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Name: Fatt Matt
Country: United States
State: Oregon
Birthday: 4/16/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: -JESUS CHRIST- -friends(why do people put "friends" in their interests? isn't it a given?)- -stratocasters- -hacky sack- -chuck taylors- -ohio- -music- -london- -paris- -china- -food- -singing- -computers- -lord of the rings- -final fantasy- -half-life 2- -homeworld 2- -starcraft- -star wars- -brown- -board games- -card games- -making games- -editing pictures- -drawing- -thirstborne- -coldplay- -relient k- -anberlin- -emery- -eisley- -rain- -thunderstorms- -snow- -cameras- -strategy- -freeing my imagination- -other random cool stuff-
Expertise: Procrastinating, and some other stuff which I'll add later
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
9/18/2005
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| "It's religious [conflict], but the damned fools believe in the same things!" van Damm growled. "Hell, I read the Koran last month, and it's the same as what I learned in Sunday school."
"That's true," Ryan agreed, "but so what? Catholics and Protestants both believe that Christ is the son of God, but that hasn't stopped Northern Ireland from blowing up. Safest place in the world to be Jewish. The friggin' Christians are so busy killing one another off that they don't have time to be anti-Semitic. Look, Arnie, however slight the religious differences in either place may appear to us, to them they appear big enough to kill over. That's as big as they need to be, pal."
- Tom Clancy's "The Sum of All Fears" | | |
| This past weekend was our Seattle trip. On Saturday we went sight-seeing. We took the hour-long ferry ride on the ferry in Grey's Anatomy! At 4 this morning we just got back from a concert
in Seattle. We saw Copeland touring with Switchfoot, both on their new
albums. Copeland sounded amazing once again, but compared to Switchfoot
they weren't an entertaining visually. We hung around for a while after
the concert as security was pushing everybody out, and pretty soon
Aaron, Steven and Bryan of Copeland appeared. I got their autographs and
talked with Aaron about my tat and about their music (Aaron's middle
name is Matthew!). After that, we went outside around back to the tour
buses and there was a small crowd of people gathered around a few
Switchfoot members. I waited for a while, inching closer to Jon Foreman
(he's one of my top singers/songwriters in like, ever). Everybody had
something for him to sign and a picture to take with him. I had
neither, so when he turned to me and shook my hand, and just gave him a
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| Hey! Long time no...typing.
On Friday Tory and Crystal left for Christmas break, so now it's just Suz and I. I live in a house alone with a girl! Don't tell my parents! Last week Helen Yoder from my good old West Union Mennonite church came to visit, and brought me a box of goodies from mum (thanks again).
Today Suz and I have just been taking it easy and bumming around. We've watched a few movies and I've probably played guitar more than is healthy. But don't worry, I'm taking this lazy day opportunity to counter that unhealthiness with a bag of chips and a pack of Sprees. Yes, I do exercise. I ride my to work everyday, which I'm thankful for because without that, I probably wouldn't move myself enough.
Yesterday night was our church's live nativity. My good friend Cassie was the angel for a good while, standing up on top in the cold wind. Very unexpectedly but not without gratitude, I was recruited to be a fancy wise man. We stood in the cold, talked about everything and sucked on lollipops. No, they are not suckers. The correct term is "lollipop."
I'll leave on Christmas day to head for home in Iowa, and I'll be there until I take to the air again on January 2nd.
Here are some random quotes and thoughts I've acquired over the past few weeks, some from me, some from other sources:
"So others may live." - US Coast Guard
Do great things not to show your greatness, but God's.
God doesn't always use your strengths, but your weaknesses. He knows you better than you do, anyway.
Jesus is the medicine, we're the syringe. People are afraid of the needle, the instrument, the carrier. All we do is carry Jesus to others. Plant seeds in them. That's all we have to do.
"Stay in the middle lane. Well, only in driving context. It's probably not good to do that in life." - Rusty
It's okay to fake wind, but not to break it.
"Character is tested when you're up against it." - Invincible
"Your wife left you, your best friend died, you sound like a damn country song. If you had a dog, he'd be run over by now." - The Guardian
Abortion: America's Hidden Holocaust. Wouldn't it be better for a mother to have a baby in her arms than on her conscience?
All my actions should directly or indirectly support the exchange of love. If no love is given or recieved, I'm wasting my time.
If I'm not using my mouth to proclaim God's news, and my hands to do His will, I am a useless tool to be cast aside.
god bless
matt
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We are all equal, no matter race, origin, past regrets, future tendencies or present struggles.
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| Tonight Suz and I got back from a trip to the coast. We went with Rich & Twila (and kids: Sharayah, Kyler and Braden), Esther and Rachel (from the Albany SAU) and Jill, Allison, Kayla and Tamira (some friends from the Albany church). I got a ride with "the girls" (Jill, Ally, Kayla, Tamira) and they taught me MASH, the game to find out your future. We also sang a song and spontaneoulsy jumped to another song when we found a lyrical connection. I recorded seven minutes of this nonsense.
We rented a house near Newport and had a relaxing weekend. We played lots of Moa, tried to guess hymns by the melodies, sang in english, german and spanish simultaneously, ate lots of taffy, made a bonfire on the beach and ran around in the dark playing charades, and other joyous activities. On Saturday most of us took a trip to Newport and got lots of candy. The sea lions weren't there this time :( Saturday night I stayed up late with the girls trading first kiss stories, discussing the mating rituals of chickens, making analogies with random objects to describe each other's personalities...these were all new experiences for me.
I'm still loving it here in Oregon, even if often I'm soaking wet. To raise money for the youth group to go to Convention, Tory put two jars in the sanctuary at church which people could donate to in anytime. At the end of a few months, if there is more money in one jar, he'll cut his hair very short. If there's more money in the other, he'll grow it out past 10 inches so he can donate it to Locks of Love. It's working, because the two opinions in the congregation keep donating to get what they want!
I posted pictures on photobucket. This weekend would be the album "SA november coast retreat." If you haven't gone to photobucket.com before, search for "7liquid7" when you get there, and I have some SA albums as well as other things.
quote of the day:
"What did chickens ever do?" - Tamira (referring to the fact that chickens give birth every day)
god bless
matt
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| I came home from church today and thought, "Hmmm...maybe I'll write a song." So I did. The words really hit home for me (well duh, I wrote it). There's not really a set melody (maybe there will be later) but it changes each time I sing it depending on what the musical part of my mind is thinking. It's a very mellow song, clean guitar except for a lightly distorted legato solo. Starts light strumming and builds throughout. I'm still finishing up the transitions and I'll refine the lyrics later, but this is what I've come up with in the last few hours:
there's this thing in my chest - it keeps thumping at me like it's trying to tell my something - maybe i'm just ignorant - maybe i'm distracted - but this whole breathing thing is getting harder by the minute - i don't know what i'm doing anymore - my ship just can't seem to find a shore - can you fix me? - tighten my screws or something - cuz my heart keeps falling out of it's place - what do i need to keep my heart where it belongs? - do you have enough pocket space to take my problems? - i could get you some flowers, but all i have is lint - i could write you a song, but i'm not good at that stuff - basically i have nothing to give you - except a promise - remember all those words that never made it past my mouth? - i'm gonna get out there - i'm gonna do it - i'm gonna mean it - God has enough pocket space to hold my problems - God's got the biggest pants in the world - and the biggest heart - for when mine falls out - i finally get what it's thumping about - my heart's telling me it can't do this on its own
god bless
matt
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