Friday, December 30, 2005
Stupefy
I look back to see your grace. To see your mercy
You’ve been so good to me, better than I can imagine
To think and feel that this is only the beginning
I’m believing for bigger things
The revelation you’ve given to a broken man.
And undeserving man
I feel I’ve only bitten into your love and got a mere taste.
I want more – this never grows stale.
Your love has been forever changing
My eyes can finally see
like a prairie fire
a spark ignites
allow it to engulf everything and anything it can
I remember what you’ve done
And will hold onto it when I need it the most
Thankfulness doesn’t describe the way I feel
I could thank you a thousand times and it still wouldn’t be enough
So with my life, Lord, I offer to you
Day after day, minute for minute
I offer this soul for you
For your glory, for your will
I’ve got a faint scent of your aroma.
You’re sovereignty in one moment is worth more than I can give back
They say if it’s too good to be true, it probably is
I say you’re too good to be true, but you are
You’re the best ‘free’ gift I’ve ever had,
You came with a high cost but you sent your son to take that too
So for me, this gift is completely free
You took a treatment that was meant for me
You offer me even more than you offered your own son
You’re so big my mind can’t take it, it can’t understand
I ask why?
And you simply, gently whisper,
‘because I love you’
What can I truly do for you?
What will you do with this life as it’s offered to you?
One day I’ll finally see your face
I’ll dance with Jesus at your feet
Together, we’ll praise you
I can simply reflect over this past year and thank you
For coming to my rescue
I was captive, I was broken, I was lost
I tried over and over again to reach you, but
I couldn’t reach the proper height without you stretching your hand.
You finally did and Lord,
you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me
With your strength I can and will be all I can be
Just how deep can I go with you? Just how deep will you take me?
Just ‘how much’ can I do for you?
You excite me more than anything else Lord
You stir me up to dream dreams and picture vision
Something bigger than me that I can grow into.
And I am simply stupefied
You are ‘I Am’
I look back to see your grace. To see your mercy
You’ve been so good to me, better than I can imagine
To think and feel that this is only the beginning
I’m believing for bigger things
The revelation you’ve given to a broken man.
And undeserving man
I feel I’ve only bitten into your love and got a mere taste.
I want more – this never grows stale.
Your love has been forever changing
My eyes can finally see
like a prairie fire
a spark ignites
allow it to engulf everything and anything it can
I remember what you’ve done
And will hold onto it when I need it the most
Thankfulness doesn’t describe the way I feel
I could thank you a thousand times and it still wouldn’t be enough
So with my life, Lord, I offer to you
Day after day, minute for minute
I offer this soul for you
For your glory, for your will
I’ve got a faint scent of your aroma.
You’re sovereignty in one moment is worth more than I can give back
They say if it’s too good to be true, it probably is
I say you’re too good to be true, but you are
You’re the best ‘free’ gift I’ve ever had,
You came with a high cost but you sent your son to take that too
So for me, this gift is completely free
You took a treatment that was meant for me
You offer me even more than you offered your own son
You’re so big my mind can’t take it, it can’t understand
I ask why?
And you simply, gently whisper,
‘because I love you’
What can I truly do for you?
What will you do with this life as it’s offered to you?
One day I’ll finally see your face
I’ll dance with Jesus at your feet
Together, we’ll praise you
I can simply reflect over this past year and thank you
For coming to my rescue
I was captive, I was broken, I was lost
I tried over and over again to reach you, but
I couldn’t reach the proper height without you stretching your hand.
You finally did and Lord,
you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me
With your strength I can and will be all I can be
Just how deep can I go with you? Just how deep will you take me?
Just ‘how much’ can I do for you?
You excite me more than anything else Lord
You stir me up to dream dreams and picture vision
Something bigger than me that I can grow into.
And I am simply stupefied
You are ‘I Am’
Monday, December 26, 2005
Porn, porn, porn...
This may be a bit long, but bare with it if you have time, it’ll be worth it, I guarantee.
I got a subscription to a magazine called ‘relevant’ for Christmas and came across an interesting article I wanted to share a bit from and an opinion. The article is called “Christians at a Porn Show”. There’s a group of Christians in the states called the ‘XXXChurch’. Founded by two pastors, if you hadn’t guessed it, their ministry is porn. Now there’s this annual Porn Show down in LA called “Erotica Los Angeles”. I’m guessing there all sorts of material present at this event that I really don’t want to fathom about. From reading the article it doesn’t sound pretty and these guys and girls needed a lot of spiritual prepping for an event this. They’re quite a controversial group and that’s why I like em’!
They opened two booths at the Porn Show and issued people to go 7 days without porn. They sold merchandise too such as shirts that read ‘Jesus Loves Porn Stars’ and ‘Do You Have the Balls to Stop Looking at Porn?’ Again, quite controversial.
I wish you could read the entire article but it wouldn’t be exciting on a blog page. You need all the color and pictures! (no, they’re not porn pictures)
I just wanted to write a few statistics and one write up of a volunteer from this event.
“Over the course of the convention, 213 people signed up for the seven-day porn challenge and more than 250 shirts were passed out.”
“It was my third consecutive year exhibiting at the Erotica LA Convention, which happens to be the world’s largest porn show. More than 60,000 people would walk through these doors into the 250,000 square feet of floor space over the course of the weekend.”
Julia, 24 wrote: “I’m so sad right now, so broken, so burdened. Why do people want to do this? Why do they think so little of themselves that they would take something so precious, so special, something that God wants us to save for one person? As I walked through the show, my soul felt like it was being suffocated. A life of complete emptiness and abandonment await these young girls. I want to hold them and convince them somehow that they are so special and precious and don’t need to be used. They are amazing women that God wants to love and hold close. You should see the hurt after some guy puts his hands on them for a picture. They smile for the camera and cry in their hearts. How can I, through my Jesus, help someone who has no understanding of love? ….. Thousands upon thousands of people lined up to pay $30 for a weekend filled with lust and physical desires only to go out of the show and think that what they saw is how sex and relationships should be. God taught me that I need to love these people even more, and that sin is sin and I am no different than them. I too have made compromises that have hurt me, and just like me, God can heal them. Also I realized just how disrespectful we are to each other. How can we ever have true relationships with friends or significant others if we only care about ourselves?”
I was just blown away by this article and I wish I could post it all or send a link to it but unfortunately I can’t because it’s in a magazine. It just got me thinking about that industry, about the brokenness that goes on in people’s lives. To imagine women who allow men to feel them up for a picture and have to smile all while they’re sexually harassed. There are no personalities. Just pretty faces with picture perfect bodies. I can’t really imagine being there, nor would I want to. To understand how draining it would have been to go there and try to be a light in a very dark place. I’m sure those men and women saw a lot of filth they don’t want to see, but they’re called for it and prepped for it. Changing people’s lives and views of pornography. If you want to know more about the article or other write ups, I can write up some more if you want. You can also visit www.xxxchurch.com to check out their website. It’s quite humorous but I think, ‘if they’re called by God to do this, then that is awesome!!’
Sunday, December 25, 2005
I just wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and hope this day and next week is full of nothing but the best! And if it isn't? Not to worry, because there will be for you in the future! God Bless! --Josh Pick
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
So I found a piece of writing I wrote in October. I wanted to share it and say that what I went through then I have looked back on now and have nothing but praise for because I truly do see... enjoy
Obedience
Day after day
Week after week
Does this fighting ever come to an end?
Is there no lasting peace?
I say ‘yes Lord, I will go’
And find little rest; little peace
No place to lay my head
What comes my way is all but for a short time
Just enough for the moment
Then I go back to war
Back to that bone dry dessert
And find myself fighting but once more
Stumbling in that blistering sun, will life always be like this?
What can I do but continue forward?
What can I do but hold on?
Like that little child who grabs a hold of a death grip on her bed sheets,
In fear of the demon beneath her bed
Searching for safety, something to hold on to in her fear
In her loneliness she does not let go, she does not let go
Always having to hold on, not for a moment, but for what seems like eternity
No rest, no constant stability
Just waiting on the Lord in his timing which seems like eternity in itself at times
Will I always have to cry out for my spirit to be uplifted?
Will I ever just be ‘up’?
Will I have to walk in this dessert for forty years?
Obedience
Will I ever be on course?
Like the drunken man trying to find his way home
in the early hours of the morning
Staggering from side to side
Can I not feel sober? Can I not walk straight?
Mindsets, lacking,
Attitude, Impatience,
Eagerness, Anxiousness
Is it me? Is it you?
This blindness is causing fatigue
My deaf ear is wearing on me
Why, just why?
Will I ever see this course?
Will I only see when I look back?
I know I’ll see your goodness when I look back, for I already do
I trust it, I trust you
I believe it, I feel it
All I can do is fall to my knees
Lift up these broken hands,
Close these clouded, heavy eyes and say
‘Take me Father… Take me.’
Day after day
Week after week
Does this fighting ever come to an end?
Is there no lasting peace?
I say ‘yes Lord, I will go’
And find little rest; little peace
No place to lay my head
What comes my way is all but for a short time
Just enough for the moment
Then I go back to war
Back to that bone dry dessert
And find myself fighting but once more
Stumbling in that blistering sun, will life always be like this?
What can I do but continue forward?
What can I do but hold on?
Like that little child who grabs a hold of a death grip on her bed sheets,
In fear of the demon beneath her bed
Searching for safety, something to hold on to in her fear
In her loneliness she does not let go, she does not let go
Always having to hold on, not for a moment, but for what seems like eternity
No rest, no constant stability
Just waiting on the Lord in his timing which seems like eternity in itself at times
Will I always have to cry out for my spirit to be uplifted?
Will I ever just be ‘up’?
Will I have to walk in this dessert for forty years?
Obedience
Will I ever be on course?
Like the drunken man trying to find his way home
in the early hours of the morning
Staggering from side to side
Can I not feel sober? Can I not walk straight?
Mindsets, lacking,
Attitude, Impatience,
Eagerness, Anxiousness
Is it me? Is it you?
This blindness is causing fatigue
My deaf ear is wearing on me
Why, just why?
Will I ever see this course?
Will I only see when I look back?
I know I’ll see your goodness when I look back, for I already do
I trust it, I trust you
I believe it, I feel it
All I can do is fall to my knees
Lift up these broken hands,
Close these clouded, heavy eyes and say
‘Take me Father… Take me.’
The Beginning
So I found this blog site through a friend of mine. It seems abit better than what I'm used to. Seems like a better place to post the way you feel or something. I like that. Seeing others who write about the way they truly feel is inspiring for me to continue to do the same. Through thick and thin. Look at that photo? lol. My dad took that this past summer when we went to Moose Jaw for a family wedding. When I know he's taking pictures of me I just kinda freeze up to try and pose. It's fun posing, whether the picture turns out good or not is another factor, but hey, if I hated it, I wouldn't post it!
Anyways, I just wanted to get things started on here and intro myself onto this website for the few people who are ever going to read this stuff or even care to see it, but hey, that's okay. It's just kinda enjoyable to write whether someone reads it or not. I'll post some more interesting stuff like opinions or writings I've done later.
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