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A deacon and worship leader at my church Metro Praise, one of my 7 roommates, but most importantly, my best friend. The girl who was there for me even when I hated her, the girl who lead me to Jesus, taught me about Him, and took me into her home when I moved out. Until/if/when my husband comes, she is the person I love the most on this earth and I would take a bullet for her.
Made a decision to do what I love in my life…I feel born again!
For those who don’t know…I want to bake for a living….no more corporate life....working my way to making it a reality.
This is such a beautiful song. The photography goes nicely with the video. Take a few minutes…sit back...enjoy.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfxAGpJ2XII&feature=related
Born Again - Mac Powell & Lacey Mosley
Today I found myself
After searching all these years
And the man that I saw he wasn’t at all who I thought he’d be
I was lost when you found me here
And I was broken beyond repair
Then you came along and you sang your song over me
It feels like I’m born again
It feels like I’m living
For the very first time
For the very first time
In my life
Make a promise to me now
Reassure my heart somehow
That the love that I feel is so much more real than anything
I’ve a feeling in my soul
And I pray that I’m not wrong
That the life I have now it is only the beginning
It feels like I’m born again
It feels like I’m living
For the very first time
For the very first time
It feels like I’m breathing
It feels like I’m moving
For the very first time
For the very first time
I wasn’t looking for something that was more
Than what I had yesterday
Then you came to me and you gave to me
Life and a love that I’ve never known
That I’ve never felt before
It feels like I’m born again
It feels like I’m living
For the very first time
I’m living for the first time
It feels like I’m breathing
It feels like I’m moving
For the very first time
I’m living for the first time
In my life
Note: I’ll be posting a spiritual song and photo weekly for the duration of Lent up to Easter Sunday, April 4, 2010. I’ve sung and played guitar in church for many years. Spiritual music has always been a part of my life…A radio station which I listen to often which plays Christian music is STAR99.1FM. Spiritual music is like praying but with a melody...it keeps me connected to the love of my life…my GOD.
You can check out Star 99.1FM here.
Jesus said “You MUST be born again”. (Joh 3,7) This is our need. But seven verses later He says “even so MUST the Son of Man be lifted up”, predicting His death on the cross. In short: Our need became His need to meet our need. Blessed be the name of the Lord. REINHARD BONNKE
I went to Lane Tech, graduating class of 2007. If you weren't aware, Lane is one of the largest high schools in Chicago, with over 4,000 students. It is enormous and the campus is ridiculous. I used to call it Hogwarts. I wish that I could have enjoyed the beauty of the school while I was there, but throughout my four years there, I was completely miserable.
It was both a safe haven and hell at the very same time. I could get away from my grandmother and be around a few people I called friends, but.... on this campus, I had friendships go sour, ridiculous drama, rejection from boys, pity parties, and got dumped during the Turkey Bowl in the stadium in 2004.
Maybe there's a reason why I'm born again
There's something rare going on under my skies
You got to chill out, find a reason for your soul again
And judge the miracle by feel, not size
Infinite the reasons why I'm born again
The modern innocents have soul on their side
-Born Again, BADLY DRAWN BOY
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Music is so inspiring, it can simply explain an untitlted photo, a candid moment, an inexpressive emotion, and all the things no one can ever explain.
I like listening to songs while editing photos, it makes me get into the photo itself. <3
yesterday was amazing. I got out of the house because i barely get to absorb happy energy there. Life lately has been so steady and very usual and i don't want it that way. Eric and I had to escape everything that's slowing us down.
and today, i woke up happily ever after. <3 Good Morning Flickr magics! <3
I’m not too sure why people try and reason or correct these born again folks. Although this woman had more Bible knowledge then most, Shadrak, Meshak, Abendigo, whatever his name is quickly pulled out a bunch of chapters and verses sending this poor woman to the fiery underworld. It is of my opinion this whole born again thing has nothing to do with God or Jesus and everything to do with “I’m right and you’re wrong”. I also believe them to be highly delusional in their belief of superiority. There were times I thought they may be the genuine article and actually believe all the stuff they were preaching, but after watching them on multiple occasions I have come to the conclusion they really just want you to be wrong and them to be right. There is no soul saving going on here.
NO, I did not plan this photo after my Jesus Fish capture on Friday. And I did not even look at the bumperstickers till later in the library, on my camera :-)
Troy Public Library Parking Lot
Troy, Michigan
from my testimony narrative.
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this is my best friend; it feels weird to say her name is now vanessa vitale instead of vanessa vargas.. so i'll just keep titling my photos of her as "vanessa"...
c. early 1960s. Card found in Winifred Sulley's papers depicting a Missionary Bible convention held in Japan.
Before mom killed three of her four children she placed her sweater where it wouldn't get dirty. It was where she hung her sweater every night before she put her children to sleep. Her middle boy hated to sleep while anyone else was awake, often he would hide hoping to play a game. That night he hid in a new hiding place.
I wish I would have captured the whole Bible in the photo but as long as it is somewhat obvious I am happy. This was shot during a particularly long and winded tirade and as he shouted out to the crowd one of those gross creamy spit things grew in the corner of his mouth. At one point people stared heckling him from the crowd about it. Although I was somewhat scared it would shoot off at me as I went in for the close up I just had to get a good shot of it.
Bad to the Bone - George Thoroughgood
On the day I was born
The nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed with wild wonder
At the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up
Said, "Leave this one alone"
She could tell right away
That I was bad to the bone
Chorus:
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Ba ba ba ba ba ba bad
Ba ba ba ba ba ba bad
Ba ba ba ba ba ba bad
Bad to the bone
I broke a thousand hearts
Before I met you
I'll break a thousand more, baby
Before I am through
I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone
(chorus)
I'll make a rich woman beg
And I'll make a good woman steal
I'll make an old woman blush
and I'll make a young girl squeal
I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone
(Chorus)
Now when I walk the streets
Kings and queens step aside
Every woman I meet haha
They all stay satisfied
I wanna tell you pretty baby
what I see I make my own
and I'm here to tell ya honey
that I'm bad to the bone
(chorus)
Leilani: Metro Praise deacon, youth ministry worship leader, one of my 7 roommates, and one of my closest friends. She is one of the sweetest people I have ever met, and has been there for me in times of need, always keeping her word.
Eli rocks, too. Really!
The mustache-bar syndrome struck the half-mustache bars I'd put on the born-again Trek; even though the drops were just about perfect the pop-up position was amazingly narrow and provided almost no leverage whenever I attempted to stand and row the bicycle up a ramp. So when I spotted a pair of used Sakae Randnner (Sakae's spelling, not mine) handlebars at the CCC, I bought them (@ $8) on the spot and did a bar swap.
These bars have considerably more drop than the half-mustache bars, but the rando hunchback on the tops gives enough of that back so that it's not an appreciably different amount of saddle to drops drop.
Gonna have to take the thing up to Ripplebrook again to see how it feels after spending 4-5 hours in the galley benches.
Taken during a short term missions trip in support of Cork Church, Cork, Ireland.
Kodak Kodachrome 200
In Memory of
MONSIGNOR ROBERT B. O'CONNOR
DECEMBER 20, 1930 - APRIL 20, 2016
Reverend Monsignor Robert B. O'Connor, 85, beloved son of the late Bartholomew and Catherine, passed away peacefully April 20th. Msgr. O'Connor retired recently from Blessed Sacrament after 30 years as pastor where he was beloved by his parishioners.
He was a passionate advocate for social justice, championing the poor, the homeless, the elderly, and all who were vulnerable in any way. But it was his extraordinary ability to minister to people individually that was his true gift. During his 60 years as a priest, he helped countless people, offering some comfort during difficult times, bringing some back to the Church they had lost, and providing others guidance when they had lost their way. He did it all with love, compassion and mercy without judgment. His friends and family adored him and will hold him in their hearts forever.
Monsignor O'Connor is survived by his brothers John (Catherine) and William (Anne), as well as his nieces (Brenda, Deirdre), nephews (Mark, Robert), grandniece (Maggie), grandnephews (Will, Jack), and a large extended family. His dear sister, Kathleen, predeceased him,
I met this girl once that talked very little but smiled a lot and loved to dance. The one thing the Krishna’s brought to the table that the born again folks did not was cute girls and gifts of birdseed candy. Although I’m usually not one to enjoy seed as food, this little seed candy was pretty tasty. I am also of the belief that it’s much easier to win someone’s mind if you can please their palate.
The NC500 attracted a lot of male bikers of a certain age in groups - they were courteous and friendly, and a delight to share the road with.
I like the fact a gull photo bombed the photo.
Circumstances at home didn't allow me to attend a Christian church with Vanessa. My grandmother, who I lived with, forbid me from going, and kept me smashed under her thumb of oppression in every way possible.
The devil had me in almost every kind of bondage you could think of, minus sex, drugs, and alcohol. I somehow evaded those things, but I was still miserable. I called myself a Christian, but I was slipping back into depression, suicidal thoughts, and hopelessness because of my loneliness and the abuse I endured.
Our campus at Texas State University – San Marcos has a part of the quad designated as free speech zone. This was done by the university several years ago when student protests for pro and con sides of a singular issues became just too distruptive of campus activities. So instead of allowing protests all over the campus grounds TXSTATE has a designated spot for these activities. Usually this space is used frequently and put to good use by our students. Every spring however Evangelical Christian Extremist Preachers also visit our campus and use this space to deliver their message.
In the past couple of years it’s been a pretty mellow 3-4 day event. This year was no different in terms of duration, they were on our campus for 3 days and preached all day long taking turns from a group of 3-4 preachers. While the schedule was the same, the messages were quite different this year. They were accusatory, damning anyone that had sexual thoughts, sexual acts out of wedlock, anyone who drank alcoholic beverages, smoked cigarettes, listened to rock-n-roll music, and of course their all time favorite the gay and lesbian community. Previous years’ preachers also had a few things to say about some of these issues but they had never ventured to level of graphic and insulting tone this years group delivered.. This years group of preachers certainly rubbed the students the wrong way by getting in their faces and calling them sinners and saying that they were all going to hell etc.
First day the students were talking back to the preachers. The second day they had signs and were mocking them, shouting over them. Third day things got serious. The student body simply did not want this message of hate on their campus. The protest grew in size and volume making it necessary for the UPD to get involved. UPD had to escort the preachers off of campus and turned around and instructed the students to continue their protest only if they can do it silently. This is why if you look closely many of the participants have their mouths taped shut with masking tape that has the letters LOVE written on them.
The student protest went on all afternoon. The funny thing was even I participated in it by putting on my own tape over my mouth and standing with our students. This issue was close to my heart. It was refreshing to see our students react to a message of hate so strongly and stand up for their rights — claiming this campus as their own home and eventually kicking the intruders out.
There were many walking along South Beach that were pretty pissed off by the unwanted sermon and many of these pissed off people had visited the Bacardi tents once or twice too often. I can’t remember too well what this gentleman’s impromptu drunken sermon was as he stole the stage from the “You’re all going to hell” folks, but I know I heard something about Jerry Garcia and tie-dye shirts. The born again folks retort was that Jerry Garcia is in Hell!
Along came the Krishna’s, transcending upon the Bible beaters leaving them speechless. Although quiet, the leader of the Bible squad repeatedly motioned his Bible to the ground in a very swift downward motion. I am not 100% sure what that was all about, but I am guessing from past quotes out of his mouth it had something to do with them being condemned to hell. The Krishna’s are the happiest shiniest bunch of folks I have ever seen. Watching them dance and sing around the angry Bible waving crew made everyone around smile as well.
"You Always Want What You Cannot Have & Don't Want What You Have , To Be Self-Realized Just Reverse It"
to the lady who shoots elk from a helicopter for target practice; non-USA, European contacts, Sarah Palin is the vice president camdidtate running for election with the conservative John McCain...she is an "ideal" "Hitler-jungen" her motto: Drill (for oil) and Kill!"