Germany?...or Pennsylvania?
I've had a dream about a place I've never been before recently. The first time I had the dream of this place was quite a while back where I was hiking through a strange craggy rocky mountainous area covered in bright green grass with water running through it.
This morning I dreamt that I was a WWII soldier who had taken the side of the enemy as a spy. I drove my own tank and was even attacked by an allied tank. One of my cousin's and one of my uncles lived there so I'm thinking it maybe a part of Pennsylvania around the Appalachian region but it sort of looked like the German Alps. I'll google it real quick.
Other then that, I've been working on cleaning up my vocab...I read James a few days ago and was convicted and so I'm keeping it in mind not to let my tongue guide me. I think it's because I've been hanging out with folks in the band who don't know how to control their tongues. So, what I need to do is influence them...and not the other way around. It does pain me to remember how before I came to know Christ I had my dad's vocabulary which is in all ways from the pit of hell. I can't even remember the last time this guy said anything that was encouraging, comforting, or loving...but I guess that's what a heart full of hate bears.
On a side note, I've been working like crazy on music lately. I'm thinking I need to start my own band eventually, I've pretty much lost confidence in our band leader and the manager as far as us progressing towards a professional level which is more then possible with our group. But if I do that I'm not going to have time to write music soo...
I'm really hoping I can pay for college. It's driving me crazy not having any kind of paying work but one thing it does is to teach you to rely on the Lord day by day and little by little. Perseverance is God's goal in all of our lives...not grandeur or commonplace living. Well, here's praying for some miracles to happen then.
This morning I dreamt that I was a WWII soldier who had taken the side of the enemy as a spy. I drove my own tank and was even attacked by an allied tank. One of my cousin's and one of my uncles lived there so I'm thinking it maybe a part of Pennsylvania around the Appalachian region but it sort of looked like the German Alps. I'll google it real quick.
Other then that, I've been working on cleaning up my vocab...I read James a few days ago and was convicted and so I'm keeping it in mind not to let my tongue guide me. I think it's because I've been hanging out with folks in the band who don't know how to control their tongues. So, what I need to do is influence them...and not the other way around. It does pain me to remember how before I came to know Christ I had my dad's vocabulary which is in all ways from the pit of hell. I can't even remember the last time this guy said anything that was encouraging, comforting, or loving...but I guess that's what a heart full of hate bears.
On a side note, I've been working like crazy on music lately. I'm thinking I need to start my own band eventually, I've pretty much lost confidence in our band leader and the manager as far as us progressing towards a professional level which is more then possible with our group. But if I do that I'm not going to have time to write music soo...
I'm really hoping I can pay for college. It's driving me crazy not having any kind of paying work but one thing it does is to teach you to rely on the Lord day by day and little by little. Perseverance is God's goal in all of our lives...not grandeur or commonplace living. Well, here's praying for some miracles to happen then.