I am mutable

It has been a ridiculously long time since I posted.

I have decided that some of the "big issues" are not really the things we need to be focused on.

Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful;
it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;
it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right.
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends

God so loved the world

I have denied the faith

But if anyone does not provide for his relatives and especially for members of his household, he has denied the faith and is worse than the unbeliever. 1 tim 5:8

I believe that the Lord provides. I have seen and recieved miraculous examples of his provision in my life. Right now I am not providing and it makes for a difficult life.

The rich rules over the poor,and the borrower is the slave of the lender. prov 22:7

This is why I can not provide. I no longer work for my household, but for lenders.
The good lord willing this period will only last a few more years but the struggle is great and the stress mounts.

The reality of this verse is very clear, in that when under the rulership of lenders it is easy to loose focus on the true Provider.

Lord I affirm my faith in You as you clothe the flowers and feed the birds how much more so do you love me so I will seek you first and be content.

Grace and Peace, Mister MDH

X rockstar

I have been roaming about the my space universe seeing all the connections to my X rockstardom. Kinda makes me feel a little nostalgic but as I was tellin the martian this evening when we played a packed edgefest in 94 problably one of the musical highlights it still doesn't compare to hearin the boy say papa's home.

I enjoyed rockin and nothing compares to it but their are things better.

but i see that for some of the folks that I hung out with perseverance has paid off for them in some ways.

But I am happy to be an X rockstar.

Confession part 1

I feel like Lot sitting at the City's Gate
Yet knowing his fate I still sit and wait

Were that I was Abraham under the Oaks

Lured by the City's lites and sounds and sights
I no longer enjoy heavenly starry nights

Were that I was Jacob wrestling til the morn

Turn in your keys

Another failure in my life has been finalized. I turned in the keys to the taekwondo school where I was teaching hopeing to take over when the Grand Master retired. My debt burden was to high for me to take the pay cut required to work there and now I am back in the kitchen and hardly at home. I had realy hoped i would be able to do the taekwondo thing. It would have been nice to work towards building something of my own now I slave away so some distant ceo can afford jet feul and and the credit card racket. The only was to advance in the kitchen is to live in the kitchen. So I and my sweet family pay the price of my sin in assuming on the future. Though this job was an answer to prayers it might not be the end of the line.

Grace and Peace, Mark