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There was a Man….. by Austin Grey

There once was a Man…. that loved to live

 And lived to love

He will sacrifice out of love to live to die

There once was a Man……. that talked and walked

And walked the talk

People loved His talk……And followed His walk with passion in their eyes

But others who could only talk and walk in darkness stalked

To bring down this peaceful Man who they despised

Blasphemy they blamed on He who was betrayed by friend turned enemy

They thought they had one, but little did they knew it had just begun

It would not be done

Until on Calvary they declared he was the son

There once was a man…..on his final walk

He strained to talk of forgiveness that we need

He paid the price of sacrifice just to save you and me  

There once was a man that lies not where he died

He looks down through heaven’s eyes and watches over every soul and body

HE WALKS

HE TALKS

HE LOVES

HE LIVES

THE SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST IS WHO HE IS!

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There is a lot of negativity out there in the world. It’s an unfortunate insticnt of human nature. We don’t expect to have nice feels so we don’t want to spread them.

The emotional frontier of our culture is based on so many things. It it not an easy thing to conquer, given the sides aren’t even. Still, the fight is worth more than we think.

Why do we live in such an isolationist society?

I will no longer chase a mask.

Easter just happened to fall during one of those seasons that I just don’t understand. It’s a time when smiling is just an act and your thoughts just keep running together. I gave up deciding if I like where my mind drifts to at all, let alone trying to figure out what it all means.

Being forever bored and not being boring is hard during times like these. Being who I want to be is not always the easiest thing to express during these type of periods. So a friend in a similar situation and I decided to hideaway for the weekend at the beach. It was nice and needed, but I wasn’t expecting my Easter Sunday to be what it was.

My friend wasn’t huge on the Sunrise service and I over slept by an hour. I decided to go meet God at the shore of the beach on my own, with my bible and playlist in hand. I got the idea to go on my own from an interview I Read about Jamie Tworkoski from TWLOA. Jamie said that he found it easiest to pray when he was surfing. That simple piece of honesty sparked many vast improvements in my own spiritual practices.

In hind sight, I guess I shouldn’t be so surprised that I am so glad I missed that service.

More came from it than any gathering could have, even with my own congregation. When I told another friend how I missed the service and did my own thing….well she kind of gave me the typical slightly judgmental snuff.

You know the one I’m talking about. That “so you just didn’t feel like going.” tone was so ripe in her voice.As much as I didn’t appreciate that, I let her think what she wanted. It didn’t matter, because for those few brief hours I was out of this season.

I was out of everything. I was with God and and rejoicing in his love and sacrifice I don’t know if it was the tide running back and forth between my toes, the wind blowing, or the young dawn on me. I really felt peace and genuine worship out there in solidarity. It was the best Easter experience that I had ever had.

I really found God out there on the beach amongst the subtle, yet vast, chaos in my head. I honestly may take the drive and do it more often just to reconnect.

I felt the need to share that, because I want to say that it’s ok to be out of the box sometimes. When we do things that don’t always meet the norms of whatever culture accepts. We can often find what we need. No one else may understand.

I was reading out of Matthew and happened to come across something Jesus referred to as labor pains. He mentioned it was necessary for redemption. It helped me see that times like now build important things in me. I encourage you, in whatever season you maybe in, go with God and your gut on this one. Let the judges judge and let the pieces of life shoot like stars around you.

Everything will make sense one day, but until then you will be ok.

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12 YEARS AGO TODAY

Rachel Joy Scott, a devout Christian, was the first to be shot during the Columbine High School Massacre. Reportedly she was eating lunch on the lawn outside the school when she was approached by the killers and asked if she believed in God. Knowing full well that the end result would be death, she said yes. She Said Yes became the title of a book about Rachel. (See update below.) Refusing to deny her faith in God, Rachel was shot in the head at point blank range. As part of the investigation, video tapes were found in which Eric and Dylan mocked Rachel for her faith. As horribly sad as this is—a precious life lost and a family left with a hole that cannot be filled—I cannot help but be proud of this young lady who in an instant went home to be with the Lord Whom she would not deny. At 17 years of age, she showed more courage and conviction in that one word than most hope to do in a life time.. I honor Rachel today. And let’s face it: she won!

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Yes, religion and science can coexist.

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This was an amazing game that I hope everyone takes the time to at least learn a little more about.