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Name: Patrick
Country: United States
State: Michigan
Metro: Grand Rapids
Birthday: 9/9/1988
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Sunday, August 24, 2008

Currently Listening
The Story And The Song
By Between the Trees
- White Lines and Red Lights -
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The Bride and the Lotus

This summer I was able to take a week off work and travel the NE coast.
In every way possible, it was something I needed.
While there were many points of relaxation, meditation, and reflection; there was one time in particular I wanted to speak of.
A moment where God brought about closure to a wound I had counted healed.

The entire trip the Lord was convicting my heart to listen, to learn, to be still, but more importantly to just be with Him....


The Lotus.

...The setting lies among the Appalachian mountains - along the White Mountain ridge....
I was at the Mountain's Peak, surveying the work of God's hands.
The landscape; a rolling panoramic ocean.
The mountains challenging the crystal blue skyline.
I was awestruck, I was in love -- I was still.
The feeling of being enveloped in the majestic,
yet personal love of God and Christ was so serene;
so tranquil...
...
...It was about this time that I realized how bad I had to pee

So I ran down a wooded path until I came to a small pond that had collected just off the summit of the mountain.
Once I had relieved myself and no longer felt the urgency of needing to pee, I was able to look upon the water.
It was quite lovely, clear water collected from rain water and melted snow;
but something in particular caught my eye -- floating atop of the liquid mirror
-- A white lotus flower.
The simplicity of its beauty with the water;
it was a humbling and simple symbol that God used to remind me of so many things…

He was allowing me to reflect and to learn…

The Bride

You see, through the past year or so I had learned a lot about God’s beauty, about His love;
His love for us as His people, His love for me, and the love for those around me.
I had been in a relationship for quite sometime, and even after its end I knew that we had both learned so much from God.
I had learned so much about myself and others,
about loving selflessly and unconditionally, about how we love only because He loved us first. [1 John 4:19]

The beauty of this flower reminded me of that beauty;
the beauty of how wonderful a relationship is in its truest form –
- with each partner’s heart connecting with God,
and through that, to each other.
God reopened this part of my life, to make sure I fully understood what God had planned for me,
and how that might differ from my own plan.

After I was no longer in a relationship, I was back to being a single-man of God.
- and God was reminding how to be a humble single-man of God.

God had put in my heart an idea a while ago, a precept if you will.
’Before one is able to be in a relationship, they must first be able to be single’
I have always believed this, and held it to be based biblically – Christ has reminded us many times in the Gospels to ‘love others as yourself’,
and to do that you must be able to love and respect yourself in order to realize that until you are prepared to be without someone,
you shouldn’t be with someone.
Because desperation, irrationality, or boredom don’t make for a very strong basis of a relationship.

So now I am here, as a single man of God - confident in His plan for my life.
And how glorious it is; His plan.
For you see, though I believed I had less to learn of beauty and love being outside a relationship,
God was revealing something to me...

The Bride and the Lotus

This Lotus, this rare flower held in God's palm to me,
was used by God once more to remind me...
A conversation I had this past year with my cousin Eric.
We talked of our roles as men in Christ to the women in our lives.

For all the women in my life - Women who are beautifully and humbly pursuing God's own heart
I hope I have, in at least the smallest way, encouraged these women in their spiritual journey.
As a fellow follower of Christ, I try to point all things towards Christ,
and in this way, have had some responsibility in their spiritual well-being.
And in that, am part of a greater passing on of that responsibility...

...In the old tradition; the father of the bride presents her to the husband.
Handing over the responsibility for the care and protection over to the husband.
This presenting of responsibility includes her brothers that have been with her through her upbringing;
handing over the trust of her well-being,
but it isn't just her blood brothers giving their trust...
It is all her brothers in Christ, any man who has helped her someway to continue towards Christ.

So when my sisters are finding themselves drawn to another brother in Christ and it is seen to be good,
Their father, their family, all her brothers in Christ [including myself] will joyfully hand over that responsibility.
[While not everyone will be standing at the altar for that moment,
in even the smallest ways, our actions have somehow effected our sister in Christ,
and as God as our witness we have hopefully made a positive influence and encouraged her towards Christ]

-- And here's the truly glorious part.
This handing over of responsibility from the father and her brothers to the husband.. it isn't the last step.
A lifetime after these married two serving Christ, the relationship will be leading to a final climax;
The handing over of this responsibility back to Christ!
All of these relationships are in effect pointing towards the day we meet Christ in heaven;
when our sister will meet with Christ, and He will be the archetype -
'the perfect husband, the perfect father, the perfect brother, the perfect king; the perfect everything!' -- [as eric put]

And how humbling and glorious is it to know that I have a part in all of this.
I see the joy in being a single-man of God, and all I can do to bring Him glory.
Perhaps one day I'll be able to be blessed enough to have the privilege to be a husband -- and father.
But for now, I am able to recognize the beauty in my current state of relationships.
For though facebook has identified me as so, I am never single, I have my King.
And under his lordship I can see beauty.

The beauty of my sisters who continue to call upon the Lord out of a pure heart [2 Tim. 2:22]
The beauty of Christ's plan for me in all stages of my life.
The beauty of being part of the greater union.
The beauty of the Bride
The beauty of this Lotus...



So for my sisters - Let every man you and God allow in your life be an encouragement to you,
and that man of God's own choosing for you to be with be the one who you know will build a beautiful relationship with you,
so that one day you will meet Christ and be able to give that Love to your King.

And for my fellow brothers - single, married, or anywhere in between; we have been entrusted to encourage out fellow sisters,
and when necessary to protect them; emotionally, physically, and spiritually
I hope that I can encourage you and you to encourage me in the same way, to be that for the women in our lives.
...Because if you don't, and start being scum -- I'll punch you in the jaw
[and I expect the same from you]





PS - I have cut and pasted this together from sporadic thoughts at 4 in the morning...
...if its seems incoherent, I apologize - I hope you can kind of understand what I'm getting at.

PPS - Just thought I might add -- I hope it hasn't come off like I believe that for women, the godly men have all the say of your life
and that the father hands over some kind of ownership of you to the husband, like the title to a car.
No, but I am saying that as brothers [and men] we should be making sure that
the men having the duty to encourage you towards Christ and in that way influence you, are not scum
[as well as making sure we are never scum].

PPPS - My cousin eric has written a note on the topic of marriage and the bride that inspired part of this.
It is much more eloquent and well thought out than mine and can be found here - http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/note.php?note_id=24667510120&id=110501386&ref=share


Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Currently Listening
Welcome to the Fall
By 32 Leaves
- Wide Awake -
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- Good Bye -

Some letters you write, but never intend to
Send my regards to parting words, but I still have to get this
Outside I can still feel our warm December, but it seems so
Faint then wake up, and I realized again you wouldn’t be
There are so many ways we’re moving forward, but moving further a
Part of the process will be to look back, not resenting, but
Reflecting in the water of our past; I take this last look

---
Time becomes silted, as it grinds past now more than
Ever passing moment reflected in the ticking
Second-hand affection; a cold stagnant left
Over analyzing was never an option; I knew of your af-
Fair play isn’t the question when the game has no rules to
Break open a thousand ulterior reasons, but I never wanted an

Excuse
me,

I need to seek serenity, but this time I can’t take
You still think it’s you I’m angry with, but I never
Was I ever able to find closure? In the wake of a
Regret isn’t the question, and it will never be the
Answer or retort if it helps, but I’m sorry, I have to

Go -- Ahead

of this moment lies healing, just you wait and
See this for what it has always been; beautiful things don’t always
Last night happened, and we shouldn’t forget, but we need to move
On top of everything else, I pray you can finally under
Stand up and find;

all the good we can take from our
Time has drawn out my parting, so I leave praying for
You will always be a part of me; I wouldn’t be the man I
Am I rambling again? Sorry; I guess I will never be very good at saying

Goodbye.


Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Currently Listening
Requiem: Fortissimo
By Virgin Black
- In Winters Ash -
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- W
aiting Room -

Perturbed would certainly begin to describe it.
You know what I mean; right?
Do you ever walk into a room
and forget why you’re there?

You call upon your sorry excuse; for a memory.
A memory, a recollection, the smallest semblance
of an idea to explain your current position.
your reason
your alibi

By the grace of God it comes to you; right?
But what if it doesn’t?
Do you continue to probe your conscious?
insisting an answer
demanding a reason

Or perhaps you dismiss it, to an absent wind.
How important could it have been?
But as if you can’t let it go, you still cry out
helpless frustration

bitter existence

So what now distruaght wanderer?
Regardless of your consequence
How will you arrive where you have been?
retrace a past
draw a path

Remember how you got here?
Even if not, waiting isn’t the worst thing.
But you’ll still need to catch up with the day.
it’s already ahead of you
and it isn’t going to wait

So conclude this wonder; It’s your move
Will you know what I mean?
When you walk into your life
and forget why you’re there.


Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Currently Listening
Enigma
By Ill Nino
- Compulsion Of Virus And Fever -
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So, I have been busy - and tired... but that's certainly not what I'm writing about,
perhaps this is me just giving an excuse to why i haven't been writing for the longest time.
But I find it too big a part of my mental, physical, and spiritual renewal to cease doing.
So..
I'm getting back into the swing of things, and back into the feel of my writing.
This is my first writing in a long time, so understand it's quality
I have countless other ideas I'm trying to ferment into something worth reading,
so you'll probably see some more in due time...
but for now, here's something I wrote up here in the Manitou Hall computer lab.




- Between -

What truth lies between two unspoken words?
What cloth is spaced between the weave?
Between ticks of a clock, what can be heard?
Do you listen for the silence during the siege?

The unrequited love we always knew was there.
The dreams of frontiers we have long since forgot
The other end of a deal we never thought was fair.
The sins we never considered were bought

Do you always believe everything that you breathe?
The words wetting lips in the wake of a prayer.
And what of the beauty that we never perceive?
The flower that blooms out of sight of the stare

Divinity beating in pauses of thought
Reach your vision past a world too blurred
In the break of a breath was the love that we sought
Just look in between; where divinity first stirred


Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Currently Listening
Fear Will Cast No Shadow
By The Autumn Offering
- Crown Yourself a King, Kill Yourself a Queen -
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"It is not Poets, but Chess Players who reach madness..."



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