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Only a few people read this blog - so it's confession time. For those of you who may not know toooo much about me - here we go.


1. Since moving here (again) it seems as though my mouth has become dirtier. I can't blame this on my surroundings, but only on my lack of resolve to stand my ground. Never did I think that was going to be a slippery slope for me.

2. I'm in the arts, and though surrounded by it, I do not think homosexuality is right or even OK. But let me add this as a suffix. I am a Christian, believe it or not (my deepest apologies to those who don't know, that means I'm not living how I should). Christ's gospel is a message of love, not the judgement with which so many people associate Christianity. The Miss California of 2009 stood her ground on national television. I agree with her. BUT - this doesn't mean that she and I are any different in regards to Sin(see #4). Do I do wrong things? On a daily basis. Am I any different as far as Sin is concerned? Absolutely not. No one is perfect, not even one. And that provides the basis for a realization the God's Grace is amazing and simultaneously sufficient.

3. Even though I thought I grew out of having a "pleaser" mentality - I definitely haven't.

4. I believe in absolute right and wrong. Sin is a reality. Unless you believe that there is such a thing as absolute truth, you can't fully understand the gravity of sin. It weighs heavy on the heart, and eats at the soul. And that sucks.

5. Tolerance is not a virtue I strive for. If you want to ride the fence - be my guest, but the wedgie is a pain to pick out. Compassion is what I will strive for.


Part of me feels like this is a huge post. Part of me feels like all of this should be a given. Ugh.

a little late - but good nonetheless

Christmas Poem by an Old Friend Melissa "Daniel" Orr
written December 24th, 2008

A bright and shining proclamation
Waited for since the fall of creation
The shepherds at first full of freight
Then joyfully followed and found Messiah in the night
You came to us by the light of a morning star

From up on high to a world full of danger
The fate of mankind lay swaddled in a manger
Men from the East came searching for a king
Guided by a light as they were traveling
All who will see must look to the morning star

We, too, were once full of fear
Coming from afar and wanting to be near
Looking up in the heights we have found a truth to engage
It is shining on us in the night of this age
And now you are the morning star

Cut down and stripped, this dying tree
A cross for the man from Galilee
And cursed he was hanging there on Calvary
That guilty men might go free
Now blessed, that hill, where stood the tree of life

O worship Messiah! Even so gentile
No longer do we roam in exile
For we have been grafted in and die to our selfishness
That abiding in Christ we may become oaks of righteousness
Now we belong to the tree of life

Gather all, ye cedars of Lebanon
Come and see, you cypresses from Hirom
There planted by the river, ancient and true
With healing for the nations and life anew
Away, oh curse! Triumphant is the tree of life!