A new day...

I have made the switch to blogspot. Sorry xanga but your time with me has ended.

I feel like i have made the transition from high school, an awkward time of development, in which we are trying to figure out who we are in a growing world telling us how to believe and what to think. To the transition to college, a mature (what ever that means) time of growth that leads into adulthood.

The start of this blog may come with questions. Let me try and answer them:

Why have I started to write?
This past weekend i attended a conference called National Youth Workers Convention (NYWC). It was a fun weekend that, more then anything, raised questions in my life. I realized, i need an outlet. The bible talks about fellowship, baring one each other's burden, encouragement, and so on...

So in an effort to do so, i have created this blog. I hope to encourage people with my thoughts. I hope to motive people with my faults, insecurities, and downfalls. And I hope to create a way for you, my brother's and sister's, to get to know me better.

What's with the name "The Scattered Rocks"?
I wanted to do "Scattered Rocks" initially, but it was taken so then i came up with THE scattered Rocks. (Creative I know).

In Luke 6, Jesus speaks about someone who listens to him and obeys. His house is built upon a solid foundation, a rock, that was the base of his house. In contrast, he then speaks about a house that is built on sand. This house is then washed away, because there is no foundation to be found.

I feel a connection to this parable in my life. I look at my life, read this passage, and think, "Yes, i can do this. My life is built upon the Rock. He is the rock of my life." But then in my actions and thought i contradict Jesus every chance i get.

Jon Acuff in his blog "Stuff Christians like" says it best. I don't want to go into the whole story but in short, a rap station would play a very inspirational message in their morning broadcast. But before and after this inspirational message they would play their normal music. Classy songs such as "birthday sex" or "Lollipop" would probably grace their stations before and after this biblical, inspirational, message.

The first response should be outrage. They are posers, creating a sandwich of moldy bread with prime rib in the middle.

He goes on to coin the phrase "Booty-God-Booty".

But in my life, i am that radio station. I say my life is built upon the Rock, yet i am a filthy human, in which many times i am the ugly moldy bread. The Rock of my life is scattered amongst my life, its there, but its not THE Rock.

The storm is trying to wash away my life. Yet i still hold onto the foundation of the Rock, Jesus Christ. My life is scattered, but I cling to the Rock, that is my savior.

This leads me to The Scattered Rocks. I say to you that I am a believer and Jesus is my Rock. But often, I feel like my life is scattered. And amidst the scatter, Jesus my Rock, gets scattered as well. The Rock, often breaks from the ware of the world. It can easily turn into the ever so dangerous sand that can be lost to the devil. So i fight.

I fight to keep the Rock my foundation.
And I fight to not turn the Rock into sand.

All I can see is the ground, with God, the Rock, scattered through the clutter and the mess. Thank God, He has the power to redeem or those scattered rocks would have been sand a long time ago. But it is an ongoing journey.

Thus begins the journey of The Scatter Rocks...

Godbless