CockyYetSurprisinglyInferior's Xanga

So Xanga's Still Around eh?

Sun, 11 Jan 2009 04:12:43 GMT

Yeah, well. So is Zoroastrianism.

It's been so long since I've used Xanga that I actually wasn't sure how to put up a new post at first.

Things have changed.
(The preceding statement supersedes Xanga. But the one that preceded it doesn't.)

*I'm the pastor of a Baptist church.
*I'm engaged to the most incredible woman I've ever met.
*I'm doing well in school.

Things have stayed the same.
(The preceding statement proceeds back and forth from Xanga and other areas.)

*I'm still really an Anglican
*I still drive to North Little Rock quite frequently to visit my fiancee.
*My cumulative GPA is still appalling.

(The succeeding statement concedes that the preceding statements require some type of statement to intercede on their behalf, lest they cede their validity to their own inherent contradiction.)
The only thing that stays the same is that everything changes.

*I preach from the lectionary found in the Book of Common Prayer and dress in line with the church calendar on Sunday mornings; therefore I see no need for my Anglican identity to recede from the shores of my theological framework into the ocean of denominational affiliation.
*My fiancee also drives down to Arakdelphia, sometimes even exceeding the speed limit in order to get here sooner (a habit I exceedingly discourage).
*One semester of successful scholastic endeavors is not enough to retrocede a lifetime of scholastic failure.

I pray you accede to my defense.

With that I must secede from my association from Xanga for the rest of the night, in order to finish writing my sermon. I would think myself wise had the composition of my sermon anteceded the composition of this post, but now the best I can do is reaccede to my exegeting in hopes of succeeding at inspired exposition. Hopefully by writing this first, I haven't authored my own Epicede.

(For the record, the unprecedented diction found in this note developed unintentionally. I did not begin writing this ["this", whose antecedent is- of course -all you see written here] with the intention of wandering into such proverbial unceded territory.)

Friday, October 26, 2007

Fri, 26 Oct 2007 22:35:23 GMT

For those of you who know me, you know that since Freshman year I've had two haircuts: Nothing, and growing. Upon reaching a certain length, the latter is reduced to the former, usually by my friend Drew Cason.

When in the "Nothing" stage, and the first few centimeters that follow it, I'm the "Guy from 28 Days Later".

When in the "Growing" stage, I'm the "Guy from Batman" and occasionally, the "Guy from Red Eye".

Today in Wal-Mart a stranger observed that, despite my hair being as long as it's ever been, I was "The Guy from 28 Days Later".

Why there's Really No Need to have Your Gas Turned On

Tue, 23 Oct 2007 17:38:05 GMT

Today, I made a space heater out of a toaster oven.

In other news, I also found out that my smoke detector works.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Sat, 20 Oct 2007 16:49:59 GMT

I'm about 2 hours away from retiring from writing forever.

Reliving My Childhood, One Game at a Time

Sat, 15 Sep 2007 00:20:41 GMT

My roomate brought his playstation to our place.

I'm on disc 3 of Final Fantasy 7, and I have yet to get a gameover.

A moment of xanga silence

Wed, 12 Sep 2007 04:28:10 GMT

"Shooting from the Hip" or "This is What Happens When You Don't Really Post for a Year"

Mon, 13 Aug 2007 02:30:05 GMT

I watched NASCAR today for the first time in a long time. Not because I've lost interest in the sport, but because I don't have Cable. ESPN puts the races on the net. I love ESPN.

Reading people from OBU talk about how excited they are reminds me of being in their place last year. I went from never wanting to leave after my freshman year to hating every second of my sophomore year. It had to be one of the biggest swings in my life.

I'm moving more and more towards a mile-wide-inch-deep understanding of my social life. I wonder why God made me so acceptance driven but gave me a personality that drives people away.

In regards to my second paragraph. I'm done at OBU. For good. Anyone who reads this probably already knew that, but you never know.

Christians make me doubt the authenticity of the gospel on an almost daily basis. Thankfully the Church restores my faith.

I like good beer. And good whiskey. And good wine. That doesn't make me an alcoholic.

Several people in my family are pretty close to death. That sucks.

I've had the most amazing job I could imagine all summer. I'm pretty sad about having to give it up in 5 days.

The 5 most influential people in my life (in no particular order): my dad, Jesus Christ, Garrett Ham, *name removed to prevent drama*, and another spot I'm leaving open.**

I can't manage my money to save my life. If anyone would like to volunteer to be my accountant, it would save me some heartache.

I've been in a rut (in some respects) since my second semester of college. There are times when it seems like I'm out, but it turns out to just be a high spot in the rut. Nonetheless, this has grown me in ways I never expected.

My trailer has ants. Lots and lots of ants. They bite me when I sleep. Thank God I'm moving to a different one in a few days.

Jack Bauer is my new hero. I can't believe I didn't watch 24 before.

I now have two tattoos. A third is planned within the next year.

The speaker on my phone hasn't worked for quite some time. I have to talk on speaker phone. It's embarrassing in public.

The other night I backed into a car in Conway. The guy said "Don't worry about it." Shook my hand and drove off.

**Honorable mention to Fred Senko and Derek Webb

"Opener" by Lost and Found

Fri, 18 May 2007 04:54:08 GMT

OPENER

I WENT TO MY CHURCH ON SUNDAY, JUST TO HEAR GOOD NEWS. AND I CONFESS IT'S BEEN YEARS MORE OR LESS SINCE I'VE WARMED THESE PEWS. I AM LOOKING FOR SOMETHING STRONGER THAN MY OWN LIFE THESE DAYS BUT THE CHURCH OF MY CHILDHOOD SEEMS LIKE THE YMCA.

EVERY SUNDAY IS JUST LIKE THE LAST, AS IF THE CHURCH HAS NO HISTORY AND THE PEOPLE HAVE NO PAST. WE JUST SING THE SONGS WE LIKE TO SING AND WE PREACH ABOUT THE NEWS AND WE THINK UP SOME NEW THING JUST TO FILL UP THE PEWS.

I WANT PALMS ON PALM SUNDAY, I WANT PENTECOST STILL TO BE RED, I WANT TO DRINK OF THE WINE AND EAT OF THE BREAD. BUT THEY STRIVE FOR ATTENDANCE WHILE I STARVE FOR TRANSCENDENCE, BUT I COUNT AMONG THIS BODY BOTH THE LIVING AND THE DEAD.

WHETHER ITS GUITARS AND AMPS AND VIDEO SCREENS AND CORDLESS MICS, OR INCENSE AND ROBES AND COPES AND CANDLE LIGHT. LET'S STOP ALL THE FIGHTING OVER WORDS AND WAYS AND TELL ABOUT JESUS LIKE IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS.

The Bible.

Thu, 25 Jan 2007 21:40:44 GMT

Don't abuse the context. The author's intent is more important than yours.

It's not the word of God. Christ is. It's only the word of God in the sense it accurately reports God's salvific work through Christ.

Don't exchange a human Pope for a paper one. As a matter of fact, let's work out a deal with the human one.

We added those verses and Chapters. God didn't. Read it as a whole.

Read it regularly. But not so you feel good about yourself.

It shouldn't prove God is on your side. It will show you how to be on His.

It's not a science book. It's never claimed to be.

It never says it is the only source of revelation. It does affirm that the church and nature can be.

Christ didn't give it at His ascension. He did give a church.

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Sat, 25 Nov 2006 20:20:35 GMT

Reflected in my Savior's eyes, I see His tattered image

And flowing from His pierced sides, for sin I find forgiveness