title.

I no longer know what this blog is for.
It has been brought to my attention that it has a depressing name.
I suppose the best thing for it would be a place for my art.
Currently it is an outlet, a place to for a few minutes process my thoughts, but when I think about just tossing my thoughts on the internet it seems weird.
Tomorrow I get my hair cut.

torn.

I feel a bit torn, in one million directions. In a less dramatic way...

plural.

We can not serve both God and money.
Stated, right there in front of us however most of us attempt to do this very thing. Isn't this the story of the American church? No wonder the church shows little signs of generosity and community. I am being general and vague but when Jesus said to clothe the poor he didn't say other people do it, he told us to. What is money to him? Can't he tell a disciple to go catch a fish and he will find money there!
My mind won't shut this off! I can see it everywhere and yet look at me sitting in my large room with my mac book. I am part of this scary cycle. Lucky for me I don't feel quite as tied to the security of money as I was a year ago and generosity and hospitality is becoming more apart of my nature.
So here is to the pondering of a big huge scary problem, to the future of making a difference and giving more, and to finding community where the big empty houses rule.

fellowship.

fellowship |ˈfelōˌ sh ip|

noun

1 friendly association, esp. with people who share one's interests : they valued fun and good fellowship as the cement of the community.

Today, I came away from a coffee date and had experienced true fellowship.
I read this article, or half of it that would put most of my gatherings to shame.

http://bible.org/article/christian-fellowship

We need to encourage each other!

all in.

People who are self motivated make me want to be better. I am self inspired which I consider a desirable quality however when I am not motivated by others being self inspired results in nothing making it completely meaningless.

This last week the power of the list has ruled my life and I have been so productive, the deadline, the people, the product all encouraged me on my way and my time was so well spent. Now the amount of time spent was unhealthy and my stress levels were uncomfortable but I was happier than usual and did a little tiny bit of art which is more than I have done in a whole month.

I might just have to write some lists.