Ghostdog

i sometimes wonder if there are other life forms on other planets. "there isnt because the bible doesnt mention them" well no because the bible is about Gods plan to redeem mankind from sin and aliens really have nothing to do with that. i cant believe that out of the enitire unverse, which btw is 83 billion light years, we are the only planet with intelligent life on it. i say intelligent life because there are many types of life including single cell organisms. we havent even explored everything there is to know on our own planet so how can we know anything about space.

actually the nearest star is the sun An astronomical unit (AU) is the equivalent of 150 million km / 93 million mi, and the Sun is 1 AU away from Earth. In light-years, the Sun is 0.00001581 light-years away, while in light minutes, the Sun is 8.20 light minutes away, or 500 light-seconds away from Earth

Rom 7:24 O wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death? Yeah I wake up every morning with my head up in a daze I'm not sure if I should say this, but I'll say it anyway Everybody tries to tell me that sin just a phase I know it's not a phase, but I just wanna feel okay, yeah I battle with addiction, but the question still remains Is this post-traumatic stressing or am I suppressing rage? And my doctor tries to tell me that I'm going through a phase Yeah, sin not just a phase, I just wanna feel okay, okay? Yeah, I struggle with this flesh every single day And it's probably cause this is a christian's fate Obliterate me, disintegrate me, annihilate me Cause I'm about to break down, I'm searching for a way out Am I a liar, am I a cheater, am I a non-believer I'm a popular, popular monster I break down, God I need your love now I'm falling apart I'm a popular, popular monster I think I'm going nowhere like a rat trapped in a maze Every wall that I knock down is just a wall that I replace I'm in a race against my sinful self, I try to keep a steady pace How will I escape if I never leave my cage? I keep on stressing, every second that I waste Is another second sooner to a blessing I won't take But my therapist will tell me that sin is just a stage Yeah, it's not a stage, I just wanna feel okay, okay Now you got my attention I need to change a couple things cause something is missing And what if I were to lie? Tell you everything is fine Every single day I get closer to the grave and I am terrified I fell back into sin again Crush my stoney heart so I can feel again Obliterate me, disintegrate me, annihilate me Cause I'm about to break down, I'm searching for a way out Am I a liar, am I a cheater, am I a non-believer I'm a popular, popular monster I break down, God I need your love now I'm falling apart I'm a popular, popular monster Cause I'm about to break down, I'm searching for a way out Am I a liar, am I a cheater, am I a non-believer I'm a popular, popular monster I break down, God I need your love now I'm falling apart I'm a popular, popular monster Am I a liar, am I a cheater, am I a non-believer I'm a popular, popular monster

im glad i didnt grow up in that time when lefties were forced to be righties. if i remember correctly it was because ppl thought lefties were of the devil but i may be mistaken

i can relate. i was full of pride before God destroyed everything i used to define me. i was proud of my accomplishments, how much money i had, all the things i had, the females i had chasing me. i lost all of that in one night over one bad decision.

i think of fairness, not taking cheap shots

no i dont do originsl i just rewrite stuff

I was brought up in the front row That fire and brimstone Old school reverend, straight and narrow Man I always had a thing for the path less traveled Fast lane lead to the back row, eventually to that back door I'm out of my own and I'm a little bit jaded Don't even know if I should even be prayin' But it's all in my heart so I might as well say it now I hope you're listenin' Before I lay my head down I pray the Lord my soul to keep I got the Devil whispering to me so Lord I'm Prayin' now you forgive me for my sins Knowin' good and well I'll probably do it again And be with the people lookin' down on me But Lord don't ever let 'em put their hands on me I turn them lights out, don't know if you can hear me up there It's just another lost soul's prayer I can see my mama now and a good girl at home They're both on their knees, both by the phone And I'm the reason for the tears in both their eyes And I'm the reason they're beggin' you to Just get me through one more night I'm out of my own and I'm a little bit jaded Don't even know if I should even be prayin' But if you think there's somethin' in me worth savin' Then I hope you save me Before I lay my head down I pray the Lord my soul to keep I got the Devil whispering to me so Lord I'm Prayin' now you forgive me for my sins Knowin' good and well I'll probably do it again Tell that girl don't worry, I'ma be alright Tell my mama I'ma see her when the sun rise I turn them lights out, don't know if you can hear me up there It's just another lost soul's prayer I'm out of my own and I'm a little bit jaded Don't even know if I should even be prayin' But if you think there's somethin' in me worth savin' Then I pray you save me Before I lay my head down I pray the Lord my soul to keep I got the Devil whispering to me so Lord I'm Prayin' now you forgive me for my sins Give me the strength to never do it again And be with them people lookin' down on me But Lord never let 'em put their hands on me I turn them lights out, don't know if you can hear me up there It's just another lost soul's prayer Yeah, I'm just another lost soul Amen

Father God, I'm praying to you for somebody who knows you Lord but just hasn't hasn't been seeing you in the right view lately, Hear me out Father, I'm praying for a friend, he and I are pretty close and out of all my friends for this one I'm concerned the most He says he's reading daily but he ain't really learning He been in church but say that he ain't moved by any sermon His face weak, he ain't prayed in a week he wake up and just weep with his face in the sink Lord you gotta help my man, I'm praying for him daily he ain't sinned but it just seem as if he going crazy He say he feeling trapped, can't even hit up the mall cause every lady he sees is tempting him to lust and fall He keep the TV off, videos just make him feel that he ain't really nothing without money, girls and shiny wheels The other day he told me that he felt less a man cause he ain't have a five-year plan or a piece of land and man it's crazy cause his family think so much of him plus he got a Godly friends who always showing love for him but he's struggling, even though he talk to me I tell him what to do but he don't listen when he ought to be I'm scared for him cause there's people that look up to him he got some younger spiritual siblings who been changed by what he's done for them but is it done for him Lord don't let it be, if he don't wanna talk to you then Father hear from me, is it done for him Lord don't let it be if he don't wanna talk to you then Father hear from me Yeah, I'm praying for you, yeah, I'm praying for you Yeah, I'm praying for you, yeah, yeah, I'm praying for you God, his condition is worsen since we were last conversing and I'm with him now and he ain't doing well and this I'm certain He say he trying to trust you, doesn't wanna disgust you but he was in the mist of sinners and did not discuss you and just today his addiction got the best of him, he knows Christ but for hours refuse to rest in Him he's not the best of men but Lord I know he really loves you and I can't understand why he wasn't thinking of you People trust this dude, you could crush this dude Father he needs more of you I pray you touch this dude what can I say to him? I'm determined to pray for him Father empty and break him I pray you'll just have your way with him, cause there's been a change in him and the effects are strong, I pray you open up his heart before the next song and when he's at home I pray he'll open up the sixty-six book love letter you wrote and soak it up cause he ain't hearing you and he ain't feeling me and God I know it's killing you because it's killing me and matter of fact there's something else he's concealing see, the person that I've been praying for is really me Yeah, I'm praying for you, yeah, I'm praying for you Yeah, I'm praying for you, yeah, yeah, I'm praying for you

ive been angry at God many times. mostly cause something didnt go my way and i got hurt. i once got mad at Him for making me look the way i do. ive even walked away from Him a time or 2 but He always brought me back. He's a loving father who can handle my temper tantrums.

Well, the devil came to my house, knocked on my door I said, "Oh my, I know that I have heard this voice before" He said, "You still got a talent, the makings of a star And with a little help from me you really can go far" I'll tell you what I told the rest, the rules remain the same Don't glorify, support or ever mention Jesus' name Now you can do something that's positive but just don't misbehave Like use your popularity and get somebody saved And don't you be so vocal about the truth you know The Bible's bad for business, leave your faith at home I'll give back your wealth and fame, far as the eye can see Live the way you want but your future belongs to me The he smiled a crooked smile, winked an evil eye And said, "Well, whatcha think, my man?" This was my reply I have been bought with a price when Jesus hung on a tree My life is not my own, I'll never again follow your lead You used build up all the pleasure of sin in my eyes But never told me the consequences of the compromise You used to have my number but this time you will fail So get thee behind me, Satan, I'm no longer 4 sale

i use to seek it to prove myself worthy for a wife

i always wondered about this ever since i heard the end of mark was at verse 8. Question Should Mark 16:9-20 be in the Bible? Answer Although the vast majority of later Greek manuscripts contain Mark 16:9-20, the Gospel of Mark ends at verse 8 in two of the oldest and most respected manuscripts, the Codex Sinaiticus and Codex Vaticanus. As the oldest manuscripts are known to be the most accurate because there were fewer generations of copies from the original autographs (i.e., they are much closer in time to the originals), and the oldest manuscripts do not contain vv. 9-20, we can conclude that these verses were added later by scribes. The King James Version of the Bible, as well as the New King James, contains vv. 9-20 because the King James used medieval manuscripts as the basis of its translation. Since 1611, however, older and more accurate manuscripts have been discovered and they affirm that vv. 9-20 were not in the original Gospel of Mark. In addition, the fourth-century church fathers Eusebius and Jerome noted that almost all Greek manuscripts available to them lacked vv. 9–20, although they doubtless knew those other endings existed. In the second century, Justin Martyr and Tatian knew about other endings. Irenaeus, also, in A.D. 150 to 200, must have known about this long ending because he quotes verse 19 from it. So, the early church fathers knew of the added verses, but even by the fourth century, Eusebius said the Greek manuscripts did not include these endings in the originals. The internal evidence from this passage also casts doubt on Mark as the author. For one thing, the transition between verses 8 and 9 is abrupt and awkward. The Greek word translated “now” that begins v. 9 should link it to what follows, as the use of the word “now” does in the other synoptic Gospels. However, what follows doesn’t continue the story of the women referred to in v. 8, describing instead Jesus’ appearing to Mary Magdalene. There’s no transition there, but rather an abrupt and bizarre change, lacking the continuity typical of Mark’s narrative. The author should be continuing the story of the women based on the word “now,” not jumping to the appearance to Mary Magdalene. Further, for Mark to introduce Mary Magdalene here as though for the very first time (v. 9) is odd because she had already been introduced in Mark’s narrative (Mark 15:40, 47, 16:1), another evidence that this section was not written by Mark. Furthermore, the vocabulary is not consistent with Mark’s Gospel. These last verses don’t read like Mark’s. There are eighteen words here that are never used anywhere by Mark, and the structure is very different from the familiar structure of his writing. The title “Lord Jesus,” used in verse 19, is never used anywhere else by Mark. Also, the reference to signs in vv. 17-18 doesn’t appear in any of the four Gospels. In no account, post-resurrection of Jesus, is there any discussion of signs like picking up serpents, speaking with tongues, casting out demons, drinking poison, or laying hands on the sick. So, both internally and externally, this is foreign to Mark. While the added ending offers no new information, nor does it contradict previously revealed events and/or doctrine, both the external and internal evidence make it quite certain that Mark did not write it. In reality, ending his Gospel in verse 8 with the description of the amazement of the women at the tomb is entirely consistent with the rest of the narrative. Amazement at the Lord Jesus seems to be a theme with Mark. “They were amazed at his teaching” (Mark 1:22); “They were all amazed, so that they debated among themselves” (Mark 1:27); “He healed the paralytic, and they were all amazed and were glorifying God saying, ‘We’ve never seen anything like this’” (Mark 2:12). Astonishment at the work of Jesus is revealed throughout Mark’s narrative (Mark 4:41; 5:15, 33, 42; 6:51; 9:6, 15, 32; 10:24, 32; 11:18; 12:17; 16:5). Some, or even one, of the early scribes, however, apparently missed the thematic evidence and felt the need to add a more conventional ending. from got questions

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zw_RHZFHSWE

i just seen this now. he will be missed.

get a rowboat

I woke up crying late at night When I was very young I had dreamed Father Had left me and was gone My world revolved around Him I couldn't lay there anymore So I made my way down to my knees And tapped upon His door And I said "Daddy, I'm so afraid How will I go on with You gone that way? Don't want to cry anymore So may I stay with You?" And He said "That's My job, That's what I do Everything I do is because of you, To keep you safe with Me That's My job you see" Later we barely got along This rebellous boy and He Most of the fights it seems Were over different dreams We each held for me He wanted knowledge and learning His ways I wanted to fly out west Said, "I could make it out there If I just had the fare I got half, will You loan me the rest?" And I said "Daddy, I'm so afraid There's no guarantee in the plans I've made and if I should fail Will You allow me back home? And He said "That's My job That's what I do Everything I do is because of you To keep you safe with Me That's My job you see" Every Christian carves his spot And fills the world with Light. And I pray someday I might Shine as bright as He Woke up early one bright fall day To spread the Gospel news. After all my rebellion, I settled down Within the last year or two I do my best to rewrite words and rhyme And all this tragedy Should go into my head and out instead As bits of poetry But I say "Daddy, I'm so afraid, How can my life show them the way? How can I come up with a way to say I love you?" That's my job, That's what I do Everything I do is because of You You've forgiven me. That's my job you see. Everything I do is because of You You've forgiven me

this is the mental health battle i face. Look at you, you're pathetic And this isn't the first time I've said it Look at you standing tall with that chest puffed out Inside your insecurities are just dying to bust out You're a bust now You're lucky those inmates didn't snuffed you out You cut your friends off, so you got nobody to trust now But you did this to you I hope you're proud that time you ended up in the news And you really think we care when you announce you're back in the booth Nobody's got your back, and it's true I hope I see you beat until you're black and you're blue Give me that head, and I'll crack it in two 'Cause the old you is missing now your back with the crew Back then you had the anointing, and you were passionate, too I know you've thought about it, just do it you coward and fasten that noose That guilt keeps piling up, so who you passing it to? 'Cause God knows you never own up to your own mistakes Stiff spine? Yours bends 'til it breaks And you talk about Jesus, but you don't live like Him And you tell people to help others, but you don't give like them What ever happened to the old you? I knew you'd end up like this, man, I told you You spent more time online dating than praying Cat got your tongue? Do you hear what I'm saying? Well, that cat's out of the bag now, and that spotlight's fading You could have been somebody, you could have done things right You got an army behind you, but you'd rather run than stand up and fight What's wrong with you man?! Wake up For God's sake, stop reliving your regrets and shape up This is bigger than you Don't you see? This is bigger than me And what about the ones who look up to you? You can't even drag yourself out of bed, man, what's up with you?! You were called to be different, and you were made to be great But when I see you, I see everything that I hate You're a messenger who's a mess, you're down and depressed And if you don't get help, you're gonna die like this I told myself I wouldn't cry like this But look at you man, what are you doing?! Watching you suffer like this is grueling But you chose to love your sin more than your Maker And you blame them for what happened, but you're the faker And you keep playing in the dirt like it's gonna satisfy you I might just pull this trigger, would you be mad if I do? Do it, coward, you won't because you're scared, too And don't blame me for where we're at, you were there, too You could have done something (I couldn't stop you!) You could have asked for help, but you didn't because of your pride Our sins are out in public now, and we have nothing to hide, and that kills you inside I'm the part of us who doesn't care about the past or what we do And you have no idea what your high expectations have put us through And now that we're failures, it kills you, too Give up the chip on your shoulder, don't lie You're really the one who wants us to die So if you wanna pull out the past on us, here, so will I

would the world be better if christians ran it? how so? and if not then why not?

proverbs 24:17 Rejoice not when thine enemy falleth, And let not thine heart be glad when he stumbleth. i know this is a very hard verse to live cause ive been there. i wanted to see my enemies fall and be glad when they did. the next verse helped me see that what i was thinking was wrong. Lest the LORD see it, and it displease him, and he turn away his wrath from him. God doesnt want us to be thinking about revenge and getting even. i know its hard when things go bad for them and in our heart we say "now you know how i feel/felt" but we must resist those thoughts and instead pray for them no matter how hard it is to. i still struggle with this but i work on it and it does get easier.

What if I spoke with complete honest-ness What if told you that I've broken some promises I dealt with pride ever since a little kid I've comprised and I've doubted like Thomas did I can't hide though he sees the way I live Every single time I told every little fib I can't deny cause he's already knowing this But to my family I regret the time that I've missed I've been on the road when I really should've been home Been on the web and did things I really should've left alone I shouldn't have done that see I want you to know I should've been with you then out trying to get dough I still got issues that's hard to let go Still got some bitter situations with a few folks Still got an addiction that I work hard to control I gotta remember your standard that's the goal Can I be honest? Can I be real? Would they still listen just to how I feel? But if I was honest ? If I was real? Would they even care about how I feel? I've wanted to get back at those who tried to doubt me I've wanted to hit back every time they tried to clown me I've said some things about those that tried to down me I've been too hard on some people that's been around me I'm a workaholic addicted to the game Plus sometimes I've been addicted to looking for fame I look deep inside things that I'm ashamed Still the little kid conflicted still in pain I'm so grateful when I think though how you found me I used to be hateful of everything that's around me I'm so thankful of the way that you still surround me So shameful yet you love me still confounds me See I've put myself first I've gone days sometimes without reading your word I can act like a huge jerk Yet you still love me that's the thing that I've learned Can I be honest? Can I be real? Would they still listen just to how I feel? But if I was honest ? If I was real? Would they even care about how I feel? Sometimes I dumb down to get a few laughs Didn't do it though for peoples behalf And looking back I could've treated some of my women better Hindsight is 20/20 so I'm like whatever But I regret some of my broken relationships No matter how hard I've tried to just make em fit And I don't blame myself and I'm not blaming them But too many up in my life have just came and went I'm not perfect I serve a God who is I serve a God who lives who says that I'm his kid When I shoot for the mark but I shoot and miss I serve a God who gives a new start and he forgives And takes every thing I ever did Then he throws it in the sea of forgetfulness See I'm just being honest I hope your getting this Cuz he's my promise the reason that I live

what would you do if when the church got taken up you were part of the ones were left behind?

the only day of the year i consider evil is valentines day i hate valentines day. all that love and mushiness and junk ugh

i like how brad paisley put it in the end of im still a guy Yeah with all of these men lining up to get neutered It's hip now to be feminized But I don't highlight my hair I've still got a pair Yeah honey, I'm still a guy My eyebrows ain't plucked There's a gun in my truck Oh thank God I'm still a guy

We're the one's holding ourselves back with past events we still carry on our backs. The past is a story we keep re-reading day in and day out. Nothing changes because we're stuck in the same chapter. So if we want for things to change, we got to drop the past and turn the page. Again it's simple and I do understand and believe this to be true, yet dropping the past is probably the hardest thing I've ever attempted to do. Simple doesn't mean easy and just because something is easy doesn't mean that it's going to be simple. I've dropped some of my past but if I'm honest I'm still struggling to release the rest that is stuck within me. These old outdated beliefs about myself aren't easy to replace. We tend to relive our past on a daily basis because that's not only how we've learned to function but also to survive. But what used to once serve me is now holding me back. I don't see the same me anymore when I look into the mirror. Honestly, I'm not yet sure what or who it is that I'm seeing but I'm sure it isn't what it used to be. I actually got a feeling it's something better and this is where I am holding myself back, because I do not believe to deserve the good that I am starting to see in myself yet. It's a weird feeling. I am excited one moment, yet sad in the next because I can feel myself dying. Not in the literal sense but in a transformative way. The old me is fading and with him the way he's lived and handled life. It's a scary process because right now I find myself in the middle, in the middle of who I used to be and who I'm becoming. Sometimes I cry and I'm honestly not sure why, but I think I'm griefing myself and that's the thing. Letting go is not just releasing what happened to you and forgiving the people involved, it's a death of yourself. It's a painful journey because you're not just gonna give yourself up without resistance. You're not going down without a fight. But I'm learning that you can't struggle yourself out of struggle. You'll eventually find yourself in a corner with no space to even breathe. You have to learn to relax out of struggle. I am changing, that's life and since I can't do anything against the flow of life, I might as well learn how to flow with it. I'm not the best at it yet, I still find myself under water more times than not but I trust this process, I just need to keep reminding myself of it. This happens for me, not to me. And even though this part of my journey feels absolutely uncomfortable, I feel a sense of inner peace because I know that this is right. I'm somewhat grateful for my growing pains. I don't know where all of this will take me but I know that I'll arrive. I might be in the middle of a storm right now but this too shall pass. I might be walking through a valley now but I am not alone, cause I know God got me. So I will keep on walking in faith. I may not see the next step but I believe it to be there. ''If he brings you to it, he'll bring you through it.'' And since I asked to be made an instrument of his peace, I trust him to bring me through this mess. No weapon formed against me shall prosper, that's his promise. So my promise is to keep on walking, further away from who I used to be and closer to who I'm supposed to be.