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shanegrant.com

i have recently bought a domain and my blog will now live over there, though this will sit here for the rest of eternity haha.

check it out @ http://shanegrant.com/

blogging day

so yes my blog has fallen quite sick lately and most of my readership...who am i kidding? no one reads this anyways.

well this is my blog for blogging day...hats off to matthew who set this up (btw matthew i now live in pa and should probably be moved to the bbc group because i'm currently @ bbc)

just got settled into bbc for this next semester and been having a great time already.

I usually use facebook to keep in contact as opposed to blogging so hit me up over there.

thanks for reading and have a great evening.

sweetly broken

religion?

"Religious behaviors are not the goal of our faith, they are a bi-product. A relationship with Christ is the goal of our faith, not a bi-product. When those get switched around, it seems people become disillusioned with religion quickly."

from a comment in a post i read.

Todd Agnew - My Jesus

Todd Agnew - My Jesus
From the album Reflection Of Something

Which Jesus do you follow?
Which Jesus do you serve?
If Ephesians says to imitate Christ,
Why do you look so much like the world?

Chorus:
Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant
So which one do you want to be?

Blessed are the poor in spirit, do we pray to be blessed with the
Wealth of this land
Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness
Do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand

Chorus:

And who is this that you follow
This picture of the American dream
If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side
Or fall down and worship at His holy feet

Pretty blue eyes, curly brown hair and a clear complexion
Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins
But the Word says He was battered and scarred
Or did you miss that part
Sometimes I doubt we’d recognize Him

Chorus:

Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church
The blood and dirt on His feet might stain the carpet
But He reached for the hurting and despises the proud
I think He’d prefer Beal St. to the stained glass crowd
But I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud

I want to be like my Jesus
Can I be like You
I want to be like my Jesus

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