West Lake Church

I played for West Lake Church today in Summerwood. 

 http://westlakechurchonline.com/

Psalm 92

 “It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises to your name, O Most High; to declare your steadfast love in the morning, and your faithfulness by night, to the music of the lute and the harp, to the melody of the lyre. For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work; at the works of your hands I sing for joy.”

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭92:1-4‬ ‭ESV‬‬

http://bible.com/59/psa.92.1-4.esv

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San Antonio

Basically, we had a great time in San Antonio. Shortly after getting to six flags I immediately regretted getting on the Boomerang. As we went on through the park, I learned that I really enjoyed rides that feature a variation of spinning. After Marcus and Cadedra left from being worn out, Miryam and I spent the rest of the night riding the Whirlygig, with a bunch of small children. 

Basically we had a great time. 

If you missed the dope playlist that we jammed the whole time, it’s here:

 https://open.spotify.com/user/1243301428/playlist/1nTVOJmQsysZFVCUpt0TDm?si=LhfwYK64ReWinRjgHDAELg

So much to say...

I have so many things that I want to talk about on this platform.

 “Would you describe your encounter with the gospel the way that Jesus does in Matthew 13:44-46”

Stay Tuned...

Satan's Whites and Yolk

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I feel like many things have happened in the last couple of weeks. Previously I left off saying that, "tomorrow will yield different answers..." or something like that.

Maybe I know exactly why I feel so different, but maybe I don't. 

The most interesting of all things that I would like to talk about this evening is my venture with New Caney First Baptist Church. One night as Miryam and I were leaving the worst Walmart in the history of Walmarts, she pointed out to me that NCFBC had on their sign they were looking for a pianist. I called them immediately and left my information on their voicemail. 

I met with them about a week later where I demonstrated my abilities and learned of their beliefs & mission. We left each other with the intent to ask the Lord of the venture. 

I started to become incredibly excited about the idea, but I needed to speak with my church leadership before I made such a dramatic switch. It was important for me to do something like this with their blessing in hand. As a young musician, I was groomed to be a pianist for the Baptist church. The idea that my calling would finally assume the structure of and old church, a Yamaha grand piano with a deep, dark crimson shimmer finish, and a repertoire of sacred music from my theological heritage... was astounding. 

I had arrived.

After gleaning from my leadership's advise, I took to fasting for a about two days to hear from the Lord. Like anytime that I've ever demanded an answer from the Lord, he didn't answer me, so I headed the wisdom of my leaders

I declined the position. 

Though I mentioned that the Lord didn't answer my direct questions about the circumstances, he didn't seem to be silent. I feel as though he took the opportunity to talk to me about weightier matters: matters of repentance, righteousness, and response to his call. Through this, I learned not to be swayed so easily to a different path whenever my circumstances seem to perfectly point in a certain direction. 

The irony that presented itself in the following week or so would be the bright red bulbous maraschino cherry on the top of cone of cookies and cream ice cream at Juck and Banet's house. Miryam pointed the sign out to me a second time...

"Busy Being Under Satan's Yoke"

"Busy Being Under Satan's Yoke"

I suppose that "typo prophesy" is a "type of prophesy".

Suddenly, I knew I made the right decision. 

... and wrap you in rings.

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Saturn has been part of the visual aesthetic in my art since my earliest recollections. But there comes a point when you have to start questioning why it's there in the first place.

A few years ago, whenever I was putting together the set for Bulbs, I started coming across a conspiracy theory about Saturn and it's relationship with occult symbolism. It was enough then to urge a change in titling of one of the songs in the set. More recently these fringe internet theories have become more detailed in their assumptions of Saturnian symbolism. Most of the information lacks good references or the resources available are questionable themselves. The things that I'm hearing are accusatory and pointed.

I clutch my left forearm with a renewed sense of regret and shame.

I don't have much to really say about it all. In the least it's a reminder that regardless if you dig something up, there can always remain pieces of roots in the dirt that will sprout up in the first snow of the year. Sanctification is a long process that slowly peels back layers of yourself, and shows the debauchery hiding in the sulcus of the heart.

his precipice

a man on a ledge; of his precipice.  

a man on a ledge; of his precipice.  

I believe I'm nothing good for YHWH. 
I believe that I'm not enough for YHWH.
I believe that I have forsaken him for the pomegranates of my enemy.
I believe that Jesus is who he says he is: YHWH

I don't care about the Trinity or oneness.
I don't care about cessationism or charisma.  
I don't care about Osteen or Washer.
I don't care about KJV or ESV

Jesus has to be enough.
Only he can protect me from the death I know I justly deserve.
I have no merit on my own,
I am powerless.

 

 

I briefly dreamed last night
like many dreams
many things happened
I was in my car
I could hear pressure being released in the back seat
looking behind me I found that there were wine bottles on the passenger side rear seat of my two door Civic.
there were maybe about four
they were puffing up with pressure as if they were spoiled
the wine bottles were braking and leaking dark red wine in my vehicle
after lifting up the bottle that was on top that had just cracked I found that the bottle at the bottom of the stack was cracked and almost completely broken
the wine was all over the seat of my car. 
it had soaked into the seat as though it were leaking for some time.

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