AJaelH's Xanga

Monday, October 23, 2006

Mon, 23 Oct 2006 04:51:33 GMT

I think we should all go on Xanga strike. I am becoming rather annoyed by the unnecessarily large, sketchy banners nowadays.

Actually, there isn't much that I can do about the banners except buy Xanga Premium, which would defeat the whole purpose of my strike idea! How does one go about starting a strike from a free blog anyways? Oh dear, I think it would end up being a lost cause. I might as well give up now =P.

In any case, I will probably be using my blogger more than my Xanga (unless I really have something that I am dying to post), but I'll still be keeping this name to read all and comment on all your guys' posts! So... since I am not endorsing a strike: keep posting!

http://www.abriefstillness.blogspot.com

CO Pictures

Thu, 12 Oct 2006 05:22:45 GMT

I know it is way late to be posting these, but whatever, I finally found time to do it.

"Just wanted to say, I'm very impressed by the wide variety of entries I've seen for the ugly-jersey contest. (Wait... what? There isn't a contest?) Nevermind. Looks great on you."
- Style Man

"What are you dressed as?"
- Grayson

And so our week began...

If only it would have stayed flat...

...No such luck.

Taken by the world's worst photographer... I don't know many people who can actually manage to cut off both the heads and feet of the subject in one picture...

Check out the elevation =D

Guess which one of us got to draft the whole day =P (click on the picture to enlarge it =D)

Down with the Sag Wagon!

At the finish line

Monday, September 25, 2006

Mon, 25 Sep 2006 19:23:14 GMT

Hey, I have started a photo blog on Blogger, for anyone who may be interested in checking it out.

Stillness...

Oh boy...

Sat, 09 Sep 2006 17:22:21 GMT

CycleOregon.com

Too Much Fun...

Sun, 20 Aug 2006 00:09:47 GMT

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Wed, 25 Jan 2006 02:49:14 GMT

July 2, 2004 - South Africa

[.pause.]

I met Naledi’s mother today. After we gave the beanies out she asked me if she could show her room, and of course I said yes. We scaled the three staircases and walked down a long dark hall. I do not think that the woman inside was expecting anyone other than Naledi. She introduced me to her mother. We first chatted a little bit about the weather (it was especially cold today), then Naledi said she was going back down stairs. At first I was a little surprised, and kind of worried that I wouldn’t know what to say to her mother and then the conversation would end abruptly and I didn’t want to seem rude. But it didn’t happen like that. She asked me what I thought about Cape Town, and I told her that I found it to be a lovely city, and the people, most of the time, very friendly. She nodded at that and said that yes, a lot of the people are very friendly, but the crime rate here is so high. She told me how she looks out her window and sees so much destruction and crime that she just wanted to go away and leave it all behind. She asked if my mother was scared to send me here, I said that my mom was a little worried… but she knows that God’s hand is protecting us, and nothing will happen that is not in his plan.

At this point she smiled and said, “It is so nice to know that He goes before us, behind us, He is above us… but sometimes it is easy to forget… to get worried… but thank you for reminding me…”

Monday, January 02, 2006

Mon, 02 Jan 2006 04:00:36 GMT

Yesterday morning while sitting down to a comfortable breakfast of eggs and toast and I happed to look out our window at the river. I got a sensation similar to one you might get when you are speeding along in a boat, with the rock and sand banks rushing past. During this rainy spell, our river has gone from a somewhat lazy depth that was only at my hips during the deepest times of summer, to a powerful height that would easily cover my head... and I am not exactly short.

I can't help but marvel at the awesome power of millions of gallons of murky water rushing past my comparatively small figure as I just stand and just watch.

Our normally 8-10 foot tall waterfall is completely engulfed in icy power. The stairs leading down the the rocky beach where thirteen people were baptized five months ago are almost nonexistent.

^The difference of these two pictures is only a day apart.

Maybe I am weird or something, but the way the river level has been rapidly rising and lowering dramatically over the past few days makes me think of how grateful I am to be under the rule of a God who has an unchanging nature. A God that is the same as yesterday, and will remain as He is tomorrow. Our river has had a devistating affect on areas on lower ground... how much more would the God of the universe if He felt kindly towards me one day, and couldn't stand my presents the next. I just praise the God I serve that He is 'the same yesterday and today and forever.' [.Hebrews 13:8.].

For I the Lord do not change; therefore you, O children of Jacob, are not consumed.
[.Malachi 3:6.]

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Wed, 16 Nov 2005 02:16:07 GMT

i hacked... andie... i hacked...

-?????-

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Tue, 05 Jul 2005 02:07:59 GMT

Um... sorry about the shocking 'scheme', but I felt like being drastic. Actually, I am just playing around and it won't look like this for very long :P

While I'm doing this... can anyone see my picture?

EDIT: How about now?

Monday, July 04, 2005

Mon, 04 Jul 2005 05:12:20 GMT

You call me loved

Search me now. Find all the dejected affections within me...
Take them from me now and fill the void in this soul with your holy, personal divinity.

Cleanse and purify this brokenness with your refining fire.
Take these ashes and trade them in for something beautiful...

I cast every burden down.
I lay them before the foot of the cross.
Let me forget all my selfish thoughts.

You are He who raised the mountains from the earth,
The artist who paints the sky with vibrant hues of beauty,
Your almighty hand measured the breadth or the universe,
And breathed the breath of existence into all.
You are the logic of all,
You are the standard of excellence,
The stars sing your praise!

[.You call me loved.]

Father, I adore thee,
I lift my hands to you,
I fall to my knees before you,
I cast my crowns before your throne,
Worthy is the Lamb!
Holy, holy, holy are you the author of all,
That has been, that is, and that is to come!

[.ajaelh.6.2005.]