Blah

You ever feel blah???

I have been wanting to write a blog lately, but I have not felt inspired about what to write. We have had some amazing services at Oasis, but I have been unable to put things into words.

I don't know how to explain it, but today I feel blah. I am sitting at home, and watching "The Next White Rapper" for the past 3 hours (the finale is on tonight, and it is pretty funny seeing these white people trying to "thug it up" (their words, not mine). It is entertaining, but I still feel blah. I can't even get comfortable in my favorite chair. You ever felt like that?

I feel like there is no creativity in me right now. I couldn't even come up with a creative title for this blog.

I guess I am ok with this for now because I know it will not last. I will wake up and feel ok, and I will get inspired some time soon. There are brighter skies ahead.

So if you do feel like it, chin up. Something great is coming. Many times we forget the big picture and we think what we see right in front of us is all there is.

Brighter skies are ahead!

Kevin

sweatpants and stilletos

Wouldn't you know that just when I thought I had this figured out, I'm back at my first day at school...
Something's changed today, what it is I just can't say. I don't seem ok. But I'm ok.
I can't run from you. Oh what did we run in to? Regardless of what I choose, we both lose. This isn't the way it's supposed to be. Where is my head?
I can lead a horse to water, You can even make him drink - but you can't change his point of view. Your way is not my way - but today's another day.
What if I don't just want coffee tonight?
-Caedmon's Call

Those two first lines describe my enlightenment this weekend. God has been telling me to shut my mouth a lot lately. Sometimes I listen. He's fueled passions within me. Sometimes I feed them. I feel like I'm finally starting to rest in Him. He says he knows the details of my life. He says that I am precious. That my name is written in His hand. He should be enough for me. I choose to say that He is enough for me. I will rest in His love. Rest. Rest. Rest.

I feel a freedom that I haven't felt in a long time. I thank God for that. His love for me is astounding. Astounding. Sometimes I forget that God knows me so intimately. He tells me that I do not have to strive or perform for his approval. If I don't need His, than I need not to strive for ANY approval. It's all air.

Do you ever feel like a split personality? There's that girl that is a free thinker. The creative, think outside the box type. Then there's the strict task-master. I get caught between the modern and post-modern thinking. The democrat and republican. The tech-no and Nick Burns. The traditionalist and the new. The fashionista and the i-just-want-to-be-comfortable. The enviromentalist and the user of aerosol hairspray. The materialistic and the minimalist. The traveling heart and the plant-roots type. I feel often at war within myself. Rest. Rest. Rest.

Society always wants to put a label on us. I think it makes them more comfortable if we are a "type" they can define. They have us figured out then. We are classified, labeled, put in a drawer and filed away. We can then be inserted into statistics whenever it's convienent. I've come to the conclusion that I'm just not one type. I'm undefinable. I don't even dress a certain way- I can't categorize my whole life into a adjective! I used to want to put a label on myself. I would think, "I am this." But then, I would slip away and prove myself wrong by the end of the week. I now think of it as a great thing to be undefinable. I feel more open. More open to ideas, movements, creative thoughts, leopard stilettos - whatever hits me at the moment! I feel a freedom with this thinking. (that's my non-commital self rejoicing). I am me and nothing more, nothing less. I don't need to impress anyone. I don't need to strive for approval. (Something I'll need to tell myself ten times a day). I am me. No excuses. I think I like that.

No more my God; no more my God, I boast no more.Oh my soul may be found in Him. (RESTING!)
I come to you with empty hands...

Jordan Weiland

Blog is alive

I know we already have a few sites going on. We have our official website (thecraveyouth.com) and we have a myspace page (myspace.com/thecraveyouth), so adding another page may seem a bit crazy. After all, I can't even keep those two up to date. But I wanted to add this one since alot of you don't have access to myspace for very good reasons, and we can't really blog on our official website.

So here it is. Our first official blog. I hope to keep this up to date, and really hope to get some responses from you all as well. And if anyone would like to help me keep this up and going, let me know. I could use the help.

Hope you enjoy, and tell your friends.

By the way, this is me really excited about this blog.