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Name: David
Birthday: 4/14/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Spending time alone with God, studying, down time, guitar playing, shopping, traveling, Ultimate Frisbee, fishing, coffee, coffee shops, cowboy hats, and chics who wear them.
Expertise: I write very well, at least my professors thinks so. I play guitar alot better than most people, and I am a fairly experienced Ultimate Frisbee player.
Occupation: Student, working campus securi
Industry: Toccoa Falls College
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AIM:  skychild116228
Member Since:
11/6/2003
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| For those of you who don't know, I spent the Spring 2006 semester at Toccoa Falls College in Georgia and the Fall 2005 semester at Cornerstone University in Michigan.
Cornerstone was a mid-size, private school, just under 3000 students. Spacious, up-to-date dorm rooms, cutting-edge technology, and well kept grounds gave the school an tidy feel. Cornerstone certainly had money to spend. It was the classic private school that seeks to impress the students and their sponsors. It's just the type of affair that I usualy like, prim and proper. I can still see why I chose the school in the first place, but as I look back, it's also easy to see why I left. What Cornerstone lacked was campus life.
The stuudent body was just like the campus itself. They were and extension of that prim and proper feel that seeks to impress. The good, quiet students were well known.They performed their duties, from Student Government positions to homework, well. They were impressive on paper, but I was never able to see more than one side of them. The other studentst that were not quite as impressive hid in the dorms, doing whatever it is that college age people do when they have no ambition. They were like the forgotten basements of those impressive buildings, hidden from surface inspection, but really the foundation of the entire structure.
While at Cornerstone, if I wasn't doing class work, I wasn't doing anything. There was nothing to do. One night I convinced my roommate to go out into the city with me. Grand Rapids, Michigan is home to about 600,000 people. For New Yorkers, that's bigger than Syracuse or Rochester. We left at about 10:00pm and found nothing open except a lonely coffee shop in a bad section of town. Even McDonalds was closed.
I don't regret the semester. I learned alot about myself because I had alot of time for personal examination. It would interesting to see if, after four years attending, I could find life in Cornerstone. Perhaps there is a group there that exists, hidden from the rest, that functions fully, performing as a college could. Or maybe after four years I could create something. But I know after too much time spent in a desoate place I would be changed, and I don't know what those changes would have been.
Another time I will sumarize the Spring '06 semster
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| It has been so long since I have posted. I have resumed Xanga in order to piece back together old connections that have been broken as well as create a place for new ones to start. I deleted all old post's save three that I still think have some value.
These are some of the most valuable things I have learned from my professors after my forst year at college.
- Ms. Thomas tought me how to paraphrase Shakesphere --
"I didn't want to come talk to you and if you don't shut up I'll knife you!"
- Dr. Fliger taught me why the ideal communication student should remeber that a small group meeting should be no longer than an hour --
"...and that's why people buy shotguns."
- And dear Professor Railsback taught us the important life lesson --
"There's a certain magic about being a human."
God Bless! ~*~
David Molinero
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| Lines from this book I was reading-
"So why is His love enough?"
"Well, think of this- He gave the judge the power to judge, knowing that it would be used to condemn him. He taught men to use whips, knowing he would be whipped with them. He let the carpenter learn his craft, knowing it would be used to make a cross for him. He gave the soldier strenght, knowing it would be used to nail him to his cross. But I never said his love was enough, in the end it was not enough, but the end was not what it seemed. He became man knowing that his mortality would separate him from God for a time. And he did die. Sin was found on him - our sin. He was found guilty, and was sent away from God. But he was stronger than Death and escaped it's prison leaving our sins behind, all our sins. So, no, His love was not enough, he gave you his life. That is why you have a chance, but right now your heart of stone is weighing you down, and his love is enough to break that. I have to go now and where I am going you cannot follow yet, but keep those words with you, and I have left some behind who can help you. Some day you will have earned your place where I am going and I will find you there and again I will be your guide, but first you must find my words to be true."
just thought that was postable material, so......i posted it
God bless! ~*~ dave m | | |
| These are some great quotes from an old yearbook I was looking through.
"I see a tree, and I wonder if I will be like that tree."
"I also admire your work in all your classes, the only thing is.. I can't admire it long enough to copy it down."
and my personal favorite
"Wild horses could not drag me to the water..............but a hot pink bakini might."
Sry, that's it for today God bless ~*~ | | |
| I was totally humbled by the answer a little girl gave to the question that follows: "So, why do you like Jesus?" Her immediate, unashamed answer was, "Because he saved me and he's my friend. He should be yours too. All you have to do is pray and tell him you've sinned and ask Him into your heart." How long has It been since my faith became so hidden and careful-not-to-offend? It helped me to undersand why Jesus siad we should all have childlike faith.
God bless! ~*~ | | |
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