﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Doubledb's Xanga</title><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Doubledb</description><language>en</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Prison of my Mind (09/15/2009)</title><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/713253402/prison-of-my-mind-09152009/</link><guid>http://doubledb.xanga.com/713253402/prison-of-my-mind-09152009/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 01:45:08 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;DIV class=note_header&gt; &lt;DIV class=byline&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=155617065675&amp;amp;ref=mf#" rel=nofollow rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3b5998&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=note_title align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3b5998&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000"&gt;&lt;U&gt;Prison of My Mind&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt;09/15/2009&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;P class=note_title align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000" color=#ffff00&gt;&lt;IMG alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs207.snc1/7430_515901907244_96300629_30638682_1956458_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;P class=photo_img align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000" color=#ffff00&gt;I see you&lt;BR&gt;See you there again&lt;BR&gt;A rush of emotions begins&lt;BR&gt;My heartbeat increases&lt;BR&gt;Increases as I remember...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It all comes flooding back&lt;BR&gt;I am overhwelmed by the past&lt;BR&gt;Overcome by all my past emotions.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Reason has no place here it seems&lt;BR&gt;For I am taken back&lt;BR&gt;I am chained down&lt;BR&gt;You have this draw over me&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I sit&lt;BR&gt;Trying to be reasonable&lt;BR&gt;Trying to make sense of it all...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Why did things turn out the way they did?&lt;BR&gt;Why do people play games?&lt;BR&gt;Where is honesty?&lt;BR&gt;Where is... ME?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Where am I in all of this?&lt;BR&gt;Where do I fit in?&lt;BR&gt;Where do I go from here?&lt;BR&gt;How do I break out of this emotional,&lt;BR&gt;This mental prison I find myself?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It is You,&lt;BR&gt;The Other who put me here,&lt;BR&gt;Who drove me behind bars of unanswered questions,&lt;BR&gt;Who locked the door of rejection,&lt;BR&gt;Leaving me stranded.&lt;BR&gt;Leaving me wondering back and forth,&lt;BR&gt;Pacing in my own mind.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You led me by the hand into the room,&lt;BR&gt;Then ran away saying nothing,&lt;BR&gt;Leaving only silence behind...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I tried to reach you,&lt;BR&gt;But I could only reach so far...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You went away, you left,&lt;BR&gt;You locked the door,&lt;BR&gt;The door I must now try to open myself...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I pound and pound,&lt;BR&gt;I cry and weep,&lt;BR&gt;I throw myself,&lt;BR&gt;But the door seems to keep.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But I won't give up hope,&lt;BR&gt;For there are OTHERS,&lt;BR&gt;OTHERS to help,&lt;BR&gt;OTHERS to hear,&lt;BR&gt;OTHERS who will help me,&lt;BR&gt;Help me when I am in need...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I see the blissful day,&lt;BR&gt;When the bars fall,&lt;BR&gt;When the door slams down,&lt;BR&gt;When I find myself free,&lt;BR&gt;And finally, finally Can BE.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;~ Daniel&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Pic:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://a924.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/24/l_d1526fd70c18608c24a1b7df6609f16b.jpg" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://a924.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/24/l_d1526fd70c18608c24a1b7df6609f16b.jpg&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=photo_img align=left&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://doubledb.xanga.com/713253402/prison-of-my-mind-09152009/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Curious Question</title><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/712411885/curious-question/</link><guid>http://doubledb.xanga.com/712411885/curious-question/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 12:36:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was a comment on another blog, but it got me thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I was kinda hanging out and when on one date with this girl, who later send me a message on facebook telling me she didn't feel the same but wanted to be friends. At the time I didn't think much of it but later I thought it was lame since I asked her out on the date in person she could at least have told me her feelings in person. Now our friendship is awkward because she never really wanted/wants to talk about &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;why she ended it or&lt;/span&gt; how we can be friends... I am trying to figure out if I should talk to her or just screw it and not talk to her anymore. It has been a little over a year and she only wants to hang out in groups to separate our dating from our friendship (which she said in another message on facebook a few weeks later after she said she wanted to still hang out still).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I really haven't done anything since I don't know what to do, lol - life is great isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should I try to talk with her and sort out our friendship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should I write a letter, call, meet in person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should I just say whatever, screw it, I tried for a year to be friends on an individual basis by every now and then trying to see whats up, dealing with unanswered calls, voicemails, and fb messages, &amp;amp; trying to hang out with her... so now just let it go, and just admit we are not friends anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just curious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ Daniel (doubledb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. - We never even did things like hold hands or kiss or get romantic, so I don't know why there is this big ideal that WE must draw away from one another, cause it didn't seem like we were really attached to begin with. I have tried to be friends and every few weeks or sometimes only once am month or so contact her and see whats up, usually my calls or vociemails or messages not being returned (She also has problems with forgetfulness and anxiety but that might be an excuse for being passive). I have another mild guess that a lot of this may be because she has issues to sort though but I might just be projected that on her so I don't think it was me she really rejected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comments/Advice Welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://doubledb.xanga.com/712411885/curious-question/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Dreams and Fears</title><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/711933316/dreams-and-fears/</link><guid>http://doubledb.xanga.com/711933316/dreams-and-fears/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 16:07:40 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="note_header"&gt;&lt;div class="note_title_share clearfix"&gt;&lt;div class="note_title" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dreams and Fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have been thinking about dreams and fears a lot lately and about
my devotion to Christ. I think that next Sunday when I preach filling
in for a friend I am going to preach on fear, something related to
Moses and some others we see in scripture. No one was without fear,
from Moses to David, Elijah running to the cave, Jeremiah wrestling
with his calling, and Jesus in the garden pleading with God to take the
cup from him if there was any other possible way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I have fear, I will admit it... I know a lot of people do not; they
feel it better to hide fear from others and even from themselves.
Sometimes I am fearful of things like driving and driving through the
rain.... but other times I am afraid of so much more. Sometimes I am
afraid that I have spent all this time educating myself for a full-time
ministry position, following God, and now in the time when things
should happen nothing is.. and my fear is that nothing will ever come
of it, that I will never find a ministry job, that somehow I am missing
something or others will never see the spark of God in me, the one that
I know is there but need a chance to show, need a chance to cultivate
and mold and express to others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="photo photo_none" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmZhY2Vib29rLmNvbS9waG90by5waHA/cGlkPTMwNjM2NTAxJm9wPTEmdmlldz1hbGwmc3Viaj0xNDc0MDk3NTU2NzUmYWlkPS0xJmF1c2VyPTAmb2lkPTE0NzQwOTc1NTY3NSZpZD05NjMwMDYyOQ==" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs207.snc1/7430_515840131044_96300629_30636501_6416503_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
I have another fear... It is being up in the front, though not nearly
as bad as it use to be it is still there, only by the times I have
pushed myself forward (with some help from others and strength from
God) have I found it easier as my life as progressed. Of course, I have
also learned that I am much more nervous before being up front than
when I am actually up front, kinda like getting a shot at the doctors
office... sometimes the waiting is so very unnerving and difficult,
perhaps that is why I find this period in my life quite unnerving.
Trying to trust God and wait when the signs seem to show otherwise is
difficult. But my fear is that I give up on my calling because it makes
me uncomfortable, because it takes risks, because I may not seem the
minister-type to some. I have friends who have given up their callings
(ministry or otherwise), I know who they are and it saddens me to see
them settle for something less when God called them to something
greater. Some would say they found a more practical route, more
financially feasible, got married or had kids.... to me these are
excuses in life that hinder us from following God, from becoming
fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
My fear is that I will never get up and preach like I dream about,
preaching sermons that bring light into peoples life. Some that bring
them kneeling with utter conviction and others that will infuse
believers with joy in the love and compassion from their God, and that
that love might be shared with others as the community bond tightens
and the Kingdom of God grows like a mustard seed. I fear I will become
lazy and doubtful and leave these dreams, these visions behind and
trade them for something plain, something normal, settle for a mediocre
faith, one that is based on my level of ease and not based on
struggling to risk, struggling to let God use me in ways I cannot even
imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Another underlying fear is that I will be single, that I will never be
married. As much as single guys normally are not supposed to want such
things, I actually do... and I have this fear that it will never happen
either because it is not God's will for my life or because I have
become so pessimistic about relationships now that I will never try for
more than friendship, nor would anyone ever see me as more... that I
would remain stuck between the family I grew up with and the family I
will never have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Fears, yes I have fears but mixed in with these fears are my dreams,
did you sense them in those paragraphs I just wrote, strewn without and
within, between the lines and intermixed with my fears... yes, they are
intertwined and if I never meet my fears, if I never trust God in those
times and in those things, then I will never truly be able to even try
grasping at such dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
My dreams are to have a wife and a family one day, but also to be a
Christian who truly expresses Christ with both my words and my deeds;
spoken, written, and acted-out in and through my life. That I will find
a ministry job that will use all my gifts and that God will give me the
boldness to speak those words, the ones that sit between his word and
spirit and my mouth, the ones that stay hidden, the ones that lay
waiting... waiting for what sometimes I am not sure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
So my dear fellow readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
I now ask you the questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
What are you fears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
What are you dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Have you given up? Are you struggling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
How do your fears and dreams mix and fight against one another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
~ Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Pic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vaW1nYXJjaGl2ZS5pbmZvLzIwMDkwNC80NzI3OS5qcGc=" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://imgarchive.info/200&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;904/47279.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Almost Used:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmhlbW15Lm5ldC9pbWFnZXMvcGhvdG9ncmFwaHkvY2hpbGRyZW5uaWdodG1hcmUwMS5qcGc=" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.hemmy.net/image&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;s/photography/childrennigh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tmare01.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; </description><comments>http://doubledb.xanga.com/711933316/dreams-and-fears/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>What Dreams May Come</title><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/710340901/what-dreams-may-come/</link><guid>http://doubledb.xanga.com/710340901/what-dreams-may-come/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 16:18:49 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blogSubject"&gt;	
									&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Current mood:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-style: italic;" src="http://x.myspacecdn.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/scared.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;anxious
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								    &lt;font style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="photo photo_left" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmZhY2Vib29rLmNvbS9waG90by5waHA/cGlkPTMwNjIzNjMwJm9wPTEmdmlldz1hbGwmc3Viaj0xMzUwNzQwNTA2NzUmYWlkPS0xJmF1c2VyPTAmb2lkPTEzNTA3NDA1MDY3NSZpZD05NjMwMDYyOQ==" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5411_515412133754_96300629_30623630_2164266_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;What Dreams May Come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;08/23/2009 - 6:39AM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just woke up from another dream, another dream almost so bad it felt
like a nightmare for some strange reason. I woke up with feelings of
anxiety and my heart was pumping. The dream itself was simple enough
really... I was taking on an additional job at a grocery store stocking
and fronting. In it I had a leader and a person helping me, then in the
middle of it they left, they were gone, and I was left by myself. After
a while I found a kind lady who helped me out, who told me what to do
and then said my job was only two hours every night (which was odd to
me in my dream and I must have thought it was supposed to be longer
somehow).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Why would that cause anxiety? I don&amp;#8217;t know, I don&amp;#8217;t know how to
interpret dreams really... Are they a mix of my feelings? Are they
random? Are they visions from God? Whatever it is, when I am in times
of confusion and trouble, in times of transition and searching, my
dreams seem to increase, and usually increase with and add to my
anxiety as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
I long to have pleasant dreams again, which I haven&amp;#8217;t had a lot of
since this past January. My soul has been on edge and with me leaving
my church, it has become worse... Maybe it is anxiety over finding
another church, over finding another ministry position, maybe me
questioning if youth ministry fits me. I don&amp;#8217;t tell people this but
sometimes I have visions, day dreams about preaching Gods word... but
not what is normally heard, at least in an acceptable Caucasian
southern Baptist church. No, I have dreams of preaching like the
prophets of the Old Testament like Ezekiel, Jeremiah, or Elijah. For
some reason I think the church needs preaching but not from those who
are fearful but those who seem to hold no fear, which is funny to hear
from me, a guy who still has trouble getting up front in front of
people (though not nearly as bad as it use to be by any means).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
I see our churches declining and I wonder where the power of God is at
in all of this. People say it is part of America&amp;#8217;s moral decline and in
other countries the gospel is exploding. In most of those countries the
message is simply the gospel, the good news of Jesus but here in
America we already know the good news or people think they do at least.
What people need is to be awakened from their spiritual sleep; they
need to see the gospel and church as relevant. And I think a lot of
what the prophets said in the Old Testament is very pertinent to our
present condition in our country and in our churches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Who will help the poor? The government has Medicare and Food Stamps and
Unemployment, but what is the church really doing about it? Should we
have universal healthcare? How is the church helping those who cannot
afford healthcare? (I am among them) Do we offer to help those in need
freely or do we coerce them by our helping hands to hear the gospel
message. I have heard stories where help was only offered if those in
need attended some bible study, church service, seminar, or revival
meeting. Is this the heart of the gospel? Do you think Jesus would hold
carrots in front of a hungry person but tell them they could not eat
unless they listened to his message? I don&amp;#8217;t see Jesus using that kind
of manipulation, maybe sometimes we depend more on a person hearing a
sermon than on the Holy Spirit speaking after a kind act, leaving the
person wondering why love would be shown freely, with no strings
attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
What dreams may come... for me in my jobs and ministry, for me in
relationships which often confuse me, and for the future of the church
in America and among all Christians, my brothers and sisters in the
faith. In all things may we continue to seek and trust God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
~ Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Pic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vaGFydmVzdGZlbGxvd3NoaXAubmV0L3lhaG9vX3NpdGVfYWRtaW4vYXNzZXRzL2ltYWdlcy9qMDQzMzA3NC4xNDMxNzE1MDRfc3RkLmpwZw==" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://harvestfellowship.n&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;et/yahoo_site_admin/assets&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;/images/j0433074.143171504&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;_std.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; </description><comments>http://doubledb.xanga.com/710340901/what-dreams-may-come/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>New Steps and Trusting God Once Again</title><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/708853672/new-steps-and-trusting-god-once-again/</link><guid>http://doubledb.xanga.com/708853672/new-steps-and-trusting-god-once-again/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 20:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="note_header"&gt;&lt;div class="note_title_share clearfix"&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;" class="note_title"&gt;&lt;span&gt;New Steps and Trusting God Once Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am writing this, something I have wanted to write for a while,
something that has been brewing in my heart and in my mind, filling me
once again with questions and confusion. I will likely post this
tomorrow but tonight(Aug. 2nd) I give my resignation to the church (My
last will be Aug. 18th, 2009), to my first church, which comes as a
bitter-sweet thing. I always decided I was going to leave when I really
felt God calling me to leave the church, either because I just felt
called to leave or because I felt called to another church. Well, I
have been seeking God, seeking other possibilities of churches, mostly
wanting to know where God wants me, in what direction he wants me to go
(leave or stay).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
I have interviewed with a couple of churches, some of you know this
from my notes, private notes, or messages and I appreciate your prayers
(and continuing prayers in all of this). But somewhere about a month
ago I began to feel it was time to leave, to leave this first ministry
position and prepare for the next one. So, even though I have had some
interviews and no other jobs are lined up, I just feel it is time to
move on, maybe to another youth group, maybe to another ministry
besides youth. Really I just want to be open to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Also, the last few months my passion has been lagging, my spirit has
felt burnt-out and heavy. I haven&amp;#8217;t been coming to God like I need to
and so I will also use this time to come before God, to work on me, my
personal relationship with Him. I have been thinking of a few ways to
do this, but I need to be refreshed, I need to call out to God, cry out
to God, and be in a place to be able to hear his voice and be ready for
whatever is next. I am also considering holding off any more interviews
for about a month after my last day at VBC, I just feel I need some
time, some peace, and some room to think and pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
I often wonder what God has next for me, for it seems my plans always
flop and so I need to be open to everything and that scares me, scares
me because I know it means putting myself out there, being
uncomfortable once again, it means trusting God as I sort through the
fog and clasp my hand around the hand of my Father, of my God, hear his
voice and follow once again into that unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
To those of my church who read this I loved you all.. and leaving feels
like leaving a family, a family I have known for 2.5 years and have
grown to love, have been use to seeing, and now I must leave, must go
and follow because that is what we are supposed to do, not just as
ministers but as Christians, go and follow when we hear God call, when
we feel the Holy Spirit speaking to us in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
May God bless us as we follow, may we trust as we go, may we find peace
in knowing we are obeying in the midst of fear and our confusion about
life and what will come next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Your Brother in Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
~ Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 128, 0); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://doubledb.xanga.com/708853672/new-steps-and-trusting-god-once-again/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Regret</title><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/708537177/regret/</link><guid>http://doubledb.xanga.com/708537177/regret/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 21:54:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;Regret&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and looked at the time;
he was astounded by how much time had gone by. It was now very late and
while the conversation was wonderful, both the time and the hurried
sound of rainfall was upon him. He wanted to stay... good grief he
wished he could just stay there all night and into the morning,
continuing this conversation, being there with her, but he knew he
needed to go, needed to leave, if not now then he would be there all
night, whether by the speeding of time and conversation or the flooding
from the rain pounding outside.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
He looked at her and said he needed to go; yes he used the word needed,
not because he wanted to use it but because he felt he had to use it.
Sure, it was early in that getting-to-know-you phase, sure he wanted to
seem respectful, sure he didn&amp;#8217;t want anyone (including her) to get the
wrong opinion, but in his heart he wanted not to go; however, his
feelings of duty forced him to answer "yeah, I need to go" when she
said it was pouring outside and he could stay a while until the storm
passed if he wanted. Why did she have to offer? Why did he feel he had
to refuse?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30604268&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=122623995675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=122623995675&amp;amp;id=96300629" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img   src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs140.snc1/5971_514877355454_96300629_30604268_917106_n.jpg" style="width: 460px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clear_none" style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
He didn&amp;#8217;t know it then but he would regret that decision for a long
time, not because the rain was far worse than he wanted, not because
his car got messed up; but because in his heart he truly wanted to
stay, maybe should have stayed... spent the night in deep conversation,
maybe held her hand, maybe just went to sleep on her couch as the rain,
as the storm continued to pound its way. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But he didn&amp;#8217;t... No, he was too proper, to predictable maybe to do such
a thing, respectable in a good way; however, a way that may have messed
things up for him. He always wonders, has wondered, and will wonder if
things would have been different after that? Would she have seen him in
a different light? Would he had taken better steps, better advances at
getting to know her, letting her know him, even if only a little more,
only a couple of hours. Would life be different, the same? He looks
back on this event and on others like it and wonders what would be
different?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none" style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30604267&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=122623995675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=122623995675&amp;amp;id=96300629" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img   src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs160.snc1/5971_514877335494_96300629_30604267_6885114_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
He ponders the past but knows he can only try to be more ready in the
future, more ready to take risks, less ready to let opportunities
slide, and more ready to be bold when those situations come along. The
past is behind and nothing can be done about the past... but the future
waits. He can hear the rain pounding. He can hear his heart throbbing.
He can hear his slurred breathing because he is nervous... and tries to
convince himself... wants to convince himself that next time will be
different, that who he was then is not who is now... that he has
hopefully learned not to let those times pass by without taking hold of
them, cherishing the moment, grasping for dear life, before finally
letting them go and fall away, fall behind, and becoming the past once
again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
~ Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
Pic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank"   href="http://www.visuallee.com/weblog/images/rear_view_night_rain.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.visuallee.com/w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;span&gt;eblog/images/rear_view_nig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;ht_rain.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
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&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="photo photo_left"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30573740&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=107264965675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=107264965675&amp;amp;id=96300629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs090.snc1/5098_514203176514_96300629_30573740_5787835_a.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="clear_left"&gt;I
feel like getting on my soap box based on a post I read on Xanga.com
recently, it was speaking about being ignored by people and how
extremely annoying it is. I so agree... I thought as I got older my
friendships would expand but it seems like friendships drop in and out
of radar for no reason at all, among these the most are friendships
with females, including the double-standard that comes in friendships
with them specifically (do not worry, this is only part of this
writing).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I don&amp;#8217;t know what it is about friendships with the other gender but
doesn&amp;#8217;t it always seem more complicated, sometimes for no reason at
all. Case 1: I got a message once from someone I barely knew though a
friend who wanted to know if I was interested in being her date to a
sorority thing. In all honesty, I was not attracted to her that much,
call me shallow but hey, I have been turned down as well, so
whatever... anyways, it wasn&amp;#8217;t just that I was not attracted but I
don&amp;#8217;t really want to go on a date, especially a socially awkward one,
and one where I feel inclined to dance and talk to a lot of people I
don&amp;#8217;t know (did I mention I cannot dance). I don&amp;#8217;t know, going on a
date because they can&amp;#8217;t find someone and going on a date like that with
someone I am not actually dating did not seem preferable. Anyways, so I
thought I would wait a day or so and respond somehow. As a guy I want
to be direct but not hurtful. Then I get a message from her friend whom
I know asking why I haven&amp;#8217;t messaged her back. WOH, HEY! How come when
a female doesn&amp;#8217;t get a response their friends are allowed to message me
in complaint but when I do not receive a reply to a message or comment
there is no one getting onto females for me. Not that I would want
that, but it just seems unfair...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="photo photo_center"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30573741&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=107264965675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=107264965675&amp;amp;id=96300629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs090.snc1/5098_514203211444_96300629_30573741_1667266_a.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
More generally, it is just annoying to me now because I consider people
on myspace and facebook my friends, so when I message or comment and
receive no reply, it honestly confuses me. Why are they still even my
friend if they do not care to respond to me? Why are they even listed
as my friend if they do not respond to me? So yeah, a few days ago I
deleted a bunch of people, ones who I just never talk to and many of
them were females who I would comment or message and they would never
respond to me. It is so annoying and I have no problem deleting
"friends" who do not associate with me, mainly because if we are not
friends I do not care to act like we are. I am not into games or
friendship politics... sure I give people chances but after so long I
just tire of trying to reach out, trying to friends, after so long I
just decide to say screw-it, they are not my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Also, I have noticed there are those friends who are always friends on
their own terms. You can try to talk to them, chat with them, call
them, or plan things - but unless it is there idea or on their schedule
they will not associate with you. This is annoying to me as well but I
usually just respond when they choose to show up, though I sometimes
wonder if I should... Sometimes friends like that make me want to say I
am busy or tired. I just hate to feel like I am giving so much into
friendships while some people only seem to take, then when they are
done with your friendship, done with letting you fill some emotional
void, done with their between times of other friendships, they just
drop you and act as if you never existed, as if you friendship didn&amp;#8217;t
even matter, so annoying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
I mean, where is the quality in friendships when they just all seem to
come and go... it is like you put all this time and quality into
getting to know someone and then, it is as if none of it really
mattered at all, it totally makes you feel rejected as a person&amp;#8230; and as
a friend. I suppose one could go for more shallow friendships, surely
you would have more to do, but I have never liked quantity over
quality. I guess situational friends and friendships just annoy me
sometimes and then having to act like those people are still your
friends when you see them again is almost humorous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Well, lets be honest, a lot of those I am speaking about were likely
deleted and so they will not read this. And another hint that the 50
people I deleted of facebook last week were not really my friends is
that it has been almost a week and not one has messaged me or friend
requested me, they do not even notice they are not my friend anymore -
is anymore evidence needed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
So, if you are a person who gives a lot in your friendships then my
heart goes out to you and if you are a person who takes, who goes from
friend to friend, I would ask where the quality is in your friendships?
Do you leave because you are bored? Do you leave because once people
begin to know you, you get afraid or scared? Think about those friends
who pour themselves into your life only to be left behind, how would
you like that feeling? Maybe it even happened to you once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
May we all try to have quality friendships, may we learn to be givers
more and takers less, and if we feel out of balance between the two,
may we feel free to leave those friends who are not really our friends
anymore and find freedom from that, a release of pressure and worry
trying to reach out to someone who is already gone&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
*Off the Soap Box* :.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
~ Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
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Pic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;a style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://uppitynegronetwork.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/soapbox.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://uppitynegronetwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;files.wordpress.com/2009/0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/soapbox.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;a style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/articles/blog/880000288/20081028/rants.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.publishersweekl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;y.com/articles/blog/880000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;288/20081028/rants.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://doubledb.xanga.com/705778115/on-the-soap-box-on-being-ignored-and-situational-friendships/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title> Separation of Church and State: Part 2 of 2</title><link>http://doubledb.xanga.com/705104369/-separation-of-church-and-state-part-2-of-2/</link><guid>http://doubledb.xanga.com/705104369/-separation-of-church-and-state-part-2-of-2/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 18:28:35 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="note_header"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="photo photo_left"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30557764&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=101250900675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=101250900675&amp;amp;id=96300629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs103.snc1/4571_513939729464_96300629_30557764_772300_a.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="clear_left"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If
there is no respect for another person, then I can assure you there
will never be open dialogue in which to persuade them to the gospel of
Christ in the first place.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Separation of Church and State: Part 2 of 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How Christians Have Lost Their Voice and Will Loose Their Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
...Now, I do think paying homage to Jesus Christ is a good thing that
should be allowed at a graduation ceremony. Why? Because I think the
student earned the right to speak and should be allowed to thank
whatever influences are in his or her life. However, again it is
important to stress that if we allow this freedom of speech and
religion for one, a Christian, then we must allow it for another -
otherwise we are just being plain hypocrites. One never has to agree
with what is said, but out of respect, one should always respect a
person for who they are, including different beliefs. If there is no
respect for another person, then I can assure you there will never be
open dialogue in which to persuade them to the gospel of Christ in the
first place. Does this mean we deny our conviction and faith, no - but
we do not force others to deny theirs either...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;#8230; And this is where Christians in America have begun to hang themselves
- we cry to freedom of religion and speech and we cry to the
obliteration to the separation of church and state, not for others but
for us, so that Christians may once again rule America as it should be.
The problem is that in doing this we are setting ourselves up for a
Civic Church, one whose freedom of speech is going to be halted in the
mutual agreement on civility, peace, and toleration.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
If there is no civic church then there will be a destroying of the
church as it eventually must go underground. Freedom of speech is
already being lost by Christians in other developed nations when they
preach against things like homosexuality. Now it is we who must cease
our freedom so that another can have theirs, toleration and all. But
who is tolerating the Christian voice in this situation, why does the
KKK get to continue it speech and demonstrations but Christians are
loosing their own? Why is a good question&amp;#8230; And I honestly think it is
something we have been doing to ourselves - now that public thought of
different religions and ideas being accepted grow, as the information
we are fed is always changing, people question absolute truth.. and
instead of answering their queries, instead of discussing faith with
them, we have taken the approach of merely telling them they are wrong,
they are evil, they are sinful - we forgot that we to are sinful and
wrong (Romans 3:21-24), this is why Christ died for us (Romans 5:6-11).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Somewhere we lost ourselves as "Christians in a nation called America",
we accepted politics over true faith, voting morals instead of sharing
them with our feet and by our actions, we have lost our voice and our
only true chance to find it is to look to Jesus once again; this son of
God who taught his disciples who never knew who he was until the end
(MK 8:27-30; LK 24: 13-35), who spent time with sinners despite the
murmurings of the religious authorities of his time(MT 9:8; MK
2:15-17); , who told us to pray for our enemies (MT 5:43-48), and who
told us to give to Caesar what is Caesars and give to God what is God's
(Mt 22:21; MK 12:17; LK 20:25).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;" class="photo photo_left"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30557765&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=101250900675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=101250900675&amp;amp;id=96300629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs083.snc1/4571_513939754414_96300629_30557765_4844636_a.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;" class="photo photo_left"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30557766&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=101250900675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=101250900675&amp;amp;id=96300629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs083.snc1/4571_513939779364_96300629_30557766_265077_a.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Think About It...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
~ Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
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Pic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
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coming... and many of us so called Christians and Americans seem to
have no clue what it means to have freedom of religion, freedom of
speech, and separation of church and state. People think they know
about the issue but in reality have no idea what is boils down to...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Daniel/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://sarahpalintruthsquad.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/bible-american-flag.jpg" style="border-width: 0px;" alt="" width="300"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Separation of Church and State: Part 1 of 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How Christians Have Lost Their Voice and Will Loose Their Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
First, what most people think is separation of church and state is
related to things like not being allowed to have the 10 Commandments on
public property, not being allowed to pray in schools, not being
allowed to say Jesus in a graduation ceremony, and not being able to
share Jesus everywhere. But when we look at these issues of freedom,
where are they at? Most of these are all in public settings, setting
where people are all together... The 10 Commandments are great laws to
live by but the issue is not that they are not good but that the
government is endorsing one religion and not giving freedom to another.
The choice is to either take out the commandments or to add other
religious texts from various religions; however, a majority of
Christians would not like other religions referred to... &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Ah, but here it is, Christians wanting freedom of religion, but only
for themselves and not for others. Does allowing freedom for others
mean we are condoning their beliefs and rejecting our own, certainly
not. What it does mean is that Christians are putting themselves in a
very difficult hole in society. Toleration is the cry we hear from the
liberal foot-hills of free speech and if Christians and right-wing
people would be smart, they would accept toleration as a valid point,
not only in allowing more discussion of other beliefs but using it as a
stepping stone to also allow their own faith and beliefs to be heard
and also to remain valid in the eyes of others.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;
Prayer in school is another thing that was lost almost a half-century
ago and is still very much spoken about, especially by the older people
of my generation. They feel Americas decline was based on this; of
course one would say that the decline caused the idea of ending prayer
to come up so something was wrong before that ever happened. Still,
think about it - how would you feel if a Muslim was allowed to pray
every morning and your child had to be a part in it? Does that seem
fair? You say "We are a Christian nation" and to that I say "So was
Germany and the Nazis'"... I am not saying we are the same, except we
cannot put faith and nationalism on the same scale, Rome did that and
fell between their King and Pope conflicts as well if you read the
history books (See: Reason why America added Separation of Church and
State). To say others faith exist in America is not a denial of our
own, in fact, if we would open our eyes we would see it as a vast
amount of people needing to see the light of Christ instead of seeing
them as political enemies (enemies who Christ told us to love by the
way - Matthew 5:43-48 anyone?).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);" class="photo photo_left"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30557750&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=101243525675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=101243525675&amp;amp;id=96300629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs103.snc1/4571_513939255414_96300629_30557750_1109796_a.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30557751&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=101243525675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=101243525675&amp;amp;id=96300629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs103.snc1/4571_513939290344_96300629_30557751_6814312_a.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);" class="clear_right"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);" class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30557753&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=101243525675&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=101243525675&amp;amp;id=96300629"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs103.snc1/4571_513939360204_96300629_30557753_6885442_n.jpg" alt="" class=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clear_none"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
~ Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;
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