﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>theharpster's Xanga</title><link>http://theharpster.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from theharpster</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://theharpster.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Monday, April 23, 2007</title><link>http://theharpster.xanga.com/585799222/item/</link><guid>http://theharpster.xanga.com/585799222/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 03:37:43 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;h3&gt;how firm a foundation&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=219" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christ has died.&lt;br /&gt;
Christ is risen.&lt;br /&gt;
Christ will come again.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=218" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;My four years of college education will come to a conclusion in less than a month.  Kinda bizarre.  I look back at the guy who lived on the fourth floor of Daniel South and he&amp;#8217;s a very different guy than the one that&amp;#8217;s about to move out of Starlite 7 [the main difference most likely being facial hair].  There&amp;#8217;s, however, still much to be learned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve decided to move back home for the summer and work with the youth group at my home church.   It&amp;#8217;ll be a good time to serve, take a breather, and seek some direction for my life.  After that, the sky is the limit.  I wouldn&amp;#8217;t be opposed to bumming around the world for a while.  A lot of thoughts were birthing in my mind as this semester began.  But they were quickly overshadowed by the demands of formal education.  I think time and space would prove beneficial.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I echo with Paul: &amp;#8220;I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, &lt;span id="en-NIV-29417" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=214" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight, the coldness of bare feet on a moonlit path woke me from a seemingly endless, yet barely three night, slumber.  I found myself looking up at a sky flooded with stars, assured of a coming restoration.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;God, who for our redemption didst give thine only-begotten Son to the death of the cross, and by his glorious resurrection hast delivered us from the power of our enemy: Grant us so to die daily to sin, that we may evermore live with him in the joy of his resurrection.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=211" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something about walking through the rain today was very renewing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The clock on this computer is ten minutes slow and it almost made me late to something for the 3rd time.  But I&amp;#8217;m quick.  I finally see through its deceptive front.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gotta run, more soon.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=203" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight I jammed my finger playing basketball.  But what else should I expect as a music major dabbling in the realm of athletics?  Nonetheless, fun was had by all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just did something I don&amp;#8217;t usually do.  I read through a lot of my old blog posts.  It wasn&amp;#8217;t as scary as I had thought it would be.  I do the same thing with journals.  I never go back and read what I write.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wish the impending closure of something wasn&amp;#8217;t necessary to make one think about how that closure is being/has been approached.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is a pile of clothes neighboring my bed.  That being said, I now retire.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gottes Segen.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=198" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some day I feel like it&amp;#8217;s impossible for me to connect with anyone.  As a result I feel like people think I&amp;#8217;m blowing them off, which is far from my intention.  If this has been your perception, please forgive me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cynicism takes little to no effort.  But one must dream and toil to implement practical remedies for those things which are criticized.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m noticing that I walk faster around here.  It could be because of the cold weather, but maybe not.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In nerdy news, my &lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/dev/wp-fotobook/" target="_new"&gt;Fotobook&lt;/a&gt; plugin for importing &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com" target="_new"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; photo galleries into &lt;a href="http://www.wordpress.org" target="_new"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/a&gt; has been downloaded 1210 times since I released it 2 months ago.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shalom.
&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=197" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man who woke up today at 8:00 was a completely different man than the one who&amp;#8217;s been waking up at noon the last week.  I think I like the former better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every convenience we enjoy and every dollar we save costs something.  I&amp;#8217;m convinced more and more with every day that it&amp;#8217;s not worth it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;The lives of the thirty thousand children who die of starvation each day is like six September 11ths every single day, a silent tsunami that happens every week.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hmm.
&lt;/p&gt;
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</description><comments>http://theharpster.xanga.com/561229889/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, December 22, 2006</title><link>http://theharpster.xanga.com/557713288/item/</link><guid>http://theharpster.xanga.com/557713288/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Dec 2006 02:50:25 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;h3&gt;a few songs for christmas&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=189" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every year as this season rolls around I usually give in to the Christmas spirit and end up recording a song or two.  Here are the songs I&amp;#8217;ve recorded the last few years.  A few of them have been up on my &lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/music" target="_new"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt; player, but &amp;#8216;O Come, O Come Emmanuel&amp;#8217; is right off the reel.&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/mp3s/christmas/01%20O%20Come%20O%20Come%20Emmanuel.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/mp3s/christmas/02%20Have%20Yourself%20a%20Merry%20Little%20Christmas.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;O Come, O Come Emmanuel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/mp3s/christmas/03%20The%20Christmas%20Song.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/mp3s/christmas/03%20The%20Christmas%20Song.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;The Christmas Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/mp3s/christmas/04%20God%20Rest%20Ye%20Merry%20Gentlemen.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh, and I also added a few &lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/photo-gallery/" target="_new"&gt;photo albums&lt;/a&gt; of pictures that I took for my photography class in Austria.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=185" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;After not touching my face with any sort of sharp object for almost two months, I am finally realizing that things are getting a bit out of control.  Mom the guy standing in the airport on the 17th that looks like he&amp;#8217;s been living in the mountains for two months is me.  Don&amp;#8217;t be scared, you can take me home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A few short lists before my return:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Things I will miss:&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Being able to ride a bicycle anywhere&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Sunday afternoons in the garden or in the mountains&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Having very little to do and being able to breathe deeply&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Speckwurst (sausage filled with cheese and wrapped in bacon = wunderbar!)&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ The abundance of music&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Hanging out with Sammy and the other dear friends I&amp;#8217;ve made&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Having my laundry done for me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Things I miss:&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Family and friends&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Cruising around, indulging myself with music&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Sitting at Barnes and Noble for hours&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Not having to pay at least 30% more for everything&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Oddly enough, Arkadelphia&lt;br /&gt;
â€¢ Being able to communicate with everyone&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In these days as we anticipate the birth of our Savior, may we allow ourselves to be overcome by the implications of the Incarnation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This was written outside a church and it echoed in my soul:&lt;br /&gt;
Mein Vater, ich verstehe Dich nicht, aber ich vertraue Dir.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.aaronharp.com/index.php?p=184" id="postlink" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;My blogging infrequency has been steadily increasing.  I just haven&amp;#8217;t had too much to say as of late.  By the way, thanks for the book suggestions.  I have my reading lined up for the next little bit.  Now I just need a Barnes and Noble.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Something&amp;#8217;s definitely wrong if there&amp;#8217;s snow (well, ice) in Texas and we&amp;#8217;re still above freezing here in Austria.  Oh what a world.  It needs to hurry up and snow so that I can go skiing before I leave.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well my time here&amp;#8217;s coming to a close.  I have two more weeks left and then after an extremely long day of traveling, I&amp;#8217;ll be home.  It&amp;#8217;s sad, but I&amp;#8217;m getting ready to be back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tonight I&amp;#8217;m going to the Krampus run.  I&amp;#8217;d try to explain it, but there&amp;#8217;s no way to.  I&amp;#8217;ll just say that last Saturday I got whipped by a Krampus and it hurt extremely bad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bis bald.
&lt;/p&gt;
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