Let me start by saying that - seeing I've only been on here for all of TWO whopping days (woo-hoo!) - I feel really, REALLY awkward posting a prayer request here. I don't know, it's kind of like, "Hey everyone, I'm a n00b. Now PRAY FOR ME OR DIE!" But this is really troubling me.
Just got back from Church this morning. While I was there, I had a talk with a friend of mine. He's a cool guy, but one of those "on the edge" Christians (maybe off the edge, not sure). You know, the type that let's the occasional A or S word out (at Church, it's gotta be worse elsewhere). There's that part of me that says, "Warning! Warning! Must leave and not talk to such men," but, honestly, I REALLY enjoyed our conversation. Because, sad to say, he's actually genuienly DOWN TO EARTH and REAL in what he's saying. Even if he's saying it in a ungodly way. Problem is, when I talk to someone like that, I find myself enjoying it so much that before I know it I'm letting some strong euphemisms of my own drop (you know, like using "screw" as a replacement for a four letter word that starts with an F). And I honestly think if I didn't spend so much time in the Word or around other Christians I'd probably be cussing like a sailor.
Gah, all that and I really haven't explained my request! Just, if you think of it, pray that I can find some real spirtiual strength and balance. When I was 15 (for me, that meant young and stupid) I had this big ol' idea that when I was 21 I was going to be all super-spiritual with a wife and kids and have a full time ministry somewhere. Instead I'm 21 living at home with the parents eeking out a living TRYING to be involved in full-time ministry work with seemingly no hope of ever having a wife and kids. And, you know, I used to make jokes about, "Well, when I'm 21 I'll be a real man cuz' I can drink beer and get wasted" but now I realize that. . . well, I could and it'd be completely legal. You know, after a long day of trying to call pastors and talk to them about ministry work or a missions trip and all you get is "Well, sonny boy, that's nice and all, but you need to. . ." (Southeast American Independent Baptists. . . . DRIVE ME NUTS! ! ! !) and then when you TRY to talk to a girl in Church all they can say is "You're such a frickin' idiot because you memorize the Bible and like don't want to make out with me and think it's wrong for me to wear a skirt that's, like, practically not there. You're such an old-fashioned loser!" (:bang: rant over) All that to say, well, suddenly going to grab a beer and get some manner of relief looks exceedingly tempting, even though I don't think in a thousand years I would do it.
Sorry for the huge rant. I think my prayer request has turned into a venting session, because at times I don't know if I'm sad, mad, frustrated or just plain wasted. Prayer would be appreciated, any advice is completely welcome (and yes, I read the sticky thread by. . . by. . . that dude with the awesomely wacky face on his avatar (good thread, BTW) about not psychoanalyzing, but if you have some practical wisdom I'd love to hear it).
Man, I just used double parentheses. I'm going to shut up now .