#1

sometimes i read blogs, and i get all judgmental because people are confessing their deepest darkest secrets on the world wide web, and it seems all full of drama and stuff. but they can do whatever they want, its their blog. being judgmental is bad for my soul.

if you know me at all, you know i love music. like its a huge part of my life. my life probably looks something like this: 1.God 2.Family 3. Friends/people 4. music… music might be tied with other things (like crafts and disneyland) but for now i’ll keep it as the only number 4. well, this past semester two things on that list have been extremely altered. #1 (God) has challenged me to keep #1 at the #1 spot every day. not just as the over arching theme for my life, but a daily, moment by moment pursuit of keeping my #1 at #1. with that, i have read scripture more consistantly than i ever have before, figured out that prayer works (it does), and fallen more deeply in love with #1. (Mind you, no glory to myself, all of this is a testament to God’s faithful grace).

so as i attempted to keep #1, well, #1, i neglected #4 (music). not that i didn’t listen to tons of music or buy new cds or anything like that, but i stopped looking for new music every day. i looked at pitchfork maybe 7 times all semester (which is a switch because it used to be my homepage). and i dont think i read more than 4 full articles during those 7 visits to the website. now, i say all that not because i think #4 lost its place in my list of loves/priorities, but because I feel like i am afraid of listening to new music. not like afraid of snakes type of fear, but i am afraid that i cannot stay walking close to Jesus and keep up with new music. i think its possible, but i am afraid that i will not be able to do it. instead of listening to the music i thought i loved, i found myself listening to GaGa and Beiber. now that im home, i have tried to listen to SiriusXMU (one of my sources for good, new music) and i find myself changing the channel whenever a song i dont know comes on.

i guess i write this because i wanted to get it off my chest, like confess it or sumthin. but i do sort of feel like this is a blog post i would maybe judge if i didn’t write it myself… but i’m practicing being honest. and honestly, i’m currently afraid to listen to new music. and i think i miss listening to new music, but maybe i dont. i don’t even know. im just confused.

pups.

These are my pups:

  

This is Smitty.

This is Kozmo.  

Kozmo is fast so sometimes his face is blurry.

But he LOVES to beg.

Smitty loves to beg too, but he is kinda lazy.

 

I think there will be dogs in Heaven because,

even though they don't have souls, humans love them.