If you have ever been anywhere when someone or a group of people are celebrating something, you've heard the expression, "I'm going to Disney World!" By the way, Disneyland is in California and Walt Disney World is in Orlando, Florida. Last night I went to Downtown Disney, which is nothing like the actual theme park extravaganza. It's pretty much just a bunch of expensive restaurants like the House of Blues and Planet Hollywood. I got to hang out with my good friends Jeremy Gibson, Dallas Cabarga, and Lori Lindsey. They all used to go to school with us in Graceville. Jeremy and Dallis are getting married this August and Lori is in their wedding. She had to do some wedding stuff with Dallis, so that is why she drove down to Titusville (where Jeremy is from and where he and Dallis will live). We watched The Bourne Identity. All I can say is, it didn't suck as bad as I thought it would. It was actually a lot better than I thought it would be. We also did a little shopping around and looked in some of the stores. This is the first time I got to see either Jeremy or Dallis in the past year. It was definitely a blessed day. Tomorrow I make the 8 hour drive back up to school. So, I-95, I-295, and I-10 watch out. I was all inspired when I started to blog this, but now I find that I am only tired. So I will end this.
This is a survey about me and what I look for in a girl, love, and life, I suppose. I did it for my friend Stephanie Herres because she asked me to and I figured it was an easy post.
1. Full Name: Jeffery Glen Watkins
2. Age/Birthday: 22, June 25, 1980
3. Salvation Date and Experience: October 16, 1994. I was 14 and I was hanging out at my Pastor’s house. His oldest son, Mark was my best friend at the time. I was just hanging out with his family and eating lunch. During lunch, it was just pretty much Pastor Nygard talking to me and asking me how come I had never accepted Christ. I didn’t have a real explanation for how come I had never done it, I just hadn’t. I understood everything; I just didn’t commit my life. During that lunch, Pastor Nygard pretty much convinced me of my need so I made a point to go forward at the evening service and pray the sinner’s pray. I know it wasn’t the words that saved me, for it was only by that wonderful Grace. However, I think at that point in my life, I came to a state of humility and an earnest repentance and total need for Christ and find my total sufficiency in Jesus Christ and I cannot do anything without him. All that, in one night!
4. When did you accept your call: It was 1996 and I was 16. I don’t quite remember the month. I don’t quite remember the day. I had been real enthused with what my youth pastor did. I began to be enthralled with his task as a youth pastor. I started praying about it. For many, many (8) months, I had prayed that God would show me his will for my life. I knew that if this was his will, He would make it clear to me. One Saturday night, I was up late having a devotion. Everyone was already in bed and I was the only one awake. I had felt like God was calling me to be a youth pastor. I felt like I knew it in my heart, I just hadn’t confirmed it in my head. I began to pray and ask God to deliver one more sign to me. I prayed that sign would be my confirmation. It was in that prayer that God revealed to me, this is what He wanted. He already had my soul and now He wanted my life, my talents, and gifts. After all, who gave them to me in the first place? I thanked him and the next day I went forward in church and made my call public to my church family.
5. What is your call: I feel that I’m called to do youth ministry for my entire life. I know that while I am still ‘young and hip’ (yeah right), I am do be a youth pastor. Other events that will occur (possibly) in my younger days: start/run/maintain a Christian independent record label and/or be in a band. Later life occupancies: youth minister mentor, or a youth counselor.
6. Life/Theme Verse: This always changes, but I like James 1:26-27 very much. “If anyone considers himself religious and yet does not keep a tight rein on his tongue, he deceives himself and his religion is worthless. Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.” (NIV)
7. What is the # 1 passion/desire that compels every aspect of your life? The Sunday School answer here would be God. I think that this is very true. I think that our faith is or should be the number one thing in our life. Everything that encompasses our daily lives should reflect this indefinitely. A second would be punk rock.
8. Do you have a daily, intimate quite time with God. This question causes me much grief. To be honest, I don’t always have a quite time. I think a daily quiet time is the most important part of your day. It’s a struggle to have a quiet time. I am pretty sure I can say that I don’t ever make it through the day without praying. I am working on the reading in the Bible daily. Struggles in life are what make things so worth accomplishing.
9. Explain something that God has taught you recently in your quiet times: I’ve been studying Isaiah 53 a lot lately. Verse 7 “He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth...” God’s teaching me not to get so defensive. It’s a blow to the ego not to comment on something that someone says against you. Many, many failures for me.
10. Describe your prayer life and approximate amount of time spent in prayer. The shame in answering this question is admitting how bad my prayer life is. I pray daily. Sometimes, it’s just a few minutes. Sometimes it’s as long as 30 minutes. It just varies, which is something I would like to change as well.
11. Are you an active witness for Christ: Although, I’ve had a friend tell me, he didn’t ever see me witness. I know that I do. I can account times when I’ve shared the gospel with someone in the past month. Also, when I cannot use words, hopefully my life is a living example of what Jesus Christ has done. Hopefully, I am a servant. I am learning the difficulty in this.
12. Do you regularly memorize scripture: Not really on purpose. I happen to remember things I study in my devotions, but I do not sit and write out verses constantly.
13. Describe your love for God: In an effort to not be cheesy and say something that I don’t mean, my love for God is so conditional. I say I love God with all my heart, soul, body, mind, strength, spirit, life, love, and everything else, but my actions don’t match up with my words. I feel like God has showed me that I’m the only one he thinks about when I’m talking to him or He’s talking to me. God has showed me that he does this for everyone. I think a line from my poem Love expresses my love for God in a manner, which I only understand. “As the nails were driven and the sword pierced his skin, I wonder if he was thinking of me. As now on my journey I am thinking of him.”
14. What is your favorite attribute of God: All of them, but specifically his patience for constant unconditional love and forgiveness (that’s a combination of a few).
15. What standards do you hold for dating relationships? Sexual purity: I do not date anybody who doesn’t meet up to my standards. I will not date a girl if she is not a Christian (and can explain why she is one). I try to not put myself in those circumstances where I will be forced to lust or do things with members of the opposite sex that will cause me grief and strife later on. I am a virgin, but that’s only because God has kept me from making that mistake. I have messed up with many girls and messed up many friendships but I am learning.
My dating standards:
1. Christian/ Godly Girl
2. Her beliefs/theology match up to mine
3. She’s a virgin
4 -12 are her attributes: loving, funny, kind, selfless, pretty, honoring, helping, sexy, wonderful, joyful, patient.
Lastly would be that she has to at least like or stand punk rock.
16. Do you believe the Bible is the perfect, inspired Word of God: I do believe that the Bible is the infallible, inerrant, inspired written Word of God. The Bible is man made. As far as the translating and structure goes. In content it is all the inspiration of the Holy Spirit of God. However, I feel that God planned it that way and has allowed it to be understood by the scholars who translated it and God revealed it to those men and still reveals it to his people today.
17. What are your top 3 more important characteristics of your future wife? I wouldn’t date a girl I wouldn’t think about marrying. See question 15. I know that those things might not be totally present in her life at the moment we meet, but if those are her attributes, fragments or elements will be there and will be able to be visibly shown.
18. Which woman in the Bible do you most want your wife to be like and why? When I originally heard this question and thought about it, I gave a sarcastic answer. But, I think it’s true to me. Rahab, was a harlot, but was name righteous because of her faith. My wife will be a sinner, but because of her faith in God, she will do the things she is supposed to do.
19. What are your role concepts of men and women in a family: I’m not totally sure of who does this or who does that. I think the Bible outlines it pretty specifically. I will be working with youth and my wife (whoever she is) will feel compelled to help me and I will need her help physically, emotionally, spiritually. I’m not saying I need her to cook the brownies and make copies, I just need that support from her. And, I know God will provide those things in my wife.
20. How many kids do you want: That’s really up to God, but if I had to give a ballpark figure I’d say between 1-6.
21. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years: 5 years; probably still in seminary, I’ll have a youth ministry, and maybe a wife. 10 years; I’ll have a youth ministry, a wife, and maybe some youngins.
22. What are your standards on music? Movies? I think that art and music were created by God and man messed them up. I do listen to secular movies and I do watch rated R movies. Rating systems were set up by man. I don’t think you should watch or listen to anything that disagrees with your views. And to a point, I don’t. To that other point, I will be striving to get passed that.
23. Who is your favorite Disney princess and why? Since God chose me to be a boy, I’m not all that familiar with the Disney Princesses. I’d have to say that Snow White is because she is the first one to come to mind. She slept and she only could be awoken by the kiss of her true love. Yeah, that’s true love waits!
24. Which Disney Princess do I remind you of and why? I’m sorry Stephanie; I really do not have any clue. I even did research by going to http://www.Disney.com . I wish I could say Snow White, but it’s not her. You don’t strike me as the type to sit and wait. I’m sure you will wait on God and the guy to decide you are the one for the guy. But, I bet you’ll know way before the guy does that you two are supposed to be together.
Top Ten Things that I am Thankful for (in no particular order)
1. Jesus still loves me each day more and more
2. I have awesome friends
3. Wack Wednesday ( Jeff come back soon)
4. I look really really good! (hahahaha)
5. I am single (for all the girls who want a guy who looks really really good)
6. Mr. Deeds opens up this weekend
8. I have a little bit of money ( so I can eat)
9. The Dave Matthews Band is releasing their 4th studio album Busted Stuff, on July 17th
10. The Dave Matthews Band is releasing a new live cd from the July 11th, 2001 show sometime around christmas (yay)
When I was 14, 15, or 16, I had a birthday, much like the previous years. I was having some problems and disputes with friends at the time and I was upset about something. People were talking behind my back and saying really negative things about me. Needless to say, I was mad. So, around my birthday time, I wrote this poem as a way to vent, express, and give a statement of my feelings. These are those words:
Yea, my birthday, what do I want? Hum, let’s see, maybe a new phone, so I can talk to my friends. What about a new watch, so I know what time it is when I’m out with my friends. Maybe just some money, so when I’m with my friends I can spend some. But, let’s get real; I Have No Friends. Well, sure there’s him or her, but do I have friends I can say, “Yeah, there my real friends.” I mean, all they do is lie to you, talk behind your back, and inevitable let you down. Don’t you do that to them? Well, don’t you? No! From now on, I’ll try to be the better person. Well, I mean that and say that right now of course, but come tomorrow it will be different. Tomorrow she’ll tell her brother about me and he’ll tell me. Or, he’ll say something to her or she will say something to him. Then, she’ll tell me it, but then tell me not to care. I will then say, I don’t care what people think about me, but I really do. That is part of human nature, right? Well this I know: that the love I share for people is different in many ways. The love I have for her is different than the love that I have for him. I guess it’s weird and funny, but I should have love for them no matter what they do. I shouldn’t worry about if my heart gets broken or not. Yea, that’s what I’ll do because it’s being the better person that is important and that is what my father would do.
It was twenty two years ago this day, at 7:56 A.M. that I was born into the world. Originally planned by Thomas and Beverly Watkins (my folks) to be a girl, I was 10 pounds and 1 and 1/2 ounces. My tentative name was Regina Ann. Thank goodness my parents picked out a boy's name on the way to the hospital. It was then, that I became Jeffery Glen Watkins. Today's been a good birthday. I'm at that point in adulthood where it's just another day. Not too much significance, but there is something I think is important to remember. God has been the sustaining factor in the breath still being breathed through my lungs. I thank him for having a purpose for me and keeping me around this long I look forward to many other birthdays. Just as a note, here are some significant things that occurred on my date of birth:
June 25, 1867 ~ The first patent for "barbed wire" is granted to Lucien Smith of Ohio.
June 25, 1962 ~ The Supreme Court rules 6-1 reciting an "official" prayer in New York state public schools crosses the border separating church and state and is therefore unconstitutional.
June 25, 1950 ~ North Korean troops cross the 38th parallel and invade South Korea, triggering the three-year Korean War.
June 25, 1876 ~ Attempting to raise public awareness (and investment money) Alexander Grahm Bell demonstrates the telephone at Philadelphia's Centennial Exposition.
June 25, 1981 ~ In a blow to proponents of equal rights for women, the Supreme Court rules that a male-only military draft is constitutional.
June 25, 1951 ~ CBS transmits the first color television broadcast with an hour-long program featuring Arthur Godfrey, Faye Emerson, Sam Levenson and Ed Sullivan.
Roy G. Ross
Lord Louis Mountbatten
At My Age, I've done these things this many times:
Blinked ~ 104,741,322
Breathed ~ 132, 435,388
Eaten this many meals ~ 24,926
Heart has beaten ~ 1,047,537,000
It has pumped this many gallons of blood ~ 20,459,707
Slept this many hours ~ 71,947
Slept this many days ~ 2,997
I realized today that I am disturbed. Well not excatly that bad, but I do tend to enjoy weird freaky stuff every once and awhile. When I was a kid, I loved ghost stories ( still do actually) and I was always intruiged by any type of "scary" story. I read alot of Edgar Allan Poe in high school, and still consider him to be one of my favorite writers. He was just about the only writer to ever freak me out. For some sick reason, I enjoy being freaked out and reading something that disturbs me and keeps me up long hours into the night. The other night I bought a book called The Collection, by Bentley Little. It's a short story collection of horror tales, and very freaky stuff. I like it! I have been reading a few each day when I get bored and need to get freaked out. Its pretty twisted writing sometimes, and some of the stories have really disturbed me. Of course I dont believe in most of the things that happen in these stories, but they are written in such a way, such realism, it almost makes you wonder. I suppose I shall wonder for awhile.
In efforts to keep with my 'post-promise', I'm trying to find some thoughts to write down on this late Sunday/early Monday update:
I went to Starke, Florida with my friend Cheryl Miller for the weekend. It was fun and we had a good time. I hung out w/ her younger siblings and I played the Super Nintendo quite a bit (Mario All Stars!!! We played Super Mario 3, yeah). I hung out with her sister Rebecca's boyfriend, Jeremy. I stayed at his place on Friday night in Jacksonville and stayed up late, told male-bonding stories, and watched Office Space (hilarious movie, by the way). On Saturday we went to Gainesville. We went to the mall, Texas Roadhouse, and a bunch of stores (Old Navy being one of which). I was very much disgusted by the amount of corporate capitalism that was present there. I understand my views on fashion, fiction, and most media outlets differ from everyone else's, but there was so much crap that was being marketed in that commerce that I actually felt weird. Maybe it's because I'm the only one who feels this way (I know I'm not really, but I'm a minority). Or because I feel like no one (especially the people I care about and really want to understand me) really understands my perspective on the whole thing. Today I drove home to Melbourne, after lunch at the Miller's. Some things I would like to accomplish this week (in no certain order):
~ Blog ~
~ Have a good, honest, long quiet time ~
~ Hang out with Tara Howard ~
~ Hang out with the Melbourne Boyz: Nick, Bryan, and Thomas~
~ Take my Grandma grocery shopping (i love hanging out with her, she's a rad ol' gal)~
~ Take my Grandma to my Grandpa's grave and put some flowers out~
~ Have lunch with the Intersil crew (where I worked the past two summers)~
~ Mow my parent's yard~
~ Visit my pond that I haven't seen in like 10 years (it's the pond at the end of our 5.5 acres of land)~
~ Eat at some very Melbourne Beach areas (Pizzaro's Pizza)~
~ Watch some digital cable that my parents are paying for~
~ Do stuff that I cannot due because I live 8 hours away from my parents~
That's pretty much it. I will try to update you guys on the happening of my week long Melbourne life daily. Until then, carry on with the task...
"...When it came to do or die, you died for me..." Dogwood
I have pulled quite a few tricks in my time, and this one is gonna go down in history. My "retirement" was a work of complete fiction! Although I do appreciate the heartfelt pleas from the readers who wanted me to come back, well it looks like your prayers have been answered. Of course I cannot believe everyone fell for it, I didn't realize I was that convincing. Well, I had my fun and now it's over. Time to shift into serious mode. Consider my retirement a late April Fools joke.
As of late I have realized that I want to complete some goals that I set for myself a long time ago. As you know, I write poetry, and I have really thought about trying to get a book of them published. I just don't know how well it would sell. I am the biggest critic of my poems I think, so I need some feedback. The book will be called "To Whom It May Concern" ( just like the site) and feature my poems and maybe even some other writings I have done. Also just to be fair, I came up with the book title last year, before I started the site. So I am just "borrowing" the name for the site's use, and I think the name really works for it. I am really serious about this feedback thing, I would covet your opinions, good and bad. Get your friends to look and give their opinion. I hope to hear from everyone (and more) very soon.
This isn't inspired by any event, anything, or anybody. I just thought I would put some of my favorite lyrics down in a blog about life, love, and other mysteries (HaHa, Point of Grace). I'll put the band, lyric, and then the song it's from. Here we go:
Ace Troubleshooter: "Tonight the stars in her eyes outshine the stars in the sky." -Tonight-
Craig's Brother: "He’s praying more than friendship will survive. Ok so far I’m not impressed, when does it get good? And how much time is left? No way, she can't end up with him. Did the hero die, don't the good guys win?" -Masonic-
Craig's Brother: "Like Charlie Chaplain, like clapping one hand, my love can not be heard. And all those love songs, they come out all wrong cause there's just no such word, my Annie." -My Annie-
Dashboard Confessional: "And breathing is a foreign task and thinking's just too much to ask and you're measuring your minutes by a clock that's blinking eights." -The Brilliant Dance-
MxPx: "I'm looking for a girl who writes me songs and talks to Jesus all day long and the way she does her hair no one else can compare." -Want Ad-
MxPx: "If ever there was a girl to be engaged to, that amazing girl would have to be you. Before we hung out, don't know how I lived without, your beautiful face - like God's amazing grace." -Andrea-
Mxpx: "And time stands still when no one understands you. When you don't quite understand yourself. But just know this that God is faithful, even if you don't have faith yourself. There's nothing quite like being sure of what's inside your heart. It's mostly simple but not so easy to know just where to start." -Tomorrow's Another Day-
My Spacecoaster: "We started kissing and now I'm bleeding. Always reaching at the end of our meeting... It's scary, but I'm happy with you. When I see your face, I want to go all over the place with you." -Kissing-
Value Pac: "I'm a fool in love, without you, I'm just a fool." -Princess-
Stavesacre: "Helpless for the words, and it tightens up the air. It's not what you deserve; it's not for lack of care. Inside of me is screaming out, I'm praying for my prayers. Distracting and unworthy of each and every burning tear; seems insincere. Do I see God in all of this? Maybe all along. It's just that we're so small, and simply not as strong. Strong like wings of silver, and feathers made of gold. To carry heavy hearts, to cover all our helpless souls." -Gold and Silver-
Today has been another day. And after tomorrow, there will be another day. So on and so forth the world will keep turning. My first post since the news and I'm still a little dismayed but we must persevere on. It's the only way to take joy in life and survive. Something that brought me a great deal of happiness and excitement in the past few days is a new salvation into the Kingdom of God. If any of you guys are fans of professional wrestling and the new moniker WWE, there is a old face around. His name is HBK, Shawn Michaels. In this article on Shawn Michaels he talks about his salvation experience and how God brought him back to wrestling. It's a really good article, so check it out, I’m off...
I had this elaborate post in the works where I would break the barrier between punx and the norms of society. In this universally world changing blog of interest, I would address all the issues facing our modern society today through my very own sociological paradigm. Using illustrations of punx worldwide, I would deliver and alleviate all the wonders for the readers of TxWxIxMxCx about what this independent, thought seeking, and challenging conformity mindset is all about. In reality, I've never worn a leather jacket or had a mo-hawk, so to some; I might not even be considered really a punk. But, in my ideologies, perspectives, and uniqueness of thought, there isn't a doubt that they speak louder than the color of my hair.
However, due to the unfortunate circumstances at hand, I think this calls for a time of mourning amongst the writers and readers of our humble little blog. As you will eventually read one blog below me, there is a loss here at To Whom It May Concern. Our friend, founder, and fellow writer, Samuel Justin McLeod has decided to call it quits and peruse his other writing options. This is a sudden and drastic blow the heart of what was once the soul of this domain. As I sit here and ponder, wonder, and stare at my monitor, I think of all the times I laughed and thought about what Justin has said. Readers, I plead with you! If Justin McLeod has at all in the least bit inspired you, made you think, made you laugh or cry, or anything else that has removed you from your current position in life to ponder on his words, than you owe him a debt of gratitude. Well, maybe not money, flowers, or unconditional love, but just the occasional word of encouragement for him to keep on keeping on. Just think about what he’s done for you. All the long hours he has spent thinking up those clever remarks, witty posts, and wonderful poems that only the one, Justin McLeod could mastermind. You can tell by my shock and dismay here and in the comment box that I didn't want or even expect this to happen. PLEASE, comment on his post and tell him how you really feel. Let him know that you love him. I urge you! I cannot keep this up on my own. I am just one boy "trapped in the body of a man" (blink 182). Let Justin know that you want him to stick around. I know that he is my best friend and without him here, I don't know how much longer I will be able to go on...
“If you could be my punk rock princess. I could be your garage band
king. You could tell me why you just don’t fit in. And how you’re gonna be something.” Something Corporate
Too many times we put things on hold that we should have done last year or last week. As you know, all good things must come to an end. I have been neglecting my duites here at the site, and my lack of posts has been very apparant to all who visit. Jeff "Waffle House" Watkins has been very faithful in keeping the site alive with his unique perspectives on life, and he is doing an amazing job. I have read everyones comments on Jeff's postings, and I do not feel missed at all. I do not make any attempt to apologize for my lack of posts, because I have not had anything interesting to write about. Nor am I sorry for the mundane posts that I do make. I will miss being able to post here. In fact, I will even miss the Masked Marauder and his stupid comments. ( and no...I was not him!) I hope you will all miss me, or at least pretend to. Keep visiting the site though, Jeff will keep it alive. Who knows, maybe there will be a new staff soon. I've always wanted to retire at an early age! Consider it done.
So, marching around the web this evening, I was checking out an Ezine and saw a link for this online game called The Rockstar Game. I signed up and became a rock star. I've played one show, wrote some songs, had some voice lessons and music lessons. It's pretty fun! If you're bored and trying to avoid typing notes like me. Go check it out and tell them Glen Christmas sent you (that's my rock star name and also my wrestling name).
"God gave rock and roll to you, gave rock and roll to you. Put it in the soul of everyone"
Sketches and Traces Don’t Add Up To A Thousand (…a picture is worth a thousand words…)
So many words of this album were filled up before now.
I grabbed my camera tonight, hoping to catch
A few moments of happiness in time.
They are already so few and far between.
When I got there, my camera was on seventeen.
I could have snapped my first shot of you,
But I hesitated and decided to wait.
Even though your beauty has been a memory to me.
Time seemed to fly, much like the birds and fowls of the sky.
Those nervous, awkward, and wondering
feelings started to dwindle away.
Delight in time, in the mood, in the moment, and in the night,
Were all feelings that everything was right.
Three or four hours came to pass and our
Emotional roller coaster was running fast.
Then, my watch broke because time froze;
it stood still, for a split second.
I had my camera ready…
Just to catch a glimpse of that bliss
we shared in those few moments.
It’s all good and it’s all right.
Your head on my shoulder on this pitch black night.
The side of your head was against my check.
It fit so well.
Much like I felt about us in each other’s life.
It seems more and more these days that I feel insecure.
When I need refuge, I think about that day.
Your scent was filling the night sky.
That fragrance is still wearing me now
Charm, beauty, and eloquence, where did you buy it?
I walk down a hallway and it’s tranquil in the air.
That smile I see makes me want to live life without a care.
As the night drew to a close, those flashes of light drew to a dim.
Dim flashes of reality were really just flickers of hope for my life.
Still frames and images make me reminiscent.
Feelings and memories are all I have between,
And my camera still says seventeen.
In an effort to do something that I've never done before, I'm going to blog twice in one day (please hold applause until the end). I know what you guys are thinking "Great! Twice in one day... Now, he's not going to post again for 2 weeks..." Oh contraire! I plan on being a little more fluent with my posts here in the upcoming weeks. At least, one blog every day. *Please make gasping noises.*
I was looking at the archives on Dead Yet Living and remembered my first blogging occurrence. Many believe that TxWxIxMxCx was my first blogging experience, but that is a false assumption. 1 year ago, this summer, I started writing for Rich and the kids of DYL. It was an exciting time for creative writing. However, my stint with DYL was very short lived, even to the point of just one blog, which pretty much sucked (really, it's below). The writing is not quite the quality you guys and gals are getting. But, what else would you come to expect from your friends at To Whom It May Concern. Plus, I just wanted to have a copy of it and I don't have a printer so, posting it on here was the next brightest idea I had. Plus, I blogged twice in one day and I really didn't have to use any creative juices, except to write this witty preface. Without further a do, my first experience with Blogger and a blog (notice all of my uncorrected errors, they add flava)...
Hi everyone, my name is Jeff Watkins. I'm another new writer here for Dead Yet Living (ironically, it sounds like I just got hired for the New York Times or something). Anyway, I'd like to thank Rich for letting me write, even though I have no idea why he would do such a thing. I'm a Junior (technically) at the Baptist College of Florida. This fall I will be starting my 3rd year there. Upon the act of graduation, I will be receiving my B.A. in Christian Counseling. With minors in Bible, Psychology, and Youth Ministry. I plan on attending a seminary after that to get Masters degree, in some degree, most likely some form of Education. I have been saved 7 years this October. I have felt this call on my life since i was 16 or so. Even though I have let my sin dwell in this earthly vessel many a times, I choose to stand up for what I believe in everyday, just by gettin out of bed.
I struggle with a lot at times and would appreciate the encouraging notes and prayers of support.
Thanx, I appreciate it. Umm.... let's see what else. I'm really into punk, emo, hardcore, ska, indie, and old jazz music. I sing in choir at college and I have some vocal talents. I know 3 chords on the guitar and I can keep a beat on the drums. I'm definitely not bragging but I consider myself a musician to the smallest degree. I like to write poetry. I like leading/teaching youth at my home church. I enjoying spending time w/ friends from high school. I enjoy sleep, but I seemingly never get enough. I try to surf, skateboard, and do stuff with my computer. I collect records (vinyl) and try to scratch on my turntable. I guess thats it. Oh yeah, i'm 21. Thanx.
I know this post will be a little different in content considering my previous post. But, that is good because today is another day. Midway through writing my paper last night, (it was about 1:44 A.M.) I decided to let my slackerness take hold. I started writing a blog and of course, for the 2nd night in a row, my computer crashed and I lost everything, again. Even though I was extremely disheartened, I went ahead and finished my paper up and that was around 4:30 A.M. and turned it in at 8:00 A.M. Class is now over! So, the day just got better, but I have to work in 30 minutes and that makes the day seem not so fun anymore. Justin, Chase, and I went to Wendy's for lunch. It's our traditional Friday lunch at that delectable gourmet establishment. To reserve your spot on the trip to Dothan, Alabama next week, EMAIL ME: email@example.com I figured I would post some lyrics that I've been thinking about...
Pre Ex-Girlfriend Words and Music by Five Iron Frenzy
She’s so cool it’s almost erie
she’s so fine I lost all hope
something has gone wrong
she should get back in
her cage before they find she’s gone
She said she hated Kenny G
that girl is way too good for me
We’ll break up before it starts
She’ll only tear my world apart
da na na na na na na na
Pre-ex-girlfriend, that girl is just too fine
Pre-ex-girlfriend, leaving me behind
You might say she’s everything
just before everything goes wrong
She’s sunshine and lightning
she pulls at my heartstrings
she’s stunning and then she’s gone
The intellect that girl has
She’s saying “ death to false jazz
Like kryptonite to Superman
she’s here to break my heart again
da na na na na na na na
Watch her on the floor tonight
feel the crush she will incite
the spark of hope she will ignite
a beautiful sight
Softer than the lightest snows
watch her as the moment slows
in my face the door will close
and there she goes.
Pre-ex-girlfriend, that girl is just too fine
Pre-ex-girlfriend, leaving me behind
..."sometimes I'd rather just sit all by myself,
sing sad love songs, and not be noticed by you"...
"Have you ever had one of those days?" That was the first sentence of my last, yet somewhat unsaved, and unpublished posts. I was listing (in detail and it took me almost an hour) of how my day started out normal and only got worse as my alarm clock went off. I mean everything went wrong. From some parts of school, to some parts of afternoon study time, to a whole mess of things at work, to even more, horribly graphic things at home after work. The day was just not on my side. It was bad! And then it happened. As I was feeling better, after venting and explaining all of my frustrations out into a blog, it happened... My computer crashed and I had to restart it. There was nothing left of my daily recap and all was lost into cyber space. Since this is the pinnacle of how bad my day was, there’s no way in the world I’m writing it again!
You were just reading a remnant of my moment in time, alas...
Amidst my struggle to figure out what in the world to do my sermon outline on (it's due tomorrow but the professor will take it by the end of next week) I was looking through Isaiah to figure something out. Isn't it crazy how this collection of 66 books known as the Bible can open your eyes to a lot of new thoughts, understandings, and perspectives? Besides the fact that when you read it, it changes your whole thought process on certain things you have come to understand and things you have known to be true. In these events, new information is earth shattering and perplexes even the most secure in their knowledge. I came across a passage in Isaiah that did that for me and I have been dwelling on the meaning of it for the past week. It comes out of the 53rd chapter and humbles me into a new understanding of the prophecy that talked about the coming Messiah.
Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows,
yet we considered him stricken by God,
smitten by him, and afflicted.
But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
and by his wounds we are healed.
We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
each of us has turned to his own way;
and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.
He was oppressed and afflicted,
yet he did not open his mouth;
he was led like a lamb to the slaughter,
and as a sheep before her shearers is silent,
so he did not open his mouth.
Think about when you're accused of something or an accusation is made against you. Most people (when I say most I mean me) take a quick offence and get defensive and try to make a case for why they did no wrong or committed no act of sin. Jesus was accused of so many things, put on trial for crimes he hadn't committed, and was crucified, bled, and died for sins that he had no part of. Yet he did not even open his mouth. He didn’t make one excuse; he just took it. To some, that may seem stupid. To some, we call that love.
So the site hasn't been updated in a long time. I think it's because Justin and I both work, I'm also going to school, Chase has his own site and is going to school and many more reasons for us not writing in while. I don't know Justin Snavely's excuse(s). From all of us here at To Whom It May Concern we really appreciate you guys coming here and using your free time up to read our somewhat (but not always) incoherent ramblings on life. I also want to go on and apologize for there not being as many posts as there should be. We definitely should be able to have at least one new post up every other day and we have been inconsistent with that. Again, thanks for your support and we will try to do better and make this the best darn blog EVER!
Now I will share with you just a little update on my slow, pitiable, and not very interesting life. Old Testament 202 is going really well. I got a 52 on my first quiz. I have a 4-page sermon outline due this Friday. Along with having to read 76 pages of reading for our 25 question quiz that we have once a week. Plus, 2 reflection papers that are 1 page each due every Friday. Next week I have an 8-page research paper due. It's definitely not a breeze course but I am learning so much about the prophetic books.
Today is kind of a sad day. A few of my friends left for various summer occupancies and jobs and some of them are fixing to leave. Today we saw off Mike Smith and Jed Marczewski. Mike is going to be working at Mission Adventure Camp with some other friends of mine. Jed will be heading home to work and pursue some ministry opportunities with music. We should all remember to pray for him that he might be able to see God's direction for his summer and his life. James and Anna Desuyo will be moving back to Jacksonville in a few weeks. James is going to finish up his degree by doing online classes and get a youth ministry position somewhere and I think Anna is going to get a job and go to school. Our friend (and virtually unknown writer for TxWxIxMxCx) Mike Sutton will be traveling home to Miami, Florida for a month to spend sometime with his familia’. Also, To Whom It May Concern's favorite professor Dr. Larry Purcell and his wife Terry Purcell will be moving to Louisville, Kentucky to take a teaching position at The Southern Baptist Theological Seminary. While this saddens a lot of students here at school and especially this writer, we know that God will use Dr. Purcell to touch student's lives in his very own unique way, much like he has inspired my life. Please remember all of these and the many others who are active in working, school, and ministry all over the world. Please pray for us here at TxWxIxMxCx from time to time, we would definitely covet your prayers. Well, I think that wraps up this portion of today's post. Thanks for making my life better by reading our humble little blog that could...