Broken

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain is there healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm hanging on another day just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I will be ok

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm holdin' on
I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

A Nice Problem To Have

As I was listening to the radio today on my way to school, a song came on and it really made me think. How often have I came upon a problem in my life and treated it as a annoyance or hindrance to my life? That flat tire the other day, forgetting my keys or my phone. All of these events caused me to take a unplanned break in my day, and gave me a chance to think. It brought to mind Psalm 46:10 "Be still, and know that I am God."

Instead of being frustrated at these little inconveniences in my life, I believe that God wants me to take time each day to slow down, and be at peace with him. However novel this idea may sound, it works. That's kinda the whole point of this post, its the little things in life that matter more than we think.

Had his back to the wall
Sittin on a corner
Beggin' for mercy in the shape of a quarter
He said man it sure is a cold harsh city
I'd appreciate anything you can give me

I'd said I'd like to help you but I can't today
Got a wife, a kid, and one on the way
A car loan, a mortgage and taxes to file
He said to me with a toothless smile

What a nice problem to have
Someday you'll figure out
It's the sweetest of worries
You worry about
Man I used to be right where you're at
And what a nice problem to have

Well I reached for my wallet and pulled out a twenty
Might've seemed like a lot but I got back plenty
That long road home seemed shorter this time
She met me at the door with tears in her eyes and said
The faucets leaking in the kitchen again
Billy's got a fever and the washer won't spin
I put my hand on our unborn child
Kissed her on the cheek and I just smiled

What a nice problem to have
Baby I figured out
It's the sweetest of worries I worry about
Baby I like my life right where it's at
And what a nice problem to have

What a nice problem to have
Baby I figured out
It's the sweetest of worries we worry about
Baby I like our life right where it's at
And what a nice problem
Oh such a nice problem
Yeah what a nice problem to have

Finally, be sure to be thankful to have those problems, because that means you're alive:)

Update.

Okay....I'm back:)

I've decided to just post some humor to lighten up all of our lives because I know we all can use some comic relief.


The letter from the Air Force colonel in charge of safety said
that rocket boosters weighing more than 300,000 pounds "have
an explosive force upon surface impact that is sufficient to
exceed the accepted overpressure threshhold of physiological
damage for exposed personnel."

In other words, if a 300,000-pound booster rocket falls on
someone, he or she will die.

Unfortunately we humans don't come equipped with delete buttons for our mouths. My friend and his rock band were playing a concert at the psychiatric hospital where he worked as a musical therapist. The audience was a little too quiet for his taste so the guitarist decided to do something about it. He grabbed the microphone, pointed at the group and yelled, "are you ready to get a little crazy?"

The BEST one yet is:

I had just pulled over someone for driving under the influence when another car pulled up behind us. I stopped what I was doing and ventured back to see if the driver needed assistance.
"No I dont need any help" he said reeking of booze. Then pointed to the flashing light on the roof of my cruiser, he continued, "I just stopped for the red light"


Song of the post: Trip Around the Sun by Jimmy Buffett and Martina McBride.
Since I had a birthday last week, I decided this would be a good song:)

Posting...

As my sister commented in my last post, blogging is really not real high on my priorities list. To further exemplify this, I am including part of my profile on Dr. Rich Ganz which I turned in today to Mr. Pulliam.

Dr. Ganz was pointed towards Christ by a man he had never met, in a cabin 5,000 miles from where he was supposed to be. A student from Harvard was bicycling through Europe and during a storm ended up stopping at the same cabin Ganz was in. When presented with the Gospel, Ganz said “This is all very interesting, but I need a great deal of time to think about these things” he replied “Time, you’ve got time, just remember, you don’t have forever.”


Think about that quote, is what you are doing REALLY going to matter later in life?
If you were to die today, how much would you have helped to change the world?
To go along with that last quote, I am including Keith Urbans song "Days Go By" as my song of the post.

Humor: I was looking over some computer hardware at an electronics store when I overheard a customer ask the salesclerk, "I'd like a mouse pad please." "We have loads to choose from sir" answered the clerk. "Great" said the customer. Will they all be compatible with my computer?

Been a while...

I know I havent updated for a while....so I shall. I really enjoyed all of Dr. Ganz's teaching this past week. Even though I was kept busy during most of it, I picked up a set of tapes, and plan to listen to them again:) Dr. Ganz's seminar has been the most notable thing I have done since I last updated.

Some good quotes:
Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It's not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything."
-Muhammad Ali

"All the president is, is a glorified public relations man who spends his time flattering, kissing, and kicking people to get them to do what they are supposed to do anyway."-Harry S Truman

"Be true to your work, your word, and your friend."-Henry David Thoreau

"You can't build a reputation on what you're going to do."
-Henry Ford


"Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal."
-Henry Ford

Song of the post: Magnificent Seven
Recognize it?
If so, tell me where you heard it last:)

Dead?

No I'm not dead. Just busy living my life.

The Olympic High Diver

An Olympic gold-medalist high-diving champion was once plagued qith insomnia.
As he tossed and turned upon his bed, he began thinking deeply about the success he had attained in his field. He meditated on the gold medals he had won. To his dismay he realized that his success had not achieved what he had hoped. The excitement of winning, the photographers, the medals, and the fame had given him some sense of pleasure, but the fact of death awaiting him left him with a complete sense of futility.
He rose from the bed and made his way to his diving pool. Because of a full moon, he didn't even bother to turn the lights on. As he climbed the high diving board, he watched his shadow cast by the moonlight on the far wall. The routine had become so commonplace to him that he could confidently walk that board in the semi-darkness.
At the end of the diving board, he prepared for the dive. He placed his feet together, then pulled his arms up to a horizontal position. As he did so, his eyes caught a glimpse of his shadow on the far wall. All he could see was a perfect cross. His mind immediately raced back to his Sunday school days: "God commends his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us" (Romans 5:8). All of a sudden he felt unclean as he considered the Commandments he had broken. THe sinless Son of God had come to pay the penalty for his sins. With tears in his eyes, the great athlete turned around, slowly made his way down to the bottom of the diving board, fell to his knees, and yielded his life to Jesus Christ. He was able to go back to bed and sleep peacefully.
In the morning he arose with a new sense of forgiveness of his sins. He made his way back to the pool, but to his utter astonishment, it was completely empty! The previous evening, the caretaker had emptied it and was just beginning the process of refilling.

Quote of the post: "The only thing achieved without effort is failure"
Song of the post: That's My Job by Conway Twitty