Monday, February 05, 2007

sitting back and enjoying the vizzle.

you know... this has been a big week. well, two weeks really. god glorifying! and at the same time... i would say self discovering. i've really been thinking through my life and what i'm doing with it. and i came to the conclusion that i wasn't living life.

of course, to some extent. this makes no sense. you may say, "of course you were living life! krames, that makes no sense, eh!" but, when i say live life i don't mean breathing and blinking. i mean it in the most important senses of the word. what is life? let's take this down to the fundamental core! what is life? life is one gigantic worship service! am i right? or, at least, that's what it should be; though, that's not what we make out of it. the purpose of life is to glorify and make the greater of god through our time on this earth. what does that entail?... until two saturday's ago... i don't think i could have told you. there is the first and foremost answer, "complete glorification of god." that is understood and hopefully basic in meaning completely unattainable in reality. i agree with that, but how is that done? some say by doing good works and accrediting them to god and blessing him for the ability. that's a good way to glorify god. some say by reading his word constantly and religiously (literally), and taking in all that the lord has to say, and turning from the sin you have addressed. that's good too, that's incredible and awesome! but one thing that i never really hear often was that of... i guess i could put it as strife. i mean, that's life as we know it. im not saying that it's something that should be striven for, but i am saying that it's something that should be embraced. because god uses it to do great things.

this isnt to say that i never hear about it. that's not true at all. i hear many times of "enjoying the process of hard work" and "embracing trials". and maybe, it's in it's rightful place in my leaders and friends hearts. but, it wasn't in mine. i didn't find joy in my trials and i sure wasn't enjoying the process of hard work. i'm sure most of the people who read this (if anyone does anymore) have the same problem. i came to the conclusion on saturday that i finally know what that means for me to live life for god. i was very confused about it, though, so many things were going through my mind it wasn't funny. after many talks and much thought and meditation. i came to the conclusion that... i am not who i want to be on this earth. i am a person who runs and cries from trials. i am a person who, regardless the benefits and glorification, will always take the easy road. always. it's not a debate, really, it's a fact.

i want to leave a legacy on this earth. not selfishly or self pleasing. but, i want it to glorify god, and i want it to be true! something like "kramer went in-through not around". i chose that sentence because that's what's been on my heart. i've always known i was destined to do missions work. i've always had a heart for it, since i can remember. i want to deal with the down-trodden and struggling, both physically and spiritually. people who have nothing to their name but the clothes on their back and the children on their floor weeping from hunger pains or HIV. and not even just those that are that extremely suffering. the people i have been associating myself lately are those who are struggling because they think they have to carry this burden of life by themselves, the lonely. people who have ugly secrets and ugly masks to cover them up. i've been chatting with anyone i can lately. with the immoral, and the disbelieving. the self proclaiming and the bruised in the gutter; and a lot of these people do or have done drugs. but, you know what?... those are the kind of people we should be with. the local church has a major, major part to play in the "christian's" life, for sure! but we are to be associating ourselves with those that have no hope for themselves. and those that think that they don't count for this reason or that. isnt that what jesus did? he saved prostitutes! he walked through, not around samaria... and that's life to me. people are always taking this one verse in the wrong way, you know the one that goes, "god judges those outside. purge the evil person from among you." (rom. 5:13) i think people take that completely out of context! he's saying purge those who are falsely calling themselves christians from you! i could think of no greater life than dedicating your life to those who have none. and in turn glorifying god. i feel so honored that god has put this desire in my heart. you know... to get in to heaven, it isn't about what you've done. but you have a role on this earth. and what you do does affect everything and everyone around you. this life is interactive not passive! and just to sit back and enjoy the view is completely selfish! and i am ashamed that that has defined my life for 15 years. i've made up my mind to live! not to watch and not to just support. but to really live this life that god has given to us! and for me, ironically, that means being with those who aren't living. (figuratively speaking)

i also had an amazing talk with my dad about... everything imaginable, (at this great restaurant in redmond called "matt's" try it! i know you'll love it! *fake smile*) but we talked a lot about the importance of hard work. this is not a subject that i am all too familiar with. because of the fact that i turn from it when it is presented to me. but, i feel very convicted now to try my hardest in everything so that i can praise god through it. i wanna be familiar with that feeling you get after a long days work in the yard, with callouses on your hands and sweat on your brow, with contentment in your heart, and responsibility on your mind. i long for that feeling for the first time. it's amazing! but, keep praying for me! i long for each one of your prayers. thank you brothers and sisters for being the channel of my thoughts tonight. amen.


oh, and here's a little somethin extra comin your way! a stroll down memory lane. im in the back with the black hat and ridiculously big sunglasses.

Friday, November 03, 2006

BLOG

it's been awhile. two things i need to share. for reason of importance, or non-importance i should say, i'm going to start with two. two... for some reason i posted my last post twice, sorry about that (if anyone ever checks this blog anymore anyway). one... school is bleedin flyin! its rocketeering man! it's goin pretty fast, and im happy to say that i am starting to meet some pretty awesome individs. so, just for you guys who knew i was having troubles in this... category... be at ease oh child of God. so, i just thought that i would post a quick or not so quick poem, and maybe just the music that ive been listening to lately again. i dunno, it sounds like fun to me, eh? ok, so for sake of consistency, let's do the second one first. the shtuff that i have been listening to lately:

- joni mitchell - blue
- tom waits - the early years: vol II
- paul simon - paul simon
- paul simon - graceland
- my morning jacket - z
- my morning jacket - it still moves
- the long winters - ultimatum ep
- elliot smith - from a basement on the hill
- yo la tengo - i am not afraid of you and i will beat you
- devendra banhart - rejoicing in the hands
- caetano veloso - the best of caetano veloso

and there are others... but thats the brunt of the storm... ok, so poem time!! fun fun!



this crazy scene


he sells and buys, he's not living, dying
he only makes enough to pay his demons
if you asked him he would say he has his reasons
his arms are cold and his heart is freezing

his dad just died from cancer of the lungs
he spent too many days taking drags
and too few days acting like his dad
his last words were. "you were all i had."

life gets sticky sometimes around the middle
sometimes things are not as they seem
he spends most his day scratching and blowing steam
his mind is rotting and his eyes tend to bleed

this thing is so cheap and it is so troublesome
no matter where you put it, life gets tougher
life starts to fall away and your face gets uglier
at three times the kick and three times the suffer



i watched a movie on meth the other day, and i wrote this during the movie. its not my best. but it kinda just expresses my thoughts and feelings. its really horrifying! the power of meth, and it's popularity. its disgusting. later y'all.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Music Choice

Just as a blog idea, I decided to list off the music that has been influencing my writing and music style lately. Also, just my favorites as of late. (Not in any partic order)

- Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing in the Hands
- Feist - Open Season
- The Kings of Convenience - Riot on an Empty Street
- Danielson - Ships
- Tyler James - An EP
- Beirut - Gulag Orkestar
- Animal Collective - Feels
- Chad VanGaalen - Infiniheart
- Derek Webb - Mockingbird
- Andrew Osenga - After the Garden
- Flotation Toy Warning - Bluffer's Guide to the Flight Deck
- The Innocence Mission - Small Planes
- Sufjan Stevens - Greetings From Michigan
- Teitur - Poetry and Aeroplanes

Music Choice

Just as a blog idea, I decided to list off the music that has been influencing my writing and music style lately. Also, just my favorites as of late. (Not in any partic order)

- Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing in the Hands
- Feist - Open Season
- The Kings of Convenience - Riot on an Empty Street
- Danielson - Ships
- Tyler James - An EP
- Beirut - Gulag Orkestar
- Animal Collective - Feels
- Chad VanGaalen - Infiniheart
- Derek Webb - Mockingbird
- Andrew Osenga - After the Garden
- Flotation Toy Warning - Bluffer's Guide to the Flight Deck
- The Innocence Mission - Small Planes
- Sufjan Stevens - Greetings From Michigan
- Teitur - Poetry and Aeroplanes

Friday, August 11, 2006

Winter Chills

Winter Chills

The Chills are dead cold against my spine
I feel the icy hand of winter across my face
The frost covers the once gold meadows and the lofty pines
The white wonderland always stops me dead in my place
This scape is too beautiful for my words, but not for my time

The winter snow holds my black white heart
Just looking at it shows my Lord's amazing love
And once glance can tell any fool that God inspires art
The snow might spawn from the clouds, but it comes from above
It takes men days to realize beauty, just because it isn't displayed in charts
I can say one thing, watching my Father's brush, I can't get enough


That is just a random poem to fill space. I've been missing the snow and cold weather lovin' lately, so, I thought I would post it. It had been too long anyway.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Yet Another Poem

So, I'm thinking about turning this whole blog into a... "sanctuary" for my poems. But this is one that I like a lot, it's called "Smokey".


Smokey

I am the ever unfaithful
I am the jealous begger
I am the forsaken conscience
I am the not- so graceful

Smoke rises from my tears
Sinful reasons perhaps
Any different would abolish all my fears
It won't change until I divinely collapse

I give my heart to the convenience of man
I sell my blood to the evil intent
I kill to make a name for myself
And I feed off breaking others plans

Don't trust a man like me
Pride clouds my judgement
Smokey is the man who isn't blind but can't see
But I'll still waste my time with this tangent

I can't trust that which I cannot see
I won't support that which doesn't profit me
I will not be the victim of something life saving
I'll be glad to sail and sink my own ship

I won't sign up for anything faith related
I won't help others that have more than me
I won't agree that I was lovingly created
And I don't think that there is a saving king

So to put it all simply
Considering all my beliefs
If you ask my to follow you
I will follow You blindly

Friday, July 14, 2006

Long Time No Postage?

All right, so I admit that I have been anything but faithful to keep up my blog. And I must apologize to only one person for this horrible travesty, and that is Tony, for he is such a faithful warrior. But the only thing I could think about doing for a blog would be a poem. And so, I was thinking about which poem I should post, or if I should do more than one or whatever... And I came to the decision that I would use this one. It's called "I Default Every Morning To A Dull Heart". I got this from Sean, and I thought it had a certain... poetic beauty to it. It just sounds like it belongs in a song, which I am currently working on. But this poem is about how basically every single morning we wake up tired spiritually, and we are not prepared to fight the daily trials, and our mind is not in the spiritual mode; whether that would be submissive, teachable, but especially its out dull love of God every morning (Or at least mine). Even though we might be tired, sin is never sleeping, and it is never tired. So, I thought that I would just do a quickwrite about this. Here it is.


I Default Every Morning To A Dull Heart

Obnoxious yelps and screams
The only sound that wakes me in the daybreak
My morning consists of head bang and faith shake
My love for the Almighty in the early hours...
Has nothing to do with enthusiasm or glee
The headline for this morning, "Everyone, Take A Look At Me"

For you see,
I default every morning to a dull heart
My faith is breeched by the sin that creeps
And my love is shattered into shards of glass
All I need is a few hours, just a few, to get the juices flowing
To get the air circulating and the motor going
To make my love for You shine like the heavens burst open with stars
To get my discipline stronger than a rock and rougher than sand
To make my example as tasty and sweet as a lemonade stand

My love for You in the morning is a shame and a disgrace
But Your love never sleeps, and neither does your grace
Nor does sin and its evil band of followers
They don't even give you time to take a shower
Prepare my heart for my biggest trials, the ones that wake early
The ones that wake me, and make me feel selfish and dirty
Give me the strength to wake up to Your beautiful frangrance Lord
The one that filled the temples and the one plays the chords

Your grace can sustain me, and your love can contain me
I pray now Lord that my heart would be ready for the sin in the morning
Let me be submissive, and give me the humility to hand it all to You
So that You can make my paths straight for the payments that are due
Let my prayer be as a flower among the thorns
Bang the drums and sound the horns
I will continue with you on this that you have led me, this journey
And surely my heart will be solid and my love will gleaming...
For the next tempting morning.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

My Baptism Wrap-up

I'm not going to go into how sorry I feel that I haven't blogged in a long time, just know that I am sorry for the totally unrighteous... unblogging.

But I was just planning on going over my baptism speech, because when I was up ther in front of the congregation... it was kinda just a blur, so. There are many things that I wanted to share that I forgot two weeks ago, so here it is. (Oh, and keep in mind that during the baptism, I didnt actually read my paper, so it'll sound totally new... most likely.)

I was born into a Christian home, it was a pretty respectful and a very fun house to live in. And I had always pretended that I was saved, mostly up until the 5th grade, because this is when I left Grace Academy for public school. And about this time, I was NOT pretending to be a Christian, well, at school I wasn’t. I was swearing left and right, up and down, and I don’t think that I once even thought of changing my ways, because it was too much fun to say everything my lips wanted to say and to do everything I wanted to do. I was missing a lot of school, I was faking sicknesses all the time. And this continued like for about a year, until finally my sin was revealed, and I had nothing to hide anymore, and I knew that I couldn’t just keep on going, I had had enough, I was just crying and praying all that night, mainly because I felt heart broken for betraying the God who created me and loves me to this day. God rescued me big time. That’s about the time when I got saved and dedicated my life to Christ and submitted my heart to His will, about the age of 12. I still struggle with those things today though of course, a lot of the time to the point of tears, it’s a battle daily to keep my eyes on things that are pure and of the Lord, but the Lord is faithful to keep me straight and focused. And that never ceases to blow me away! But, so these last couple of years, the years in which I have been in God’s service, I have not been faithful to spread the word, or to keep my brothers and sisters in Christ accountable. And I know that I haven’t set a Christ-like example. But I think that since I have joined my small group, the Wentling-Martin group, I have been a lot more dedicated to spending time in the Word, and I have been challenged to share the gospel more. I have been growing so much under the teaching of Sean, and the leadership of Curtis and Jesse. I just wanted to say that I love you guys, and I don’t think that I can ever thank my God enough for some of things that you have done in my life. And the reason that I'm being baptized tonight is because it IS a commandment of God, that all believers and followers of Christ Jesus be baptized, and so that I can have accountability among the church body, that is something that will most definately keep me in line.

But, before I end this tonight, I would like to go into greater detail of those people that have been crucial in my spiritual growth. First of all, the person that challenges me daily and has been my constant listener and giver of advice, and that is Rebecca Giordano. Becs, God has used me in so many ways, its not even funny. When I have troubles, and I take them to you, you are ready and listening with the Bible in your hand telling me what I should do or how I should act based on scritpure, and that quality is hard to find in a firl (woman) of your age. I love you Becs, you're the best sister I have ever had!!! My brother Tony, the great... keeper in line. (?) He is always there to keep me in check and make sure that I am doing whats right by God's standards. Love ya man!! My mom, That says it all right there! If any of you know my mom, you know that she has the biggest heart for serving, its amazing have her as a mom, she sets such an example, love you mom. and then then there is: Dave Z, Dave G, and Nathaniel Lugg, you guys are the absolute coolest people of all time!!!

Baptism

Hear the thumps,

My heart beats.

It matches the goose bumps,

And the cold nervous feet.

What will they think?

When they hear what I’ve done.

My sins displayed in red,

As bright as the sun.

But I need not fear,

Or tremble or cry.

Because I’m in the arms,

Of my Lord of mercy and light.

My God my God,

Why hast thou accepted me?

This bag of hate and lust.

Weak in heart and faith of frailty.

But who am I to question,

Your perfect will?

In which the love You have shown me,

The love You show me still.

And now Abba tonight,

Just one more prayer!

Give me the words to speak,

And the experiences to share.

And let my brothers,

Learn from my sin.

That they might not

Have the same hate within.

Prepare my heart O’ Lord!

For the coming of Christ.

Because I will not be home,

Until I bathe in Your light.