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Name: Wesley
Country: United States
State: Texas
Metro: Abilene
Birthday: 6/26/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: In order: 1. God, 2. Texas Longhorns, 3. San antonio spurs, 4. breathing.
Expertise: basketball....you gotta love it....and well most definately bein as clumsy unorthodox and pathetically retarded in front of any girl i have the desire to impress.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
AIM:  wesclark9er
Member Since:
8/21/2005
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| i have officially started my new intern job!!! so i don't have that much access to a computer so this will probably be my one and only entry on here for the summer!! WOOHOO!! peace love and chicken grease! | | |
| i'm back at home...takin a class at WC intro to sociology shouldnt be too hard except for the fact thats its a mini semester class so all that info crammed into three weeks and a test each week but i should pass....countin down the days till i get to go to nocona thats gonna be kickin!! i cant wait!! and yea there is other stuff spurs are down sad...UT rocks...say no to drugs....peace love and chicken grease.  | | |
| Well there's been an accident (calm down)
There's been an accident, breath
In and out calm down (in and out calm down)
Breath in and out calm down (in and out calm...)
We can't go back
Can't go back
Can't go back, we can't...
We can't go back
Can't go back
Can't go back, we can't...
(Breath in and out calm down)
Well would you do it again, again
And count backwards from ten
(Look I don't make those mistakes no more)
You took the path that's where I could see straight through you
Just concentrate, good try
But would you do it again, again
We can't go back
Can't go back
Can't go back, we can't...
We can't go back
Can't go back
Can't go back, we can't...
We can't go back
Can't go back
Can't go back, we can't...
We can't go back
Can't go back
Murder, Oh murder, oh where have you been? [x5]
Sometimes I swear I can see right through you
Concentrate, Concentrate, Control, Concentrate.
This doesn't feel like anything.
We can't go back, can't go back, can't go back, we can't...
We can't go back, can't go back, can't go back, we can't...
We can't go back, can't go back, can't go back, we can't...
(Feels like anything anything, anything anything)
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| I see you around campus almost every day and have heard you talking to all your friends. I've particularly noticed that you like to talk to each other about how important God is in your life. Frankly, I dont understand a lot of what you're saying. It's not that I'm not trying. I know that I think differently from you, but I'm still interested in the things you talk about and what you think and believe, especially when I hear you talking about God's love. The T-shirt you wore the other day said that you love each other because God loved you first. Wow! I've never been loved unconditionally by anyone and have always wanted to have a relationship like that. But that's where it gets confusing. Last week I saw you in the student center eating with your Christian friends. I couldn't help but notice that you were sarcastically imitating another group of students across the room and cackling with laughter at each other's mean-spirited jokes. The group you and your friends were laughing at also claims to be believers in Christ. I got sick to my stomach when I watched you enthusiastically greet everyone wearing your Christian organization's T-shirt, but you didn't make eye contact with me as I sat alone at the end of your table. It reminded me of the time I actually came to your church. I had heard a lot about this church around campus, especially about the way the church reaches out to students. I had been to church before, but I still felt nervous and apprehensive. When I came in, the minister introduced himself and welcomed me, but when he left to make announcements, I sat alone and felt so out of place. I wished this would have been the time that I could have experienced that unconditional relationship I hear you talk about, but it wasn't. If you say that loving God and loving others are such a priority, why do these things happen? Why don't I experience it in my friendship with you? I have come to the point where I've pretty much given up on understanding what's really important to you. What happened yesterday made me want to write you off completely. On the bus to class I sat across from a girl who had obviously been crying. I offered her a tissue and asked if I could help her in some way. She said she had just broken up with her boyfriend. I asked if she had any friends to talk to and, through her sobs, she said her friends had quit calling after she told them she had messed up physically with her boyfriend and wasn't sure what to do. She mentioned that she was a Christian. She knew this was wrong, and had broken off the relationship because of it, but her friends couldn't relate to her anymore or simply didn't know what to say. After that, I began to wonder if what you talk about really is what you live out in your life. It seems to me that if Jesus Christ is the foundation and top priority in your life, you would love other people and forgive them the way He did. If I remember anything about Jesus from my trips to church, it's that He loved even the prostitutes and the lonely outcasts. I really want to give you Christians the benefit of the doubt, but I can't get past the idea that some of your priorities aren't what you say they are. I believe actions and attitudes show a person's priorities and, going by what i see, it seems you value appearing religious, talking about the Bible, being popular in your own circles, and making sure I know your convictions. Sometimes I see that you love each other, but sometimes I see backbiting. I don't see that you love me. Friend, I'm willing to listen to what you have to say--really! But, please, show me me you're for real first.
Sincerely,
The World | | |
| I have fallen to my knees
As I sing a lullaby of pain
I'm feeling broken in my melody
As I sing to help the tears go away
Then I remember the pledge you made to me
(Chorus)
I know you're always there
To hear my every prayer inside I'm clinging to
The promise of a lifetime
I hear the words you say
To never walk away from me and leave behind
The promise of a lifetime
Will you help me fall apart
Pick me up, take me in your arms
Find my way back from the storm
And you show me how to grow through the change
I still remember the pledge you made to me
(Chorus)
I know you're always there
To hear my every prayer inside I'm clinging to
The promise of a lifetime
I hear the words you say
To never walk away from me and leave behind
The promise of a lifetime
I am holding on to the hope I have inside
With you I will stay through every day
Putting my understanding aside
I am comforted
(Chorus)
To know you're always there
To hear my every prayer inside I'm clinging to
The promise of a lifetime
I hear the words you say
To never walk away from me and leave behind
The promise of a lifetime
(Chorus)
I know you're always there
To hear my every prayer inside I'm clinging to
The promise of a lifetime
Looking back at me
I know that you can see my heart is holding to
The promise of a lifetime
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