so this guy comes up to me and says "what's the vision? What's the big idea?" I open my mouth and words come out like this…
The vision?

The vision is JESUS – obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus.

The vision is an army of young people.

You see bones? I see an army. And they are FREE from materialism.

They laugh at 9-5 little prisons.
They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday.
They wouldn't even notice.
They know the meaning of the Matrix, the way the west was won.
They are mobile like the wind, they belong to the nations. They need no passport. People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence.
They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting and dirty and dying.

What is the vision ?
The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry. It gave up the game of minimum integrity long ago to reach for the stars. It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure.

Light flickers from every secret motive, every private conversation.
It loves people away from their suicide leaps, their Satan games.
This is an army that will lay down its life for the cause.
A million times a day its soldiers
choose to loose
that they might one day win
the great 'Well done' of faithful sons and daughters.

Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night. They don't need fame from names. Instead they grin quietly upwards and hear the crowds chanting again and again: "COME ON!"

And this is the sound of the underground
The whisper of history in the making
Foundations shaking
Revolutionaries dreaming once again
Mystery is scheming in whispers
Conspiracy is breathing…
This is the sound of the underground

And the army is discipl[in]ed.

Young people who beat their bodies into submission.

Every soldier would take a bullet for his comrade at arms.
The tattoo on their back boasts "for me to live is Christ and to die is gain".

Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes. Winners. Martyrs. Who can stop them?
Can hormones hold them back?
Can failure succeed? Can fear scare them or death kill them?

And the generation prays

like a dying man
with groans beyond talking,
with warrior cries, sulphuric tears and
with great barrow loads of laughter!
Waiting. Watching: 24 – 7 – 365.

Whatever it takes they will give: Breaking the rules. Shaking mediocrity from its cosy little hide. Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs, laughing at labels, fasting essentials. The advertisers cannot mould them. Hollywood cannot hold them. Peer-pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at late night parties before the cockerel cries.

They are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive

inside.

On the outside? They hardly care. They wear clothes like costumes to communicate and celebrate but never to hide.
Would they surrender their image or their popularity?
They would lay down their very lives - swap seats with the man on death row - guilty as hell. A throne for an electric chair.

With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights and fruitless days,

they pray as if it all depends on God and live as if it all depends on them.

Their DNA chooses JESUS. (He breathes out, they breathe in.)
Their subconscious sings. They had a blood transfusion with Jesus.
Their words make demons scream in shopping centres.
Don't you hear them coming?
Herald the weirdos! Summon the losers and the freaks. Here come the frightened and forgotten with fire in their eyes. They walk tall and trees applaud, skyscrapers bow, mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension. Their prayers summon the hounds of heaven and invoke the ancient dream of Eden.

And this vision will be. It will come to pass; it will come easily; it will come soon.
How do I know? Because this is the longing of creation itself, the groaning of the Spirit, the very dream of God. My tomorr

The university professor challenged his students with this question.
Did God
create everything that exists?

A student bravely replied "Yes, He did!"

"God created everything?" the professor asked.

"Yes sir", the student replied.

The professor answered, "If God created everything, then God created
evil
since evil exists, and according to the principal that our works
define who
we are, then God is evil".
The professor was quite pleased with himself and boasted to the
students
that he had proven once more that the Christian faith was a myth.

Another student raised his hand and said, "Can I ask you a question
professor?"

"Of course", replied the professor.

The student stood up and asked, "Professor, does cold exist?"

The Professor replied "Of course it exists. Have you never been
cold?"


The students snickered at the young man's question. The young man
replied,
"In fact sir, cold does not exist. According to the laws of physics,
what we
consider cold is in reality the absence of heat.

Everybody or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits
energy,
and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy.
Absolute

zero (-460 degrees F) is the total absence of heat. Cold does not
exist. We
have created this word to describe how we feel if we have not heat.

The student continued. "Professor, does darkness exist?"

The professor responded, "Of course it does".

The student relied, "Once again you are wrong sir. Darkness does not
exist
either. Darkness is in reality the absence of light.

Light we can study, but not darkness. In fact we can use Newton's
prism to
break light into many colors and study the various wavelengths of
each
color. You cannot measure darkness. A simple ray of light can break
into a
world of darkness and illuminate it. How can you know how dark a
certain
space is? You measure the amount of light present. Isn't this
correct?
Darkness is a term used by man to describe what happens when there
is no
light present."
Finally the young man asked the professor. "Sir, does evil exist?"

Now uncertain, the professor responded, "Of course as I have already
said.
We see it every day. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity
to man.
It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the
world. These
manifestations are nothing else but evil."

To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist sir, or at least
it does
not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just
like
darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the
absence of
God. God did not create evil.

Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love
present
in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or
the
darkness that comes when there is not light."

The professor sat down. That young man's name was --- Albert
Einstein

one.
If you're ugly,
stop acting like you don't know it.
The captions under you picture that says
"top model pose"
"sexy bitch"
"arnt i hot"
doesn't convince anyone.

two.
To the people who have like 25,000 friends,
are you serious?
Nobody in this universe can keep up with that many friends.
You're stupid.
Go play in traffic.

three.
Don't ever post pictures and say
"OMG, I'm so ugly"
"OMG,I'm so fat"
because if you were,
you wouldn't post them.

four.
Nobody cares about threats over the internet.
Don't try to act hardcore with the keyboard.
Fighting online is like racing in the special olympics;
even if you win,
you're still retarded.

five.
Making 20 bulletins a day
about how you have new pictures
and begging people to comment on them is pathetic.
Make the bulletin once if you have to,
and those who actually care about you
will comment on your pics.

six.
If all your pictures look the same,
don't post them all.
Please put some variety in your pics.
Nobody wants to see your face
8 different ways.

seven.
Who really cares if
I don't accept you as a friend?
MOVE ON!!!
Don't send me another request or message asking
"what's up with you not adding me?"
I don't want you as a friend;
that's what's up!

eight.
Little year 8 girls who have bebos
and look like sluts,
go somewhere else
because nobody wants you here.!!!

nine.
If you have decided to read this,
you are a true bebo Friend.
Real friends read their bulletins.

ten.
I say you go and pass this on
and maybe it will finally get through people's brains
(if they have them).

eleven.
And if you open a msg and it says something like
"repost this in 100 seconds or a ghost will rape your dog tonight,"
IT'S NOT REAL!
QUIT BEING AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!
PEOPLE WHO HAVE NO LIFE WHATSOEVER MAKE THAT SHIT UP THINKING THAT PEOPLE WILL FALL FOR THEIR STUPID TRAP!!! AND YOU DO!!!!




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