Berkeley's Babel (babble)

[berkeley]

I have been out of it! I have been feeling like I am crawling toward God. I know that I'm forgiven. But, I am not where I could be in my walk with the Lord.
I will keep pressing on.
Anyway, I was having trouble gettin' to bed. My mind was not at peace. Then I heard these lyrics in my head

"He took the shackles off my feet so I can dance. He broke the chains and bands so I can raise my hands. He put a JOY down in my soul...
I've got to let the whole world know...
I've got to praise Him, praise Him! Praise the Lord!
I've been set free... I've come to praise Him! I've been set free! I've come to praise Him!"

I jumped outta bed and paced around with my hands raised. I sang that song.... Spoke in tongues.... danced around...
As I was speaking in tongues I heard myself speak in my mind " devil, you can't steal my praise, you can't steal my worship!"

Sometimes you just have to throw a holy fit!

Sweet peace... sweet peace...

goodnight!

[berkeley]

I had a rather interesting dream:

It was dark, and in the shadow of the night I could see a young man standing face to face with a cross. The cross was bigger than he. He was trying to figure out how to carry the cross.
My friends and I marveled at the sight. "What is he doing with the cross?" "Maybe he works for that church..."
I watched as the young man reached for the left side of the horizontal beam. He gripped the vertival beam. The young man began to pull and drag the cross. It was a slow process. The cross was too heavy for him to pick it up and carry. The young man kept pulling, dragging. The cross remained upright. It moved inch by inch, as the young man pulled. Inch by inch, pull by pull. A slow, but not impossible ordeal.
And I heard a voice
"I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me..."
"For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain."
And when the voice became silent everything and everyone around me disappeared. I was alone, standing on beams of wood. There were crosses nearby. I began to sing "...His cross will never ask for more than I can give. For it's not my strength, but His. There's no greater sacrifice [than] to be crucified with Christ [and yet I live]"

This morning as I was reading from the gospel according to Mark I read the following:
"...Whosoever will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me.
For whosoever will save his life shall lose it; but whosoever shall
lose his life for my sake and the gospel's, the same shall save it.
For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world,
and lose his own soul?
Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul... "

[berkeley]

Adios...

[berkeley]

Yeah, about that. I'm canceling Net and text tomorrow. So I guess this is goodbye... I hate goodbyes... blah.

[berkeley]

www.myspace.com/brylos

[Ron]

Leaving?
I can't log into Myspace, I do not belong to any of those sites!

[tbpew]

Originally Posted by Bryan

www.myspace.com/brylos

So...Your Berkness

can you catch us up on some of your thoughts or stirrings in your spirit...particularly those of us who are not MySpace types?

[berkeley]

bi-polar berk, ha. naw, remind me tomorrow. I duin hav 2 work...

[berkeley]

that was supposed to read: I don't have time, I'm at work. :-/

[berkeley]

I should be gettin to bed... anyway:

I have a friend who fell into sin with his gf. I was "there" for him. They agreed to not see eachother for a set ammount of time.
That was great! But, after day two the girl kept texting me "I miss Chad" "I miss Chad"

She was not aware that he had confessed his faults to me. I was growing sick of the txt messages. I decided to bait her. I would hint at things in my replies, but she would not budge.

Now I think "what has gotten into me?" I had nothing to gain. She broke their "fast" and sent Chad a txt "what did you tell bryan?"

And since then he has decided that I am not trustworthy. We don't txt or speak on the phone. At work he barely acknowledges me.

I got too involved. Gained nothing and may have lost a friend. Attending church is going to be awkward ( sp ) .