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Friday, March 14, 2008

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 01:32:20 GMT

Yeah so I still write on this site every two years apparently :) Well Just thought I would say hi to those who still check xanga. things look much like my background here in upstate new york and I am working construction for our church adition and will be Maintenance manager at a campground this summer. Well that is about all that is new so Cheers for now

Update

Sun, 15 Oct 2006 19:45:34 GMT

Well I am sure that most of you think I have fallen of the face of the earth. but infact I am alive and well working un upstate NY on a farm earning a bit and basically enjoying life. The weather is geting colder and there were a few fluries of snow so things are getting colder and winter is around the corner. But on the whole life is good things are going well girlfriend and all so I just thought I would update those who still know this site and are interested :) Well perhaps I shall write more later Cheers Jeff

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Wed, 16 Nov 2005 23:34:10 GMT

Yeah so it has been a while since I posted and since someone decided to get on to my case I thought I would do something. Yeah so an update on my life for those of you who care to know. I am still at hougton yes they haven't trown me out and I hopefully will manage to graguate in the spring. As for after that I guess I am supposed to figure that out some time here but ah procratination has always been a strong point. And for those of you who would be wondering there is a very nice girl that I am dating and we shall see what happens there. Well perhaps I shall post some more later and discuss some thing more prevelant perhaps. Well all for now

Friday, November 19, 2004

Fri, 19 Nov 2004 12:06:50 GMT

So I am sure most of you have come to the conclusion that I have given up writing this things but for those of you who care I am still at houghton studying and avoiding most trouble. I am in a sweet appartment with sweet guys having a good time doing mostly other things than studying but that gets done as well. And as for other information about my life perhaps I shall write something more interesting later

Thursday, April 22, 2004

Thu, 22 Apr 2004 00:54:14 GMT

New form of anger management ride around on a bike in the pouring rain for an hour, take a hot shower and relax it works wonders. It has actually been years since I rode a bicycle around in the rain and in the puddles. Actually it has been almost 6 or 7 years since I did that at Rethy. The most recent form of trasportation was motorcycles which also produce the desired affect of getting muddy. I have countless memories of riding in the rain with it stinging my face and chewing on mud and bugs at the same time because as we all know a happy biker by the bugs in his teeth. Ah it was good times splashing friends by riding through the puddles next to them. (not always the best idea as we can attest to) Stopping at liby's for some samosas and chai, maybe four samosas or six a piece, laughing talking about the usual motorcycles, rugby, and girls. Finally after playing around for a while more going home to clean the bikes and get hot showers only to take them out again at night going to someones house for big plans which seemes to always fall though and just ended up as an excuse to have more tea at Aarons and sit around joking laughing and talking about the usual. Cheers to all who know these tales of the past and perhaps somemore to come in the future

Tuesday, April 20, 2004

Tue, 20 Apr 2004 16:39:22 GMT

Some of the best times spent with someone you love are the times spent in close proximity and in complete silence

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Tue, 13 Apr 2004 17:08:57 GMT

I like the rain especially when it is extra hard on a tin roof, perhaps that is why I like driving in the rain. Rain is such usefull stuff it cleans it refreshes and much more and yet we complain at times not wanting to get wet or wanting to see the sun. I guess at this moment the grey skys and drizzling rain reflect my disposition best. I am not perfect not even close and when I reflect back on the things I have recived and what I have given, I kick myself for ever complaining. I can feel the little worth that I actually am and yet He still cares, it amazes me to see that again and again. Paul has it right when he says that of sinners I am chief as that is the just description of me. But then I concider the gifts God has bestowed on me and not to bost and you have probably seen this list before but I want to be forever grateful for my parents and family and friends which are both minutes and miles away and for those special people we can spend time with and for a home not just a house but a home where any friend of mine is always welcome and the list goes on right down the air that I am breathing with the smell of rain coming through my window and the strenght to live each day.

God help me to never for get the "thankyous" may they far exceed the "I need"

Thursday, March 11, 2004

Thu, 11 Mar 2004 14:30:37 GMT

So I awoke this morning after a good nights sleep to the beautiful sun shining in my window and time yet to roll over and stay in bed.

Another day granted to me, a beautiful day none the less in which I can breath fresh air and see the warmth of the sun. What did I ever do to deserve such, absolutely nothing, I am a wreched sinner caught in a trap of my own making. Sure I know what I am supposed to do hey I have been raised in a christian family gone to church all my life still there is more. God has to remind me of this all to often. I can sympathize with Paul very well, you see why must I do the things I know I shouldn't, but still do, Why can't I fugure out how to do the things I should and truely want to do? Yet I do what is wrong and turn from what is right. I fight this sin then that, I fall here then there, I trip myself, trip others then laugh at their expense although I am in the same mud. I am a missionary kid therefore I am better than others can't you see? Oh I can, my righteousness is just like filthy rags that were used to wipe up old oil on a dirt floor. Worthy? not in the least, Loved? shouldn't be, Cared for? the sparrows are? Looking back you can count the "I"s and find my fault, it is me, I amount to nothing. Only an uncomprehencible God can make sense of it and let him I must

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

Tue, 02 Mar 2004 17:04:27 GMT

In the begining God.....

who am I to say more.

Saturday, February 07, 2004

Sat, 07 Feb 2004 14:36:32 GMT

Yeah it has been a while since I wrote any thing. So I am here at houghton and it is snowing like usual and there isn't much to do. Today should be very relaxing and I doubt that I will acomplish much if anything at all. But then again saturdays are good for that.

Sometimes I think we worry to much about the little things. Don't get me wrong I am a detail person my self but if we argue about the speck and miss the log I think we have some thinking to do. Weather is a good example we sit around complaining most of the time about its to cold its to hot there is to much wind there is not enough and yet we forget that we were given the grace to rise that morning and not die in the night from a lack of oxygen. We worry about the weather yet we own some of the most expensive coats and shoes and gloves and we have a building that is warm to retreat to when our wimpy bodies get cold. What about those whose coat has holes and that is the only coat they own not to mention a cardboard box doesn't retain much heat. I have no reason to ever complain and if I do I should be knocked silly for forgeting all that I already have. For starters I should be dead but I am not. This by no means is of my doing but someone cares for me. I own a car not because I deserve it but because someone loves me. I have had a roof over my head since I was born (mind you I had to change which one a couple of times) not because I am great but because someone watches out for me. I have friends and a good family not because I am likable but because someone likes me. I heard a song on the radio the other day and a few lines really made me happy and think at the same time. They went something like this, " His arms were stretched out as far as they would go and nailed to a tree for the whole world to know, I love you this much and I'm waiting on you won't you love me to?". The start of the song is about a little boy who kept trying to tell his daddy how much he loved him and he would stretch out his arms and tell his daddy I love you this much but his father never listened and one day his father died and the little boy cried. Mad at his father for never loving him he realised there was someone else who had " His arms stretched out as far as they would go nailed to a tree for the whole world to know, I love you this much I'm waiting on you do you love me to?".