8.19.2005

because i couldn't have said it better myself

Since I have become entirely consumed by AP Language and the rest of school this year--despite the atrocious fact that I am only a week into my junior year of high school--I have grown quite weary of channelling my thoughts through this blog. However, David Crowder seems to put words together beautifully and brilliantly, so as of now, I'm going to resort to his thoughts as they will hopefully entertain you and put words of substance on my not-so-substantial blog (currently, anyway). So, please allow me to present goat/scientist/jesus freak (literally), David Crowder and his band of words.

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MY HOPE...
Job 1:1 - 42:17

Do you ever have just one of those days? Or, are you that guy. You know who you are. The one whose mouth is frozen in a perpetual grin. The one that walks outside on a windy day and has paper currency gather at your feet for your discretionary use. The one that is always found by the silver lining that the rest of us have heard tale of and searched courageously and diligently for, only to find you wrapped lavishly in it due, of course, to no cleverness of your own. Well this is not written for you so you can go now....no really, bye....

So now, do you ever have just one of those days? Or, perhaps one of those years? Now I’m not here to vent about our everyday, shared experiences such as the mud puddle that is completely avoidable by the passing car whose timing just happens to be in perfect symmetry to our proximity leaving us with a cool coating of brown mixing vividly with the new white shirt chosen conveniently enough for surely such occasion as this. No I’ll not vent here. I mean what would be the point to even suggest that on other people brown is a neutral even natural tone blending well with their attire but on you and I brown is indeed vivid. That would be pointless and we are at this point comfortably numb to these moments. They are only troublesome in their cyclical repetitiveness, really no more than trivial annoyances at this point.

I recently thought I’d found a loophole in the whole thing. I’ve told every soul I know about it and so I share it with you now. You know how when you and I set our VCRs to record say the season finale of Friends (or Everyone Loves Raymond according, apparently, to our socio/economic status) only to return to the flashing 12:00 or some other unexplainable occurrence that has overridden our double and triple check of programming. Well…enter TIVO. Have you heard of this? It’s incredible! It is a digital recording device that will record up to 30 even 60 hours of television. Through a series of very simple steps, including on screen instructions with visually appealing graphics, you set TIVO to record an entire series of your favorite show. You just click on SEASON PASS and you’re done. Oh, and did I mention it’s hooked up to your phone line making a daily phone call to get any scheduling changes, automatically adjusting it’s recording times accordingly! I am of the strong belief that it is the best invention of this century. Sure the century is new with more to come undoubtedly and TIVO was probably invented in the previous century but I did not own TIVO until last year and my rules allow for this. If you have TIVO you know what I mean. We are family. You and I and TIVO. I mean I talk out loud to TIVO and thank TIVO for making our television watching so efficient and enjoyable. We have a TIVO sticker on our car. But…just recently I returned home with my wife Toni from a pleasant evening out. We sit down in our very large TIVO viewing chair for two, ready to watch a desperately necessary half hour of Friends/Raymond that our dependable never failing TIVO should have ready to go for us. We scroll down the menu and to our delight find the show and push play and “oh my”...“Babylon 5?” “What?” “NO!” “This is impossible!” “TIVO never fails!” “This cannot be!”*

I still have yet to find a loophole.

No, for you and I life is unavoidable. And not just the mud on a shirt or a missed television show. I mean the moments that life really presses in. The moment the weight becomes crushingly unbearable by certainly any other. When tragedy intrudes and we are robbed of any logical proofs that God is good. When the book of Job suddenly seems our unauthorized biography. I wrote the song “My Hope” out of the experience of life and the comfort I found in Job. This book is not concerned so much with the why of life’s eruptions but the faith of a man throughout them. A godly man in possession of a faith that all of his afflictions could not shake. To find a man and eavesdrop long enough to hear him in intimate honesty ask “though You slay me, yet will I trust You?” (13:15) and to see his story answer in a resounding “yes” that can still be clearly and effectually heard today. And to see God show up in all of His majestic glory that pen and paper can express. Chapter 38. Everything that we thought was troublesome or painful or disappointing or hard or wearisome or frustrating or maddening is swept away. We become aware of His constant presence, and full of awe we, along with our concerns, are resized. We are swept away in this wonderful, beautifully glorious storm of who He is. He speaks out of the silence and it’s so terrifyingly plain that we have been right all along. He is in control. Beyond even our wildest imaginings.

“MY HOPE”

Here I am again
In this raging sea
On my knees again
Deep calls to deep

In the roar of Your waterfall
In the wonderful storm of You
May You find me holding on
May You find me true

I put my hope
I put my trust
I put myself in You, in You Lord

Here I am again
In need of You
Broken, beaten
Needing You

Wash me clean
Set me free
Hold me close
And cover me

I put my hope
I put my trust
I put myself in You, in You Lord

Here I am

Job 1:1 - 42:17

David Crowder lives in waco tx where he and his wife Toni watch more than a little less tv than this writing seems to indicate.

*(for this story and more about TIVO you can email me at davecrowd@aol.com )


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God bless,
lv

11 comments:

Victoria Leigh said...

hi





yay david crowder!

Leslie Virginia said...

:-p Very nice, tori.

victoria leigh said...

oo i like the new green heading thingy.

thanks

:)

Leslie Virginia said...

What new green heading thingy?

tori said...

you know, at the top of the page where it says "life of an oxymoron".....i dunno it looked new. maybe i just noticed it but it seems different. i like it tho. very much.

Leslie Virginia said...

Well, dear, it's about 3 months new. :p Maybe not that much, but I didn't put it up yesterday. lol. Thanks for noticing! ;)

tori said...

psha

Em Clem said...

Lovely post.

You need to change your link to my xanga. I got a new one (haha).

http://www.xanga.com/surfing_sea_turtle

>emily

Leslie Virginia said...

Will do.

cadence_of_heart said...

wow.

David Crowder's a great writer and he was very right.

and you were right - couldnt have said it better myself.

Leslie Virginia said...

Urgh. I don't know why my picture isn't coming up...

Just wanted to let people know I'm going to TN and surrounding areas until Monday just to tour a few colleges (mainly to my brother's preferences). I might be meeting Jenna if she hasn't gone home for the weekend. Have a lovely Labor Day, everyone! God bless. :)