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Name: Ryan
Country: United States
State: Kentucky
Metro: bowling green
Birthday: 1/14/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: God(Father, Jesus, and Holy Spirit), people, music(listening, singing, playing)...late nights with friends, worshipping our maker, exploring the outdoors, disc golf, food, sleeping, shelter,love...i like all the neccesities actually
Expertise: I'm no expert, but my Father is. I'm learning and growing from my mistakes and failed attempts and becoming the man I was created to be. I like creating musical fusion in the forms of Rock and Worship and that is what makes me come alive
Occupation: Other
Industry: Construction
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  mabes42141
MSN: cheese_eater1@hotmail.com
Member Since:
12/4/2005
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| Some lyrics I wrote last July that I felt I should share: Like Enoch I come to You, Lord I'm laying down all I have held onto And all I'm searching for is You...onlyYou I long for You And my spirit cries out to be filled I long to know You, just like Enoch did I've tasted of Your presence before, And it's left me wanting more of You So with all of my heart I will search for Yours, I will search for Yours 'Cause I long for You And my spirit cries out to be filled Lord I long to know You, just like Enoch did So won't You break me Lord, oh won't You break me Lord And make me more like, more like You Then won't You fill me Lord, oh won't You fill me Lord Fill me with more of more of You ...be encouraged as you seek the Lord...worship Him with all You've got, bring glory to His name through the good fruit You bear by the power of His Spirit in Jesus' name. | | |
| So...3 months. Life is different now. I'm not in glasgow....but who doesn't know that. All has again been stripped away. Hoping that God is able to work in me what He needs to in order for me to be able to move on to the next level of what He is calling me to. Learning to eat meat. Learning what "pray without ceasing" means. Spending a lot of time on the r-ville square praising my Father for his goodness and faithfulness, which He continues to show me even when I am found to be a terrible steward with the exceedingly invaluable treasure he entrusts me with. But I thank Him for showing me where it is I am found lacking and what needs to go. Be free Father to mold me into the image of your Son. I ask in the name of Jesus for gentleness, kindness, and self-control. Father please continue to work in me removing all bitterness, anger, disobedience, and lack of patience, in Jesus' name. I'm pressing on. I have a good job, and my Father has been faithful to take care of me even when I didn't see how things were going to work out. Why waste time worrying about things you can't figure out anyway when He already knows how He's going to work it out and will do it at the appointed time. I've doubted God's timing before...doubted its importance and relevance and existence...But it really is everything. And you can trust in it because it is perfect because He is in control of it and He is perfect. I'm learning...praising Him in all circumstances. I miss the band. I've been writing more. I miss the guys as much as the music. I love all of you. This is where I'm supposed to be. In r-ville, my own personal desert. And God is my living water and the only way to survive. I find that I must constantly drink in his presence...find refreshing in His shade. It sustains me and keeps me from going insane or beating the crap out of myself. I love you Jesus! Thank you for giving me another chance...for not giving up on me...for not yelling at me everytime I fail you. You don't do that. You're always gentle. Always operating in true love, because you are true love! It would be impossible for you to show me anything other than Love. My flesh sucks. It's out to destroy me, not realizing what it's doing...it's selfish and self-seeking. And it must daily die. I can't gratiful its desires. And i won't in the name of Jesus! I find my rest in You | | |
| Aquire The Fire was awesome! Over 6,000 kids there worshipping Jesus, drawing near to God and seeking His plans for their lives! I was glad to be there and able to help, even if it was just selling merch...I pray those kids were able to see Jesus in me as I took their money and gave them crap. I didn't get to see a lot of what was going on in the main room. I got to go in there and worship a few times, and that was sweet! I know from talking to others that a lot of teens made decisions for Christ and decisions to commit every aspect of their lives to Him. To be devoted to Him for life and follow Him no matter the consequences that arise. Thank You Jesus for ATF and for reaching all those teens and showing them your love. I pray for each of them that You would make Youself so real to them and that you would use us to raise up an army for You out of this generation. An army of people devoted to You and willing to love and follow You no matter what. Redeem this generation. We claim it in the name of Jesus!
In other news...they put me at Pillar's booth(they're a decent Christian Rock band) to sell their merch. Funny story. Go back with me if you will to July 23rd, 2005. I'm preparing to play a rock show myself in good ole Cave City, KY and right before I go on stage a few kids approach me and say, "hey, you look like the lead singer for Pillar." and I say, "really?" Now...with that in mind fast forward back to me at Pillar's booth again, selling their merchandise to teens. And add to the story that the other guy helping me sell merch is a buff black guy that looks a heck of a lot like Pillar's drummer. Yeah....so a lot of the kids their thought we were Pillar...very flattering. It was fun watching them shyly approach us and ask for our autographs. To a lot of them we'd say, "You know, we're not Pillar, we're just selling their merch." and through the embarassment they'd say, "we'll can we have your autograph anyway?" and so we'd give it to them...then we just pretty much stopped saying anything but "sure" when they'd ask for our autographs. I don't even know how many I gave out, lol, but I'd sure like to see some kids face when he gets home and says, "Who's Ryan Lockhart? He's not in Pillar!?!?!" ah yes, but I did meet the man you thought I was and he shook my hand... | | |
| So...I'm on my way home from work driving the Woodward's minivan on the Cumberland Parkway about 2 miles from Glasgow when the engine begins to sputter and die just as I pull off the side of the road. I quickly realize that I am probably out of gas, but I have no way of knowing for sure because the gas guage wouldn't work today. I try to restart the car but it's apparent that it's not going to happen. So I get out of the car and start running toward Glasgow...because walking would just take entirely too long. I had been running for maybe a mile when a car stops and starts backing up the side of the road toward me. I approach the window not sure what to do and right away I notice that it's Dane Bowles' dad, Kyle. "I never do this It is so dangerous to pick anyone up these days!" he exclaims, "but when I saw you I felt so bad for you that I had to stop, but the funny thing is that I didn't even know it was you! This has to be the Lord, because you could have been a murderer or anything, but I felt so strongly that I was supposed to stop that I just had to do it and it turns out that it's you, Ryan!." He just kept going on and on about how strange it was...strange indeed...and quite a blessing to not have to run the 7 or so miles back to the woodwards' house...but the blessings didn't end there. Mr. Bowles drops me off at the Woodwards' and Christa volunteers to take me back to the minivan with some gas to see if it will start. It does. We decide to drive to a gas station to put some more gas in. We stop at the BP next to the parkway and I'm going to put $15 in. I'm at around the $10 mark when a guy yells at me from across the parking lot asking, "Is that the way to Horse Cave?" while jestering toward Burkesville. I reply, "no, it's not..." and pause to tell him how to get to horsecave but he notices me Oklahoma shirt and becomes very excited and is all like, "are you a sooner's fan?!?!?!?!?!?!" and I'm like, "yeah...i went to school there for a semester..." and he proceeds to tell me that he's from tulsa and how big of a fan he is and then I suddenly remembered the gas i was pumping. I turned to look at the pump as it was rolling over to $28.00. I yell "OH CRAP!" and start running to shut it off and he's like, "dude, did I make you over-pump" and I tried to reassure him that he didn't and that I had it covered, but he insisted on paying for it! I tried to talk him out of it, but he would not give. I start toward Christa to get some more cash from her to cover what I didn't have and He went in to get directions to Horse Cave and payed for my gas. I tried to reimburse him, but he wouldn't take the money!! He just smiled and said, "from one sooners fan to another" and then left. I felt bad and stupid, but then just grateful. I realized that it was a blessing from my Father who loves me. ALL things are the Father's! And all good gifts are from the Father! The money and possesions we think we have, even the different giftings and talents we use...they all belong to the Father. We are merely stewards of what we have. Having been entrusted by the Father with various things. And whatever He entrusts us with it is a blessing to us and it is His desire that we would use all we have to bless others and bring Him glory! Thank you Jesus for taking care of me today and for meeting my needs...Your faithfulness and love continually amaze me! | | |
| I have apparently once again been labeled as "lame" because I haven't
posted since like last year. Well I'm not going to tell you everything
that's gone on for the past month and a half...it was eventful, but I
choose not to write about it here. I will tell you about this
week. It's been an interesting one...in some good ways and some
very bad. But God knows just what I need...Him! I've been
in Tennessee all week for those of you who may have thought I dropped
off the face of the earth. It's done me a lot of good. It's good
to get away and look at things clearly from a different
perspective. Some of you may also know that it is my dream to
play music and find some way to get paid to do that. Well I've spent
the week at the "W" s super-nice studio and facility just outside of
Franklin, Tennessee. I've been moving this guys entire estate all
week...you wouldn't believe all the stuff he owns! He has more
guitars and amps than i've ever seen in one location at once...as well
as The Beatles original drum set..and yes Ringo did actually play it!!
It's so surreal being around all this stuff here, you really have to
see it to believe it. And chance would have it that my friends,
Broken Box, are playing a show here at The W tonight! What are
the odds? They're playing a showcase for 3 labels in hopes of
getting signed. They are a worship band. And worship is just what I
need right now...I am so anticipating the session tonight. I can't wait
to just let loose and worship my God and be drawn deep into His
presence! It has been such a tough week! emotionally and
physically demanding...! My heart was broken earlier this week.
It is being restored and made new once again by my Father...and He
knows exactly what He is doing. I fully trust Him! I refuse
to fret and worry and wallow in self-pity and depression...He has
delivered me from those things and called me to walk in faith and trust
and love and hope. I love You Jesus no matter what happens! Lord
You have my heart...and I will search for yours...I won't give
up.
Isn't this snow awesome?!?!?! I miss you guys in Glasgow...even the ones who aren't in the Pipeqqqry...enjoy the snow!
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