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I guess you could say I was an average man. Never really got my self into trouble, obeyed the golden rule, and grew up being taught the principles found in Roman Catholicism. I was always a good looking kid. They always used to say that I looked like my mother. Something I now regret, because it sort of emasculated me a little bit. One girlfriend in high school dumped me because I was known for 'going too far' be it with willing girls, and when I tried it on her she would have no way of it. She grew up in a good family. Although she dumped me, for the longest time I had a great sense of respect for her, and couldn't figure out why, it was when I became a committed christian that I finally understood that "no" for sex was actually a good thing. In my late teens, early twenties, I began a path of self discovery. It started in high school where my best friend recommended that I take drama to keep him company. I was shy but had a big ego and if my friend was there I

I have just spent 10 hours in a car, 20 hours in total going to a christian conference which I never attended. I sat in my room for three days while over 2,000 people from Harvest Bible Fellowship learnt and shared in something that I had no idea what. But my experience of the trip will never leave my mind because the most exciting things happened to me not inside the enormous church which I never got to see but with the friends I made going to the conference. Daniel, Megan, and Melissa showed me that God truly accepts the humble and cares for the poor. These three people that I travelled with may or may not have any idea how profoundly awesome our God truly is. Although I will miss this experience it was the hidden things that revealed God to me in way that I have never experienced him ever before. It was the detours, the death defying car rides, the caring and the sharing that opened up to me a new world of christian love that twelve million people never could. For me the blessin

I promised myself I wouldn't do this but my conscience cannot rest unless I say a few things. How you read this makes a huge difference, and if you read this and go away thinking absolutely nothing then this has been in vain. When I promised I wouldn't do this it is not because I am fearful of talking about things that I feel are unjust, nor am I taking the stance of an innocent victim, but it pushes me on to discuss the pride and the jealousy that once didn't exist around me and the state of unborn desires as the world get older people are changing. I should be free to say anything I want on this blog, but that has become the problem I am dealing with right now. My dad last night wanted to know if I wanted to go out to karaoke with him, and to be honest I thought it would be a good idea, but I just couldn't go. While I lie here on my bed writing to you, what I am thinking about is how much truth and the opposite are being hidden and disclosed openly to us and the o

Spring forward, fall back. We all know what it is like to have our clocks rearranged, but when it comes to the stuff of life we all prefer things to stay the same. There is a time of birth and there is a time of death, and it's the stuff in between that really drives the human race clearly insane. When we were children we thought like children, but the problem is that when we reach a certain age we are supposed to act like adults, but have you had a definite moment in your life when you realised that things were not fixed, like a prize fighter there are things in life still worth fighting for. Not many of us realise that just beyond our horizon lies a dream fulfilled, an accomplishment gained, a victory attained, and a battle to win. We live our lives under a fog a self deception, that leaves no room for growth, that leaves no room for maturity, and definitely kills spontaneity. There are two ways to look at your life. One, it's just a series of random events left to chance