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A Quick Update

I can’t give you all the details, mostly because I don’t have all the details, but the situation has changed with Project Letters to Lauren Faust.  I didn’t send Jayson Thiessen an email today, but that’s because it looks like some new, more promising leads are opening up and I don’t want to use up my lifeline just yet.  Please keep praying that God will work in this situation and that I’ll be able to deliver those letters soon.  I’m actually really excited about this right now, especially knowing that the end may be in sight, but we haven’t reached the end just yet.  I’ll keep you posted, and I promise that unless Lauren reads the letters tomorrow, I’ll post something more interesting.  Thanks for your prayers and your patience, friends.  You’re the best.

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A Quick Prayer Request

Thursdays are always obscenely busy for me, so I don’t usually have time to post anything of significance, but tonight I wanted to ask you guys to pray for me.  Two months ago, I launched Letters to Lauren Faust, a project aiming to deliver letters from grateful bronies to Lauren thanking her for her work on MLP:FiM, to a far more expansive response than I was expecting.  Tomorrow morning, I will be emailing Friendship is Magic’s Assistant Director, Jayson Thiessen, to ask for his help in delivering these letters to Ms. Faust, and I would greatly appreciate your prayers that God would make my words effective and bring about success in this endeavor.  This is my last and best chance at a successful delivery of the 145 letters that I’ve collected, so I’m a little nervous, but I know that it’s now or never.  I’ll update you on the situation as soon as I can, and thank you in advance for your prayers.

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Goodbye, Culby 12

“Mandatory floor meeting” is a phrase that doesn’t often bring to mind fond memories of good times and cherished moments, so I wasn’t really expecting much more than a laundry list of checkout procedures from R.A. Jake when I sat down in the lounge for the floor meeting tonight.  After he finished reading off all of the pertinent paperwork information, however, Jake did something that I didn’t expect.  He asked everyone who wasn’t coming back to school the next semester to raise their hands.  Our resident senior, Andrew, raised his, as did our soon-to-be-married man Phil, and I followed suit.  Jake handed us each a gift (I got a stuffed dog, a cap gun, and a Hot Wheels ’73 Falcon – yeah, these guys know me pretty well), then had us stand up on the coffee table, fondly referred to as “the altar” so that some of the other men of the floor could pray over each of us.  My amazing roommate Dan prayed for me, and as I stood there with the others on the altar, surrounded by the loving arms of my brothers and listening to Dan lift me up before the Lord, it began to sink in for me how much I’m going to miss this place, these people, when I leave.  I’ve only been here for a year and the men of Culby 12 already feel like another family to me, and even though I’ll be glad to return to my brothers and sisters and parents and friends at home, it’s still going to hurt to say goodbye to Moody and to Culby 12.  This year has been one of the most difficult, interesting, inspiring, eye-opening, exciting, wonderful years of my life, and I owe so much of that to these guys, my floormates and my friends.  Thanks for opening your lives to this freshman and making my first year at school such an amazing experience, Culby 12.  I’ll miss you, and I hope I can come back soon.

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Intercession

Romans 8:34 is one of the most comforting verses in the Bible.  Every time I read that Jesus is in God’s presence interceding for me, I can’t help but smile and be grateful that the only One with the power to condemn is instead representing me in the throne room.  As Christians, we love to know that God cares about our prayers, that Jesus is interceding for us, that the Holy Spirit prays for us with groans that words can’t express.  Those are some of our favorite platitudes, because they remind us that God is listening, that He wants to hear what we have to say.

But what about what everyone else has to say?  Have you ever stepped away from your list of personal prayer requests and realized that, all around the world, millions of your brothers and sisters are crying out to God as well?  Have you ever thought about how much God cares for their prayers, too?  Jesus isn’t just in heaven to represent you.  The Spirit’s groans aren’t just for you.  We often pray that God will break our hearts for what breaks His, and we usually mean that we want God to give us a warm, fuzzy, bittersweet empathy for the poor starving children in Africa, but what if we really thought about what we’re saying?  What if we realized that God’s heart breaks for your friend whose parents are going through an ugly divorce, or for your classmate who doesn’t have the money to pay for his rent next month, or for the pastor whose congregation is falling apart and who doesn’t know what to do, or for the persecuted brother who is locked away in prison and despised for his faith?  Would we be willing to spend a little less time praying for our own worries and a little more time interceding for theirs?  Would we be compelled to care about the lives of those around us like God cares about them?  May our hearts be aligned with God’s in such a way that we truly weep with those who are weeping, rejoice with those who are rejoicing, and pray with those who are begging God to move in their lives.  He is deeply moved by what weighs heavily on their hearts.  Are you?

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Song of the Week: “Rediscover You” by Starfield

Today was a day of prayer on the Moody campus.  We gathered in the morning for two hours of corporate prayer, then the regularly scheduled 11:00 classes met and devoted the entire hour to praying together, and after lunch bro-sis floors came together in different locations around the school to worship together.  The change in atmosphere was palpable as we all stepped away from our normal daily routines and focused completely and heavily on God, and I noticed something as soon as the first morning session began.  I was uncomfortable.  I was fidgety, unfocused, and I felt like a fake if I tried to sing and pray like everyone else.  Somehow, in the most spiritually charged environment I’ve encountered in a long time, I felt out of place.  At that moment I realized a harsh truth, one I didn’t want to admit but simply couldn’t ignore.  Despite studying the Bible at a Bible institute, my passion for God is weaker than it’s been in years.  I’ve thrown all of my energy and devotion into other things, easing my conscience by making little efforts to make my relationship with God a higher priority.  Today He reminded me that He doesn’t want to be a higher priority.  He doesn’t want to be number one on my list of top ten passions, He wants to be my only passion.  He wants to pervade every area of my life and bring it under His dominion.  And, faced with my selfishness in blinding contrast against His unrestrained love and absolute worthiness, I realized that by stealing the focus of my life for myself, I was running headlong toward meaninglessness, and that the only life worth living is one lived for the glory of my Creator.  I made this song, “Rediscover You” by Starfield, my prayer, asking God to take away the things that steal my love away from Him and help me regain my passion for the Lover of my soul.

I need to just admit
My faith is paper thin
I’m feeling so burned out on religion
I say an empty prayer
I sing a tired song
I need to just admit
That the passion’s gone
And I want to get it back

You told me
Look for you, and I will find
So I’m here
Like I’m searching for the first time
Revive me, Jesus
Make this cold heart start to move
Help me rediscover You

I want to learn to pray
The way that David prayed
I want my soul to burn
When I hear Your name
I want to feel like new
I want to hunger for You
Bring me back to life like only You can do
‘Cause I don’t want to stay the same

CHORUS

Lord, I want to be Yours today
I want to know the passion of the saints
And how they were changed

I want to burn for You
Bring me back to life
Jesus, help me rediscover You

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A Prayer Request

Every other summer or so, the Moody Men’s Collegiate Choir embarks on an overseas summer tour.  This year, we planned to perform in various churches throughout the Egypt and Jordan area of the Middle East, but recent events have cast doubt on whether or not our plans will actually be possible.  We here at Moody have been dousing this issue in prayer since it started, and we’ve been praying for the tour even before there was trouble in Egypt, but I want to ask all of you, my friends and family in Christ, if you will join us in asking God to provide His mercy and grace in the Middle East and amongst the men of our choir.

There are two ways that you can pray.  The first is to pray for a safe resolution to the conflict in Egypt.  Pray that the fighting will end, lives will be spared, and stability will be restored to a volatile political situation.  Secondly, please pray that God will provide financially for the men of the choir, myself in particular.  We each have to raise over $2,000 in order to participate in the summer tour, and I know that many of us are behind on our fundraising.  These are difficult economic times, so please support us with your prayers, asking God to provide the resources that we need to make the tour happen.

Thank you for your help, and may God bless you,

Tim

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Song of the Week: “Break Even” by The Script

Sometimes you pick a song of the week.  Other times your long time friend and floormate at college comes into your room and says, “Hey, I’ve got a song of the week for you.”  This week was a little bit of both.  I’m not sure I would’ve thought to pick this song on my own.  I’ve heard it on the radio a couple of times, and I remember thinking about how poetic the lyrics are and how catchy the music is, but it wasn’t until Ben Laur suggested that I share a few thoughts about it on my blog that I realized what a great idea that was.  I’m not really a fan of heartbreak songs, but “Break Even” manages to be more than a run-of-the-mill, she-broke-up-with-me ditty.  The artistic lyrics work with the music to really capture an emotion and make you not only hear it but see it and feel it, which is a rare and refreshing thing.  A lot of the lines are clever, too, like the title line, “when a heart breaks it don’t break even”, which is a great play on words, or the profound “They say bad things happen for a reason, but no wise words are gonna stop the bleedin'”.  But perhaps the most interesting part (and likely the most controversial) is the line “Still alive but I’m barely breathin’, just prayed to a god that I don’t believe in.”  At first glance this line seemed very negative, like a breakup caused this guy to stop believing God.  But then Ben mentioned something interesting: what if this guy didn’t believe in God in the first place?  Why is he praying, even when he knows he doesn’t believe?  What is it about tragedy that makes the human soul want to cry out to a higher power for help, even if they wouldn’t give God a second thought on a good day?  And how must it feel to have hardship hit you out of nowhere and have no one, no Savior and Comforter, to turn to?  So “Break Even” isn’t just a breakup song.  It’s a look into the heart of a man who is imprisoned by his sorrow and looking for a way out – and it brings up some interesting insights to think about.

Here’s the link: Break Even

And here are the lyrics:

I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing,
Just prayed to a god that I don’t believe in,
‘Coz I got time while she got freedom,
‘Coz when a heart breaks
no it don’t break even.

Her best days will be some of my worst,
She finally met a man that’s gonna put her first,
While I’m wide awake, she’s no trouble sleeping,
‘Coz when a heart breaks
no it don’t break even, even no.

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you
What am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up and you’re ok
I’m falling to pieces
I’m falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
‘Coz she’s moved on while I’m still grieving
And when a heart breaks
no it don’t break even, even no.

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you
What am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up and you’re ok
I’m falling to pieces, yeah
I’m falling to pieces, yeah
I’m falling to pieces
(One still in love
while the other one’s leaving)
I’m falling to pieces,
(Cuz when a heart breaks
no it don’t break even)

You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain,
You took your suitcase, I took the blame.
Now I’m tryna make sense of what little remains, oh.
‘Coz you left me with no love, with no love to my name.

I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing,
Just prayed to a god that I don’t believe in,
‘Coz I got time while she got freedom,
‘Coz when a heart breaks
no it don’t break, no it don’t
break, no it don’t break even no.

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you
What am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up and you’re ok
I’m falling to pieces, yeah
I’m falling to pieces, yeah
I’m falling to pieces,
(One still in love
while the other one’s leaving)
I’m falling to pieces,
(Cuz when a heart breaks
no it don’t break even)

Oh, it don’t break even, no
Oh, it don’t break even, no
Oh, It don’t break even, no

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