Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 28
Sign: Virgo
City: GRAND RAPIDS
State: MICHIGAN
Country: US
Signup Date: 5/7/2006
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
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Current mood:Furious with satan
Category: Life
As a blood bought Intercessor in the Body of Christ it is my CALLING to be acutly aware of the temperature and the temperament of the Body (of Christ) as well as current tactics and waves of influence the enemy is trying to assault the people of God with. With a heightened awareness, I then take that insight and lay before God until I see change manifest in the sphere we live in called Earth.
There is nothing new under the sun (Ecc. 1:9) and the same ol' tricks the enemy used against Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John he is still using today. However, as of late, I see the enemy increasingly using the tactic I'll call Wolvery.
You know all about. Little Red Riding Hood could testify best. Here she was traveling down the winding path with her red hood bopping up and down as she skipped her way to Grandmother's house. Carrying a picnic basket full of goodies she was filled with anticipation at seeing someone who loved her so. After all, isn't Grandma's house always the safest place to retreat? Arriving at the house Little Red notices Grandma is still laying in bed. "It's 3:00 in the afternoon. Why is Grandma still in bed," she thinks. As she pulls back the covers to give Grandma a kiss she is deathly-startled by a gnarling wolf with blood dripping from its mouth and wearing Grandma's robe. Needless to say, Little Red Riding Hood never made it back home.
And so it is in the KINGDOM right now as I speak. The enemy has dispatched personnel to sit right among the children of God with an intent to watch and prey. While you are PRAYing they are PREYing. They carry Bibles (often with more highlighted scriptures than yours). They have the best shout. All their 'Amen's' are calculated and they are very patient. A wolf will watch you for months to learn the pattern of the prey and when there is a weak moment, thats when they pounce.
A wolf in sheeps clothing is often a very ugly-hearted person because their motive is to take at the expense of others. They will take your money, your body, your anointing, and cause you to forfeit your relationship with the Father thinking that you're in relationship with one of his sheep.
Anytime someone new enters your life pray for discernment regarding their motives. If they have a rap-sheet for wolvery don't hover it over their heads (because God can deliver), but let it be a red-flag until you discover otherwise.
The Church is a place of refuge, but it's also a hospital. People come for all types of reasons. Unfortunatly, everyone who says "Grace and Peace" does not have your best interest at heart. I know you see the white wool and the meek attitude and the humble spirit, but allow the Holy Ghost to allow you to discern the matted canine fur underneath it all. The beautiful thing about God is He does not leave us ignorant. What happens is we become emotionally intoxicated and we begin to view life with an inebriated perspective. We hear the gnarles of the wolf, but brush it off and sayy the sheep was having a bad day. We see the glistening teeth of the wolf, but we say the sheep hasn't been to the dentist in a while. Making excuse after excuse when our gut is advising us what predicament we have landed in. Had Little Red taken the time to simply smell her surroundings she would have noticed Grandma's house smells awfully different. Because she failed to do so, it cost her her life.
So I ask, what are you sacrificing today? Usually the wolves have nothing to lose, but everything to gain and at your expense. You? You lose your: 1. Anointing and therefore the people you were SUPPOSED to reach fall between the cracks. Souls are now lost as well and who will be held accountable for that??
2. You lose your Relationship [with God]. That kindling fire you once had with the Lord dwindles down to a mere night-light where you constantly feel locked out of His presence.
3. You lose your Identity. Christ brings definition to your life, but now the wolf begins to define your thoughts and you WILL start to act accordingly.
4. You lose Trust in people. Once you finally get free (Lord willing) it is extremely difficult to trust people again because a golden-tongued wolf wrapped in angelic clothing deceived you.
Here is my prayer:
FATHER, IN THE NAME OF JESUS.....I THANK YOU FOR INSIGHT TODAY. I THANK YOU THAT YOU DONT LEAVE US IGNORANT TO THE ENEMIES TACTICS AND DEVICES. TODAY, GOD, WE LIFT UP YOUR BODY OF BELIEVERS. I PRAY FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BECOME VICTIMS OF DECEPTION, DECEIT, AND WOLVERY AT THE HANDS OF THE ENEMY. I PRAY THAT YOU ALLOW THEM TO UNMASK THE ENEMY; AS PAINFUL AS IT MAY BE TO DISCOVER TRUTH AND RISK LOSING THE RELATIONSHIP, I PRAY YOU SHOW THEM IT WILL BE THEIR LIVE'S SALVATION. WHATEVER EMOTIONAL, FINANCIAL, PHYSICAL, OR SEXUAL VOID THE WOLF HAS FILLED, I PRAY THAT YOU FILL THAT VOID...AND WITH HOLY GHOST BOLDNESS I NOW PLEAD THE BLOOD OF JESUS AGAINST EVERY WOLF-LIKE DEMONIC SPIRIT SENT TO DISRUPT, DISCOURAGE, DISTRACT, AND DISECT YOUR PEOPLE LEAVING THEM IN PIECES YOU DIDN'T ORDER THEIR LIFE TO BE IN. YOUR BLOOD, GOD, PREVAILS, AND THERE IS STILL POWER IN YOUR NAME! AT THE VERY WHISPER OF YOUR NAME DEMONS TREMBLE. SO I CALL YOUR NAME TODAY, JESUS, AND I PRAY THAT YOU WOULD EXPOSE EVERY WOLF IN OUR LIFE. SNATCH THE WOOL OFF THE WOLVES AND GIVE US SUPERNATURAL INSIGHT IN THE SPIRIT REALM FOR THE ATTACKS AGAINST OUR SOULS. WE EVEN LIFT UP THE WOLF, GOD, WHO OFTEN DOESN'T KNOW THEY ARE BEING USED BY satan. I PRAY GOD YOU WOULD BRING THEM REVELATION AND TRUE SALVATION BEFORE ITS EVERLASTING TOO LATE. I PRAY THESE THINGS IN THE MIGHTY, MATCHLESS NAME OF JESUS CHRIST. AMEN.
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
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Category: Life
Distractions come in many forms, shapes, voices, sounds, and smells. Their aim is to entice some part of your being with a sole purpose of throwing you off track from your present course. Join me, as I share with you briefly what God showed me some time ago about Distractions and had to remind me about recently:
It wasn't until I attended college that I really learned how to drive. If any of you have ever driven up North during a snow storm, you know exaclty what I'm talking about. One wintry evening I was heading back north to Ferris State, crawling up U.S. 131 on a seemingly invisible hiighway. You know those kinds of snow storms where you have to depend solely on the tailights of the vehicle in front of you to give you some sense of where the road is (hoping they get it right)? Well, it was that kind of night! Frustrated and low-key terrified by all the snowflakes that seemed to violently smash into the windshield I found myself so overwhelmed that I began to get off course. One small white flake after another created a hypnotic atmosphere of white confusion. However, I noticed, that when I glanced out the driver's window to my left it looked nothing like it did when I looked head on. Everything was moving slow and it was as clear as day.
Here is what God showed me: This is exactly how it is in the Kingdom. Often when trials begin to bang on the windshield of life we become easily DISTRACTED; focusing on whats coming our way versus where we are going. What God showed me while driving was I had to look beyond the windshield and up the road to where I was going in order to gain a new perspective.
Looking out the drivers window was not where my focus should have been. Though it provided me a clearer view for the MOMENT, it would certainly lead me to a ditch. The World appears to be living carefree, and having a blast, but the end result of the debauchery is destruction--so don't let it be a distraction.
The enemy (satan for those who don't know him) brings distractions to cause you to step away from purpose and latch on to a fruitless adventure to no where. My prayer is that God allow you to see the distractions from afar. I pray that God help us unmask the enemy in rapid time. The enemy doesnt come with a red one-piece outfit with a tail. No, he comes with Beyonce hips and Rihanna lips......he comes with Denzel's walk and LL's 6-pack. He comes on the internet (at 1am when you're alone and everyone else is in bed). He comes while you're in H&R Block and you know you only have one child and he's tempting you to claim two. Distractions come when pop-ups you didnt request hit your computer screen. Distractions come when a booster is walking around the mall offering you 1/2 off on the shoes you wanted to get someone for Christmas anyways. Un huh...He comes bringing distractions during the holidays by presenting loneliness to the unmarried and providing a rendezvous if they so desire.....THATS how distractions work and before you know it.....you're out in the middle of no-man's land and ur Kingdom garments are in some old Pawn Shop because you sold yourself out!
I found myself being distracted recently. The enemy made sure that I heard JUST what I wanted to hear, I felt JUST how I wanted to feel, and I believed JUST what he wanted me to believe. I found myself floating away on cloud 9 until I quickly realized my feet were leaving the ground and I had to put a halt to some things. Now that I have violently regained my footing I want to encourage you to keep yours.
Be encouraged people of God....someone is depending on you to make it.
-Smith
Isaiah 26:3 Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee.
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Monday, May 26, 2008
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Current mood:  silly
Category: Blogging
We all got pet peeves whether we call them that or something else. Here are a few of mine...some less serious than others, but nevertheless stuff that has the POTENTIAL to drive me bonkers. I confess now to being partially cookoo:
1. People crunching on hard candy. I.e. peppermints, jolly ranchers, etc....I mean..Why? You cant just suck it down like the rest of us? I know one girl who will literally hold a large bag of starlight mints and EAT....no, MANGLE them like popcorn, popping in one after another.....that sounds makes my teeth itch.
2. Fake people. Self explanatory.
3. Flip Flops in winter. Why? We know u got a pedicure.
4. People driving in overdrive for no reason. Why?
5. When people perpetuate myths & urban legends w/o taking the time out to research for themselves. I.e. someone once told me they 'heard' if you have a heavy key chain(s) attached to ur car keys while its in the ignition, it could mess up your transmission. HUH?
6. Irrational thinkers. Someone made someone I know remove their purse from the dash of the car because they said if they got into an accident their purse would fly one direction and their body would fly another and the police wont be able to identify you.....who said?
7. When people beat around the bush. A waiter came and asked if we were done w/our "receipts" aka tip slips. He claims he wanted to know so he could start cleaning off the table....No, u wanna know how much money we left you. And thats exactly what I told him.
8. When people order off the dollar menu..just like that: "I'd like the dollar fry and a dollar drink" Just sounding BROKE! LOL...Try: "I'll take a value fry and a small drink." Call it what they call it on the menu to keep your business your business!
9. "Reply All" on emails: Please dont respond to one person, but reply to 50 other people. I dont need to read, "Thanks Sylvia for your email." Just send it back to Sylvia for goodness sakes!
10. The unoffical boss: If your job title is the same as mine dont try to tell me what to do like yours says supervisor or manager. You can give me advice, but keep your tone pleasant.
11. Stop putting your crinkled, old and dingy dollar bill in a tithe envelope. The envelope cost more than the offering. And while I do not discourage giving the dollar--I dont think u need an envelope for that. EVERYTHING doesnt have to be on record.
12. Peek-a-boo on altar: If you have fallen out at the altar, but u have energy and are cohearrant enough to peek out the side of your eye to see if we're looking at you--you're done here....the Lord has done his work and I need you to start heading back to your seat.
13. Halter tops at church and anything showing Clevage, Ohio at church.
14. Making box macaronni and trying to make it like homemade...there is no need to BAKE that in my book.
15. When people leave stuff like a plate full of chicken w/flour that they were too lazy to finish cooking just sitting OUT in the fridge. HUH?
16. When the waiter says, "Do you need change back?" Partner, I gave you a twenty....my bill was only eight dollars!
17. When people try to slight-match their clothes. We know that your red dollar store sandals w/the flower on top does NOT go with your fuschia pink tank top--we see you.
18. When big people always try to act like they're not hungry or don't eat that much. Again, we can see you. I knew someone who said they didnt eat red or orange popsickles.....THEY ALL TASTE THE SAME.....but by the end of the day they kept saying, "pass me a pop sickle." Same person said they didnt eat chicken thighs, but tore a whole in the KFC box of chicken; wrestling for the last THIGH!
19. Sleep Rules: I have door issues. I need all doors that I can see from my bedroom CLOSED...including extra bedroom(s) and closets. I also need my bed atleast semi-made up and those pillows fluffed. Also, please dont sleep in my bed cause I get an attitude going to sleep smelling someone else.
20. Small Print: Big sign says "Save 75% today only" so you do a U-turn and run into the store only to find out in 2pt font they wrote "up to" Save up to 75% today only"
21. Shirts tucked in w/large bellies.....why draw more attention? And where is your belt? And speaking of belts....ladies....if you're gonna wear a belt...it needs to be seen in the back as well.
22. Body odor....no need for it! There is soft soap and water even at McDonalds bathroom and Macy's has mad test bottles.....if we smell you....you know you smell yourself.
23. When people model walk in the public.....i.e. the mall. Stop it... this is not a Chanel runway....why are you stomping down the food court?
24. People who always say they can't pick u up or make events because of their lack of gas or their vehicle needs maintainance. You had enough gas when you wanted a big mac! And if you can go 50mph on the beltline you can surely go 65mph on the xway.
25. When people squeeeze into smallest spots...i.e. THIS is a loveseat--developed for two persons...why oh why art tho attempting to squeeze yourself on this loveseat....grab a chunk of that carpet.
26. OH here is a good one: McDonalds---Now the filet o fish already comes w/a half slice of cheese...so if I order extra cheese at 20 cents a slice..how much total cheese should my sandwich have? Anyone who took elementary math knows 1/2 +1 = 1 1/2 -- well McDonalds will only give you a whole slice of cheese if u order extra cheese...WHERE is my 1/2 of slice that was complimentary. Either give me my 1/2 slice or only chaarge me 10 cents dog gone it! LOL...Now, I'm fed up!
27. Telling stories: When your giving a narrative.....tell me what I need to know thats relevant to todays point. When you start off a story saying "It all started when I was 7 years old" and your 42 now....I'm already tuning you out. You really expect me to listen to 35 years of chaos thats occurred since then? Not gonna do it! LOL..
28. Panhandlers: We've all been down and out. I've not had a dollar to my name...but the panhandlers are getting down right bold. I went to Chicken Coop a few days ago and a man was EATING at the counter..even had hot sauce on his food. He looked over at me and said, "let me have a dollar man." i said, "Excuse me?!" You're eating already...u give ME a dollar.
Once my cousin encountered a panhandler who only wanted a mere quarter...she, in jest, said "Oh, I love quarters, you're gonna give me a quarter?" He asked again and she again said the same thing, this time w/more delight as if she was getting a quarter. Fed up, the panhandler said, "Hun, I dont think you get it....I'M begging" LOL as he bicycled away; quarterless.
29. When people's feet drag onthe ground when wearing sandals. You dont feel that? You dont see that your feet are literally turning gray and blistered. Here's my advice: Just once size bigger. Maybe even a half. It'll save you some embarassment and make your nail techs job a whole lot easier.
30. Lastly, when people think you're upset when your not. Being misunderstood period! Especially when they keep asking, "Whats wrong? Whats wrong? Are you mad? Are you ok?" If u keep ASKING me then yea, I'm going to get ticked off, but I'm fine....Can I have a quiet moment. Give me 3 feet for a second.
These are just a few of mine......well, thirty of em.....Funny how when you start thinking about them stuff just unravels...LOL....
I'm out.
-Smith
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Monday, May 26, 2008
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Current mood:  aggravated
Category: Life
I gotta talk about it. People have left me no other choice.
From time to time we see Amber Alert's notifying us of a missing child in our area. Why haven't I seen the Amber Alert for Loyalty because she has been missing for quite some time.
Now called me an old fashioned sap, but what happened to those times when a (wo)man's word was their bond? What happend to 'Because I said it..I'm gonna keep my word?' What happened to because I love you ENOUGH and RESPECT you enough and APPRECIATE who you are to me that I'm gonna do what I said I would do to the best of my ability? I mean, is that too much to ask; to ask YOU to do what YOU said YOU would do. Afterall, I didn't bring it up--YOU did. You're to blame!
Being a Communication major I am really adament about the communication process. Being a forgiving person I am really adament about looking past and getting over being 'played.' People, if you cant do what you originally set out to do--thats OKAY--things change, life changes, and for goodness sakes, your entitled to change your mind, BUT here is where I become perturbed....it's when you dont COMMUNICATE that change. You can't call and say plans changed? You can't text to say you changed your mind? The wonderful world of technology has made it possible to be reached/contacted almost instantly even if one is across the world, trust me, I've done it! Communicate that you can't do what you said you'd do. It's easier then to keep confusion at bay.
Non-Communication simply says you dont give a rats-crack about me and you dont respect me or my time that I had set aside to do what you said we'd do when I wrote you in my planner last week. So now, I've told 3 and 4 people I'm booked and can't meet them, help them, go with them because WE had plans. Be mindful of what you're SAYING even when you're not verbally SAYING it. Ask yourself, "What are my actions saying?"
And I'm done.
-Smith
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Monday, May 12, 2008
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Current mood:  awake
Category: Travel and Places
Ok...It's 1:57 am -- I'm awake when I shouldnt be (thank u Mr. jet lag) and I'm HUNGRY. I'm sitting here dreaming about going to Fridays, Tony Ramo's, or back to Outback as soon as I wake up.....I had intended on going back out yesterday and take the subway to get dinner, but I put myself in a trick-bag once I got to the hotel and took off my shoes...it was a wrap, which meant I went dinnerless. I fell asleep and didnt wake up til about midnight....anyhow, it's cool, I have some snacks. Anyhow....Im proud of myself for being courageous enough to tackle these subway systems and addresses....as I indicated before, shopping and getting around here is no joke, but its fun if ur in the mood for that type of thing...the whole getting lost on purpose adventure can be an interesting rush...to just not care...when was the last time u just didnt care whether u got lost or not?
I am, however, learning to navigate this crazy city--Regarding the addresses.....I cant just go to a business at 1222 Madison SE...You will find like a shoe store on the second floor of the amway grand plaza an the only addx u have is: Harajuku 3-2-24 which means its in the 3rd chome (section of that district), block 2, and the 24th building in that block...thats how u search......Speaking of shoes...I went to several yesterday and saw the most creative and I-must-have-those type shoes (think pointed toe to the extreme...even curled-toe shoes, but mixed w/gym shoe features (thicker sole and laces)....A pointy toe casual gym shoe...Ha! They were sweet..Pictures to come...Anyhow...why are they not in my hotel room w/me as I type this email? Why? They only go up to size 9 in the brands that i was wanting...I need 9.5---Japanese have small feet and THEY DONT PLAY ABOUT THEIR SHOES!!! Or hair, or jeans, or dresses, or bags (Louis Vuitton is getting ALL they money here....and they're REAL--none of that Mega Mall/Swap Meet type stuff).
The subway system: There are about 10 lines here...i.e. if we had ITP/Grata or whatever your public transportation system is called and 9 other bus companies...you need to know which goes where and who to connect to if the one doesnt travel to ur destination....they intertwine under ground and if u dont read the signs u will get LOST easily right in the subway..AND if u dont know what exit u want and go out the wrong one..AGAIN...u will get lost!! It's a trip, but I love the challenge of exploring when im in the mood...if im full and tired...Ill get a taxi in a minute...but anyways...im having a good time.
Yesterday I took the subway to an area called Roppongi...its a city within the City..it has its own everything....art museums, theates, restaurants, housing, etc, etc..it's kinda like the Bailey's grove of Tokyo, but on a much grander scale....It is the most un-Japanese place in Tokyo and you will find many geijing (foreigners) floating around here, which is a relief for me---most Japanese here only speak little english unless they work in business, or hotels, and poss restaurants....but just stopping someone on the street--it's a wrap. even tho they look very fly and are wearing what we'd wear in America...ur basically speaking in tongues if ur talking to them. I have been using a lot of sign language here!
Roppongi was kinda different....the restaurants were wonderful....they had a bunch of American spots like Outback, Fridays, cold Stone, and Tony Ramos, but I wasnt feeling the shopping...it was building after building and the stores were inside the buildings...so imagine walking downtown Grand Rapids and the waters building..there would be a lot of business signs outside indicating whats inside the building..so u cant shop from the street--u have to go inside. Then u walk another block and its another building, etc, etc....There were sidewalk shops, but more buildings...I'm not going all the way in the building to see something I'm likely not goign to buy..that'll get real old after a couple of those runs! They do have these eye glass shops here that can make glasses for u using ur current prescription w/no exam needed...I thought that was cool.
Later that day I shot over to Shibuya (sha-boo-ya)....its the epicenter of youth culture...what ever is hot and current you're going to find it here! It's where u can buy the forces, and jordans, and the mini skirts, and the ruffle socks the girls wear w/their boots, and the heels, and where you'll see the Mamba, the girls w/the deep fake tans and long blonde hair, and whi eye liner and are typically rocking somethign short and have tall boots or high heels...the Mamba is only a subset of the gyaru (gal) culture here....I told u they create these characters and you will know them by name....there is also a geek culture here....Think a geeky look, but ready for the run way.....they also call people who are gung-ho about Manga (basically comic books in Anime form) geeks.....I know, I know, its a lot to remember, but its exciting when u read about it...then u see it walking down the street.....
I met a nice Nigerian guy who hooked me up on the subway (I had to transfer from one line to another) he was going that way. It was very convenient.
After doing more people watching than shopping and playing papparazi in Shibuya...I jetted home to rest my feetsa....and thats when I fell asleep--which I hope to do again very soon.
Ill holla.
p.s. Keep China in prayer....they just had an earthquake...7.8 on the Ricter scale!!!! WOW!!! Their death toll is 8500 plus and they have not even reached the epicenter of the ordeal....at the epicenter there are about 100,000 citizens....Sadly, this occured during the mid afternoon when people were working/in school...a school collapsed w/900 kids in it--they have found 50 dead thus far. My thoughts: God help us to be ready when You return. Deep part is...I had looked into going to China for this trip. God knows how to order our steps!
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Sunday, May 11, 2008
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Current mood:  impressed
Category: Travel and Places
I'm typing this email as I am watching Lighthouse Full Life Center Live online...thats a wonderful tool! I'm literally watching something live thats a few blocks from my house...! Mike Essex is ripping doing praise and worship! Anyhow....
For starters.....Tokyo is NOT the easiest place to navigate, but I am getting used to it. I'm patting myself on the back more and more when I wind up in the right place...even if it takes me an hour to find it even though it was right near where I originally started at. Thank God for G.P.S. God's Positioning System. No, seriously. God has been leading me to some stuff--having me do u-turns and finding stuff like a block away. It's wonderful to have the Holy Ghost, isnt it?!
Well, its early Monday morning here....it's about 1:26am, but for you it's Sunday 12:26 pm and ur prolly shouting right about now :-( As u can see by the time I'm still a lil jet lagged. After a day of shopping, people watching, and sightseeing....I took a well-earned nap at about 7pm-ish and woke up at midnight or so...and now I'm wide awake...i'll lay down in a lil while, but before I do.....gotta let u know whats going on.
Anyone who knows me knows that fashion is one of my majors...one of my major concerns that is and Tokyo DOES NOT DISSAPOINT! Tokyo is broken into 23 wards and all of them have a character of their own. I intentionally went to Harajuku yesterday which is a couple of subway stops from my hotel. (The subway is a whole nother blog). Sundays in Harajuku is like going to an 8-hour fashion show. I will walk proudly to my grave proclaiming that Tokyoites are THE best dressed people in the world. They definitly have America beat and thats saying a lot! Shopping is an olympic sport for them and even thought most of the japanese look similar (at least to us) they distinguish themselves by deciding what kind of "character" they would like to be. For instance, Center Guy....called such since they hang around Center Gai area....typically look like blonde, spiky-haired guys with straigh fitting jeans, pointed toe shoes to die for (Pastor) or cowboy boots--they look very new york. Their equivelant is the Center Girl.....pale skin, blonde hair cut into layers or a boufant....they carry their purses in the crease of their elbows and walk like they have atleast 20K in their latest Louis or Gucci. There is the B-girl and B-boy....Hip hop to the 9's......Shutter shades, with a baseball cap tilted to the side, straight fit jeans tucked into an Air-Force 1 we never have and probably never WILL see in America.
On Sundays, a special group of girls turn up in Harajuku. They are the Harajuku girls and they are typically girls who are bullied at school, but they arrive near the subway here and form an organic group along w/people like them. There is the goth-lolita...dressed in all black and lace. Hair may be black and they typically have real pale skin (make-up). I seen one girl today she looked like a Hollywood actress from the 50's....hair in the backwards french roll w/her long black gloves. I was too slow to get a picture.
There is also the school-girl, which is self explanatory. They may also be a part of the cos-play gang.....costume play and dress like cartoon characters, or bloody-eyes nurses..I saw a few people w/decorative patches over one eye.
While most people are dressed "sensibly" their style is not something u will see anywhere else unless its an attempt to copy. I walked for hours yesterday and all I kept saying was "wow" "dats hot" "ur kidding me" and then repeating those three phrases for a good 8 hours.
I could take the time to give more description, but this email is already longer than I expected. Pictures will be up online somewhere soon.
Yesterday it didnt rain (just a short sprinkle). The other day it rained for like almost 24 hours! Yesterday for lunch I had a kebab-wrap....chicken, an unknown vegetable (akin to lettuce) and tomatoe in a wrap w/blue cheese. I told the server to put my bleu cheese on the side...bless his miscommunicating heart, he put it on the side OF the wrap itself...he made a nice fine strip all over my wrap...so funny! It was good tho--thankfully so cause it was my lunch and dinner. They do have Wendy's, Mcdonalds, and 7-11....wolf gang pucks express, Outback, Fridays....those are over in Roppongi...I'll prolly head over there sometime this week.
Anyhow, i'll leave it at that. Having a blast, but looking forward to seeing u all too.
Oh yeah, I have two business cards thus far. One is for a business here I'd like to go backto and another is for someone I met who is from Australia, but doing some buying for a clothing company he owns back home. We'll see where that goes.
Talk soon...keep me in prayer.
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Saturday, May 10, 2008
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Current mood:  thankful
Category: Travel and Places
Family and Friends,
Just wanted to let everyone know I made it safely to Tokyo.....I am very tired right now and I kinda got cheated out of a day. I left GR at 1030 am on Thursday, but when I arrived in Tokyo it was already 5:30pm or so on Friday.....thats cool, cause I'll get to live next Thursday twice as I "travel back in time" to arrive in the U.S.
Anyhow, do continue to keep me in prayer. I am here to have a good time and to explore this culture, which I love, but I am also here looking for Kingdom Connections and potential business partners.
Love you all and do get a good shout in (Cory/Chris) for me ... yall are about to CHU'CH on Sunday and lo key, I'm jealous :-)
Til later....
-Smith
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Thursday, May 24, 2007
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I was reminded that we need to love the people in our life like there is no tomorrow. I was speaking with one of the brothers I met in Soweto and he explained very passionately about how God had been dealing with him regarding his relationship with his family. He knew that one day his mother could die and he wanted to be sure that he had no regrets once she had passed that he didn't love her enough. When it came time to say his final good-byes, so to speak, he wanted to live the rest of his life knowing that she KNEW he loved her. That impacted me. God had been dealing with me on the same lines even prior to our conversation. At church earlier that day, the Pastor had delved into God's will for us regarding salvation. When He saved us, that salvation was for us AND our families. He had many examples of how God used one person to become a means of salvation for their family.
God also dealt with me heavily regarding our concept of success in America; a land where we are consciously and subconsciously trained to gain as many material things as we can and THAT is how we measure success. Whereas in the African culture, they value family, relationships, a good name, among other things. As we drove through parts of Soweto and saw the shanties, people fetching their own water, and the absence of sidewalks and numeric addresses my heart was humbled. On the other hand, when you saw the joy on the faces of the children, the peace among the neighbors, and the will to live as 'normal' of a life as possible—you couldn't help BUT be encouraged. They have less, but they are far richer than us Americans. My heart rested in repentance for the remainder of the day.
Lastly, I learned the importance of knowing your roots. When people would say things like "I want to go back to the Mother Lans," it would kind of irritate me, because it seemed so cliché. You know how we do, just say stuff cause someone else said it. But while here, I experienced a strong emotional intoxication regarding heritage and knowing that I was somehow connected to this land that I was standing on. No cliché insight! As we drove down the street I couldn't ignore the feeling that the older women who were walking down the street were my family; these were my "aunts." Those uniformed school kids; those are my "cousins."
While on the tour, I asked the guide how Africans viewed African-Americans. His explanation made super sense. He gave the analogy of a child who may have been with his siblings in the woods and happened to be kidnapped by another enemy tribe. That's how they view African-Americans; as victims of an unfortunate incident, but nonetheless as brothers and sisters. That notion resounds in the majority of the people in this culture.
World travel is wonderful as it expands the horizons of the traveler and helps one understand life is more than your local mall, skating rink, and favorite restaurant. God has so much out there and He owns it all! I am grateful that He has given me a desire to get a glimpse of what He has!
-Smith
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Monday, May 21, 2007
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Current mood:  disappointed
For starters, Virgin Atlantic Airway's is the bomb! Very modern, very hip airline. Any airline that lets you use your cell phone (on flight mode) DURING the flight is alright with me!
London was not all I expected it to be. Since the city is so old, many of the things "to do" are historical. Buckingham palace, Piccadilly Circus, Changing of the Guard . . . all historical and I just wasn't really in that kind of mood to be honest. It was cold and dreary. I work a sweater one day and a shirt, sweater vest, and jacket on another day. My hotel room deserves a paragraph all to itself . . .
Without question, I was sure I was getting Punk'd when I walked into my room. The exterior of the hotel was posh. A beautiful, white exterior tucked away in a lavish neighborhood boasted nothing but London's finest accommodations—or so I thought. My hotel room was THE smallest hotel room I've ever been in. The floor creaked when I walked as well as the room above me. So I had to sit and listen to the upstairs resident and count their footsteps; praying they'd sit DOWN somewhere! The linen was old. There was barely enough room for me AND my luggage to share the room. There was no air conditioner for those stuffy nights. You had to close one eye to see the TV good since it was only a 13 inch with 9 channels. No alarm clock. No clock period. No iron. And the straw that broke the camel's back…. The bed was a twin (brought me back to circa '99 when I was in college). One thing I can't complain about was the location. Right around the corner from the hotel, about 4 minutes walk, was a street lined with shops, stores, a mall, and restaurants—a street I walked to and fro a few times.
For those who may not know…London is expensive! Oh, yes it is! Right now the American Dollar is $2 per pound (their currency unit). So, if a pair of shoes cost 35 pounds then I had to decide if they were worth paying $70 for. Usually they were not. I'd pay $35 but not $70. This small situation forced me to leave many things right there in London. I arrived at the hotel at roughly 10am and thankfully they allowed me to check into the room. I ended up taking a nap and didn't get up and leave the hotel 'til around dinner. I had decided I was ready to step back into my American roots, after eating a South African cuisine for the last few days, I wanted some pizza. I walked down to the Pizza hut and ordered a medium pizza (which is literally a small) and a pop. Why did that come to $25. You playing right? After dinner I did some shopping and familiarizing myself with the place before retreating back to the prison cell known as my hotel room.
The next day was filled with more shopping. This time I was adventurous and took one of the double-deckers over to Oxford Street where there are as many stores as one could ever want or desire. Just 'people watching' could be an all day task. After being on Oxford until the early evening I headed back towards the hotel where I had dinner at a restaurant around the corner.
I checked out of the hotel at about 9am and was picked up by the Hotel Link, which is an airport shuttle service. They took me to a train station where I had to take a 30-minute train ride to the Gatwick Airport. The train ride was a nice time to reflect on all I had just experienced.
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Monday, May 21, 2007
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Category: Travel and Places
Is what I had . . . one last chance to get all I could from South Africa. I checked out of the hotel at 11am and was scheduled to be picked up by Bro. Nicolas at 11 as well. I met Nicolas through the medium of myspace about 3 months prior to my trip. I did a search for people in my age bracket in South Africa and his profile came back on the first page of results. After reading his profile and seeing that we shared much of the same belief system I contacted him about general S. Africa tips (where to stay, what hotels are nice, where to go, where not to go) and he was very helpful. Later, I learned that he is a friend of a good friend of mine. Small world. Anyhow, he was supposed to pick me up at 11, but didn't come til about 3pm. He got tied up in a business meeting with a client. Once he arrived, I took another stab at the left-hand driving thing and we headed over to Rosebank where we shopped at a tri-mall . . . which was 3 malls in one. One part was a market place where people rented sections and sold their own goods. The salesmen there are relentless. I found a few good buys and we headed over to downtown Joburg to a tiny boutique where I bought some shoes and fought off a piranha of a saleswoman trying to convince me I could fit a certain pair of Prada gym shoes despite the fact I told the woman they were too small! LOL… I was behind schedule by the time I left here. We immediately darted off to the airport, which was a little ways away. After turning in the rental car and rushing over to international departures, I bid Nicolas farewell. Having gained a new friend and a South African brother I was off for the second leg of my trip to London.
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