grandpaherin's Xanga

Monday, August 06, 2007

Mon, 06 Aug 2007 22:18:08 GMT

wow, its been a while. i'm thinking i'll start writing again..........

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Tue, 23 Jan 2007 23:46:21 GMT

wow, whats this xanga thing again??

Friday, February 24, 2006

Fri, 24 Feb 2006 20:55:07 GMT

Your beauty is like the sunrise to me
          you break through the night,
                           through the dark,
       and you warm my face.

I wake to find you streaching across the horizon
           you steal my thoughts
                                    and fly away
           prayers for you start my day.

Just as the sunrise, your beauty is evidence of your trials
            the sunrise shines through to give its color
                    - because of careless men and hard times
                           filling the air and poluting the mind
                                 with harsh words and lost time.

Just as the sunrise, you shine every morning
             filling the horizon with your glory,
                                            for all to see
             painting with amber and orange,
                                     pink and purple
                     fullfilling all that God gives you to be
                 through the pain that none other can see

There are days when you hide
                  ducked behind clouds
         leaving my thoughts tied
where do you go?
           whats on your mind?

Its your right to hide
            to duck behind
                  but give it time
                           and you will find
         that your sunshine cannot be taken
                                      cannot be stolen
                    yes, this is a gift that can only be
                                                     given

As the day goes and you pass over head,
                        I will wait in the shadows of
                                  ignorant clouds
                      who do not know what they hide

              I will wait.
              I will wait for the only thing worth
                   waiting for .....
         worth fighting for .....
                          ..... for you to break the shadows

                     and warm my face once again.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Thu, 09 Feb 2006 21:02:27 GMT

*new entry here*

Monday, October 31, 2005

Mon, 31 Oct 2005 01:53:32 GMT

                                              Argue for you limitations,

                               and sure enough,

                they're yours.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Sun, 30 Oct 2005 21:04:02 GMT

"There was a Master come unto the earth, born in the holy land of Indiana, raised in the mystical hill east of Fort Wayne. The Master learned of this world in the public schools of Indiana, and as he grew, in his trade as a mechanic of automobiles. But the Master had learned from other lands and other schools, from other lives that he had lived. He remembered these, and remembering became wise and strong, so that others saw his strength and came to him for counsel. The Master believed that he had the power to help himself and all mankind, and as he believed so it was for him, so that others saw his power and came to him to be healed of their troubles and their many diseases. The Master believed that it is well for any man to think upon himself as a soon of God, and as he believed, so it was, and the shops and garages where he worked became crowded and jammed with those who sought his learning and his touch; and the streets outside with those who longed only that the shadow of his passing might fall upon them and change their lives.
        It came to pass, because of the crowds, that the several foremen and shop managers bid the Master to leave his tools and go his way, for so tightly was he thronged that neither he nor the other mechanics had room to work upon the automobiles. So it was that he went into the countryside, and people following began to call him Messiah, and worker of miracles; and as they believed it was so. if a storm passed as he spoke, not a raindrop touched a listener's head; the last of the multitude heard his words as clearly as the first, no matter lightning nor thunder in the sky about. And always he spoke to them in parables. And he said unto them, 'Within each of us lies the power of out consent to health and to sadness, to riches and to poverty, to freedom and to slavery. It is we who control these, and not another.' A mill-man spoke and said 'Easy words for you, Master, for you are guided as we are not, and need not toil as we toil. A man has to work for his living in this world'. The Master answered and said, ' Once there lived a village of creatures along the bottom of a great crystal river. The current of the swept silently over them all - young and old, rich and poor, good and evil, the current going its own way, knowing only it own crystal self. Each creature in its own manner clung tightly to the twigs and rocks of the river bottom, for clinging was their way of life, and each had learned from birth. But one creature said at last, "I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, I trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go, and let it take me where it will. Clinging I shall die of boredom.". The other creatures laughed and said, "Fool! Let go, and that current you worship will throw you tumbled and smashed across the rocks, and you will die quicker than boredom!". But the one heeded them not, and taking a breath did let go, and at once was tumbled and smashed by the current across the rocks. Yet in time, as the creature refused to cling again, the current lifted him free from the bottom, and he was bruised and hurt no more. And the creatures downstream, to whom he was a stranger, cried, "See a miracle! A creature like ourselves, yet he flies! See the Messiah, come to save us all!" And the one carried in the current said,"I am no more Messiah than you. The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare let go. Our true work is this voyage, this adventure.". But they cried the more, 'Savior!' all the while clinging to the rocks, and when they looked again he was gone, and they where left alone making legends of a Savior.'
       And it came to pass when he saw that the multitude thronged him the more day on day, tighter and closer and fiercer than ever they had, when he saw that they pressed him to heal them without rest, and feed them always with his miracles, to learn for them and to live their lives, he went alone that day unto a hilltop apart, and there he prayed. And he said in his heart, 'Infinite Radiant Is, if it be thy will, let this cup pass from me, let me lay aside this impossible task. I cannot live the life of one other soul, yet ten thousand cry to me for life. I'm sorry I allowed it all to happen. If it be thy will, let me go back to my engines and my tools and let me live as other men.' And a voice spoke to him on the hilltop, a voice neither male nor female, loud nor soft, a voice infinitely kind. And the voice said unto him, 'Not my will, but thine be done. For what is thy will is mine for thee. Go thy way as other men, and be thou happy on the earth.' And hearing, the Master was glad, and gave thanks and came back down from the hilltop humming a little mechanic's song. And when the throng pressed him with its woes, beseeching him to heal for it and learn for it and feed it nonstop from his understanding and to entertain it with his wonders, he smiled upon the multitude and said pleasantly unto them; 'I quit.' For a moment the multitude was stricken dumb with astonishment.
       And he said unto them, 'If a man told God the he wanted most of all to help the suffering world, no matter what the price to himself, and God answered and told him what he must do, should the man do as he is told?'.
'Of course, Master!' cried the many, 'It should be pleasure for him to suffer the tortures of hell itself, should God as it!'
'No matter what those tortures nor how difficult the task?'
'Honor to be hanged, glory to be nailed to a tree and burned, if so be that God has asked.' said they.
'And what would you do.' the Master said unto the multitude, 'if God spoke directly to you face and said, "I COMMAND THAT YOU BE HAPPY IN THE WORLD, AS LONG AS YOU LIVE!" WHAT WOULD YOU DO THEN!?'
    And the multitude was silent, not a voice, not a sound was heard upon the hillsides, across the valleys where they stood.
       And the Master said unto the silence, 'In the path of our happiness shall we find the learning for which we have chosen this lifetime. So it is that I have learned this today, and chose to leave you now to walk your own path, as you please.' And he went his way through the crowds and left them, and he returned to the everyday world of men and machines.

.       this is a little taste of a great book, I just thought everyone should enjoy.

Friday, October 21, 2005

Fri, 21 Oct 2005 03:33:32 GMT

the journey is the destination.

hang on.

.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Tue, 11 Oct 2005 20:51:36 GMT

I find it kind of amazing the fact that change is life yet no one sees it nor believes it and many people don't even like it.

its kind of like liking light but not sunshine, little bitts are ok but never that much of it.

change is most evident in people, just look you'll see it.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Thu, 06 Oct 2005 04:11:53 GMT

"what if" is a terrible way to live life....

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Wed, 28 Sep 2005 04:59:56 GMT

so, ten things about me you didn't know......

1. i still have my stamp collection from years ago.
2. i still have my G.I. Joe's and Legos. i could never give them up.
3. i have a huge crush on Sandra Bullock.
4. i'm obsessed with keeping my finger nails neat and trimed. i have a pair of nail clippers in my room, car, guitar case, and backpack.
5. i shave my armpits. i know, but there are good reasons i promise.
6. i was homeschooled for five years. i hated it. going to the market with my mom was the highlight of my week.
7. i really hate it when the person walking in front of you just stops right in the way and you have to stop or hit them. i HATE that!!!
8. i rebuilt my first engine when i was thirteen and have been working on cars since i was eleven.
9. the very first movie i ever saw in the theatre was "All Dogs go to Heaven", and yes i saw it with my mom.
10. i find modesty attractive. its a respect issue for me, so girls.....

tag: christy rene, josh taylor, mellisa eick, xfreeslavex, and perilousxdetour (the last two, i don't even know if they read this anymore)

this is chris - out!