On September 19, 2010, after graduating from high school, I flew to Portland, Maine from my home in Gilbert, Arizona. I did not know anyone there and I had never been there before. After picking up my giant backpack from baggage claim, I walked out of the airport. And that was as far as my plan went. I ended up in Missouri and eventually in Tunisia. You can read about my eight month tryst with God in the posts here. Now that the trip is over, the new adventure is college. I am a freshman at Eastern Mennonite University in Harrisonburg, VA. This blog will chronicle the moments I find filled with eternity as I try to further seek to understand everything and learn how to and why I should trust God.
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untitled by Blaise E. Chatelain on Flickr.
Me:
My Bed:
wanna hike through that misty forest!

I was born into a system constructed for failure
It’s a sinking ship being manned by drunken sailors
An escape artist behind the bars of a jailor
An asthmatic and they withhold the inhaler
If the shoe doesn’t fit what good is a tailor
In the midst of this crisis please cancel the gala
Without a symphony there’s no need for a prelude
To foreshadow what’s to come
See the secret committees, commence with their meetings
To make red tape in response to simple questions
Questions threaten the perception of the beneficial systems
A pyramid scheme with it’s cogs and it’s pistons
Mechanization of men, making more and more
Live in a miserable existence
How can so few, claim so many victims
And this begs the question
My rest is a weapon against the oppression
Of man’s obsession to control things
Look at the long line of make believe kings
The lord of the flies want’s you to kiss his ring
Follow new rules with invisible strings
And become a puppet in the diabolical scheme
How do good men become part of the regime
They don’t believe in resistance
“Power is given only to those who dare to lower themselves and pick it up. Only one thing matters, one thing; to be able to dare!”
Fyodor Dostoevsky
The words out of this man’s mouth come from a deep place. And he has found a way to present his ideas in a very beautiful and powerful way.
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Figuring out what to do with one’s life is an extraordinarily big thing. Not extraordinarily big enough to worry about. There is nothing big enough for that because there is nothing so big that God cannot wrap Himself around. Still, knowing that does not make anything less confusing.
“Howling ghosts, they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear.
But you’re the king and I’m a lionheart.
And in the sea that’s painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck.
But you’re the king and I’m a lionheart.
And as the world comes to an end
I’ll be here to hold your hand
Cause you’re my king and I’m your lionheart.”
Of Monsters & Men
“As they sang, the hobbit felt the love of beautiful things made by hands and by cunning and by magic moving through him, a fierce and jealous love, the desire of the hearts of dwarves.”
J.R.R. Tolkien - The Hobbit
“On my knees, I can see
Where my heart needs to be.
When this life gets to me,
I’ll be found on my knees.”
Seryn
“I have three things I’d like to say today. First, while you were sleeping last night, 30,000 kids died of starvation or diseases related to malnutrition. Second, most of you don’t give a shit. What’s worse is that you’re more upset with the fact that I said shit than the fact that 30,000 kids died last night.”
Tony Campolo
“Once in a while it really hits people that they don’t have to experience the world in the way they have been told to.”
Alan Keightley

I really enjoy the idea of being alone with God. I like sleeping outside in the open air because I find, in that situation, it is impossible to ignore God’s presence.
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“If God were ever an adolescent artist in a disillusioned stage, fall would be His masterpiece.”
“I walk to the meadow and stare at the flowers, better dressed than any girl on her wedding day.”
Jon Foreman
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