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Country: United States
State: Ohio
Metro: Cincinnati
Birthday: 12/21/1984
Gender: Male


Interests: I would like to thank: Kurios Christos; a four stringed electric intrument; the act of taking a piece if wood, connecting myself to to it and, riding on it; pretending to know music; drop kicking children; greek; randomtivity; mocking people bigger than me; photography; making things with spontanious media; the Waugh's: Especially Laura Emily Waugh, you make my life complete.
Expertise: trying to hard
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit


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Monday, June 19, 2006

Currently Reading
The Fool of God: A Novel Based Upon the Life of Alexander Campbell
By Louis Cochran
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a Response to an Angry White Man

You might have already read this on Nate's site, however I wanted more people to interact with a discourse on my limited perception on black and white unity within the church. 

I think that racial unity is so ingrained into our generation's worldview, that we filter everything through this perspective.  When it comes to church we think that we have to have an integrated congregation to make it Holy.  Maybe we should rethink the role of a healthy church. 

Yes, Christ unites all colors, and we should not hate anybody, specifically in this case of race.  However, the goal of the church is worship God, and each one has its own quirks and style.  Is it so hard to believe that a black man does not want to listen to a grunge worship service (wait he's Christian, and not racist, its just easier for him to worship with his race). I don't think that he's wrong.

WE SHOULD NEVER NEGLECT ANYONE WANTING TO GO TO CHURCH. However, I believe that first that I have the right to choose what church I go to, and go to the one most comfortable to me.  If I liked an African American style of worship I would go to a black church.  God doesn't care  where you worship, just that you worship. Secondly, I believe that a church should be geniune to its people, therefore if you have a church that does not interest a black person, its okay.  Keeping in mind that the goal is not to hate, and not to hinder.  I don't think that a church can cater to every single demographic, or that its goal should be to try and do so.  Nevertheless we can work with other Churches that are different (which is what Nate suggests) to promote the Gospel, without changing preexisting communities. Its all in how you define unity. I define it acceptance of another's beliefs, and differences.

Black and white do not have to worship together, however they are responsible for each other not as a race, but as Christians, and as Christians we are subject to the Gospel.  We should not focus on things that we can do to have church together, however what we can do to help the Church [universal]. 


Monday, February 27, 2006

Currently Listening
Beauty from Pain
By Superchick
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a nice thing to do...you know...what the Bible tells you to...

1. Go to http://www.wkrq.com/pages/winawedding.php

2. Vote for Chastidy Hahn & Matthew Ronan

They are ex CCU students. They are awesome. Vote for them. Thank you.   


Wednesday, December 21, 2005

So most of you know that its my birthday, rather you found out through face book reminders, or simply reading my girlfriends journal. Being my 'golden birthday' I feel that this day is worthy of a blog entry. However, this day is suppose to bring joy, and I'm stuck spinning, looking for who I am. The blubberings of the Mount Vernon Boys are starting to sink in. Everything in me wants to believe that I can know truth, but I have come to the realization that my truth that I know is a sham.

Every media source has an agenda, every professor has theological blinder, and every parent is recklessly led by the love of his children. These things I see as truth are only based on other people's idea of truth. Their life experiences conflict with our own, and the train wreck is called philosophy.We can't face the fact that we can't obtain truth, and we seek religion as a crutch to hold up where we doubt.

All this pertains to a line reasoning that started from a Jamie Smith's discussion of the separation of the physical and metaphysical realities. This was applied on the way home from a visit with my girlfriend. For days I was screaming how much I wanted this, and made sure that this would happen. While doing this, I mowed over family members and lovers to create a path of destruction so wide and dense that I there's no ignoring it, a manifestation of my selfishness. Before these events I believed that my love for them was selfless. 

I have had constant struggles with the idea of selflessness. God created the world so that He could have someone to love Him, and therefore He is a jealous God. He even sent His son to us so that He could be closer to us. In this example we try to be selfless to other people in order to feed their own selfishness. It feels good to do things for other people, so we do them to feel good about ourselves.

While I was comtemplating these things, my four year old sister was putting on her winter gloves and hat, even though she was in a perfectly warm car. I looked at her, and she smiled. I lost it, and smiled back My selfish problems didn't exsist anymore, her love, her blind love for me, changed my opinion. Everybody just wants to be loved, however how cliche it sounds it should be what drives us. We should love because we want to be loved.

There might not be truth, and there might not be  love. However, we live for these things, and, both of these things take faith, faith that someone isn't lying to you. 

 


Monday, October 03, 2005

Currently Listening
Who Will Cut Our Hair When We're Gone?
By The Unicorns
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The world is up for the taking, but I sit and watch its demise. I could fight its destruction, however I say to myself I'm too weak. One day I'll be strong. One day I will fight, but not today. 

I am just letting them eat at my soul, letting my sins swallow anything in me that is pure. There are noticable steps I can take to prevent digestion, but they seem so impossible. I don't need Satan to tempt me, because my sloth is sufficent. 

O my Lord, I feel distant, I am, but find me. Pierce through the darkness and give me strength, make me pure, O Lord something worthy of your sight.      


Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Currently Listening
Out of the Shadow
By Rogue Wave
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I wrote in this size so that it would be easily noticed, and read by all... Yes, I am vain.

With that aside, I move to less important issues...

How do I let myself be sucked into online communites, one after another, especially after making protest againest them. This time I will not protest. I will follow the masses mindlessly. Its more merry that way. 

So in efforts not to spend money, keep friends, or even seek "coolness," I have undoubtingly missed out on alot of good music. However, I am okay with that. The quest for finding satisfication in music is meaningless, a chasing after the wind. Right?

Now, for lesser meaning...

Why do I think that I am smart, or even a revoluntary thinker. The evidence stacks up that I'm not. Am I lying to myself, or is my genius unmeasurable by human tests?

Well, I began this blog with nothing to say, and looking at the past, all asperations of this entry were satisfied.



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