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Sunday, September 12, 2004

Good times...

Today I went to my first Sunday service since I've been back! It was actually pretty good, lots of beloved faces missing, but still good. One of the elders spoke and actually had alot of Father Heart stuff to say along with the usual waring against demons and hurricanes, which some believe have demons...I'm clueless on that one. My church is a cool non-denominational charismatic holy ghost, demon casting out holiness movement church which is coming more and more around to the Father Heart movement. But we lost alot of members lately, no clue why which is highly unsual for me in my church. Lots of people pulled me aside asking for prophecy and prayer, which is highly embarrasing to me when I'm with a bunch of friends and people pick me out of a crowd as super spiritual(which I am not anymore so then the people I was with!). Some of the ushers were getting nervous when they heard me prophecing over people but when they recongnized me they were kool. So many people didn't recognize me, its not like I got plastics done or anything! I ended up sitting in front of my X's little sister then hanging out with her older sister, which is like totally trippy for me. Thankfully there is not near as much drama in my church as there used to be, everyone either got str8 or left. They church is down to like 700 members now, Eek!


After church was cool, I hung out with my old crew from just before I came to SoM. We went to a bar and played pool and had a few drinks. Later on my youth pastor showed up and showed off his pool skillz. Then Marty and I went ot go give blood, at his GF's extremely forceful prompting. After I got a finger prick they asked if I had a tatto in the last 12 months so then I couldn't give bloood since I had, the dude then shouted out "oh, he has AIDs so he can't give blood" There went all the eligable ladies in the house. but then just said he was playing, he was kool. Left my sis with some friends to see a movie and rode home with my friend Kevin who has a really nice hooked up car, body kit, racing interior, aftermarket performance parts, super kool sound system, and super kool redesigned interior. We got sized a bunch of times on the way home(people revved there engines at us)!

4 ComMents:

  • Justin babe. What the hell is up wit you? Just because you've gone all homie G again doesn't mean you can't blog right? What's going on in your life these dayz? Miss ya!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 12:54 PM  

  • oh, the usual...

    By Blogger Euangelion, at 12:32 PM  

  • oh ya, I'm NOT HOMMIE G, yuk! I can't believe you just labeled me that Sarah!

    By Blogger Euangelion, at 12:35 PM  

  • Hee hee. If the shoe fits...
    Homie G or not...you still ROCK to me. I'm sure you're in your prime now, hangin' out wit your friends. Thinkin' you all cool. Enough of this commenting...I'm just going to email you.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1:27 AM  

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