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Name: Mike
Birthday: 9/29/1984
Gender: Male


Occupation: Worship Leader / Youth Worker


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Member Since: 6/12/2003

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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Well, hello there.

Remember when everybody used you? Yeah, that was great.

Sorry for neglecting you. I'll be back when something momentous happens.

Or probably when I'm feeling nostalgic again, like tonight.

Bye!


Friday, January 23, 2009

eh?

mess
birdflyingred
newversionofhowhumaniam
inourbones
speakup
intime
watchtheshadowsrun
singularities
undivided
firstlove
letoursongbelove
bymyside


Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Full Time

All I have left is to move out and get married. Then I can die.

Thank God that there's more than this.


Monday, June 30, 2008

Pretend to Choke

"I pretend to choke, but there are things we should not joke about. I made a list of things I tried so hard to forget about. I awoke to find my neighbors gone, some moved away or even dead. Everything changes so much. Nothing ever stays the way it is."

I'm beginning to understand the look in my dad's eye when I was a kid and he would point out parking lots or supermarkets that now occupy the spaces that used to host major landmarks from his youth. Everything is changing, and everyone is different. Even me. Yesterday I caught myself staring into the mirror, examining the beginnings of wrinkles - the kind that come only with age.

Does anyone remember the farm that used to sit just east of Ackerman Elementary, right next to Walnut Grove Park?


Tuesday, January 01, 2008

12/30/07

For many years now, I've been standing in between
Who I'm becoming and who I could have been
And it scares me half to death to move a single inch

Trapdoors and ladders, blindfolds and flashlights
Every time I stumble, You are there to win the fight
Am I getting anywhere? God please let me know you're there

'Cause all I see in front of me is not what I hoped for
And looking at all I lack, what am I fit for?
Is there hope somehow?

It's a perfect paradox: find strength in weakness
It's a perfect paradox: widsom is folly
When up is down and left is right, You're the perfect paradox
Up is down and left is right in the fight of my life
You're the perfect paradox.



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