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Oct. 11th, 2009 @ 09:40 pm Confession in song
"A thousand times I've failed, still your mercy remains, and should I stumble again, still I'm caught in your grace."

"I'm the king of my desires - I've tried them all a thousand times.  I have got to choose between this world and You."

"Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise.  Thou mine inheritance, now and always."

"All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood... Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all."



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Jul. 31st, 2009 @ 10:56 pm Writer's Block: Birthday Shout-out

Happy birthday, J.K. Rowling! Which of her seven Harry Potter novels do you think is the most satisfying read?


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Short answer: Order of the Phoenix. I think this is the first time I've done of these "writer's block" posts. Maybe because I finished all the books so recently. Anyway, I really have a tough time with this one. (By the way, here be very minor spoilers). She set up everything very well in books 1-3, especially ramping up in Azkaban. I really liked 4-5 because that's when the pace gets insanely heightened even as the book lengths double and triple. 6 is very good too, but it almost feels like filler as she sets up the last book. It seems cliche to say the last one is the most satisfying; of course, because it's the end of the series! So I think that one shouldn't even count. I'm going to have to go with 5 (Order of the Phoenix), slightly edging out 4, Goblet of Fire. You really got to hate Umbridge, and the buildup to the final battles, as Harry's psychic links to Voldemort reach a crescendo, was superb. That book was so long, but it was worth it. I think I still like the 4th movie over the 5th movie though, just because the 5th movie felt rushed and they had to leave so much out.
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Jul. 30th, 2009 @ 10:19 pm that's me
I sent an email to my boss (among other people, it was a group email). I got back an auto-response because she is out of the office. It said "if you need immediate attention, contact Matt Kutzer." I don't know why I found that funny. I laughed to myself, and thought, "that's me." Wow.. I worked too late today, I'm going crazy.
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Jun. 14th, 2009 @ 10:06 pm The joy of serving
In Christ Alone.

...My hope is found;
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This cornerstone, this solid ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My comforter, my all in all—
Here in the love of Christ I stand.

Last week at church, the moments prior to my becoming a member and playing an offertory were incredible. All the worship songs seemed so powerful and perfect, describing my heart's longing to praise God and thank Him for bringing me to this point. The final song in the set was "In Christ Alone." One of my all-time favorites. It is a bit frustrating but so wonderful when you can't quite sing the words to a song you love so much because you are overwhelmed with emotion and tearful joy. A lone tear streaked down my right cheek. I didn't care that I was about to go up in front of the church to become a member and play a song on the piano in a matter of seconds. It was such a joyful and memorable moment.

My hands were still a bit shaky and my nerves froze me up a little bit when I first started playing, but once I got warmed up I was fine. I never expected to play that song in church of all places, but the music minister said a classical offertory would be perfect since it was my background. I think we both agreed at first that it might not be quite "appropriate" for church, but after going through some other options and coming back to that Chopin piece, he said, "You need to play that; your heart is in it." So I played a song that I have played and enjoyed for years now, but this time it was different. The pressure of performance was off, and God had even worked in my heart recently and through the week of practicing it to break me of a prideful past that wanted people to be impressed with my playing abilities. This was merely an offering to God and I tried to make it be that way.

I don't know why I had put this off, making an effort to be involved with the worship at church... I guess I don't like change and new things make me a bit apprehensive at first, but after realizing the joy of serving the church with music these last two weeks, I wish I had pursued it a lot sooner. Still, now that I am serving in this way, I do feel a joy that seems to have been missing for a while, and it is so perfect and beautiful to experience. If there is something similar tugging at you and you aren't quite sure about it, I encourage you to go for it and experience the richness of God's grace and joy.
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Apr. 25th, 2009 @ 10:11 am money and sports
Occasionally you hear people complain about how much money athletes make. I've generally ignored the outrage and accepted it. I'm one of those sports-loving guys who enjoys watching these overpaid millionaires, and it is what it is, right? I support it and I am part of the problem. For some reason seeing what ex-Georgia quarterback Matthew Stafford is scheduled to make with the Detroit Lions crossed the line. Maybe because I don't like the Bulldogs and I never thought the kid was really that good. He left college after his junior year before completing a degree in who-knows-what that he will never need and gets to go to the NFL and make $13 million dollars a year because he can throw an oblong shaped ball fairly accurately most of the time. And he probably has "great footwork" too. Sure, the NFL contracts aren't completely guaranteed. But Stafford will get a GUARANTEED $41.7 million, most in NFL history. It makes me want to boycott sports, but I know I won't do that because I enjoy watching them so much. Still, maybe it's because I'm in the working world now, after working hard to get my two degrees in four years, earning what I think is a good and fair salary right now, only to see this kid bolt college and make millions instantly. Sure, he worked hard too, at football. I know the practices are grueling and the pressure on him in Detroit will be immense. But what value is this adding to our society? It's nice escapism and entertainment, but especially given the recent state of the economy, doesn't it make you a little sick to see how much money these guys make? Not to mention A-Fraud and his $252 million GUARANTEED baseball contract. Where is all this money coming from and how long can they continue to inflate these contracts? I know baseball ticket sales are way down this here. Can America really support throwing this kind of money at athletes? Not to mention movie stars.. and if you want to take aim at my arena, finance, we can even throw in the top guys at the hedge funds and on Wall Street who make BILLIONS.. and to some extent some of those guys helped bring the economy crashing down to where it is now. Something to think about...
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Apr. 15th, 2009 @ 11:05 pm happiness
Current Mood: happy?
So I saw this yahoo article about "how to get happy."

Here are some of them:

2. Take a walk outside. Research suggests that light stimulates brain chemicals that improve mood. For an extra boost, get your sunlight first thing in the morning.

4. Rid yourself of a nagging task. Deal with that insurance problem, purchase something you need, or make that long-postponed appointment with the dentist. Crossing an irksome chore off your to-do list will give you a rush of elation.

So before I had seen this, I walked to work this morning and the last couple days have taken care of some annoying things I needed to do. The weather was bad Mon/Tues but it was awesome today. So walking to work in the morning is beneficial on another level. Anyway, I thought that was interesting. I also feel like I should point out that all my attempts at "happiness" here outside of God are mostly futile.. but I think I've mentioned this before.
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Feb. 5th, 2009 @ 07:01 am Weather
Right now: 27. Feels like 16. I missed the last really cold spell in FL because I was in Europe. So take that, Dublin! Actually it's still snowing in Dublin so they win. It would have been cool to see snow in Dublin. I should post about that trip one of these days... pictures are on facebook now.
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Nov. 26th, 2008 @ 09:32 pm (no subject)
Last I left you, I was excited about buying gas for 3.37 a gallon. Things certainly have changed! Since then the economy seriously tanked, Obama was elected president, and blah blah who cares. This is about me. Let's start over....

For the first time in a while, I won't be going home for Thanksgiving. I am home. I've been working for 6 months now here in Jacksonville: the only town I've ever called home with the exception of that up and down, crazy, four-year whirlwind that was college in Gainesville.

Seems like a good point to stop and ponder. Let's talk about.. dissatisfaction. Things I can't stand about myself...

I have a piano and I act like I'm afraid to play it because it might bite me. I played tonight and it's great. Why can't I motivate myself to sit down more than once a month and work at it, learn new stuff?

Why do I eschew reading my Bible when I know I so desperately need it? Why do I dance around more involvement at church when I know I need to be running toward it?

WHY DON'T I HAVE ANY GOALS, DREAMS, OR AMBITIONS??? I am content most of the time at work. I don't have any big aspirations.. keep on pluggin' away and move up the ladder when it's my time. I guess that's not so terrible. But there has GOT to be something more. For a while there I was obsessed with getting married.. now even that has died down to a faint, occasional longing.

I don't know if this is still an "adjustment" to the working world. I feel locked into this mindset that I get home from work exhausted and can't put any energy into anything else. How do people handle having families? My fear is that somehow I won't be able to handle it. I feel like making sure my bills are paid and making it to work every day are an accomplishment, and much more would be pushing it. I do a few things with church groups, but no real hanging out with friends (you've all left town and deserted me!). Starting over is hard.. and even in the city I grew up in with my parents nearby, it does feel like that is what it comes down to. I feel like I don't possess the energy to do it. Weekends are mostly about football and family sprinkled in. It's a sad form of escapism. Like this ridiculous fantasy football obsession. I did it for the first time last year and I was terrible. This year I came in first. I won (for now.. there are also the fantasy football playoffs coming up!.. yeah I'm lame). Now that I have locked it up and obsessed over it and won.. now what? My escape bubble has burst and I can't keep hiding from the real world. I must not.

So.. time to end with some sort of cliche "what I'm thankful for?" No, not today. I did however think it would be interesting to go back and see if I wrote any sort of similar Thanksgiving message in the past 5 years I have maintained this now-intermittent journal. Let's see how I've changed. I'll pull the "Thanksgiving post" if there is one, or just the post closest to the day.

2003: No T'giving post, though the day before had an interesting title (Thanks eving) and this nugget: "i don't know about my english presentation. it was like 7-8 mins. i decided reading off a sheet wasn't going to cut it so i randomly interjected my commentary then forgot where i was in the presentation. all in all, it wasn't quite horrific." Nice closing line there, 18-year old Matt.

2004: Nada. Some sort of embarrassing comment about cookies. I think I'm losing that ridiculous silliness of my past.

2005: The title of the closest-to-Thanksgiving post is "a quick way to get blood everywhere." This could be good. "whoa. flash back about 5 minutes to when i stepped on a razor that was on the floor. i was like "ow. stupid razor." not realizing i must've gotten the blades pretty good. this is where i had my big realization...AHA. this is MY blood everywhere that i'm cleaning up." Uh.. nice.

2006: Interesting post about an emotional sermon at church in Gainesville. My reaction: "Though I've claimed to be "saved" almost my whole life, I don't think I really "got it" that I was a sinner in desperate need of salvation until the last couple of years. I can say with full confidence I know that God's grace alone has saved me, but today that grace felt so real, so enriching. So Amazing." Wow, can I get that Matt on the phone and talk to him? Why does this now feel so distant to me?

2007: Aha, gold again. What's up with these big dramatic posts? This one turned into the quintessential "Thanksgiving post." Nothing like recycling old material if it's good...

"Anyway.. what IS the point of it all? It's easy to get lost and confused and scared and depressed in the middle of it all. I know I've been there. It's not easy. I've wondered if it's all worth it. And I honestly don't think I'd be writing this today if I didn't feel I had some sort of purpose or worth. But thankfully I do. I do believe God has a purpose for my life and without that I don't know where I'd be right now. But I do have that. And I am so thankful for it. (Somehow this turned into a "what am I thankful for" post on the Day Before Thanksgiving. That's convenient). Well.. I don't mean for this post to end so cliched.. I really do think God has led me to where I am thus far.. and there is still a lot of work yet to be done on me. I have plenty of things to work on.. maybe I'll share some of them in a post coming soon to your friends page."

Couldn't say it any better myself... So here's hoping I can recover some of that '06 and '07 MDK and regain my identity.
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Oct. 3rd, 2008 @ 09:15 pm My Friday
--> Work was okay. Work is.. work. I will soon have more responsibility by digging into managing European cash. The elusive "trip to Europe" suddenly became real and tangible for a few days, then quickly evaporated again. I was to be on my way to Amsterdam in about 2 weeks, but that trip has been postponed.. probably to at least November. The whirlwind tour of the Sandarne, Sweden and Oulu, Finland plants will probably be lumped into another trip in '09, but there's no telling.

--> I bought gas for $3.37 a gallon. Thank you Jacksonvillegasprices.com! Lately Jacksonville and Florida gas prices have been well above the national average. At most places in town it's about 3.75. On the northside it's still almost $4/gal at some places! I noticed this week that prices in Arlington had dipped to about 3.50, then suddenly under 3.40 today. It was worth the 10 minute drive + sitting in traffic and dealing with the crazy frenzy that is CHEAP GAS!!!!*

*cheap... yeah right.

--> I took some time today again to mourn the discontinuation of Spicy Nacho Doritos. I might never buy Doritos again. Frito Lay, you have betrayed me.

--> The Publix cashier tonight was nice/cute. Can't hurt to keep my options open right? Sometimes I feel like I'm the only 22-year old in Jacksonville.

***Also, the weather should be like this every day. Forever.

--> Colossal squid are crazy!
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Jul. 27th, 2008 @ 10:41 pm The posts that weren't
Some time in the not too distant past (this past week), I was going to write a post about how things seemed to be on the "up and up" (to steal from a Relient K song - it's what I do).  Unfortunately, I fell asleep before I could get started on the post.  Then, I believe it was the next day, I decided things weren't so rosy and was going to post something more along the lines of an "up and down" kind of life.  That night, I fell asleep before I could write anything also.  Lesson?  Get my thoughts down in writing before I fall asleep!

Well I guess things are more like the latter unfortunately.  I can't seem to put together a string of upbeat days.  My room here has been mess central for a while now, and it's been getting to me.  I have been putting off the clean up/throw out/pack up process but now that The Move is in sight, I have a renewed energy to start this process.  I'm going to move into a place of my own in the coming weeks/months, so now is the time.  I hate my pack-rat tendencies, and maybe I'm finally realizing this stuff for what it is.  Stuff.  I can't take it with me in the next life, and all it's doing is collecting dust.  I don't need any childhood toys (but don't you dare ask me to dump my prized Carnegie Dinosaur Collection).  I don't need all these random papers and high school chemistry notebooks (though I'll hold onto most of my college/finance books, convincing myself that somehow, some way, they might be useful to keep around).  It's a good process - a kind of cleansing of all this junk and a sense that this is the time for fresh starts.  Most of it is just taking up space.  But occasionally, you'll run across something that brings back memories.  There are good ones and bad, bittersweet moments you wish you could forget but you don't want to entirely.  Things you could let yourself get lost in but can't - so you shove it back in a drawer to deal with another day.

So here we are, another Sunday night.  There is always that sense of dread - Monday is imminent.  It will be hard to drag myself into work to start another week.  There is light at the end of the tunnel, though.  That 30 minute drive will evaporate into 5 minutes before I know it.  Living close to work will be nice, but there will also be challenges, like the temptation to work later.  I'm not looking forward to finishing this clean up project.  Moving will be a pain, but I am looking forward to having The Place.  I might not enjoy it so much when I realize I'm alone.  Maybe that will inspire me enough to want to go and seek out people.  Meet people.. all that jazz that I don't really do.  This is really the first time in my life I won't have easy access to people my age.  There was always school.  In college it's very easy to find people with the same interests as you, even for a shy person like me.  Now it's different.  There are people "kind of" my age at work, but I'm thinking probably more like a decade or so older.  The people I work with most (and there aren't many) are not really in my age bracket.  So that leaves me with little options besides being a little more ambitious and proactive in seeking out relationships with people.  I am hoping that other summer project of "finding a church" will be easier once I actually start looking and I am settled on my own as opposed to being with my mom or dad.  That should be a good avenue I can seek out.  I really do feel like there is hope.  I can't say that every day.  Maybe I could if I trusted God more. 

Anyway, it's a new week.  August is almost here.  The summer is almost over.  I have so much life left to live.
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Jul. 16th, 2008 @ 11:40 pm All the sudden I'm posting again
Current Music: relient k ... what else
This is actually just an update to the "about me" section on Facebook that I wrote tonight.  So for whatever that's worth.. here it is.

 
Update from my last 'about me' update..

I still like the job all right. It's been 2 months.

I haven't really looked for a church in Jax yet.

I don't have a place of my own but I'm moving toward it. Get it.. moving?

I don't really have "work friends." My Jacksonville friends will be gone soon.

I'm sick of the drive to work. 9A construction is driving me crazy and makes me tend toward road rage. I don't like waking up so I don't leave early any more. I have lost my morning Bible time.. that's no good.

Things are still uncertain. I wonder how long I'll be at this job. I wonder how the heck I'm going to figure out how to get married one day. I want to get married soon. I'm still horrible at trusting God. But I did read a book on it. Some days are good but I often wonder what I'm "doing with my life." I feel like I'm slogging through life and moving toward nothing. I wish I could end this on not such a down note.. I guess things are still just.. uncertain.
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Jun. 25th, 2008 @ 08:02 pm bon voyage
Current Music: the lining is silver
Right now I'm listening to Relient K.

This afternoon on the way home from work it rained.  It wasn't supposed to rain today.  The rain always starts right when I get on the Dames Point.  The top of the Dames Point is like the halfway mark in my commute.  15 minutes on either side.

Today I saved my company money.

Last night I felt like my life was pretty pointless.  I left work around 7 and came home to an empty house.  I basically just watched TV for 3 hours.  Isn't there something better I could be doing?  Why haven't I taken advantage of the piano I have here?  Go meet people or something..  it's just so easy to default to flop down on the couch and do nothing.  After 10 or 11 hours of work and a long drive that's easy to do.  But that doesn't make it a good idea.. I don't really feel like getting too deep at this point.  That's how a lot of my posts tend to end lately.
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May. 10th, 2008 @ 10:51 pm Anticipation
Next week should be eventful. Going to Chicago for a few days.. and some news will be finalized. I'll keep you posted. Until then, wait for it. You have no choice!
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Mar. 7th, 2008 @ 10:35 pm Mmhmm
Extended version of my latest Facebook "About me," which is comprised of my favorite lyrics from the songs on Relient K's CD "Mmhmm":

Something tells me that this is going to make sense
Something tells me it’s going to take patience
Something tells me that this will all work out in the end

because I know to live you must give your life away
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.
I’m giving up on doing this alone now
Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how
He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there
And this life sentence that I’m serving
I admit that I’m every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair

And tomorrow, I know,
Will be rainy at best.
And the forecast, I know,
Is that I'll be depressed.
But I'll wait outside
Hoping that I'll catch sight of the sun.

I want to run away I want to ditch my life
Cause all of my mistakes keep me awake at night
And after all of my alibis desert me
I just want to get by
I don’t want nothing to hurt me
I had no idea where my head was at
But if my heart says I’m sorry can we leave it at that
Because I just want for all of this to end
And I so hate consequences
And running from you is what my best defense is
When I got tired of running from you
I stopped right there to catch my breath
There your words they caught my ears
You said, “I miss you son. Come home”

I feel like, I would like
To be somewhere else doing something that matters
And I'll admit here, while I sit here
My mind wastes away and my doubts start to gather
What’s the purpose? It feels worthless
So unwanted like I've lost all my value
I can't find it, not in the least bit
and I'm just scared, so scared that I'll fail you
And sometimes I think that I'm not any good at all
And sometimes I wonder why, why I'm even here at all
But then you assure me
I'm a little more than useless
And when I think that I can't do this
You promise me that I'll get through this
And do something right
Do something right for once

I talk to absolutely no one.
Couldn't keep to myself enough.
And the things bottled inside have finally begun
To create so much pressure that I'll soon blow up.
I heard the reverberating footsteps
Synching up to the beating of my heart,
And I was positive that unless I got myself together,
I would watch me fall apart.
And I can't let that happen again
'cause then you'll see my heart
In the saddest state it's ever been.
This is no place to try and live my life.

we simply can't focus on anything
because its
17, 18, 19 routine
and here at (almost) 23 it's the same old me
and that one thing of the moment
that we all happen to like will
only very temporarily
kinda break the cycle
of the double edged sword
of being lazy and being bored
we just want more and more and more
till it's all we can afford
to keep our eyes open for just one more day
to keep on hoping that we'll stumble on a way
to keep our minds open for just one more day
cause its completely up to us
to maintain consciousness

And this week the trend
was to not wake up till 3pm
I picked the few conscious hours that I chose to spend
and slept away the rest of them
and this week the trend
was to crash and burn and then return again
to practice the life that I pretend
provides enough to get me through the weekend
so I say
get me a solution
and watch me run with it
and then you gave
you gave me a solution
what have I done with it
cause I was absolutely sure I had it all figured out
way back then
and now it's this minute, this hour, this day
And this week the trend…
And I just want to get mugged at knifepoint
to get cut enough to wake me up
cause I know that I don't want to die
sitting around watching my life go by

The very thing that
I hate more than everything is
The way I'm powerless
To dictate my own moods
I've thrown away
So many things that could've been much more
And I just pray
My problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works
No that's not the way it works
If and when I can
Clear myself of this clouded mind
I'll watch myself settle down
Into a place where
Peace can search me out and find
That I'm so ready to be found
Any control I thought I had just slips right through my hands
While my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me
I confess
I'll blame all this on my selfishness
Yet you love me
And that consumes me
And I'll stand up again
And do so willingly
You give me hope, and hope it gives me life
You touch my heavy heart, and when you do you make it light
As I exhale I hear your voice
And I answer you, though I hardly make a noise
And from my lips the words I choose to say
Seem pathetic, but it's fallen man's praise
Because I love you
Oh God, I love you
And life is now worth living
If only because of you
When I go down
I lift my eyes to you
I won't look very far
Cause you'll be there
With open arms
To lift me up again
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Jul. 7th, 2007 @ 12:12 am (no subject)
Today I did homework and listened to music all day
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Jun. 5th, 2007 @ 03:47 pm 2 (completely pointless) short stories for your enjoyment
Current Mood: tired
#1. Yesterday I got a bottle of water out of the fridge and when I took off the cap, it took off out of my hand onto the floor. It ended up under the oven. I reached into the dirty abyss of Under the Oven Land, but the bottle cap was just out of my reach. It is still there to this day.

#2. Today I turned in a form to cancel my music minor. The lady at the desk stamped the paper and joyfully said, "Excellent!" I wondered to myself, "If she gets this excited when people CANCEL minors, what does she do when someone ADDS a minor?!"

Oh, and.. I cannot bowl a turkey to save my life. It's coming one day soon though. Or maybe I should just eat a bowl of turkey instead.
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May. 18th, 2007 @ 06:26 pm BORED
Current Location: boringtown, florida, usa
Current Mood: bored
ok well i've accomplished a lot today. did hw, cleaned some. i didn't have class today. and now i'm bored out of my mind.
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Jan. 3rd, 2007 @ 01:34 pm uhhh
Current Mood: weird
I don't know what I've been thinking in the last few posts. I don't know how seriously they should be taken. I need to get my sleeping schedule straight though so I don't have these weird mood fluctuations during the day/night. Or something.
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Nov. 22nd, 2006 @ 01:49 am not just an ordinary day in church
[by popular demand... that facebook note i wrote on sunday that everyone said should have been an lj post]

I think today's sermon was the best I've ever heard.

This note is long, but I hope that you can get as much out of it as I got from church today.

Maybe it wasn't the most eloquent, perfectly presented message necessarily (though Rob Pendley's usually are), and maybe it wasn't so memorable for everyone else there, and maybe it wouldn't have been for me if I'd been at a different point in my life. But everything just came together. I don't think I've ever been affected like that. Maybe from some of Steve's messages at RUF in the past. But still not quite like this.

I wish I could tell you why it was so good, but I don't know if I can. I knew ahead of time the upcoming messages would be about "singing." (This fall is mostly a series of messages on worship). So I figured "Hey, I like singing (though I'm not good at it), singing in church is cool, sounds fun." Little did I know...

It started out simple enough, a passage from Zephaniah 3 about singing. Israel was commanded to sing because the Lord took away His judgment. So we sing - for joy and wholeheartedly. Next bullet point... God sings. For joy over His people. Here's where it starts to get really good. "Is it possible to conceive of the Deity breaking into a song: Father, Son, and Holy Ghost together singing over the redeemed? God is so happy in the love which he bears to his people." - Charles Spurgeon. "God himself, the Judge, put Christ forward as our substitutionary sacrifice, and when we trust him, God welcomes us with bells on. He puts a ring on our finger, kills the fatted calf, throws a party, shouts a shout that shakes the ends of creation, and leads in the festal dance." - John Piper.

He doesn't just exalt us, He exults; God delights in lifting us up and "leaps with joy." I wish my words could do this justice. At about this point, Rob told a true story he said was often told about a preacher throwing a birthday party for a prostitute at a donut shop in Hawaii at 3:30am. It was just such a powerful story. At this point I was just about gone. Eyes welling up. I heard a lot of sniffing and moving about, maybe I wasn't the only one. "No church throws birthday parties for prostitutes," the donut shop owner said. Echoing pastor Rob Pendley.. Why not? They should be.. that's what Christ Community should be doing. I could really picture what CCC's 'motto' looks like: "Experiencing & Extending the grace of Jesus Christ." I can see now why God placed me at Christ Community Church - why I'm gonna become a member there. To be a part of what God's doing on this planet.

The last point was that the results of our singing are courage and rest. A great point, though brief, and I heard it, but I was too overwhelmed at this point to focus completely. I couldn't make it through the last song (Jesus I My Cross Have Taken). I could sing every few verses a little, and I'm sure it didn't sound pretty, but that's ok. When you're so overcome with emotion and tearing up for joy because God's grace is so real, so powerful to you that you want to share it wherever you go, it doesn't matter that you can't finish the song.

Though I've claimed to be "saved" almost my whole life, I don't think I really "got it" that I was a sinner in desperate need of salvation until the last couple of years. I can say with full confidence I know that God's grace alone has saved me, but today that grace felt so real, so enriching. So Amazing.

So I pray that I will not, in any way, be ashamed of the Gospel. That I'll share it with anyone and everyone. That God's grace will be extended through me. That I can be a part of God's Church, a church that throws birthday parties for prostitutes and so much more.
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Sep. 24th, 2006 @ 01:16 am life
Current Mood: stressed
so my voice is shot (sore from yelling at the game, but it's been kinda sore for a while... i don't think i'm getting sick though.. i hope. i don't need that). my back and neck are kinda sore sometimes (working out maybe..? i don't even go on saturdays because.. i don't know. i should). i have way too much work. not really but i'm doing a lot of stuff and it's taxing. and i'm terrible at being around people/being social. terrible.

oh and i might be getting sued. that's about it.
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