Here is a run down of my birthday this year....pretty much as it happened. :)
I am actually going to start the night before around 7pm.
So I am actually scheduled to get a tat from our local ink artist Edie, she is awesome at what she does. A recent good friend asks to tag along so I say yes. I get to my appointment at 7 but am asked to return half an hour later. So I go with my friend David and hang out in his room just shooting the breeze. 7:30pm rolls around and we to back and I spend the next 3 hours getting new ink.
Here it is.
So around two hours into this, David says he has to make a phone call and then disappears for quite awhile. I think he just got tired and went home, but no, after awhile he shows back up.
Once the tat is complete, I thank Edie then me and David leave, me to my room and him to his. When I get to my room it is dark as my roommate is asleep since he has to get up at 5am for kitchen duty while I took the day off for my birthday. I get ready in the dark and hit the sack.
I sleep until 8:30am when my dad calls to wish me a happy birthday but I don't answer since I'm half asleep. I crawl down from my tiny "loft" and notice on my desk is a present and a card. I think right away my roommate did this and get happy. I'm just about to text him thanks when I think I should wait till I read the card. So I go get breakfast (since it's Friday breakfast is sausage gravy, buttermilk biscuits, and fried eggs) when I get back to my room I settle in before my computer and open the usual windows such as FB, emails, ect. Then I open the card to find out it's from DAVID!!!!! THAT SNEAK!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! Turns out when he when to make a phone call he really went to Target and got me a birthday present and a birthday card! :D The present was a pair of running underwear that prevents chaffing and something he knew I needed. What a great brother in Christ he is!!!!
So I spend time on FB thanking people for the incoming b-day wishes, so much love on FaceBook that day it was truly wonderful (the awesome birthday wishes came until late that night). Then I go downstairs for lunch and as I am grabbing a grilled cheese another good friend Carriane came into the lunch room with some birthday cupcakes and everyone sang "happy birthday"to me!!! Sweet!
I go outside with a cupcake and grilled cheese and flute so I could jam while I wait for some other friends to join me for some praise and worship.
After awhile no one shows up so I wander inside and find them all there in out of the heat hahahaha so we jam a bit of praise and worship....loved it.
Afterwards I go back to my room and jump online for awhile and then me and a really good friend Micah go to Byrons where he treats me to a triple cheeseburger with bacon and fries with cheesy sauce. YUMMERS!!!!!!!
We then watch chow down and then head downstairs where another good friend Scott C sets up in the Garden room so we can watch some Monty Python.
This is Micah
This is Scott C
About 8PM I head upstairs cause Aracely B had asked me to play keyboards for praise and worship but after a few minutes it is painfully obvious that my skills have rusted way worse than I had thought. So I am leaving (very embarressed btw) when Rosalie asks me to play bass instead of her, at first I say no but then give it a try and long story short I am playing bass tomorrow for church service. YAY!!!!!!! (sorry, no picture for this part)
Going back to my room I see my roommate is asleep (he had to be up like 4am or something crazy like that for a side job) so I quietly jumped online for an hour and continued to thank people for birthday wishes and then I posted a last thank you for the night and went to bed so very happy after the best birthday I have ever had....ever.
Oh, I had great phone (yes, me who hates talking on the phone) conversations with Dodie, Dad and of course mom. Melissa did not send me an email or call....I can't believe she forgot me.... and even though I got a birthday wish from Santos (brother-in-law) I got nothing from my sister Christen. *sigh*. Well, besides those two really hurtful things I sincerely had the best birthday I have ever, ever had.
God is soooooo good....always!!!
Thank you Abba for another year you have blessed me with, thank you Yeshua for my salvation and for forgiving me of ALL my sins but especially for the gift of forgiving others for hurting me (I could never do this without you Yeshua) and Holy Spirit for guiding me, loving me, and always speaking truth and nothing but truth to me no matter what.
I will always serve God not matter what. Amen.
Thanks for taking time to read my birthday blog, God bless you and keep you.
Kenneth
So here it is on a Sunday morning about 2AM. I should be in bed but I am sleepily protesting having to be in bed by 9pm Mon thru Fri. Heh.
I am yawning and what not but that's OK.
In the past I have posted blogs and entries and such while I was tired like this and while it may not amuse anyone else at the very least I was amused later as I re-read my writing. Whew that was one very long run on sentence.
What to talk about.........hmmmmm.......There is always Micah Miller. He's a pretty cool dude. Good friend and makes me laugh constantly. There is David T a new friend who I had a great talk with the night before last. He is one of the most beautifully spirit sensitive guys I have had the pleasure to meet. There is also Carrianne who is funny, awesome and very honestly direct in all her conversation. I really like her. My roommate and fellow kitchen worker is also very awesome and though we sometimes get on each others nerves I can't imagine working or living with anyone else right now. I had to leave him nameless though as he doesn't like his name "out there". Don't blame him though.
The past couple of days have been pretty cool although I did NOT run this past week. Today I bought a pair of running shoes so I am now pretty stoked about running on Tuesday. Break them in and all of that. I need to buy a pair of black running shorts from Unique on Monday as all prices are half off so a pair of shorts that would be four bucks will only be two! Yippee!
I'm not sure how far I will try to run but my running days are Tue, Wed, Thur, and Sat. So I may run 5 miles, 4 miles, 5 miles, 10 miles (or 12....wow, I MUST be tired).
I should go lie down in bed, have a nice talk with God, then sleep in His loving arms....I really love doing that.
I should also call my dad soon. Talked with my mom today and she sent me some b-day money early so I could have a great weekend and then will send me more on my actual b-day (this month on the 19th) so I can have a great weekend then as well. Awesome! My mommy loves me!
This should about wrap up my mostly asleep blog for now so I can hit the sack as they like to say and not I do not know who they are but I do know that they talk a lot. Heh.
Because it is so late and I am really super tired I am going to include a random picture with my blog today! Lucky you the reader.....hahahahahahahahaha...who am I kidding? Nobody reads my blog!
Well...just in case....here is the random picture.
Well that's nice.
Me and a large chicken burrito....which means the burrito has chicken meat in it...not that the burrito is afraid of something....although it could be afraid of me....after all I'm all checking it out, licking my chops and stuff....I would be afraid or "chicken" too! So in conclusion it is a chicken burrito in every sense of the word.....s....... yeah...we'll go with that.
So now I am really off to bed....hmmmmmm....tired....off.......should I go there?
Nah.
Lucky you.....again.
Nighty night!
So for what it's worth, here is my only memory for last years Cornerstone Festival 2012.
My first and last Cornerstone Festival.
Since I had never been to a CF I had no preconceived ideas on what to
expect. Me and other first timers (all of us on the home crew back at
JPUSA) arrived at the train station and picked up by Timothy Kleinert and then taken to the festival.
As we rode around Tim pointed out the different places we would be
working (I worked the night shift in the coffee house in the main tent)
and where we would sleep. I can remember thinking that this place was
HUGE. So many tents with food and laughter and worship and biblical
teachings/preachings and tears. Volleyball, people joy riding golf
carts, music everywhere all kinds of music!
My days were
filled with endless wandering around and people watching (lots of
wonderful and interesting characters at CF's), eating delicious food,
refreshing my spirit in the prayer tent and the all day bible teachings,
dancing with joy while bands such as Glenn Kaiser, Ami Alison Moss, SkotandRachel Shaw, Soil and Sun, Laruen Mann, Aracely Bock, The Crossing, and many other shared their gifts with us.
Did I mention that I worked the coffee house? Which meant I got to
enjoy and soak in all that wonderful music at night while preparing
endless amounts of Tai coffees, mochas, lattes, mint teas (lots of
coffee for me too lol).
I made some wonderful new friends at
the festival and have even more amazing conversations and sharings with
brothers and sisters of like faith.
After the festival was
done, I stayed behind to help clean and sort through the aftermath as
people slowly and mostly with regret packed and returned home with only
memories of their last every CF.
It was truly bitter sweet as I
tried to etch many details into my mind as I could. Finally the last
day of clean up was there and after a meal of homemade ribs cooked by
Andrea Spicer, of which ribs I still dream about till this day, a few of
us got into Glenn's van and we slowly made our way back home.
Thank you for my one and only memory Cornerstone Festival, it is one that I will always cherish and hold close in my heart
First of all I want to say that I know it can be pretty agravating when people who blog or post status updates on social media sights are always complaining about one thing or another. I get it. I really don't like reading what people's latest gripes are either.
On the other hand not everything is always sunshine and roses, even when your a Christian or sometimes especially when your a Christian.
So today is going to be a "vent" day for me because I am sad and tired and lonely.
I have a hard time making and keeping friends and as my ex once pointed out I have a bad habit of shutting people out of my life if I even THINK they are going to hurt me. It also does not help that I don't have any family I can really, truly count on or know that they truly love me. The only way I can put this in prospective is to try and figure this out as I write.
I will go down the list of family and give what I feel and to the best of my knowledge what is going on. Here goes.
Dad - I don't remember anything but a couple of instances now and then from when I was a child (granted this could be just my really bad memory though). We had a strained relationship for all my childhood, teen years and....well pretty much my whole life. He loves me because he feels he has to as I am his oldest son. When my life is on track then I am ok in his eyes and he is happy with a phone call once every six months or so as long as they are short. When I mess up in life though I am a "worthless person, who will never amount to anything and will never change." On his list of priorities I am low, under Dodie, Christen, Kamryn, God, Alyssa, Sara, Derek, Evan, Melissa, Gary, (maybe I am here...somewhere)
Mom - Don't remember to much as but just like dad could be due to bad memory. She loves me no matter what but loves me when I am meeting her standards of acceptable behavior (this blog would not fall under that catagory). Unlike my dad she has been there for me when I really need her and she has been a source of love and strength in my life. We have had many ugly, ugly fights and just a couple of months ago I made a promise to God to never be ugly in word or deed to my mom again. She really does not understand how bad it hurts me when I give her things because I want to bless her and she either gives them away or returns them to me without caring. On her list of priorities I am pretty high like as in Melissa, me, sisters (my aunts), brothers (my uncles), grandkids.
Melissa - She loves me because I am her brother and we have been through a lot together. She never understood how much it hurt to give her Christmas presents and never get one from her just to watch her open many, many presents from her husband, kids, parents, me, ect. She has her family, I have no one. On her list of priorities I fall pretty low as well. I think it's kids, husband, job, sports, parents, cousins (such as Avedona), me.....
Donnie - We get along ok for being I was a horrible step-brother.
Jonathan - He can't stand me but wont tell me why.
Christen - She loves me cause I am her half brother, otherwise has nothing to do with me for the most part.
So I have four siblings which means I have three nieces and one nephew (one more nephew to arrive in September) two nieces and the one nephew are from Melissa and the other niece with a nephew on the way is from Christen. Donnie doesn't want kids and Jonathan is gay. I have never been asked to stand up at any of the weddings or be part of the celebration other than an invitation that the neighbor would get. Christen had all her siblings but me in her wedding. Having three nieces and two nephews you would think I would be asked to be a Godparent at least once but I have not been asked.
As of this date, I have one friend Micah who really is a good friend. Other than that I don't have any friends who keep in touch with me.
So I don't have any friends really and no family who really want anything to do with me.
I have God though. If it were not for God I would have killed myself a very long time ago. I know I tried four different times in my life times and obviously was not successful.
Well, that's enough whining for now, sorry to have taken up your time with the pouting and self-pity.
Next blog with be more up beat I promise.
