So who reads my blog anyway?

The fog blew over the misty mountains, over green pastures, and over dark forests. The trees turned and swayed under the gusts, and the sound of the whispering breeze could be heard all around the world. The cold brooks of the lakes slowly rippled outward from the winds, the rivers rushed up against the rocks, and the word was buzzing all around. The light of the sun rose over the peaks of the white blanketed summits. The slow earth churned under the new day, the life breathing through the trees, creating a hope.
As the world slowly rose for the new day, a boy slowly awoke upon a dirt road. Carefully he picked up his head, and opened his eyes, rubbing them as they adjusted to the light. He shook with the new day and the changing earth, yawning and opening his watery blue eyes. He picked himself off of the dirty road, and staggered up onto his feet. He patted the dirt off of his hands and then all of a sudden it hit him. He had no idea where he was.
The road was very plain; just dirt about ten feet across, that stretched out and disappeared. It wasn’t the road itself that caught the attention of Mark though; it was the scenery that was on either side of it. From what he could see, it was untamed wilderness. On one side there was grassland, with wheat-like tails sticking up five feet off of the ground. On the other there was brush and trees leading into some kind of great forest. Starring deep into the forest about ten feet in, all of the light turned to darkness. From what he could discern the only thing to do was walk. He started to head north, and he would find his way back home, if it was one of the only things he could do.

P.S
so this was the begining of outstreched. It is alright, It needs a lot of work I know. I hope you like it. Anyways Je t'aime mon ami. goodnight.

-David.

so im having some trouble

but ill keep going, I wont let go, and I wont back down. No matter how hard the push is, I will get back up and stand there waiting. Just waiting for the acceptance.

love,
David.

Testify...

What is my testimony... my journey in life, my journey to christ? I guess it would all start in the begining. I was born into a family that wasn't ever really complete, I talked to my mom about it and she told me how scared she was when it became apparent that I was going to be born. She was Catholic, born and raised irish-catholic. when she found that she was pregnant she decided to marry my father. Well My dad was never ready to be a dad, He still isn't ready to be a dad, but I forgive him for that - he does try, really, he just isn't ready maturity wise and he's about 57 now. So that being said, when I was born it was into a pretty shakey family as it was. My mom, dad, sister, and me. Well as it went along, I was raised Catholic - like the rest of my family still is. I kind of grew up never really feeling confident in myself, I was always the one who wasn't as smart as my sister, I couldn't focus - apparently all I ever wanted to do was play. I used to have a lot of friends who went to church with me, but the thing was In my family we never really talked about god. Morning, noon, night whenever we never ever talked about god. He just wasn't a part of our lives. Slowly as time went on my "family" grew apart and I became a more selfish individual. Around 8th grade I decided that although I knew the bible better than most kids I hung out with I didn't know what I believed. I did know one thing, I hated going to church and I ceased to go. After 6th grade my family sold their house, my mom and dad split up, and my sister and I went to live with my mom. My dad I guess had been talking to some woman in Austraila(random), on a side note the woman he was talking too looked me up one time and she is very nice. Well 7th grade was an extremely nerdy stage for me, I started going to my sisters school, which was Oxford Acadamy magnet school for the gifted and talented. It was an extremely stressful enviroment esspecially for me, a kid who is amazing when it comes to writing, but horrible at math. Around the end of 7th grade I was having problems with some of my best friends, over a girl. Yeah I know, stupid now, but back then it was something that launched me into a deep depression. I was alone, I had no one to talk to, my friends hated me, my family hated me(so I thought), for all I knew God hated me. I considered suicide. Well I made it to 8th grade, figuring that a life is a terrible thing to waste. This was about the time that I decided that I would never drink or do Drugs because it would just take my life away from me, life being the only valueable thing I had left - I couldn't let it go. 8th grade was mostly spent, for the first half, finding new friends. Then In english class with Mr.Cook who was a minister at one time and whom deeply influenced me with his morality, I met lauren. Lauren was going to become one of my best friends. Well her best friend was going to become my first girlfriend. Her name was Alli, and she was a lot of firsts for me. First date, first kiss, first girlfriend, first "love", first mistake. I did far more with Alli than I should have, and it was far more than I was ready for. Back in 8th grade, I had no idea who I was or what I would become. The only thing that I did then that i was proud of was the fact that I was in the Boy scouts of America. Well After 8th grade I moved from girl to girl. After my sister graduated and moved to new york, my mom and I moved out here. I think once we moved, and I lived alone with my mom I found out a lot of things that made me change who I was. She would cry a lot the first year, and before we moved, I didn't know that she cried. After the move, nothing changed about the girls, one to the next, continuing until this year. Each year of highschool got progressivly worse with them, each year I would grow older, and I would look for more, I wanted more, I needed to feel something. I never really did. The reason that I never did Drugs or Drank wasn't because of my own morals really, I came very close, the people whom I hung out with when I moved here did all of those things. It was an important senior in my life freshman year who told me it was ok to be straight edge, she said it was "cool of me." she called me her little emo kid. It was kinda cool, she is still one of my best friends, and I look up to her imensly. She taught me so much about music, and being a leader. Everything I know about leading people and being strong is from her example. Anyway like I said, as I grew older and as my mom and aunt say, "Into a fine Gentleman." I devolved in my search for a relationship, they became less and less, losing meaning with each one. Finally my experience with girls ended Junior year in march, with a girl cheating on me the day she told me she loved me. It was then that I felt lost, I had felt it all along, but along the way of my life, I would Quell the hurt, by distracting myself. Much like others do with Drugs and Alcohol or food or gambling I used girls. Distracting me from the pain, the loss. I was growing into a man, learning to take those around me and lift them up, to be selfless, and to lead. I am a Boy scout, soon to be eagle scout, I am a leader of percussion in band, I lead people in academic decathalon. But when it came to my life, I felt completely and totally out of control, at a loss. Then I met Emily. At a writers conference, gave her my number, and next thing I know, she invites me to come with her youth group to a debate about god. Then to church, then to Catalyst. The next thing I knew, I had god, He was there, I felt him. I gave my life to him, and I started reading the Gospel. I let myself fall to my knees and ask for him to forgive me, for everything I'd done. He did. Now I have been going to New Harvest for about 2 and a half months. I've believed in god my whole life, But I didn't know god till a few months ago. I may stumble as a christian, but God picks me back up and dusts me off, and I continue to follow christ. I will, for the rest of my life. 

-David.

I think I know what I want to do.

You know there is this feeling that comes over your body when you talk about God. I really think it is the holy spirit. When you speak about god, it's this overwhelming energy that is not of this world that just entrances your body. Your words flow easily and your heart speaks cries out in praise. You talk to people, and you know of what you speak. Tonight I talked to a friend of mine, who is catholic. She was telling me about how much she hates going to church, how she feels its mundane and that there isn't any connection with god in the worship. I told her about my experience and she really seemed interested. I feel bad for people who's faith is cut off by their denomination, or their parents wants. The whole point is to have a relationship with Jesus, and that is what I think I'm going to talk about in small group. How you need to have a relationship with Jesus above all else.

-David.

It isn't like seeing a billboard...

or listening to a radio add. He isn't like a college sending you mail, or a military recruiter at your school. God works in a different way. Through people, acts, the gospel, and just life in general. Today when I realized what I had to do, not wanted although I don't mind it, but had to do after college. It's been quite a strange subject that I haven't had much clarity in at all. I just always knew that I wanted to help people. Well today when pastor Mitch was talking about failure to thrive, I thought to myself "is there an end to faith, an end to thriving where we just finish and find that we are done?" My answer was no, no matter how comfortable I got with being a christian and in my faith, there was always room to grow. I thought to myself about what I could do to make sure that others all around me, and across the nation, possibly the world continue to thrive in Christ. I decided that after I go to college and get my degree in something, I am going on a mission for God. He spoke to me today, and told me that this is what I need to do.
      I got the distinct impession that I just need to take a bible, some water, and some sort of journal and set out on a journey wherever I feel a need to go. All along the way talking to people about the word of God, spreading the Gospel to all those who wish to hear it. Bringing together the sons and daughters of god. I think that, if I do this, I will grow closer to God. I'm not really afraid of what could happen to me, becuase I know that God will take care of me, and thats a promise that can never be broken. I hope I sound like I know what I'm talking about. I have around 5 years to come up with the details, and grow into my faith to a point where I can bring others to god, and know well enough what god wants for sure. I think I'll be ready.

-David

Acadec zombie movie(PG 13 for mild language, and cg violence.)

part 2 to come.

Outstretched.(A novel about faith, and our journey)

Outline: Outstreched.
Synopsis: A boy wakes up on a dirt road, to find that he knows nothing of where he is. He asks another boy he sees walking along the road, where his home might be? The new boy, who when asked says he should just be called brother, tells the first boy(Mark) that he knows exactly where his home is. Brother asks Mark if he would like to follow him along the path, to find his way home. Mark accepts and the story that follows involves between 8 and 13 challenges that are over come.
In the middle of the story, Mark deviates from Brother deciding it is taking far too long overcoming all of these challenges and decides that he will take a different path. He find that alone, the walk is much harder, and eventually it becomes almost impossible, to the point of death. Just as Mark is having his final thoughts he sees a hand extended towards him, looking up he sees brother. He takes his hand, and knows that brother has forgiven him. He is instantly alright, and then asks “Friends?” To which brother replies, “Brothers.”
Some of the challenges involve allegories of:
Sex
Drugs
Family ties
Relationships
Responsibility
Forgiveness
Being able to love
Struggle against pride
Struggle against sin
Giving in completely to faith
Preaching and being a minister and warrior for truth.




Suggestions?

Tonight was a good night, a faithful night, I got to minister to a friend who was lost. I invited her to church, and she said she might go. Which is a start, she said to me tonight; "how can I trust in god, when he might not even be real?" to which i replied, I cant make you believe maggie, thats something you have to come to on your own. You are allowed to not believe, but I can tell you that I believe, and I know that god is here. He is always here, for you and for me. later in the conversation I told her, you know one day its gonna click, something is going to change and you will be happy, for one day, for one week, for one month, and for every day of the rest of your life. I think that the fact that I was so sure, was something that struck a chord in her. I love jesus, I told her this. I hope she comes to the cross, because really it changes you, for the better. I'm happy, im healthy, I have a relationship with christ, and I found that love that I was so desperatly searching for, for so long. Now it is my turn to give back for all of the things that christ has given me. It is my turn to fish for men. I never thought i would be a fisherman.

I will also start working on a book that mirrors emily's Christian teen girls guide to surviving highschool, but for boys. Check back later for that.

Peace and love in Christ,
David.

looking back.

Sometimes when I look back on the things that I have done. I find that at that place and at that time, it seemed right. Well most of the time it wasn't. Most of the time I was stupid, headstrong, and rash. I never took consiquences into consideration and I never thought about anyone but myself. That time has been over for a while now, becuase of just who I am now. I can't be that selfish, I can't do those things, I am not who I was. Sometime in moments of weakness I fall back into that selfish place, and I don't want to. So I asked the lord to help me, and he is. Everything will be alright, and I will be ok. I hope everyone else will too.

-David

Tonight was...intersting

or....scary, electrifying, amazing, awesome, skadoosh.

anyway I had fun, looking at the starrs, seeing kung fu panda. hanging out with my friends, who I think emma really likes. It was a good night. Alright thats all i have to report. See yall.

-David

My concert solo.

haha After that post, here is something both embarassing and entertaining.

Faith. who am I? and what am I doing? why?

What does it mean to have faith, and what does it mean to live with faith in the lord. Faith itself is never a bad thing, it's just that everyone has faith. I have faith, you have faith, we all have faith. Faith In the Lord is not something that everyone shares. Its a faith unlike all other faiths, It isn't like the faith I have in this couch that I'm sitting on, that it will hold me up. It's a much deeper, sought for, true faith. The fact that I am placing my entire life in the hands of god, requires faith beyond anything that i could have imagined just a short time ago. I feel like nothing can bring me down, I find it awesome. awe inspiring even. To say, "If I trust in god to take care of me, he will." Is not something that many people understand. I found a while back that, those who place their faith in the people around them will come up empty and short changed. Nothing will ever feel as good as it should, no one will ever measure up. It's not because they aren't trying or because they are failing. It's just that the only one who can truly make you happy, or allow you to share your happiness with others; is god. I kind of feel like, god allows me to understand love, trust, kindness, forgiveness, and humanity in general. It's like all of a sudden I get it more than I ever would have before or ever could have without god. Every time I have a feeling, I know that its true, because of the fact that I feel that feeling in a greater sense, for god. I can love, because I love god with all of my heart; and it is a true love. I can forgive because I can sincerly ask god for forgiveness and know that I recieve it without question. I can be kind, for the lord is kind to me. I can trust, because the lords trust is in my heart. I can believe in humanity, because the lord loves us with all of his heart, and placed the best of himself all around us and within us. I am sure, because God is sure.

Suerte,
David

If you have faith, you can tell a mountain...

move from here to there, and it will move. So tonight I talked to god, he didn't say anything back, but I didn't ask him too. He listened, and he comforted me. I know he is there for me, and I think without him tonight would have gone a completely different way. I love god, so much, that is strikes me as strange, considering I didn't even know him 2 months ago. No one ever said walking a spiritual path with the lord would be easy, no one said it would be fun. It is the best walk of my life, and it will be for the duration and beyond. Jesus is with me, at my left, right, in my heart, and on my mind. Without this grace, I would be lost. I'm glad he found me, because being lost is the pits. I don't know what god has in store for me, but I do know that he will take care of me, and those who are close to me in my absence, and for that I pledge my soul to him, forever.