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Name: Phill
Country: United States
State: Missouri
Metro: St. Louis
Birthday: 4/18/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: I'm a lover of God and music. These are two of my favorite things and they seem to take up most of my time.
Expertise: I play trumpet, bass, and guitar. The name of my band is fairwell . I work at my church as a worship leader. I go to scool at Lindenwood University. When I'm not doing any of that stuff, you will most likely find me with Dena. The lovliest girl in the world.
Occupation: Worship Leader
Industry: Music
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  phillyface83
Member Since:
8/5/2004
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| Things have been...good. They have been better than I've been realizing.
I went to see Augustana with Counting Crows the other day. Tommy and I got to hang out...something that hasn't been happening much lately. We got to talking, and it seems we more than likely won't be living together once the lease is up. As happy as that makes me (because of the circumstances), I started to think about what it would be like not living with him. Then I considered moving to another city, and all of a sudden I started thinking about all the things I love here in St. Louis...actually...more the people I love in St. Louis. I'm realizing how good I have it right now. I have grown to really love this city. So, this means I have spent far too long focusing on the many bad things that went down in the last year... I have blown right past how great things are.
Two very good friends just left for New York. They're starting a brand new life from scratch (with a lot of financial luck haha). They very obviously belong there at this point and time at least. I don't know what's in my future. I have hopes...but mostly I have faith. There is no doubt in my mind that I will have close friends wherever I go; no doubt that things will be JUST FINE :); no doubt that things will be just YAMAZING! Life is good and I will forever seek out the good rather than the bad, no matter how un-naturally that comes.
Also, things have been...very different. I like the differences very much...and kind of wish they could continue. Also no regrets as of yet. However, I fear the consequences. In response to this fear, I shall embrace the me I've been trying to be and brush it off, press forward, and take life as it comes.
With all of that said, it's time to say goodbye to you xanga. It's been a long time coming and I've said it in perfect Xanga fashion: a long, overly honest, emotional post hahaha. My life in binary to be continued on facebook and blogspot. Be well. | | |
| So, I've been playing christian festivals as of late, and with the fun experiences they bring come lame experiences, and also plenty of funny ones. One such experience was found in christian t-shirts. Matt and I were walking around to our merch table one day and rounded the corner to find a booth full of shirts with two words and a punctuation on them. They simply read: "Virginity Rocks!" I pointed to the booth and we immediately started cracking up at the idiocracy mixed with a level of cheesiness only the "christian mercandise" industry can reach.
So...I got to thinking...Does virginity rock? There are many up sides to saving yourself until marriage, and I agree with all of them, but the phrase virginity rocks...hmm...I just don't find myself agreeing. Lets not lie and say it rocks. Lets go through life doing what we have to do--whether that is to do your best not to have it before you're supposed to, dread having it someday, or just be awkward at its very mentioning. It's not fun dealing with virginity...and it certainly doesn't rock. Just some thoughts... | | |
| My friends...let me tell you about standby flights.
The wonderfully bright side to my particular standby flight is that it is absolutely free. I have my good friend Joe Cox to thank for that. From the bottom of my heart, thank you sir...
What follows is the dark side to standby flights:
I arrived at Lambert at 5:30 to prepare for my 7:00 flight. It was about an hour or so late b/c “a light bulb was out?” I hope the guy was joking...It was a pleasantly small plane in which I couldn’t stand up straight in. That flight was fine, but it caused us to miss our next flight at O’Hare(the airport with a special desire to watch me fade in and out of sleep). We then proceeded to be put on standby...over...and over...and over... We would go to our gate an hour before the flight to wait. Matt and I would fall asleep on and off for about 20 min. at a time and wake up sweaty to find out we didn’t make it in. In one special incidence, our names were called at last!! We went to the counter to find the most frantic asian woman I’ve ever seen (and that’s saying a lot). She ran around saying...things...everyone around looked confused, but willing to help. Defiantly, she gave up and yelled, “everyone I //;lkcjv?, come with me! So...we followed down the concourse. She asked for a name, handed someone a ticket and said, “go!” When my turn came, I told her my name and she couldn’t find my name. Her response: “you not here. Go back.” I sank my head and walked back out...failure. Finally, at 10:30 we unexpectedly got on a flight. In San Francisco, we missed the final flight to Monterey and slept there. I woke up several times shaking in the dead cold of the Antarctic summer they created in the terminal. So cold! However, our luck changed. We boarded the first flight to Monterey the next morning. Matt and I were alone on a two engine prop plane. The stewardess gave every instruction as if the plane was full. It was kind of awkward. I felt like I had to pay attention to her and blindly nodded to her safety sermon church-style. This morning, we landed in the tiny Monterey airport on a penninsula extending into the bay at 7:00 this morning. The trip was a 26 hours in all.
Monterey is beautiful though. It’s nearly cold! In the middle of the day! I couldn’t believe it. I hope to get some good sushi...rock hard...and maybe visit the sites a bit. Wish me luck on the way home!!! | | |
| So...the day after I wrote the last one, something came up. That's an answer for goodness sake. I have direction. For the first time in a long time I'm actually excited about something in my life. It seems, I hope, that I've had nothing to hold me down here for this very reason. We'll see...
Brooke Barrettsmith. Check it out.
In other news, Tommy and I will be moving into the Locust Street Lofts on June 21st. We have a move in date!!! You will all have to come visit. THERE WILL BE A HOUSEWARMING PARTY. :) | | |
| How long?? To what extent do I need to keep trying not to care about the crap that keeps hitting me in my life???
7But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. 8What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ 9and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ—the righteousness that comes from God and is by faith. 10I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, 11and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead.
How did you do it Paul? How did you forget the things you wanted? How did you discard all plans, hopes, and dreams to become happy? You are a marvel, sir. A marvel indeed. | | |
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