He comes from the north as golden splendor...

it is one-thirty in the morning. this day that passed took with it opportunity. for about a week now i have neglected my love. not only have i shunned his words but i have forsaken our conversations. sure, ive prayed, off hand remarks about how i desire this and that. all for ruin i say. i was coaxed into doing this i suppose. many nights i have battled myself. do i go ahead and do my quiet time, giving God my last moments or do i start anew this next day? do i give him my first fruits starting tomorrow, or my last fruits starting today. my neglect is unexcusable yet human, isnt it? im supposed to do this, arent i? im supposed to be irresponsible and callous, selfish and vain. i didnt know what to read or scan so i typed "daily devotional" into google. the returned Our Dail Bread...march 8th WEIGHT LOSS. the opening story tells us of Alexander the Great's army. how they won war after war, time after time. soon they became weighed down by the many riches obtained from defeated foes. this led to a near defeat of alexanders world. he ordered they burn all they had collected and so they did. it was later said that "It was as if wings had been given to them—they walked lightly again." the treasures they held, had been given them nearly destroyed them. in the same way the devo continues, relating this history lesson with biblical truth. rather than carry pounds of gold, our Lord insists we put on the Armor of God(ephesians)! and in hebrews that we cast off every weight, that which weighs us down. this is small. this is quiet. this could be huge. this could be loud. will i let it? do i want it?

tomorrow donovan, daniel, david and (d)adam are going to the HE IS LEGEND, PROJECT 86 show. i love projects older stuff and some new...then there ie H.I.L. thrilled beyond words, if their live show carries half the intensity of that little disc i will scream like there is no tomorrow.

right now i am intrigued by broken streets and shattered windows.

here is a picture i tirelessly scratched about a week ago. or two. its me with one and a half arms. i dont like drawing hands/arms so i gave up before i got to it. its a self portrait i guess.

work is work is work. its now 1:46
hopefully endeavor will go on tour sooner than later.
now i rest. the morning comes quickly and i must not miss it!
adam