More Love More Power

More Love, More Power
More Of You in My Life

More Love, More Power
More of You In My Life

And I Will Worship You,
With All Of My Heart
And I Will Worship You,
With all Of My Strength.
For You are My Lord,
You Are My Lord.

More Faith, More Passion
More Of You In My Life
More Faith, More Passion
More Of You in My Life

And I Will Worship You,
With All of My Heart
And I Will Worship You,
With All Of My Strength.
You Are My Lord...
You Are My Lord,
You Are My Lord...
You Are My Lord

Mon Dieu C'est Le Dieu D'amour

Well, I recieved two anonymous comments on my last blog...and for them I will first leave my response. Yes, I think that preaching the Gospel is always the best way to tackle any issue, and I appreciate your advice. Likewise I go the Center Street Mission. It's a humble church, in that we don't have a lot of money, but we get together, woship Jesus, and have several community outreaches, including programs in which drug addicts and alchoholics can get out jail and stay in one of our houses. Anyway, comment with any questions Mr or Mrs or Ms Anonymous.

Inevitability Floats!

In a couple of weeks I am to go to Juvenile Hall to preach a message to our fallen brothers and sisters. Every time I have done this I have known what my message would be before hand. However, this time I'm not sure where to start or what to say. So if anybody has a favorite scripture or some idea I'd love to hear it. But I cannot guarantee that I will use them because I will trust in the Lord to put the words they need to hear in my mouth. I'm just curious how others would approach the same issue.

-Pig Dog-

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"For if we died with Him, we shall also live with Him. If we endure, we shall also reign with Him. If we deny Him, He also will deny us. If we are faithless, He remains faithful; He cannot deny Himself." 2nd Timothy 2:11-13

I have not so much to say today. God reigns and His love will endure forever!! Don't forget His love, never turn your face away from the one who gave it to you, and always have faith in His Holy Spirit, its faithfulness and its power. It can change your life. Remember that words have the ability to give or take life. As His Word has given us life, so can ours take it away. Most and above all, KEEP IT REAL...2 Corinthians 6

Peace Y'all
-Pig Dog-

That Same Irrefusable Offer...

Yesterday, it was the day before today. What amazing irrelevence that has with anything. But in general one can continually count on yesterday being there, tomorrow being the day after today is also rather reliable. But I digress, let's make Jesus first in our lives...lets not let petty things get in the way of our blessings. What point is there in being alone in life? I don't mean being single, but living life without Christ. Being truly alone. Why? What peculiar beings we are, we live with the knowlege that the God of the universe would like to dwell within and among us, he promised He would abide in our praises, and come into our hearts. But rather than letting Him lead our lives we let our bills upset us, we let our petty indifferent issues control our comings and our goings. Why? Yesterday I went out to Eagle Valley institute for mentally retarded children. (It's called a children hospital though the age ranges from 12 - 25)
The fourth week of every month we go out and sing praises with the children. Then we fellowship with them. These are people who can't speak, control their own bodies, or, some of them, even see. But when you look into their eyes, you realize that they know God's love in a way that we never would. Somehow their life of trust in others seems to speak a louder relationship with Christ than anything I've ever seen anywhere else. When we praise, some of them try to sing along, but you can tell that most of them know what's going on, and that they have a more profound understanding of God than anything that any man could ever write. The reason I'm typing this is because, when we forget the blessings that we have, when we let them go, sometimes we begin to take advantage or even start to expect blessings from God. God forbid, even think that they are not enough and throw them back in God's face. Put God in the leading role of your life's movie, and He will bless you and bless you abundantly. Put God first and He'll lead by the hand through your life. Praise God! And Love Him!
God Bless,

-Pig Dog-

Amazing Love, What Sacrifice, The Son of God Given For Me!

He is despised and rejected by men, a Man of sorrows, and aquainted with grief. We hid, as it were, our faces from Him. He was despised and we did not esteem Him. Surely He has bourn our griefs and carried our sorrows; Yet we esteemed Him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted. But He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned, every one, to His own way; and the Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
Isaiah 53:3-6

Who's that crawling up my wall? It Borris the spider...

So this is the second one today, also being written immediately after it's predessesor, and I would like to make the not so serious blog now. This is the counterpart to what I wrote earlier. I was recently at a local Jack in the Box when a young woman came out of the restroom facility, clearly marked "Women" and came toward me. I was at that time waiting for my ultimate bacon cheeseburger and large fry, and she began to speak to me. She smiled and said "Do you need to use the restroom? It's open now." Clearly I thought she must be mad for she came out of the woman's facility. "No," I said "I'm just waiting for my food." Then she smiled and made a slight squeaky sound and said "My friend's in the men's room and he wasn't feeling well, so I'm sure he'll be in there for a while, and when he does come out you're not going to want to be in there." I nodded and said "No, I'm just waiting for my food." Then she made the squeaky sound again which I later concluded was her laugh. She stretched and said, "I love how Reno is such a small town, that wherever you go you meet someone you know." I nodded and said "I don't know you, I'm just waiting for my food." Then there was more squeaking..."I know I don't know you, but I bet we'll meet again." She grinned. Then despite every ounce of resolve in my body, I asked her her name and offered my hand. Though I don't remember it, I know that I gave her mine. After I finally got my food and prepared the long journey back to my office,(which is right across the street, so I simply walked there) she followed me, leaving her "friend" in the men's restroom. I thought it rude to remind her of this and so I let her follow me back to my office while she bantered and raved about this close friend whom she had just left in the restroom. Then as if the very trumpets of heaven sounded and I was near my office the gentlemen friend of hers stepped from the Jack in the Box entrance, and beckoned her to him. I nearly asked for a phone number, but quickly realized that every girl I have ever gone out with has turned out to be psycho. This can be blamed on one of two things. One that all women are genetically identical in that they are psycho, or two (which is the more likely) that I have been choosing the wrong type of girls. Leaving her and all the memories behind I returned to my office and worked the rest of the day. Now in these latter days I have often thought of how her and i could have some day had crazy little mutant babies and lived a life of pure and intolerable craziness.
The moral of this story is, if a crazy girl comes out of the girls bathroom and offers it to you, it would be easier to force a pee rather than try and stop a conversation with such.
-Pig Dog-
P.S. This IS a true story!

With All These Songs About Tomorrow Who Stops To Think About Yesterday?

Well, yesterday I left a real serious blog, one that I felt was necessary for me to get out there. My feelings and love for Christ are a very real part of who I am. However, not a single person commmented nor took note at what I said. But it would be presumptuous of me to feel that one should comment on my blog, for truly it was not for the glory of myself but to further glorify the word of God and its reality, seen in the world of man. The extent of which I have continuosly in my life thought to spread to as many as I could, with as much caress as possible. But I would like to note that random people would comment on my not so serious blogs, which some have called interesting and amusing to read. So perhaps in the days to come I will find a way to incorporate both my witty and deeply religious side to make a blog interesting to read and notely spreading the good news of what Jesus Christ has done, will do, and can do in other peoples lives by letting them know what He has done in mine. Likewise if you feel unattracted to my blog now that I have said this, I would like a comment on that. AS always I will have blogs that mean very little, and others that will have a great deal of meaning in them. So My note to everybody is, if you've come seeking a God fearing man, washed in the blood of Jesus Christ, then I would like to speak with you via e-mail or comments, otherwise if you would liek me to go back to the way I used to write on this thing please let me know in the same fashion. If you don't care either way, let me hear it. Basically I have little doubt that anyone cares, for personally I don't really care. But hey, if someone does, I've covered my basis.

I've Said It Before and I'll Say it Again, Boom Chica Boom Chica Chica Boom Boom Boom

Well, I typed a huge blog, it took about thirty minutes. Then when I tried to publish it there was an error. So I'll make it shorter but try to keep the same message. Read Isaiah 53, which is one of my favorite parts of the Bible. Others include Isaiah 42 and John 16:33. Anyway, read Isaiah 53 and listen to the song "Lord Have Mercy" - if you don't kow it , I'll email you the words, just let me know via email or comment. Now comes the good one, go to www.whitehouse.org and read some of the articles written by a worldy cynnic and see the work of the enemy in the world. The tsunami article is perhaps the most offensive, surpassed only by the Christmas one. But how many of us would be just as bad as some of the worst sinners if it had not been for the Grace of God? I know that I was on the path to be one of the most cynnical persons out there. And God brought me from it, and now I can recognize it. Well anyway, if you want something to pray about check it out.

However it wouldn't be a Geoff blog unless I said something witty, can't have too much seriousness, that's where ego comes from, so I'll end with a joke. Two peanuts walked into a bar, one was a salted. Did you get it? If not then pronounce "a salted" like "assaulted" then it becomes funny. There we go, now your laughing. Good.

God Bless,
-The Alleged Pig Dog-

I'll Make Him An Offer He Can't Refuse

It's been several months since I've done the blog thing. So many things have happened to me in these last few months. For instance I found a dollar in a book at the reno library, I swallowed a fly, and when I spilt milk I didn't cry. Yes, that is the price for an equal yet diversified society, one mustn't cry over the proverbial spilt milk. Now if any of you have any idea what I'm talking about I give you my condolences, for I don't even know, and it makes me sad to think that someone out there has a random thought process such as my own. By the way, does anybody kow why I used to go by "Pig Dog", I have forgotten and in a sense eliminated the rest of my work day because until I figure it out it will sick in my mind like so much litter strewed about on city street. But anyway, I'm not cliche, I hardly own any ties...but at least I'm not like all those other old guys.
Well I guess that's it, so peace out -Geoff- or apparently -Pig Dog-