Clear by Twenty One Pilots

Read the lyrics to this song. So awesome.

 

I wish that I had two faces to prove which theory works,
Yelling on the street corner or cleverly masking your words,
I take my face off at the door ’cause I don’t know who they will take me for,
I wonder if I tell them what I did last night,
Whether or not I got caught, they just might,
Wage war on you, therefore it’s true,
That I shot my general on my side of enemy lines.
I’m the son of all I’ve done,
Impostor, Been fostered, Then my new father drained my dirty blood.
I’m not trying to be lying to you,
But it takes a clever guy to do what I do,
It takes some chivalry and well placed energy,
To subliminally get yourself inside you,
Introspection is the name of this session,
Spread this infection, reflect it on the next one,
The next one, the next one, and when we’re done,
We’ll all have made something new under the sun,
I’m not done, I’m not done yet, no,
Kick me off the stage and take my microphone,
Then you’ll walk up to me and when you get close,
I’ll look you in the face and say, “Where’s your home?
Where are you going and why are you here?”
Have you asked these questions? Have you been sincere?
Want to know what I believe, it’s right here,
Dig a little deeper and it’s crystal clear.
I will tell you what I can,
But your mind will take a stand,
I sing of a greater love,
Let me know when you’ve had enough.

I’m Alive! -A Surprise Post (Part 2) (Also titled, “It Is Incredible to Be Used By God, Even When You Are Weak and Inadequate.”)

I told you I’d be back.

Okay, so let’s begin.

So this summer, as you know, God led me in a different direction than I was originally thinking I would go. As He seems to like to do a lot, God blew my mind. If I hadn’t been at camp this summer, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity that I did.

Around the second week of camp the junior high program assistant, Kelsey, approached me with an opportunity that would quickly become the greatest opportunity that has yet been handed to me. As it was, the junior high program holds purity nights for the junior high campers on Wednesdays. The guys have a “Man Night” where the program director just rocked the worlds of almost every guy in junior high (and anybody in attendance for that matter.) He challenged them with the Word of God to be men of God. The girl side of the program held a purity panel. Earlier in the day, the girls would write down questions to be asked and answered by three men on a panel later that night.

When I was approached by Kelsey, she asked me to be on the panel in order to fill the place of one of the panel members that wouldn’t be able to make it. I, of course, said yes. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I had never been on a panel, let alone a panel answering questions about relationships, modesty, and purity. It was terrifying. That night, God blew me away. I answered the questions with awkward, prayer-filled answers, but God decided to use me anyways. Apparently Kelsey liked what I had to say and she invited me to do it the rest of the summer. Each week, the girl’s seem to be receiving the opinions with gracious and ready-to-learn hearts. But that wasn’t the best part.

 

To read more, head over to my other blog where I originally posted it! http://wp.me/p1RYsx-fO

God Loves Annoying People Too.

It happens in every person’s life and it comes through various situations. We all know it when we see it and we despise it.

And that is the moment when we come across a person that annoys us. There is always at least one person who drives us up the wall. And that person needs love, too.

I’ve come to the realization that loving people isn’t always easy. It’s especially not easy when it’s people you can’t stand.

It’s really easy for me to love the one’s who are living in sin and the one’s who have made mistakes, because I know that Christ died for the broken. Unfortunately, it’s still hard for me to love the people that annoy me.

Here’s the thing: Those people are broken too.

Can we be honest for a second? We are ALL broken. In one way or another, we are all in serious need of some Jesus love.

Yes, even annoying people.

I’m challenging myself and anyone reading this to love on the people that are like fingernails on a chalkboard. Because they need it too.

Just like us.

Car Radio- Twenty One Pilots Lyrics

One of my favorite bands of all time right now is Twenty One Pilots. Their mix of electronic music, piano, lyrical masterpieces, and fast raps/spoken word is a lot like heaven in my ears. If you haven’t heard them yet, I urge you to! Here is one of my favorite songs, Car Radio:

I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire
Exhale desire
I know it’s dire
My time today

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
‘Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it
My pride is no longer inside
It’s on my sleeve
My skin will scream
Reminding me of
Who I killed inside my dream
I hate this car that I’m driving
There’s no hiding for me
I’m forced to deal with what I feel
There is no distraction to mask what is real
I could pull the steering wheel

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
‘Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

I ponder of something terrifying
‘Cause this time there’s no sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence
One thing consists of consistence
And it’s that we’re all battling fear
Oh dear, I don’t know if we know why we’re here
Oh my,
Too deep
Please stop thinking
I liked it better when my car had sound

There are things we can do
But from the things that work there are only two
And from the two that we choose to do
Peace will win
And fear will lose
There’s faith and there’s sleep
We need to pick on please because
Faith is to be awake
And to be awake is for us to think
And for us to think is to be alive a
And I will try with every rhyme
To come across like I am dying
To let you know you need to try to think

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
‘Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire
Exhale desire
I know it’s dire
My time today

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
‘Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

PS. I hope you enjoyed this song as much as I do. Please do not JUST listen to this song, but listen to every single one of their songs a thousand times over.

New Directions

Since 2007, I have worked in the kitchen at the Christian summer camp Lake Ann Camp. I love working there a whole lot and God has graciously given me the opportunity to not only work there, but live there since I was 10. This a kids dream and it was my reality. Working at Lake Ann for the past 5 summers has proven to be the reason for many great memories and incredible journeys. I grow each summer and make so many friends. 

The downside to working at a Christian camp during the summer is the lack of funds. We get paid very little. Most times, I don’t really care, because I’m serving God and I never really had any needs for money. Being a college student, however, times have changed. I do need money and frankly, working at camp didn’t seem like it was going to happen. I was done working in the kitchen and I applied too late for any other positions. When I got a text from my mom saying there weren’t any positions open, I was bummed. I was bummed, but I was pretty sure I needed a job. That night I applied to as many jobs as I could out here. The minimum wage out here is far more than in Michigan and I needed money. I got an interview with McDonalds right away and was set on staying out here for the summer. I didn’t want to miss out on all my friends still being at camp, but it was time for Adam to find a “big boy” job.

Just as it always seems to go, God had different plans and one of the guys from camp texted me letting me know about a job opening he had. I agreed to have an interview and he offered me the job. The next week was a huge prayer time. McDonalds never called and I wound up on making my decision. There was one thing… I had to break a vow I had made to myself that I would never work on the cleaning crew. I’m not really sure why, but I just didn’t want to. Well, I am happy to announce that I am the new Assistant Cleaning Crew Supervisor, and I could not be more excited. I get to work along side some of the greatest kids and I get to work with high-schoolers, which happen to be my passion. I am stoked to see what God does and I’m happy I broke my vow to myself.

God is good.

Fatigue -Levi the Poet

My God is only as big as I let him be and

I am not gonna limit my God with my disbelief

My God has always, always been there for me

and I am not gonna limit my God with uncertainty

I DON’T HAVE MUCH! (but it might amount to a mustard seed)

I beg for miracles and then I breathe

I scream for signs and wonders and then my heart keeps its beat

But you’ve got to go through the fire to be refined – yeah!

There’s a huge sense of helplessness in a hopeless time…

Well, I am yours and you are mine, and we are one in a kind.

So sang the birds and the bees

when I was not strong enough to sing anything;

if you care and provide for the least of these,

then how much more will you look over me?

I don’t have much, but it might amount to a mustard seed,

and I’ve seen you move mountains and

command the winds and waves of the seas

on a whim so much smaller than me, singing:

God is bigger than the air I breathe; the world will leave.

And God will save the day, and all with sing

my glorious.

My Thoughts on the Jason Russell Issue and the Response the Internet Has Had.

For those of you who live under a rock or just spend their time more productive and not on the internet, three weeks ago Invisible Children released a video called “Kony 2012,” raising awareness on the Lord’s Resistance Army and Joseph Kony. Joseph Kony has been abducting children and forcing to do things no child should ever have to do. They rape the girls and give guns to the boys, forcing them to kill their friends and families.

About a week ago the video (click here to view it) just blew up. In roughly two days there were millions of people that were tweeting about Kony 2012 (the campaign to make him famous, NOT celebrate him) and watching the video. It was incredible to see and to see the internet coming together for one cause was fantastic.

And then the internet did what the internet does best: they began to spit hate. Both sides of opinions (for and against) began hating. The side against began questioning the motives and hating on Invisible Children. Then the people for Invisible Children began hating on the haters of Invisible Children.

The controversy and hate just got worse.

Jason Russell, the director of the Kony 2012 video was detaned by the police last night and taken to a hospital. I’m not going to get into that right now, because that’s not what the point of this post is. If you want to learn more, please read this article and then continue reading what I have to say, if you want to.

You see, the thing I want to write about is not the fact that what he did was wrong, but I really want to address the response I have seen online about this.

The response is disgusting.

The people on the internet just kind of gave up on Jason Russell. They seem to have decided that his mistakes overrule the cause that he was working towards. They seem to care more about what he did in the last 24 hours than what he has accomplished in the last few years with Invisible Children.

It’s true, I don’t agree with what he did, but I’m not giving up on him. I don’t endorse his actions last night, but I endorse the fact that he is actually doing something to stop an evil in this world. That’s something worth talking about.

I refuse to hate on him because of his public mistake. If I began spewing hate towards him because of his mistakes, what would that say about the God that forgave me of my mistakes?

I encourage believers and anyone who is reading this to start praying for him. Because what he needs is love. A love that says, “Jason, I forgive you.” A love that says, “Jason, you were worth it for me.”

What he needs is the love of Jesus Christ. I don’t know where he stands in Christ, but what he needs is the unfailing love of Christ in him.

Jason Russell also needs support from Christians.

It pains me to think that the receivers of the most grace one could ever imagine are the ones not spreading grace to a man who needs it.

Will you join me in praying for Jason and to continue believing in his work and praying that he will receive the greatest love one could ever receive.

Let’s spread radical grace to him and shower him and his family with prayer.

We are the next generation. It’s time to spread some grace.

And Then He Continues..

As you may have noticed, I have not been posting very often here on this blog and frankly, I miss it. The reason the posts have been lacking is that I have started a new project with two of my friends called “Singular Spectrum.” It is there that I have been posting two times a week and I have invested most of my blogging time. However, because I miss it here where my blogging began, I have come up with an idea for this blog. As I am confined two posting only two times a week on SS, I cannot post things when they come into my head so much. With that said, I hereby declare that this blog will be for the posts that come in between the days of Monday and Friday. I write regularly there on those days. I miss this place and can’t wait to get started again! Please visit me and my two friends on our collaborative by reading and commenting there! I love it over there and God is really using it! Love you all!

Adam.

Christ Died.

Christ died. But He didn’t just die; He rose on the third day. But He didn’t just die to die; He died for you and for me. He died for rapists, liars, thieves, homosexuals, heterosexuals, fornicators, hypocrites, partiers, worriers, and EVERY SINNER with every sin! He was bruised, beaten, spat on and mocked, for you and for me.  He was disfigured to the point that He could not be identified as a man or a woman, for you and for me.  A crown of thorns was beaten onto His head, for you and for me.  Spikes were driven through His hands and feet, blood gushing out, for you and for me.  He was killed an innocent man, for you and for me.  If we truly believed that, if we truly understood just what went on, would we continue living for parties and all the things we think would satisfy?  Would we continue filling our lives with guys or girls if we truly grasped that the Jesus, Lord of heaven and earth, was beaten until unidentifiable?  Would we continue consuming our lives with drugs and anything else that creates a false happiness if we truly grasped the fact that the God of the universe sent His son to be murdered for the likes of us?

You say, “Adam, you don’t get it.  I’ve tried living a life of holiness!  I really have, but I always fall.”  Were you truly trying?  Were you trying to accomplish a life of holiness through your power or through the power we have through God?

When Christ rose again on the third day, He did it to show us that the powers of Hell and the powers of sin could NOT hold Him back and could NOT keep Him down.  In Romans 8, we as Christians, are told that the same power that rose Christ from the dead is in us through the Holy Spirit.  Do you get that? Do WE get that?  The very power that accomplished a seemingly impossible feat of RAISING someone dead to LIFE, lives in us giving us the power to beat the small feats such as lust, hatred, and anything else we face in our life.

Not only did Christ die for us and give us power to beat sin, but He also forgives us of our sin when we confess and turn away, living a life that pleases Him.

Do you get it? Christ loved you enough to be murdered and He forgives you of that sin that put Him on the cross.  Live as if someone died for you.  Live a life of glorification towards God.