word of the week:  Snookered. 


tr.v. snook·ered, snook·er·ing, snook·ers



  1. Slang.

    1. To lead (another) into a situation in which all possible choices are undesirable; trap.
    2. To fool; dupe.  (New Republic).

 


Working again today… kinda has a way of ruining weekends but at least after this year I’ll be totally used to it.  Oh well.  At least in my line I set the schedule.  And I say my start time is………………… ……………    ……………..        …………………..now! 


Alright adios folks I’ll be back on later; hopefully with a little more time on my hands.


New stuff:  Be sure to check out the newest Muse CD, as well as the following link: http://site.wcbo.org/content/index_en.html 


Totally awesome.  Anyone interested in starting an American branch, please contact me =)  I’ve always said chess was the best sport. 


~LIVE LOUD!~

I am the only one to blame for this
Somehow it all ends up the same
Soaring on the wings of selfish pride
I flew too high and like Icarus I collide
With a world I try so hard to leave behind
To rid myself of all but love
To give and die

To turn away and not become
Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loved
More deeply than the oceans,
More abundant than the tears
Of a world embracing every heartache

Can I be the one to sacrifice?
Oh, grip the spear and watch the blood and the water flow

(To love You)
Take my world apart
(To need You)
I am on my knees
(To love You)
Take my world apart
(To need You)
Broken on my knees

All said and done I stand alone
Amongst remains of a life I should not own
It takes all I am to believe
In the mercy that covers me

Did you really have to die for me?
All I am for all you are
‘Cause what I need and what I believe are worlds apart

And I pray
(To love You)
Take my world apart
(To need You)
I am on my knees
(To love You)
Take my world apart
(To need You)
Broken on my knees
On my knees
(Bridge)

I look beyond the empty cross
Forgetting what my life has cost
And wipe away the crimson stains
And dull the nail that still remains
More and more I need you now,
I owe you more each passing hour
Battle between grace and pride
I gave up not so long ago
So steal my heart and take the pain,
And wash my feet and cleanse my pride
Take the selfish, take the weak,
And all the things I cannot hide
Take the beauty, take my tears
My sin-soaked heart – make it yours
Take my world all apart,
Take it now, take it now
And serve the ones that I despise
Speak the words I can’t deny
Watch the world I used to love
Fall to dust and blow away
I look beyond the empty cross
Forgetting what my life has cost
And wipe away the crimson stains
And dull the nail that still remains
Steal my heart and take the pain
Take the selfish, take the weak
And all the things I cannot hide
Take the beauty, take my tears
Take my world apart
Take my world apart
And I pray, and I pray, and I pray
Take my world apart
Worlds apart


Worlds Apart ~ Jars of Clay


 


Time to break out. There’s a world out there to save and every day I’m shown more and more… time is running out.  Anybody else getting that spooky feeling that you might actually be one of those who are “alive and remaining” at the second coming?  Oh, right.   Of course you don’t.  You’re all pre-tribbers.  Well let me assure you it’s spooky.  But a little exciting too.  I think our generation is so used to “all things continuing as they were” that we don’t even know what to make of this potential WWIII that’s occurring.  Since I was born and the Berlin wall came down, there’ve been petty little problems and fights here and there in the world, but nothing that could shake the US.  We’ve only ever known security and prosperity.  I was glancing through the news the other day and right next to the middle east articles was a smaller piece about how Russia is overtly suppressing democracy among their people, and pretty much telling the rest of the world to butt out.  Not very encouraging.  What’s more intimidating  is the fact that as bad as the political world might look, the Church of Christ is looking even worse.  With the Tidal wave ready to break, the church is sectarian, apathetic, and formal.  “Having a form of Godliness but denying the power thereof.”  As strange as this might sound in a time when, compared to the last fifty years of history, conservatives rule US government, it’s true nonetheless.  The victories in congress and the courts seem to have rocked the christian public into contented silence.  Big things are going down, folks.  As a dear old Elder in our church often used to say, “it’s time to be up-and-a-doing for our Lord.”  Grant us strength and vision, God.  Vision to see past ourselves and strength to move there.