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Name: Micah
Country: United States
State: Indiana
Metro: Fort Wayne
Birthday: 4/20/1989
Gender: Male


Interests: Jesus Christ for loving me no matter what, family, friends, playing music, and listening to music. War movies and basketball. Biology and computers. Food. I like my band.
Expertise: Being a rock star
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 6/11/2005

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Saturday, January 26, 2008

It has been one year, four months, and fifteen days since I last wrote in this Xanga.
The probablility of anyone reading this is next to none, which is something that sparks mixed emotions.
I can say what I want without fear of consequence, yet no one will be able to testify to what I have discovered.

At the time of my last entry, I was struggling with weather or not to end my relationship with someone named Jeneca Holland. Well, that relationship was ended, but not by me.
Everything came to an end in February of 2007, which is roughly five months after I posted that Xanga entry.
For five months, I debated weather or not it was God's will. Ultimately, I made the decision to stick with it, but God wrenched it from my hands. That is neither here nor there. The point is, in my entry, I asked God to guide me, and even though I was stubborn and would not listen, He lead me down His path. He wanted me out of that relationship, but I wouldn't let go. I see now that it was lust and worldly desires that kept me in it.

"Oh Lord! Be my light, in this, my hour of need!

My heart begs for Your guidance!

Make my path clear before my feet
I stand at the crossroads
and wait for your direction!

Come to my rescue, oh Savior of man!"

Those were the words I wrote, and that is just what happened. He was my light in my hour of need. He guided my heart. At the crossroads, He bid me come and follow Him. He came to my rescue.

His grace has saved a wretch like me.
Abba Father, thank you. I have been brought to Your table, and seated where I don't belong.

I am not worthy of Your love, but you pour blessings like rain upon your son nonetheless. Words fail to touch my thanks.


Monday, September 11, 2006

It's been over ten months since that fateful day when I began this rollercoaster of a relationship. It's hard to believe it's almost been a year, and how long it has been!

I have learned a lot, changed a lot, compromised a lot (much more than I would have liked to), but through all of this, I cannot tell wheather I am better or worse for it.

Extacy comes and goes, as well as confusion. I am just not sure what to do. Christ is my guiding light, and He will light the path before my feet.

Do I stay, or do I go? She works again tonight. 10:30 - 6:30. I woke up, and went to school with such peace, yet as they day went on, my heart sank further and further as I wondered wheather or not she texted Travis again. It's not right.

I must make my steps, and my thoughts, righteous, and I will not be shaken. Whatever happens, happens because He wills it.

I have feelings both ways, to be honest. Leave her, and feel the freedom of not worrying. Stay with her, and...well I don't know. It seems that all there is is the worrying. Is it another hurdle, or a lot of red flags? I'm not sure, but what I am sure of is the fact that I cannot make a decision quite yet. I will, in time, but for now, I must live and guard my heart, so should that fateful moment of realization come unexpectedly, I will be ready.

I can't deny that being single would be nice. No more trying to decypher between red flags and my own insecurities. No more let downs. No more bitterness and frustration. I could live as I want, without a care. I've lost myself somewhere in the weeds, and I really do miss me, and it turns out, so do several other people. Maybe this is what God wills, maybe not. I am not so fortunate as David.

I also can't deny that I love being with her. Is it just primitive, sinful, worldy desire that drives me, or is it the bonds of God's will? How far have I fallen to not be able to tell the difference? That is what I must pray for. Clarity to distinguish between those two monumental and opposite parties. What a choice lies ahead of me!

I suppose time will tell.

Until I accept surrender, and with it, clarity, I am slowley trying to regain my life outside of the relationship. I believe balance is necessary if we are to continue. I'm writing in my Xanga again, which is a big step. I have stopped checking her myspace, for fear of another letdown. I try and avoid her, for fear of another letdown. That is not right.

She said she likes to take "vacations" from me by talking to other people. That is not right either. That hurt.

I would feel bad sending her back to Indy right after she got a job making a good amount of money, and working good hours, but maybe I must. She would be okay, and so would I.

It seems so obvious, doesn't it, reader? You're probably saying to yourself, "Well do it already!" and maybe you're right. I've been giving a lot of evidence as to why I should, yet I can't seem to. That also speaks volumes to me as to the possible divine interventions every time I try and leave her.

Oh Lord! Be my light, in this, my hour of need!
My heart begs for Your guidance!


Make my path clear before my feet
I stand at the crossroads
and wait for your direction!

Come to my rescue, oh Savior of man!


Currently Listening
That Within Blood Ill Tempered
By Shai Hulud
Scornful of the Motives and Virtue of Others
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A lot has changed.

A lot is about to change.


Tuesday, January 31, 2006

My mom said a little bit of jealousy is good, but this is really starting to get to me. I'm trying, I really am.


Monday, January 23, 2006

Currently Listening
Ignite and Rebuild
By Life in Your Way
Threads of Sincerity
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"I wont give up, because He didn't give up on me. I have to keep going. I wont give up because my acts of worship please Him, and I owe that much to Him. I wont give up because it will all be worth it. My blood, sweat, and tears will earn me the approval of the most high God and I will be rewarded at the renewing of all things. I have to keep loving."

That was taken from one of my old entries.
After reading over them, i've noticed a pattern. Periods of joy an contentment, followed by periods of sorrow and depression. I look back and I see all that I have learned, and how I was taught it.

To clear everything up, it is all perfect now. No matter what happens, I have my God. I also have the support of my family and friends. Not only that, but I have the love of Jeneca Holland. It feels so amazing. After Friday night, everything changed. All of it. Everything is out the open, and it feels amazing. Those periods of depression and sorrow I mentioned were from when the past that hadn't been dealt with came back to bite me in the butt. Now it's all dealt with. We've had victory over it. I can't explain it. I don't understand it. All I know is once I was blind, but now I see, and it's amazing!

God can change everything. Miricles still happen. You're looking at one. You're one. Open your eyes if you want to see Him. Listen if you want to hear Him. Faith, hope, and love is all that it takes, and honestly, they're pretty freaking sweet. We are saved by our faith, not by our actions. The past doesn't matter, so long as you correct the presant and strive for purity in the future. He just wants you home.

I'm stressed about me getting a ticket, but that is nothing. I've overcome something so much greater than that, and honestly, it'll all work out.

I ran with Morgan tonight. It was nice. We got to talk, and I got to work out my cardiovascular system a bit. I need to run more often.

I feel amazing. Not everything is perfect, but that doesn't matter. Everything will be okay. God will see me through.

Be blessed

 



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