People

I am always fascinated by people. I have spoken with many friends, for I am not the only one with this fascination, about people and we've landed on the idea that people are unpredictable. I know there is a science of humanity and that psychologically people can be very well know according to experience and personality types but generally we have such strong wills that we can do unpredictable things.
I've just written a short essay for school and I feel like sharing it. Many justified disclaimers come to mind about the lack of quality but I dislike when others roll theirs out so I'll refrain.

A few may have come and gone but four were steadfast. We sat around a small round table amid the business of the day. Some had been eating, some passing from the pool back to their rooms and others searched for someone else in the hotel. Amid the movement and sound, my four-sum sat and talked. Only myself and Amanda, the friend sitting to my right, had known each other long at all. Kyle and Austin, our new friends, we had met just the day before. Here though we were not strangers, we discussed our thoughts on many topics the unacquainted would feel uncomfortable sharing about. We spoke of our lives, loves, beliefs, issues and values. I have seen that many care for such conversations but fear the vulnerability required. Our conversation reached this point quickly near its start when Kyle pensively asked a simple question. I can picture him now sitting across from me, leaning back, starring off to his right and frowning behind his beard.

"What do you want to be remembered as?"

Many might have blown off the question or made a joke of it but Kyle had judged his audience well. We each set on the question with eager openness and careful intent. Slowly we went around our table, each genuinely produced our answers and so we were bound close. These eyes with whom I shared my heart were understanding, welcoming to my heart and happy to hear what I might say. I found myself learning truths of myself along with the party.

Our cheerful exchange continued through many topics and without pause. In laughter we ardently spoke of literature, morality, personal habits, music and whatever caught our fancy. I may never know how long we all sat together but I do know this was only the start of something. We spent a week together and the comradeship grew as the time lapsed. Kyle and Austin were my fast friends and I was sorry to see them go but I knew I had not seen the last of them.

Many people come and go but there are those who will stay, though far away, and those who will help you know yourself. People take years to know but today I know that brothers can be made in a matter of days.

March (A Prelude To Spring)

So Sleeping At Last has done it again. Not only is their "March EP" wonderful but who should be featured but Jon Foreman himself? Craziness. He sure seems to show up a lot in my life, particularly (and expectedly) in the music in my life. Sleeping At Last was one of the only bands I have loved that had no affiliation to Switchfoot... until now! Really it just makes me laugh.
Today was a beautiful day. I went for a bike ride and it wasn't until I was on the way home that I realized the extent of the chill of the piercing wind. It is still very cold.

I can not wait to hear this.

Amazing Things

So some time ago I was introduced to a website called Noise Trade. It's a wonderful free-trade site where artists upload their music and you can download it and tip them if you care to. My brother had posted on facebook linking to free music from this site. It was legal, uploaded by the artists themselves, and the album cover was pleasant and intriguing to me. I downloaded the album "Storyboard" by Sleeping At Last that day and at the time had no idea what sort of impact it would have. Since I have bought much more of their music and am enjoying every moment of it. They're sound is so true, beautiful and skillful. Lyrically challenging, vocally captivating and musically enveloping. I can relate so much with what's being communicated and the tracks have led me through many days.
Now they still have music on Noise Trade and I greatly encourage you to download it. I mean come on, who doesn't like free music? It's six of what I consider to be some of their best work yet and I can't wait for you to hear it, just click the artwork.

Thank you, Facebook.

This is just what I need!

So direct, informative and spiritual!

The end of the beginning

So this is where I am, the final semester of high school! It's such a funny place in life, like, even as a nutty homeschooler I still have felt the hierarchy of the classes and now I'm technically at the top. Woohoo. This semester is going to be fun, being at home with my family, studying, reading, playing music, watching Psych, going to fantastic conferences and just enjoying life like we're all meant to. This semester I hope to see every sunset and glory in the absolute power of my Maker.
Today is the best day because it's all you have, make it what you can. Today is the beginning of my sunset marathon. I need to acquire a camera to capture the really brilliant ones.

So music is a big part of my life and I lead worship a lot when I can but I rarely listen to worship music on my own. Today though I have been working on my old worship playlist and it's pretty cool, these songs are pretty nice. I found My Savior My God by Aaron Shust on an old WOW disc I found a few minutes ago and it's still a really good song. Woot.

[I almost started this paragraph with 'So' but noticed the first two did so I changed it.]
According to plan and speculation I'll be moving to Texas in 114 days. That's actually pretty simultaneously exciting and daunting, as many things are. [Break Me Down by Tenth Avenue North is playing, go listen to it!] I'm looking forward to getting to America and starting my life there and being sneaky and acting like I totally know what's going on in the American scene. I'll enjoy Christian radio, wide roads, driving, understanding words, (though missing the meaning) my awesomely wonderful friends there, siblings the lack of sketchy bill boards, general cleanness and just the spiritual intake. On the other hand saying goodbye to Europe is going to be so strange. I mean, Slovakia is my home of all the homes I know. Leaving Europe, the cobblestone streets, the accent dirtiness, the old downtowns, trains, public transit, friends scattered everywhere, gratify, right-angled curbs, two story houses, snow, my family, my room, travel and Kofola, best soft drink of all time.

I am content in this though, that every one has their time, you were my age once and I will be yours or perhaps I have been yours and you will be mine. We all have our time and we live our lives where we are, bloom where we're planted and dance where our feet hit the ground. Here I'll live and there I shall as well. If I let Him, God will make me an explosion of love and passion for Him and His people that will sweep from one place to the next. God's ready for everything and I am His, here I stand by His side, we're ready for the world.