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Confessions (HS): December 2005
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Friday, December 23, 2005. Christmas, I Think I Found You. Other than my manager's ephiphany at work, this is the best thing I've heard all month from our friend V the K. I hope he doesn't mind me sharing, but food for thought this good has to be shared:. Will this be enough? Will they appreciate these gifts? It occurred to me to wonder whether Heavenly Father might have thought similar things when he sent his gift, His Son, to Earth. "Can I afford this? Will they appreciate this gift? I think I found you.
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Confessions (HS): August 2005
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Tuesday, August 09, 2005. And The Hero Will Drown. It's been said before. But now it's offical. If I can't destroy this thing, then I pray to God right now to take my life. If I can't be strong enough to just snap out of it, and I'm too weak to overcome even the simplest trial and temptation.then God Almighty, take my life away! As an act of mercy, take me from this world that I am no longer a threat and danger to others! I cannot do anything at all. So I am trusting you to either destroy me. Yet I got t...
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Confessions (HS): October 2005
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Friday, October 28, 2005. Get Back in the Circle. My relationship with the Heavens lately hasn’t really been as good as it should be. I feel like even though I’ve come to a strong resolve each time I still decide to submit to the darkness. And each time is an I’m so sorry , and I’m more than positive that Heavenly Father is getting weary of hearing that. The soldiers who crucified the Savior? What if one of them knew exactly what he was doing? WellI do.I do. I wish I was. He continued about the teacher l...
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A Poet In Wicker Park: April 2006
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A Poet In Wicker Park. A literary blog featuring work that is carefully woven together to form an itricate and complex plot. Find the story. Welcome to my Wicker Park. Wednesday, April 12, 2006. A New Land, a refuge of saftey. Dry the rivers that run deel endlessly. Children run with tides and angels. Who pick them up as they soar away. When the sun begins to set and the night comes. I sit upon a snow-capped mountain. And watch the time fall to my worn feet. Where pain and fear. Sunday, April 02, 2006.
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A Poet In Wicker Park: July 2005
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A Poet In Wicker Park. A literary blog featuring work that is carefully woven together to form an itricate and complex plot. Find the story. Welcome to my Wicker Park. Sunday, July 17, 2005. Please, I don't want this! I don't know what to do anymore. I'm at the end. Please, if I can't stay in the light then smite me and destroy me. I'm too weak and I'm not good enough. How am I ever going to just get rid of my Enemy? Why would He want. To save me again? For I will fail You. Posted by Alexander at 9:15 PM.
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A Poet In Wicker Park: November 2005
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A Poet In Wicker Park. A literary blog featuring work that is carefully woven together to form an itricate and complex plot. Find the story. Welcome to my Wicker Park. Wednesday, November 30, 2005. Wish I may, wish I might. Find my way through the night, Northern Light. With the hope, with the faith. Lead me all the way to where you are. Constant and true,. My North Star is you.". Greg Simpson, EFY 1997: "Joy in the Journey". There's a song that's inside of my soul. I'm awake in the infinite cold,. This ...
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A Poet In Wicker Park: February 2006
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A Poet In Wicker Park. A literary blog featuring work that is carefully woven together to form an itricate and complex plot. Find the story. Welcome to my Wicker Park. Wednesday, February 15, 2006. Cold sweaters and the wrinkles in my bed. Just staring at me. Wondering what I am doing here so. Crashing through my broken mind. All these thoughts and dreams I wish I did not have. Tasting the darkness, rolling it around in my mouth. Wondering if it tastes as good as they say. To show you how much I care.
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Confessions (HS): June 2005
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Monday, June 27, 2005. Given how complicated my life's gotten lately, I've been feeling so overwhelmed with soap opera after soap opera. Then yesterday I had to go home-teaching (where you visit families in your church's area boundaries) and I taught a lesson from this month's church magazine Ensign. So how can you even cope? We all know the answer to that one trust in the Lord. But why put your faith and hope in a man who walked the earth over 2,000 years ago? Posted by Alexander at 1:07 PM. That evenin...
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Confessions (HS): July 2005
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Saturday, July 23, 2005. I followed my heart to the memories that lie on the other side of it.and I guess I can say that I found what I was looking for all along. I lost myself (see "Poet in Wicker Park", that post is so old but I still remember how hopeless I felt when I read that bewildered cry), and by losing myself I found my memories. In a later post I will confess of these things. I know that while my past is dark, it can be a powerful testimony of the light. And that's where it will always belong.
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Confessions (HS): May 2005
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Thursday, May 19, 2005. Yesterday, my church youth group went on a hike in a bowl valley that’s just under Mount Timpanogos. I received a couple of revelations that I would like to share. When we headed back to eat a snack in the park after the hike, I was standing with Dan on a bridge. He had been remarking (with shock and surprise, I might add) that the river’s level was a lot higher than he had previously predicted. This would not be the first time that I receive a prompting from the Holy Ghost that t...