Tuesday, November 10, 2009
A new beginning
Hello everyone!
This will be my last, final and ending post on this blog.
I know, sad day, sad day.
I was going back through my old posts and I have so much history here.
From my first real post back in '07 to the amazing photography of Gary Barnes, the joys of living in Huntington Hall, to the story of my surgery (and now my life-song sings) and what God was doing through and in me throughout my senior year in High School.
This blog holds the post from when I was asked to be the Youth Pastor at HBBC, and the blog discussing my 1-year point.
SO MUCH good stuff in here.
but now, my life and dreams and findings will be shared through a new, and in my oppinion, better medium- using WORDPRESS. Wordpress is a far-better platform for me to share and do things in a blog-setting, and I am SO EXCITED to be using it!
The new blog can be found at http://joshquale.wordpress.com
If you subscribed to this blog, and aren't tired of me yet, or would like to subscribe for the first time, you can CLICK HERE to subscribe to the new one. Just enter your email, fill out the captcha and you will be good to go. :)
Thanks for being loyal readers, and I hope you enjoy the new look, feel, and charm of the new site.
I think you will.
We're better, together,
Josh
Monday, November 09, 2009
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Benjamin Cave, "Dust"- an original work.
Benjamin Cave brings the raw emotion of Van Gogh with the skill and finesse of the masters as he bluntly intimidates and captures the listener without appology- leading them on a voyage through birth, life, pain and restoration with his original work, "Dust". With an incredible show of growing talent and unforgiving honesty, Cave bravely puts on display what most performers fear most- himself.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Spending the evening watching The Lion King with the sis (ON VHS!!)
Look everyone! I'm a sigalert!!!
Josh
{Sent from my iPhone. Please Forgive any spelling/grammattical errors, shorthand or incompressible text-pictures. Thanks.}Oswald got hurt :(
Music?
Do you like worship music? Like, not the old hmns and stuff- that's subject for another blog. I'm talking about the songs that involve you saying and singing words that might not be rtrue for you.
I'm sitting right now in chapel and we just sang, corperately, "I live only to see your face".
And I had to stop- I did a quick snapshot of my everyday life and I realized ha t I DONT live to see god's face most of the time. In reality, that is seldom the reason I live my life- usually I live to make sure others see me, or to get what I want, or to be heard and influential in another persons life.
It's hard to stop and reflect on this aspect of my life- because it's not something I neccisary like about me. Then I look at the stage, a d the people up there who must really do what they are professing. I mean, right?
Or are we corperatly fooling ourselves, without lookng inward at the realit of our existence, and without really understAnding what god is doing in our lives?
Why do you think?
I'm sitting right now in chapel and we just sang, corperately, "I live only to see your face".
And I had to stop- I did a quick snapshot of my everyday life and I realized ha t I DONT live to see god's face most of the time. In reality, that is seldom the reason I live my life- usually I live to make sure others see me, or to get what I want, or to be heard and influential in another persons life.
It's hard to stop and reflect on this aspect of my life- because it's not something I neccisary like about me. Then I look at the stage, a d the people up there who must really do what they are professing. I mean, right?
Or are we corperatly fooling ourselves, without lookng inward at the realit of our existence, and without really understAnding what god is doing in our lives?
Why do you think?
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Royens holloween costume. Be jealouse.
Sad but hillarius!
Josh
{Sent from my iPhone. Please Forgive any spelling/grammattical errors, shorthand or incompressible text-pictures. Thanks.}
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My view thismorning. Needham chapel is buried beneath the fog.
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