Fool of Knowledge

So, this is yet another poem written as an effect of my utter annoyed state in my second hour class. But once more it ended up having a much deeper meaning than it's original context would lead you to believe :).

Why work as one? Don't you know that we'd actually achieve something then? Why listen to an opinion that's better than yours? You might learn something. Why admit that your way is wrong? You might show humility. And none of this would EVER do. Of course not, why would you expect otherwise? You say you're better than them, better than all of this. Don't you know? The wise are made to be utter fools.

"For the wisdom of this world is foolishness to God. As the Scriptures say, 'He traps the wise in the snare of their own cleverness.' " - 1 Corinthians 3:19

Hope

It's what I need everyday to make it through. Without it, I wouldn't be standing. Without it, there would be no me. It makes me who I am, it releases my passion. It makes me whole. And just so you know, I didn't mispell Son. :)

The root of my life. The foundation on which my heart lies. It's the back bone of any grace in humanity. It resounds in creation. The winds carry it from the mountain heights; They blow it to the depths of the Earth. It comforts the grief-stricken, And it punishes the wicked. Founded on a hill, the years of a dual chiliad since. It's circumstances weren't how most wanted to greet it. But rather wanted or not, it was and is, and it will be. The Heavens join in with it's labour of love. With it, the Son shines bright.

"And a voice from Heaven said, 'This is my dearly loved Son, who brings me great Joy." -Matthew 3:17

Confessions of a Fine Arts Participant 3

Side note: Sarah Reeves Concert. "Eating this is fun!!" xD

Awesome day. Zach performed today, grr... made me get up, haha. Japanese food for lunch at Ming Court. AMAZING service tonight!! God's love was so strong and tangible there. To think that the saviour of the world, the maker of all creation cares for me is astounding. I can't even describe how much I love him. After service was pretty gangsta. :) Bearett and Seth join us at Olive Garden and we told "Yo Momma" jokes. Quite Amusing, haha.

-August 5, 2009

Speaker: Jay Mooney & Tony Dungy

Orlando9 night 3, day 2

Confessions of a Fine Arts Participant 2

Sidenotes for the day: Got cussed out atleast twice by two scottish guys at the pool! Met two annoying Hispanic hotel police officers... ugh!!

Performed our best for he who can't be given all that he's worth! But we did our best for him, and I believe that it was pleasing to his heart, even though we didn't advance. Went to Johnny Rockets and to Wonder World, Allen and Shannon paid for both :)!! Long day, but luckily it was our night off.

-August 4, 2009

Orlando9 night 2, day 1

Speaker: none, night off.

Listen

I wrote this in Chemistry a couple days ago. While the original reason behind me writing it was to make a parody of my Chemistry class, it ended up having a deeper meaning. It ended up being a definition, partially, of the human condition.

A non-melodic rasp. A melody of clashing notes. The sound of silence, words being pronounced with no meaning. Sound, going and going. No one listens, yet they all hear it. They refuse to listen to this song. A jamble of notes without a scale. A rythm in the minor key of H. Sung in treble-bass Clef on a non-distorted Harp. We hear what we hear, but never listen to it. See what we see, but don't examine. This is the failure of Humanity.

"And the King will say, 'I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these, my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!' " -Matthew 25:40

Your Light

I wrote this in math class this past week. When I wrote it I was indeed thinking about someone. One person who knows what's right but feel they need to be like this world. They know the story, they know every line by heart. But instead of using what they know, and instead of using their light they decide to hold it under a bushel, so that they can fit in. And well, it really hurts to see that.

The light you posses is precious, so why hide it? The light that you possess is rare. So, why cover it? Your light is precious, so protect it. Your light is stronger when you're at your weakest, so use it. Your light can't be extinguished by man. Only you can do that. So hold true, be true. Shine.

"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden." -Matthew 5:14