doors.

I’d paint mother’s eyes dimly, clear glass with smoke behind, a locked door with her mouth inside.

I’d paint the eyes of my father, hidden now with blinds, heavy drapes to forbid, and a door left open wide.

I’d paint my sister’s stable door, half open and half closed, her eyes shining glass, shattered now with pride.

I’d paint my windows empty, no glass to be found, and my door, ivy covered, not gone but no sight, no sound.

Now we’re all different, it’s true and then it’s not. They’re the same perhaps, but then again I’m not.

My glass is clear and true, reinforced now and again, my door is open, inviting, painted with truth and love.

I wish for them the same, the secrets I now have. I’d whispered them so sweetly, if they’d only hear.

(via peacenotwar)

I would tend to disagree. I think that in the instance of becoming a Republic that my opinion may change but I believe that the Geneva Convention and the Constitution, when upheld diligently are suitable and enough. The further you try to legislate something, the more difficult it is to maintain, and more people are going to get it wrong, and more people are going to manipulate it to suit their purposes. I know the point of a bill of rights is to ensure that this does not happen, but personally, I feel that the longer we can avoid having one, the better not only the minorities but the general public will be.

peacenotwar:

Haha. She didn’t believe the person who pointed out her mistake.

Ah the high quality education system…

I spent a term in high school trying to convince my, ironically, legal studies teacher that we only spell colour without the ‘u’ if we’re American.

peacenotwar:

enochtsui:

(via fuckyeahfacts)

i yawned reading this.

I’m a minority.

I got up at 6AM this morning to go swimming. In winter. In Tasmania. Yes the pool was heated.

Froze my ass off getting there though.

Crap I’m tired.

And despite sweet-smelling body wash and a caramel hair mask and half an hour in a steaming hot shower — far longer than usual — I still smell vaguely of chlorine.

Of course I had fun ;-)

umm:

I workout because my dream has always been to be Superman.

Wow it sounds even worse typing it. Well, I’ve always been obsessed with Superman, I have this idea that if I was Superman, I could save the world. And that’s what I want to do. André can attest that I like to climb and jump off of heights that others would deem unnecessary and just plain stupid.

But I don’t know. I have this idea that if I can push myself to these crazy limits, then one day when somebody needs my help I can say,”Heck yes I can scale the side of that building, I’ve done stuff like that plenty of times.” I workout, because I want to be as strong as Superman. As childish (and impposible) as it sounds, I want his strength. I want to be able to lift a car off of a woman’s legs, I want to be able to lift cement off of trapped persons, I want to be able to fight criminals double my height.

My main point is, I’ve never really worked out because I think I look ‘hot’ or more attractive. I just want to help people; I know I’m good with helping people with emotional/relational issues, but if it ever came to a physical obstacle I fear I wouldn’t be able to help.

Honestly my favorite part of working out is when I’m done and I can look at myself in the mirror and think,“I’m one step closer to being just like Superman.”

Is everyone following this guy? Please say yes. And if not, you should.

Because this is precisely the reason I think I could be a little in love with him… even if he did pick a DC character as his goal.