About me
If you want to know about me and my fizamily click on the link above and read! Cool history.
25 July 2010 | 9:22 pm
Simple.
This isn't a statement or commentary about anything. I just like this verse.
Do not be deceived, God is not mocked;
for whatever a man sows, this he will also reap.
For the one who sows to his own flesh will from
the flesh reap corruption, but the one who sows
to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life.
Let us not lose heart in doing good,
for in due time we will reap if we do not grow weary.
So then, while we have opportunity,
let us do good to all people, and especially to those
who are of the household of the faith.
Galatians 6:7-10
14 July 2010 | 10:38 pm
Missions! Go to commonbread.org
Out of a mission trip a group of Moravians took to Nicaragua in December of 2009 came Commonbread.org which is a site for missions based giving! Through the site those wanting to donate to mission work being done in Nicaragua can give money for specific items in need. For instance, you can donate money for a cement block mold, give some fundage for balls and school supplies for the tots or even purchase shovels and/or wheelbarrows for fellow Christians down south! At the very least you should go check it out and tell your friends. It's a great idea for a good cause.
Thanks!
Joe McCready
27 June 2010 | 9:45 pm
A story
one day i saw an ostrich on the road in the rock hill. I was 8. he looked pissed. t here was a man chasing after him. But he couldn't catch him. ha. he ran hard. I sat and watched in my mom's mini van. And, I saw him. After I saw him, I thought about I thought about him everyday for 21 years. which is weird because I saw him when I was 8. I'm now 21. i'm 21 years old. i like most things. i like things with feathered hair and bushy tails. i like things with short fingernails and red lipstick. i like most things. mostly things that i like i like alot. i like cocacola and charcoal. and. i also like a good slice of cheese when i'm feeling cheesy and. i hate. when the rapper. i mean wrapper. gets stuck on the cheese?
4 June 2010 | 1:37 pm
being content
I've been writing a lot of new songs lately and am enjoying myself here in Charlotte. It has recently become re-apparent to me that how happy we are on a consistent basis is affected of two things: our faith and our outlook on our surrounding conditions. These two things obviously intertwine, but interact in strange ways. In faith we can be content with any condition that we live in, see, or face; yet many believers find themselves unsatisfied with their lives because of conditions. Some are true hardships (which we all have), but many of our conditions are really just expectations and standards we have set up for ourselves in order achieve a look, status, or to feel like we have an identity. These expectations and standards are sometimes the same reasons why a couple will choose to live in one neighborhood instead of another, why some of us want new clothes all the time (guilty, not gonna lie), and why get groceries here and not there.
What is really better about one thing over another if they come from the same source? Is "premium" coffee really "premium" when it comes down to it, or is it just a name on a bag? Do we really need to have everything fit our conception of what is good, better, or bad? I don't. I think we should be willing and open to consider the possibility that the worst may be the best when you're sitting on the other side of the fence.
This is an "to each his own" kind of situation. You may not care at all and prefer brand names over store brand items and live in a nice home having all you need and that is more than fine. It's great! Because God blessed you with the means and ability to attain those things. But we cannot get trapped in the conditions, expectations, and opinions that can result from losing sight of what God has given us. Having more is not better, it's different. Some of the happiest people I have seen in my entire life shared a room with a dirt floor, a rusted tin roof with holes and concrete blocks walls with 8 people every night. They were content. I struggle with this, so that's why I'm writing it out and I think it's natural in our culture to do so. But we shouldn't be okay with that. I refuse to. I have enough and when I look back God has always given me more than enough. But here's the kicker. When it comes down to it, I don't deserve a thing from him.
6 May 2010 | 12:26 pm
