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"And as they continued to ask him, he stood up and said to them 'Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her." I have often found myself slamming people in my thoughts - sometimes complete strangers, sometimes people I sort of know, sometimes people I know well and even those I love.  That sounds awful, doesn't it?   But it's true. On a seperate thought (or so I used to think), I've also often found myself afraid of what people will think of me- strangers or not.  I'm afraid they'll judge me to a crazy degree of strictness.  I'm afraid that no matter what I do or how I choose to live my life, someone somewhere won't like it and they'll scoff at me for it, if only in their head. As of recently, I've found out that there's really quite a strong correlation between these two things going on in my mind and heart. As much as I wouldn't want to admit it, I know that the way I've tr

I really like a lot of Indie music.  Some of it just goes real far out there on the weird-music-ometer but a lot of Indie music I come across I either like off the bat, or after a minimal amount of listens. There are two aspects to Indie music in my mind: 1. the sound of it and 2. the fact that it's not known by people who don't do their homework in the genre. Some bands *cough Gotye cough* have an Indie sound, but as far as social standing with the masses goes, they might as well be Kesha (yepp. I just spelled her name with out the dollar $ign.)  Don't get me wrong, I spend a good amount of time listening to the mainstream radio songs too (and sometimes, liking it).  It just doesn't hold the same liking to my musical palette as Indie does. To me, a big part of being an Indie artist is that you're not popular with everyone.  Because that probably means you have something unique and you're strong enough to be okay with not being liked by some people because

  This band (at least most of the music I've heard from them) is a little on the older side.  According to Wiki, they're together again after taking a hiatus a while back.  I've only more extensively listened to their older stuff, but looked them up on the youtube and I like their new stuff too (maybe better). (Keep in mind, this is based on their older albums) This band has a sound a bit like Panic at the Disco in songs where their male vocalist sings. They have an indie vibe, but it's an older indie sound.  Even though a lot of current indie music has an 80's or even 90's sound to it, this isn't that kind of older sound.  If we can call the 'other kind of older' sound "vintage", this is almost  a sort of stale sound.  However, as a 90's child, I don't mind. The biggest thing I appreciate about this band (and this song in particular) is the classical music aspects in harmony with modern.  There is the dramatic piano music,

In my post about going back to school this fall and the favor I've seen in the process,  I said I would expound on why I'm glad I spent two years out of school.  Now I know I don't always follow up on things I say I'll write "more on later" but I am for this. Let me begin with my plans as a high school senior. In high school I had quite a few changes of plans regarding what I would do after word.  For a while, I planned to go to Ball State. That fell off the wagon for a few reasons that I can't remember now.  A local University was my next consideration, but something kept me from deciding to go for that full fledge.  The plan then became to go to a 6 month school at a Christian organization (more for personal growth than academic gain).  I prayed about that more and realized that I didn't actually feel like God was pointing me to that (although I'm sure if I had gone, it would have been great).  When I let that go, I didn't have a replace

Here we are.  It's a friday again and I thought I would write a bit about what's going on and what I'm thankful for. For a few months, I've been working on getting things in order to go to school in the fall at a local community college.  I've been out of school for the past two years (which I am so glad I did.  More on that later) so it was a little bit of a challenge to get transcripts, SAT scores, and all that jazz together, but it happened.  It was also a little tricky to get all the random info of my and my parents' tax information turned in for financial aid, but that happened as well.  I was accepted, got my placement test waived for adequate SAT scores, met with advisors, gave them transcripts, scheduled classes and submitted my application for financial aid.  After having submitted my financial aid, I had the tug to pray for results that would pay for school 100% and then some, so I did.  It was one of those things that I simplly felt the peace to as

In honesty (and honestly, I want you to always expect that I'm always honest) I'm having a rough time thinking of a thankful post that I don't feel is cliche or cheesy or a repeat of something I've already written on, but the fact is, when I'm real thankful for things in my life, I guess you're gonna get multiple posts on some things.  I've written about (in no particular order) hands, my heart hurting but in a sweet way, skype, the real life things that are better than posting stuff online, scheduled publishing, writing, the hiccups (in life), the future week at camp and getting a break from real life, my past week at camp and its highlights, food, your patience, the world wide web, the power of the Holy Spirit, Chicago and the opening of my Etsy shop (about that... it's not going super hot),  that Jesus is constant, the realization about how the internet isn't entirely real (and that I should take it with a grain of salt), art, freedom, music, di

Today is perhaps a more non-typical Thankful post because it's about something that's pretty solid and relatable and not so abstract and personal. Today, I was thinking objectively about Psalms.  I've thought about a lot of these points before, but never merged them all to express my appreciation for the Psalms.  This book is very unique and enlightening, relatable and surreal- all at the same time. It's like a novel you would read, but you're in it.  It gives the suspense of being in the story itself, because I know I can relate in real life, but the assurance of knowing the future and how things will end, because I know I am ultimately saved. I was reading Psalm 91 this morning so I'll use it as my example. It might look long but just go ahead and read it Psalm 91 He who dwells in  the shelter of the Most High will abide in  the shadow of the Almighty. 2  I will say   to the  Lord , “My  refuge and my  fortress, my God, in whom I  trust.” 3 

Well well well. We meet again.  Sort of.  In an online, cyber kind of way, and not really in a real life kind of way.  However, while some may like to claim a gaping difference between reality and the cyberworld, some things do carry through from one to the other.  There can be some big disconnects, but building on the premise that I'm not some crazy psycho 40 year old man claiming to be a 20 year old female, there are aspects of my real life that come through on the Internet side of things.  Of course sometimes the way I talk in real life doesn't come out the blog. And sometimes the thoughts that show up on this blog never make their debut in real life. There is a disconnect.  But there is also a connection to who I am here and who I am there and the coexistence of those two things is somewhat intriguing to me. Someone I was talking to yesterday told me that they liked the way I talk in my blog and they wanted to sometimes have conversations with me in the manner I speak o