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Name: Darren
Location: Louisville, Kentucky, United States
Gender: Male
Interests: Theology. Reading. Sojourn. Sunergos. Music. Community Groups. Fellowship. Guitar. Trumpet. Wrestling. Cycling. Mountain Dew Code Red. The Bible. Jesus Christ. Computers. Macbooks. McAlister's Deli. Tea (Pu-erh Ginger and Citron Oo-long). Scrabble. Xanga. Reading other blogs. Karma Cafe. Driving aimlessly with gas money to blow, although I care for the environment? Sojourn discussion board! taking pictures. drawing. concerts. Jamie Barnes' music. The complete and absolute sovereignty of God -Calvinism. Summer time! Christianity. typing anything that comes to mind on here. swedish fish. Desegregation. The Shawshank Redemption. Wes Anderson Films. Seinfeld. Rubik's Cube. Bowling. Juggling. Penn Station. Spanish. Purging Sin. Enjoying God to the fullest. Exercising. Movies. I've been known to make a mean club sandwhich.
Expertise: being selfish
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
AIM:  darrenmjennings
Member Since:
5/10/2005
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| I will be having TWO blogs now. They will consist of the exact same things only I will use xanga first and foremost (depending on how pleasing my experience with blogspot is). You can find my other blog here:
www.darrenjennings.blogspot.com
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| I've been alright. I really have. "I can honestly
say that I'm a changed man. That's the
God's honest truth." The guilt that accompanies pain in the seasons of life is not as cumbersome with Christ as the ransom, and us as the beneficiaries. There's encouragement with believers and I feel as if Christ uses me everyday in order to fulfill His glory even if that means I am harshly humbled, but why is there still feelings of wanting the past? As a sinner whose desires lie in the things of man, I am at a constant war of my own flesh and my past. "I play movies in my head that make a porno feel like home." Feeling as if I have absconded the sin of my past, I deal with it's guilt and pain like a raw sore on my soul. Christ will restore me and His love being so new everyday, will bring about His glory, whether or not I want it or not. "For who can resist His will?" I find feeble satisfaction in the pleasures of my flesh, and know not the everlasting joy and pleasure of knowing the living God. Pray for me brothers and sisters. I am a restless and demolished man.
p.s. I think february 2nd, 2006 says it all.
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| Exclaiming the thought process into a box of words is sometimes considered beautiful, but I say bleh.
If my mind is racing and my writing comes out all at once, you will certainly find that what I write is corny and young and incoherent and similar to the ramblings of a certain Holden Caulfield. But tonight I'm going to think harder than what flies from the tips of my digits and pound you something different.
I saw legions of human sin. I saw lust in her rawly state, laying bare on the bed of Lucifer.
I wept bitterly.
I wasn't always young.
I missed the neck and slew an ear.
I admonished my past as a pharisee.
Adhering to truth, I sailed a wave of regret
and washed ashore on the beaches of grace.
Climbing alongside the mountain of His will I looked down and saw a plagued road of guilt.
But looking up I caught a glimpse of the summit through the rain.
The silhouette of a man, and His Father.
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| So now I'm only taking 13 hours. I'm alright with that I suppose. Hopefully I can just make straight A's because I'll have more time. But maybe more time means more laziness. Pray I'm not so lazy...haha and selfish.
Also thank you Avett Brothers for being my rainbow in the sky.
Thank you Community Group for your prayers.
Thank you Christ for answering cries for help and developing my obedience to your everlasting promise of eternity.
Thank you Ems Family for your love. I pray for you all.
Thank you Rachel, for attempting to remain in contact with this broken man.
Thank you Sojourn for being my oasis among the sands of a dry and calloused world.
Thank you friends for your encouragement and criticism.
Thank you Chad Lewis for your friendship I hope to build upon.
Thank you Daniel Montgomery, for your faith, which has encouraged my life sermon after sermon.
Thank you Sam, for provoking thought, even if your ideas are blasphemy you are an honest thinker.
And finally, thank you God for a life I do not deserve.
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