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CroweofUCO
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Name: Brad
Birthday: 6/21/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: God captivates me more than anything else. Music is my favorite gift of God. Eastern music, Western music, it's all good. I love playing it, listening to it, and so on. Intramural sports are a blast. Rock climbing is something else I enjoy. Hanging with my amazing friends at UCO and LIFE.
Expertise: I am a clarinet player and major. When I am done with school, I will direct some awesome bands and write some masterpieces, Lord-willing.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
11/10/2004
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| NNNNNEEEEEEWWWWWW YYOOOORRRRRRRKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!! | | |
| PLEASE no school!!!! AAHHH. I've been up all night in hopes that the UCO name will scroll across that news channel, flashing MONDAY CLASSES CANCELLED. But so far it's just prayers. Dang, it's now 6:29 AM. I've definitely been using my time wisely tonight, playing FRISBEE GOLF in below freezing weather for over four hours. I need some sleep..
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| peace out for the weekend, i'm out. Prayer continues to change things, if you have not you ask not. He is faithful. What a revolutionary we follow, Jesus. His teachings are so true and conquer, cutting through people's hearts. Speak the truth, it's our only power, it's our one sword, authority given to us by God. | | |
| This goes out to all the Yukonites whom I miss a lot. I can not freakin wait to see all ya'll this weekend. My prayers are with you and I can not wait to experience Him with you guys this next weekend.
God is blowing my mind. He is good. | | |
| LOVE, I'm afraid that I don't know quite what this means. But none of us do. My "definition" of love has been fading. Why? I used to think that I COULD define love, but it has occurred to me lately that God is love. The undefinable IS the undefinable. Therefore, I think I've been kidding myself by wrapping up LOVE with my own connotations and definitions of the whole thing. Maybe love IS NOT definable. And maybe just like everything else, love truly comes when I get myself out of the way so that undefinable things can be done through me. Not because of me, but because I forget about be and care about God and others more than me. Like I've been taught recently by amazing leaders and friends in my life, love is nothing that comes from me and everything that comes from God. He is GREAT, so LET HIM SHINE. | | |
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