Feelings!!!

Right now, I'm feeling kinda icky; it's been three weeks since I've been to youth group and am missing my friends a lot. I also have noticed that not many people are reading my blog, so I think I'm going to cut back a little and do one every couple days instead of every day. I think that some people read it like every couple weeks, so if there are too many for them to read at once then they won't get read anyway. So, anyway, God is good! Far too good for me; just thought I'd say that!!!

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Our Escape

By Micah Lang

We hid in a corner, shaken with our fear
Afraid of something; that we know to be near

There is no escape, for we are all alone
Far from anyplace, we’d use to call home

We can not yet see them, the demons of the night
All that we can see, is a dim, still, light

The dim, still, light beckons, it promises life
Life better than living, on the edge of a knife

We’re afraid to accept, we know that it’s true
But we’ve too much sin, what can we now do?

All we have to do, is accept the free prize
It opens our mind, and opens our eyes

We see that the demons, were of our own making
Our sin had then caused them, but now are for taking

The darkness dims away, it cries out and leaves
All that we see are green hills and trees

The joy that now fills us makes us want to sing
We fall to our knees, and worship the king

So you've come to a big bump in the road? GET OVER IT!!!

Measure of a Man

What is the measure of a man? A yard stick!!! Nay, his heart. May all men be men of masculinity. May they be men that are firm, but gentle and kind. Men that know when to talk and know when to be silent. Men that can be brought easily to righteous anger, but have the self-control not to act in sin upon it. That boast in the Lord not themselves. That is a leader and a servant at the same time. Men that believe that to be men is more than to have long hair, tattoos, and ear rings. Why can't there be more men like that!!!

Randomness

Joke of the month:

There were once two very good friends. One liked to take care of the other one whenever something bad happened to him. The one friend that was taken care of worked at a lumber cutting industry and frequently lost limbs and other pieces of his body.
Now, once this guy cut off his hand, so his friend put the hand in a plastic bag, took him to the hospital and the doctor reatached the hand.
A second time, the guy cut of his foot, so his friend put the foot in a plastic bag, took him to the hospital and the doctor reatached the foot.
A third time, the guy cut of his own head, so his friend put the head in a plastic bag, took him to the hospital and waited in the waiting room for what the doctor had to say.
The doctor came back with the news.
"I'm sorry, but he didn't live," the doctor said.
"What," the friend said, "I did what I always do, I put it in a plastic bag, why didn't it work?"
"You idiot," the doctor said, "You can't put a dismembered head in a bag and expect the guy to live!"
"Why not?"
"He suffocated!!!"

Snow and Money

Think; Eskimos in Alaska have like twenty words for snow right? Now, why do you think that is? Probably because they have so much of it, right? Well, then think of how many words Americans have for money? Cash, bucks, moola, greenbacks, dollars, money, denarii, bills, dough, the list just goes on and on. Makes you think huh?

One a Day

An Apple a day keeps the doctor away, just make sure you have it on hand to throw at the doctor.

A hug a day keeps the psychiatrist away.

A coffee a day keeps the dreariness away.

A cigarette a day keeps your health far, far, far away.

An onion a day keeps everyone away.

A dollar a day keeps the bully away.

A laugh a day keeps the heart trouble away(scientifically proven).

A prayer a day keeps the devil at bay.

Randomness

Possibilities are limited only by our lack of faith and our imaginations.

Sadness!

Sadness: The act of being affected with or expressive of grief or unhappiness; caused or associated with Grief; DEPRESSED, DISMAYED!

When times life seems to quiet down into paralyzing silence like a darkened room you are enclosed in; that is when it is the hardest to keep faith. We can have hope when everything is good and right and everything goes your way; when you are HAPPY all the time. But what about those times when everything you want is taken away; ripped away; TORN AWAY! What can I do then? You have everything you need except the things the want soooo much that you feel like you need them. Why does this always seem to happen? Why can't I, just once, have the things I need AND the things I want? Life is hard! That is true. If it wasn't, then it wouldn't be worth living. But why does it have to be sooo hard? I am left alone from everything that I want, everything I yearn for, except . . . . God. God is all I need, but why does He take away everything else? Can I live without anything this world has to offer? Is God enough? Oh, YES!!! He is enough. I have gotten to the place where I know it is not destined for me to have what I want in this world, and I have accepted it. It is just soooo hard. I have nothing left to cling to, nothing except God; the one who took everything away from me, but the one who also gives me everything. My own selfish desires! Why do I have them??? Why would I expect comfort here on earth, when I will experience so much comfort in the next life. Depression is still there, but I have accepted it. I cry as I cry out to God for help. That is all I can do when everything is TORN away from me.

"God help me please!!! I am so sad!!!"

Rain

By MICAH LANG

Droplets of water that fall to the ground
Water that hits the earth without a sound

Showers of blessing that water the earth
Watching it fall while in front of the hearth

Pleasant sounds hitting the roof in the night
Lulling to sleep at the dimming of light

To feel the muck of your dirty black sin
Seem to wash away when the rain hits your skin

To gaze up to the sky as rain hits your face
To smile and to feel the rain’s moistened embrace

You do not yet care that your clothes are not dry
You simply want to feel the skies when they cry

Oh, what a seemingly endless supply
That God seems to pour from His endless blue sky

Cymbals that sound as if touched by a kiss
Tiny blue bells that ring out through the mist

Life that now pours out straight down from above
Tokens that flow out from God’s cup of love

Nothing can explain the feeling of grace
As rain comes down softly like wet streams of lace

We now must accept it, this heavenly sign
A sign of God’s blessing and love so divine

We look to sky and do nothing but stare
We stretch out our hands and do not seem to care

That all of the sin in the world can not give
Salvation that people wish to have to live

My world is now changed as I smile in the rain
Knowing that Jesus took away my pain

I close my eyes cause I can now clearly see
That it was God’s love that set my soul free

Providence

It is so amazing how amazing God is in the little things. A really funny thing happened the other day. Ok, so I always practice guitar with my acoustic guitar at home and NEVER use my electric except at church, just because it's too much trouble to set it up. Well, I had a sudden urge to use it on Sunday. Funny huh? Well, want to know the funniest, my string broke!!! And not only that, but it is the same string that broke a month ago, so I have two extra sets of strings for every string except for the one that just broke, so I had no replacement. This is providential because if I hadn't've had the urge to play my electric on Sunday, then it would have broken on Thursday and I couldn't have played then.
It gets even better. My dad always works Monday through Friday and is gone from 9 in the morning till 8 at night, so I wouldn't have had any opportunity to go to Leomonster and buy myself new strings until Saturday!!! However, by providence, my dad didn't have to work on Monday, because, for the first time in months, he worked the night before, so I was able to buy myself new strings!!! Amazing, huh???

Relient K's Five Score and Seven Years Ago

CD: Five Score and Seven Years Ago
Artist: Relient K
Year: 2007
Music Type: Punk/ Pop

*Lyrics/Songwriting: 9/10
*Instruments: 8/10
*Vocals: 9/10
*Message: 9/10
*Sound: 10/10

*Overall: 9/10

Comments: Once again, Relient K has come out with an extraordinary album. Now with two new members, the band has come out with a whole new sound as they come out with their first full cd in 3 years. The cd blends the clever wit of Matt. Thiessen with the dynamic guitars, drums, and piano as it tells a clear christian message that discusses God's willingness to save and how sinful this world is. The hits include Forgiven, Must Have Done Something Right, I Need You, Devestation and Reform, and Bite My Tongue. Along with these, the band has kept its remarkable humor with Crayons Can Melt on us for All I Care and Plead the Fifth. Also, Deathbed is a slow song that tells the story of a man fallen into sin, but coming back to Jesus. The song takes 13 minutes to complete, but has some of the more meaningful lyrics of Relient K so far. It also has Jon Foreman sing as the voice of God at the end which blends a special touch. One of the best cds of the year. Highly recommended.

Random

If life gives you lemons, throw em' back and grab a grapefruit!

WHY?

BY MICAH LANG

Sometimes I do wonder why life isn’t fair
Why I am ignored, why no one can care

I purpose myself as the most deserving
I do my good part, I’m always still serving

But no one seems to care for my life
The hardship, the struggles, and all of the strife

I can’t think it true for God to exist
If He loves me, why not then try to persist

He should love me more than anyone could
But do I deserve it, I think I should

But why do I need it, what have I done?
Why do I deserve His glorious son?

I read how He came and died for my sin
But could He then change my heart from within

But what have I done, I think I’m good
But have I been doing all that I could?

In truth I am nothing, apart from His grace
I’m afraid to look upon His sweet face

Why did you do this? All this for me
What I have done, I can not see

This makes my soul, fill up with fear
But you’re sweet voice is all I can hear

Before, I asked why life wasn’t fair
Why justice never carried me on the air

Well, I’m glad it’s not so, if so I’d be doomed
I’d be in hell’s fire and then be consumed

I now throw away all of my why’s
I spread out my hands, with tears in my eyes


The only ‘why’ left, is ‘Why God, me?’
He opened my eyes, so that I could see

I look out upon the glowing night sky
I look to the stars and wonder, wonder why?

The Crucifixion

By MICAH LANG

A drop of blood, a single tear, the anguish, and the pain
The scorn of all, a silent king, one which could not yet reign

Now as He hung, this silent king, upon that crucifix
All could see, that just this once, our sin and God could mix

He took it all, our horrid sin, and claimed it for His own
We didn’t understand at all what only God has known

So as He hung, He thought back to that time so long ago
That day that He had come to life, that Christmas without snow

He then thought of when the wise men came, all gathered in a three
With gold, frankincense, and the myrrh which was His destiny

The myrrh represented His death, and oh, how this was true
But no one knew that He was God, this carpenter and Jew

His life was lived, for God’s glory, and all that could see light
All that took the better way, away from sin’s cruel bite

He chose the twelve to be His own and spread the news of hope
To help those who believe that by themselves can live and cope

But the time had finally come and He was to die
He knew this, but He did not even try to ask God why

He did it out of love, because it was the only way
As blood dripped off His forehead, He knelt on the ground and prayed

The soldiers came for Him and the disciples didn’t stay
They ran and hid, except for Peter, followed all the way

Oh poor Peter, so confused that he denied his friend
A friendship now was cracked which Peter said could never bend

Jesus was now forsaken by all that He held dear
But He would not forsake them back; He showed no dread or fear

Now that it was done and Jesus hung upon that cross
A description so hard that our words are at a loss

Oh, the wonder and the beauty of His very name
And the love that was so great, it overcame the pain

As He said that it was done, His heart did tear in two
He breathed a sigh for He had done all that He had to do

He shed a tear for all those who would reject His great love
He slumped His head, and returned back to His Father above

Now the soldiers pierced His side with a long and sharp spear
The blood that came out from His side had water oh, so clear

It breaks my heart to know that He had to die for my sin
That without His death that day, He could not enter in

So I will wait until He comes, or till He calls me home
For I now have a joy and peace that I have never known

ONLY IN AMERICA :

Only in America .....do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front.
Only in America ......do people order double cheeseburgers, large fries, and a diet coke. !
Only in America ......do banks leave both doors open and then chain the pens to the counters. Only in America ......do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our useless junk in the garage.
Only in America ......do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages of eight.
Only in America ......do we use the word 'politics' to describe the process so well: 'Poli' in Latin meaning 'many' and 'tics' meaning 'bloodsucking creatures'.
Only in America ......do they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering.

EVER WONDER ..
Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin ?
Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed?
Why don't you ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"?
Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?
Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"?
Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons? Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?
Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour ?
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?
Why didn't Noah swat those two mosquitoes?
Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes? Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?!
Why don't sheep shrink when it rains?
Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?
If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?
If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?

Building 429's Iris to Iris

CD: Iris to Iris
Artist: Building 429
Year: 2007
Music Type: Religious

*Lyrics/Songwriting: 8/10
*Instruments: 8/10
*Vocals: 9/10
*Message: 10/10
*Sound: 8/10

*Overall: 8.6/10

Comments: A complete surprise to me! Thinking that it wasn't going to be good, but it was incredible. At least to me. Not quite as good as their first one(Space in Between Us), but it's hard to do that good. Better than Rise in my opinion. They have matured into a new sound altogether, playing with some minors and cool sounding guitar progressions. The hits include You Carried Me, Majesty, Singing Over Me, and Power of Your Name. Also, I really like the slow song Track 7 Waiting to Shine, which has the some of the most moving lyrics I have ever heard. Thumbs way uuuppp!!!

Sample of music lyrics: Loneliness banished; liberation rings; by the power of Your name; Be Glorified; beyond what mortal souls could dream; shine down; over your children; given me; GRACE; I am ASTOUNDED; Mercy covers all; I believe; You are calling me, singing over me; Staring at the sky; IRIS TO IRIS; diamonds reflecting; the Savior; has come cown; Long to shine; I won't question; in the DARK; Through the Storm; standing amazed; it's so beautiful; heaven and earth proclaim; glorious love is ALIVE, PERFECT, and UNCHANGING; I see clearly; the sky is MINE; so beautiful; Change; my history; reaching is stretching my doubts; I'm with you Beautiful is love revealed; you are constant; stunning is your GLory; I stand in wonder; I fix my eyes on You; in awe . . . I come; You are greater than all my sin!

Compilation and lyrics by: Jason Roy(lead singer, guitarist of Building 429)

My Sin vs. God's grace

The only thing greater than my Sin is God's grace.
HALLELUJAH!!!!

Sometimes . . .

Sometimes we can't see God. We are in a low spiritual point and going through things that cause us to wonder. We think that God is too far away to be seen. Oh, we are so wrong. It's just that God is so big that, like a large painting, if he is right next to us, he is too near to be seen. We only see what is right in front of us which is only a part of His plan, His majesty we can't see the big picture, but we can't back away to see it more clearly like a painting, because he is still too big. All we can do is trust and have faith in what we do see, so that we can enjoy it all the more when we go to live with Him in heaven and we can see Him for what he really is. I don't always like this fact that I have to wait. I don't like all the trouble and struggles and pain and temptations I go through, but God is just.

I know God won't give me more than I can handle, I just wish He didn't trust me so much.

A Dead Faith

BY MICAH LANG

A dream
A nightmare
A vision
A picture of the modern church
The sin
The anguish
The pain
The lost
The lost in America
As I stepped in the church of God in America all was well
I saw all the decorations and pleasing view
There was music playing in the background run by a record
The music was Amazing Grace
I sang silently in my soul as I carried my Bible
I am a foreigner
An alien to this world
I am one of God’s children; it is my purpose
I looked out toward the open doors heading to the auditorium
The minister was preaching out something
I couldn’t quite hear it well
It was a beautiful voice
I walked in slowly
A smile on my face
I looked to the pews in front of me
I saw the backs of everyone there
Every seat was taken
“This is a fruitful church!” I thought
I walked forward more
Everything was so quiet
So solemn
I thought they all must be in a solemn prayer
Their faith must be so strong
I looked up at the minister
A very good looking man
A very beautiful voice
I kept walking forward, drawn by the voice of the minister
Suddenly, my smile vanished as I saw him closer
Something about him
Something in his eyes
Something in his manner
Something in his voice that seemed too good
It dawned on me as I looked at him through different eyes
I saw him for what he really was and it almost terrified me
It was the devil himself
He was the minister of the church
I grew very nervous, but I knew that God was with me
The minister smiled at me and I glared
I wondered why the people in the church didn’t see through him
Why they let the devil preach to them
Wasn’t their faith strong?
They were all praying fervently
I turned around and looked at the people
I cried out to them to see through the disguise
But they couldn’t hear me
They showed no response
I looked at them closely and realized what was wrong
It terrified me
Their eyes were dead!
They were not even alive!
Suddenly, I woke up and gasped for breath
“It was just a dream,” I said, relieved
But it wasn’t
It wasn’t a dream
It was a true representation of the American Church
A Dead Faith!

Sanctus Real's Face of Love

CD: Face of Love
Artist: Sanctus Real
Year: 2006
Music Type: Rock

*Lyrics/Songwriting: 9/10
*Instruments: 7/10
*Vocals: 9/10
*Message: 10/10

*Overall: 8.75/10

Comments: Very moving and spiritual album. Highly recommended! The singer has an exceptionally moving voice and a wide range that adds to the unique song-writing and musical style. Hit songs such as I'm Not Alright, Eloquent, Face of Love, and Thank You blend to a very well-written album that expresses complete neccesity on God's love while other songs such as We're Trying and Where We Belong talk about the touchy subjects of how sinful man really is and how God wants us to live. A very good cd and a very talented band.

Flyleaf's Flyleaf

CD: Flyleaf
Artist: Flyleaf
Year: 2006
Music Type: Hard Rock

*Lyrics/Songwriting: 9/10
*Instruments: 8/10
*Vocals: 8/10
*Message: 7/10

*Overall: 8/10

Comments: Very talented new group. Releasing some very good hits off of their debut album such as I'm So Sick, Fully Alive, Sorrow, and All Around Me that have catchy lyrics and a good beat. The female lead singer has a very profound and drawing voice that shows much emotion even in the rare times that she goes scream-o. Heavy guitars, bass, and drums define the instruments and show the talent that they each have. The album shows a dreary outlook on life, but in some songs point it to God while touching on some unpopular topics such as the track 'Cassie'. Not my style, but I would recommend this cd highly. Very good!

What Have We Become?

Sometimes life just seems so scary to me. Not that I'm scared of it at all!!! I have a real hope in Jesus. But I get scared thinking of how scared people who don't know christ would feel if they knew the truth. If you think about it, anyone who doesn't accept Jesus as their Savior either don't know Him, or don't care. You can't know Him and not see the Truth!!! How can people see how christians act and not see that there's something different. Why aren't we, as christians, being more of a testimony? Our addiction, our peace and joy, is real, free, and fun!!! Why are we ashamed of it; afraid of what people think? I would like to believe that if my life was threatened for my faith, I would stick with Jesus, you may feel the same. Then why do we just let our pride come in the way when we are given the opportunity to share with others the Love that this world can't give and can't take away? I hate when I hear about people who say that people can lose their salvation! They can't!!! If they experienced God's love, then no matter what happened to them, they would not reject it. I believe christians can backslide, but they don't lose their salvation. If they are, so called, losing their salvation, it is because they never had it to begin with. Do YOU have it? Then WAKE UP! What on EARTH are you doing for HEAVEN'S sake???!!!

LIGHTS IN THE ARENA

By Micah Lang

Melodious whispers penetrate my thoughts of confusion and fear.
As I walk on this beach, I feel them pass me, these ghosts of the seaside.
I feel alone, so alone as twilight breaches the horizon, but I know that they are near.
My mind races as the eeriness of the dim light fills my head with terror.
I race up the lonely, bare hill to the tall structure, this coliseum.
I enter the arena and the lights flood my sight even though they are dim.
They are others here in the dim light; horrific and gruesome imitations of past memories
Things representing parts of my past existence.
I can leave at any time, but I am drawn to the middle of the arena.
Eyes look out at me.
Eyes of a neon predator in the dim light.
A calm terror creeps on me, but I can not force myself to leave.
I must see more.
Illusions of a world not my own come before my vision.
The light is blinding even though it is so dim.
I can not take it.
I walk out and turn off the lights.
There is no double meaning
No symbolism.
I merely and literally turned off the lights
This was my first mistake
Because things come at you in the dark.

First Blog

Ok, so this is my first blog!!! Cool huh? Hoping to get into this. After exploring the possibilites of this sensory internet blog site, I will come to terms with what my desire to post on here is. Maybe spiritual stuff, maybe funny, or whatever I feel like. But, this is my first blog. God bless!