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Diamond In The Rough.

I have always thought of our ministry like digging through the Mud, metaphorically speaking.

We are doing so in order to try and find the Diamonds we know are hidden in there.

When one is found much rejoicing is had. Our hearts skip as if they were in love. Our demeanor improves, and the joy of our work is hightened.

I found a diamond recently. He is younger than me, and i met him through a job I used to have.
A close friend of mine also works there, so we would both talk to him about the deep things of scripture.

Notice I said the 'deep things'. This guy is bright, smart, and when we would explain scripture to him, things would just make sense to him. I remember once he told me that with one scripture i seemed to be able to overturn mounds of contrary evidence.

It felt good.

Until, During the process of cutting and cleaning the Diamond, a flaw was discovered.

Suddenly what we said didn't matter, and offended him. He started putting words in my mouth and accusing me of saying things i did not.

All in the name of science.

While he trusted us with scripture, he would not trust us with science. Would not even give us a chance to back up our claims that evolution wasn't fact.

All I can really hope is that Jehovah will be able to fix the flaw with time, because he really was a diamond in the rough.

And more so because I miss him, He was a friend, and now he likely doesn't even want to speak to me.

Fortunately for me, I have a Decon in a pentacostal church that I met recently, who seeks first biblical truth.

So onward the march goes.

And yes I did say i wasn't going to use this blog for anything but the Random threats project.
I take it back.

Random Threats.

If any of you noticed I wrote the words "Random Threats" in the title section of the Paper that had the song list on the "Strange Place" CDs.

Well, That is what I have decide to Title this Project.
So from here on out it shall be referred to as such. :)

But If any of you are in expectation of the next theme, You will have to wait no longer, for today is the 1st.

Now, I know I haven't sent out the Arson CD's yet, but I should get them out this week, hopefully.
Life has a way of delaying things sometimes.

Well, On to the theme.

We have already burnt something. Something the law says we cannot burn.
So, now the law is after us.
They know we did it, and they know where we are, they are on their way to our house as we speak.

Our only option?
Run.

"Resisting Arrest"

That's right, As I said, these will be in progression. The cops are after us and the songs we pick to inspire us to get away might just save our lives.

These are not only songs of being chased. They can be if you wish, but also songs that we might hear if we had to actually exert physical force to keep from being subdued.

Songs that would give us that extra push to do what is necessary. Full of energy, and Inspiration.

So get to it! And prepare yourself, because the next 2 themes are likely going to be a bit more difficult to pick for.......

Growing Up.

I have never considered Myself as An Adult.
I do consider myself responsible, and more mature than a lot of my peers, especially people of similar age who are in the world.
But I saw a news story on the Today Show, recently that talked about a theory that the technology of today's world, which connects us to the rest of the world more than ever, might actually be slowing down the maturing of this generation.

I Find it kind of Ironic that the ability to reach anyone anywhere would actually slow down how fast we grow up. Yet I agree whole heartedly with this theory.

I have always thought that I had more difficulty growing up than the previous generation. Because my childhood involved vegging in front of the TV/Computer/Videogames, instead of learning to do work around the house, take care of the family, and provide for myself and others.



It seems to only make sense that technology is the cause of this. My parents had no TV when they were little. They had no cel-phones, or Internet, or any of the myriad of distractions we have now.

I remember once my dad telling me about how him and his brother used to Listen to "The Shadow" on the radio. One night their parents went out and left them at home, and told them not to listen to it, because they always got worked up and afraid when they listened to it, and my grandparents didn't want them doing something they wouldn't do with mom and dad around.

Somehow they set the couch on fire in their panic to protect themselves from that weeks villain.....


Yet even though they got so immensely absorbed in this radio show as a child, they only had one thing to be absorbed in. Growing Up I couldn't choose what to be absorbed in because there were too many options. And sometimes responsibility was one of the options I didn't choose.

That being said, when I finally Realized, years ago, that what my mother had being trying to teach me about the bible all my life was true; I finally started to learn what it means to grow up.

Only because of Jehovah's guidance to stay away from the distractions of this world did I ever learn what it means to be a man, instead of a boy..

Sometimes though I feel like I am behind. I see some of my friends who are just as young as I physically, going to international conventions in Poland, Giving Public Talks, Going up the 'Congregational Ladder' so fast that they will likely be elders before they get back from Poland....

All hyperbole aside, though, I realize I have only had coming up on 5 years of Baptized Service under my belt, while they have many many more. Even so I have the Urge to be right there beside them, and it stinks to not yet have the ability to be so.

Sometimes It makes me want to defenestrate my computer.

Stupid Technology, giving us more ability than ever in history, yet limiting us from what is important.

(Defenestrate is my Favorite Word Ever, By The Way.)

Also, It seems odd that a lot of people on here have started Calling me "Dusty".
Not that I have a problem with it, but My whole life, the only people who called me Dusty are people who have known me since I was little. My mother even tells me that she when she named me, she thought "We can call him Dusty when he is Little, and Dustin when he grows up."
So to have people I have never met outside the internet call me Dusty just seems odd...

But continue to call me whatever you want, because deep down I really don't care. :)

For Everyone.

I know the post has got kinda pushed down the page, but don't forget to pick your songs for the new "Resisting Arrest" theme.

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These Lyrics are dedicated to anyone who reads them.

"I like you" by Morrissey.

Something in you caused me to take a new tact with you.
You were going through something I had just about scraped through.

Why do you think I let you get away With the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you? It's so shameful of me.
I like you.

No one I ever knew or have spoken to resembles you.
This is good or bad, all depending on my general mood.

Why do you think I let you get away with all the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you? It's so shameful of me.
I like you.

Magistrates who spend their lives hiding their mistakes;
They look at you and I, and Envy makes them cry.
Envy makes them cry.

Forces of containment; They shove their fat faces into mine.
You and I just smile, because we're thinking the same lines.

Why do you think I let you get away with all the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you? It's so shameful of me.
I like you.

You're not right in the head, and nor am I, and this why...
You're not right in the head, and nor am I, and this why..

This is why I like you.
I like you.
I like you.

Confusion.....

Is it stupid for me to want something I most likely cannot have? 
If I do nothing, I will never know.
Yet, if I do something I may end up being considered a fool and looked down upon...
Either outcome is.....
Unpleasant.