Fire Fighting

Hey Yall,

I dont really understand my need to do this right now. I need to do other things actualy. But this is something I must do. Hold on, I must pee first......thats better, quick huh? Dont worry I washed, you wont get any ciber germs. Back to writing. Why am I here? You wonder, or so I hope, I wonder atleast. Thus I am here, to voice my everythought and wity opinion on that very thought. To insult myself because it makes me laugh and it clears my mind.

The start to it all. What start I say? When did it all begin....again I am sorry for wasting your time, but no one else would listen, I actualy never tried to tell them, it was actualy because I never understood what it was that I needed to say. Can drugs, antidepressents affect you menatally in a negative way. I mean, they've done me no good thus far other than dulling the edge of my migrane for about twenty hours. I enjoy them, no, but I say once more, the side affects suck! I am not enjoying them anyways. But good news, my brain is fine, no cancer or anurism, nothing that will kill me or cause this head ache of mine. Im beggining to wonder, is the pain just all in my head? (that was a joke, if you didn't get it, your fired! but you may continue to sit here and waste your time reading my ramblings as I waste my time)

Noticed? Im sure a lot of my close friends, even those of you reading this blog, have noticed that I am not quite myself. Well I am not quite myself, rather who I should be, I am myself because I am not faking being all hunkeydory for odd reasons I have not concluded yet otherwise I might mask it all. But onward. I am, present tense, having trouble. If I knew what it was I would bluntly tell you because it bothers me greatly to be this lazy fool I am. Thus I digress. I do not spend adequate time with God, though I should be dooing more than just adequate, shouldn't I? I am not reading my bible everyday as I should. Less than half the week. I see the problem, I have determination to fix the problem, I have the word and the ear of God, so whats MY problem? I dont know, do you? I would like to know if you knew, you could email a perscription or some good reading advice. Much apreciated. Im liken those psalms. Jordo, as a tall one once called him, told me to check out Psalms 13, ofcourse I have read it before, the words and all. Good use of words that book.....but is that all it has become to this generation, a bunch of words? We dont realize how insane it is that a book writen by a bunch of authors (I used to know how many) could survive this long, some parts more than two-thousand years. Thats not just good bindings people, thats purpose. God had it written for a purpose, a purpose that is named after you. He wants you to read it, love it, not just see the words but hear them in the gentle loving voice of God, belive them and apply them to your lives. But anyways, I read it again, and again, and it didn't hit me yet, this was earlyer today. Your all thinking that maby I will have struck some revalation by carefully studying the chapter, I didn't, sorry. But you can check it out and see what God might have in it for you. Thanx Jordan though, I am greatful that you care bud. I will ofcourse check it out again before I put myself to rest. But, I will not do so such as yet. I am not done here. I have found purpose.

Purpose. I have no reasons for things I cant explain. Love explains alot of things in this world, like why anyperson would risk or even loose their lives for yours or for an idea. Be a martry. It happens everyday you know. But I will not waste your time with that. You can imagine how boaring it is to hear that firemen dont love thier jobs for the pay, they love to do what they do daily because they love the idea that you wont die in a fire because they can save you. Love. Wait, love and fire and being saved from it, does this ring any bells? Anyone who knows a firefighter personally, raze your hand! (psst. Im not watching, you dont actyualy have to do it Ashley!). Thats right; Jesus is a fire fighter. Mind you he doesn't race around through trafic with sirens and lights barreling to the next repenter. (is repenter a word?) He walked into the fire soaked pits of hell and reached His hand out to you, He wanted to be your Hero. Did you take that hand and let God be your fire fighter? I pray you did, for I am afraid as painful as dieing in fire might be, living in it might just be over the top of it all. Have you joined the force? Sure it was Jesus that died on the cross, it is Him who died for your sins, but have you seen someone about to get burned by fire and just walk on by. Not your problem? It is your problem, that is if you have already been saved. You have been impowered, given your own suit and boots, oxygen tank and cool helmet. He has you on the force now. You dont get the choice of retirement. Someone is dialing 911 right now, will we let it be drugs or alchohol, violence or suicide that answers the call. Or will it be you, seeing that person in need and steping in at the right time, before their life comes down around them in flames, to pull them out and let Jesus rescue them from an eternity of burns far worse than you could ever imagine. Suit up, and stay that way. Jesus needs you on the truck, so does your neighbor and your class mates. When they reach, will you be ready, willing, trained to take their hand, to lead them to the true Hero?

Reporting for the Cheif.
TraV

Ps: Anyone realize why it is that I suddenly felt the need to write yet? I think I have. Know this, God puts desiers and needs, fealings and hopes in your life. Dont ignore the twinge or tingle next time. Turn around, the person God wants you to worship next to in heaven might just be crying about things that you can help them understand.