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Mitchell Harmon Johnson  Est. 1993 @MitchellHarmonMusic

Some money shots from the weekend. I freakin love portrait mode!!!

It is finished
Yet, when Jesus spoke these words, the resurrection was not reality. Theologically, I’m still understanding how something can be done but not fulfilled. Regardless, I’m thankful for Holy Saturday because it is a processional day. It’s a reminder that healing, life, and promise can take time. It is a process. Things rarely go how we expect them to. I’m learning it’s ok when the apparent plan goes to shambles. When you find yourself in a place you would never expect. To quote captain Jean Luc Picard ( yes, the captain of the USS Enterprise) “ it’s possible to play all the right cards and still lose. That is called life.” It’s a reminder that often what doesn’t make sense, what appears as failure, is actually a vital step in death to life. It’s a reminder that things take time and can seem fragmented, that’s ok. -
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We live in the awkward, often disturbing, reality of already/not yet. Saturday is that time. Jesus Work on the cross was completed. However, I have to imagine, resurrection seemed so distant; If not completely abandoned. It’s not always easy to live in the knowledge of truth and hope. Sometimes there is a heaviness, even an absence in the meantime. Yet the meantime is not without purpose. The hope of the resurrection means that in the chaos, confusion, absence, doubt, fear, bondage, self deception, pain, and often unexpected time tables there is still hope. In this life or the next. There is hope.

Sophie, sad to see you go, but now I have an excuse to go to Deutschland. Thank you for your friendship and support. You bring such a joy and determination with you. May you be blessed on your journey; know that you always have a home here. #ichliebedich #schnitzel #whitegirlpose

Don’t need a reason to give a shout out to great people. @lilliferry you’re one of the greats. You’ll probably be written about in history books as one of the most influential writers of the 21st century. You’ll be a household name in bible colleges and worship teams; like some Brooke Fraser level stuff. But more than that you’ll be remembered as someone who is honest, relentlessly caring, adventurous, joyful, inquisitive,strong and resilient, a trail blazer, and intentional. You invest into the lives of others and your eyes pick up the beautiful things in the world that most people breeze over. You’re a strong and courageous woman; you look fear in the face and chart a course on the open seas. Your future isn’t just bright, it’s gleaming!

#sapcity #5months #longdistance #candidshot #hashtag #lit #rage #junioryearsforthegirls

I’m not a peaceful person. In the sense of inner peace. Externally, I hope to bring peace anywhere I go; who doesn’t? Internally however, my mind and heart sometimes feel like every third act of every Micheal Bay film ever combined into one. Really just a cluster cuss of a chaotic cocktail.
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That’s why— though often it’s incredibly difficult— I find solace in Philippians when it says “ And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.” It’s comforting because it tells me that peace sometimes comes in ways we can’t possibly know. Hope is a funny thing. Hope implies despair. Hope exists because of despair. Maybe hope exists in spite of despair. The common misconception of hope is that it’s ethereal. We think it’s blind optimism. Like a wish granted by a genie, or a lucky rabbits foot.
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Hope is tangible though. Hope resonates deep within the human spirit. Hope exists, in part, to reveal the depth that’s underneath. Sometimes hope must be fought for, but it’s always there. I have hope in peace. The peace of God is unique because He does what we could never do. When God intercedes with peace he brings all the fragmented pieces to one whole. The reason we are in chaos is because we are disjointed. God, as a peacemaker, is a gatherer. He makes something beautiful out of the wreckage.
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To be honest, I’ve rarely felt God in a moment fix everything. But I’ve seen glimmers of God— like the afternoon sun through squinting blinds— grant peace in a moment. If we truly believe that the small things matter, than the smallest encounter with God should be heralded as worthy of glory. Even if it’s for the smallest moment in the midst of raging seas, hold onto the small moments of peace.

Rad city, rad lady, rad times. Had a great time in the Big Apple! •




#citythatneversleeps #chitown #thebigapple #chicago

Sometimes you just have to jump into things. I have always thought that I was a pretty risky person. But I’m learning that while in many ways, I throw caution to the wind; I also get my head caught in the future and past that I never live here. I’m usually the first to try things, but there are too many times when my head gets the better of me. -
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There’s a few things that I’m personally trying to grow in this year. One of those is to live courageously. Courage leaves you bloodied and bruised. Courage often leaps before it looks. Courage is intentional even though it has the appearance of carelessness. Courage is compassionate. Courage breathes in fear and runs to the battle any way. Courage leaves the world in better shape. Courage loves others. No matter what, when you live courageously—even with the burns, bruises, and breaks— you come out the other end stronger than before; learning lessons you only could through the fire. As much as we caution people to refrain themselves from learning the hard way, that’s often the only way we can learn. -
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All that to say, I’m learning to live courageously, because risk is the business of humans. I’m learning to jump head first into more things, because I value a story to tell. I’m learning that sometimes expectations can only be managed from the inside, because we often get paralyzed by fear of what could or couldn’t be. So live courageously, and I pray God blesses and favors you as you risk.

It’s Valentines Day!! Obviously. A time for Love and affection both romantic and platonic. To be honest I’ve never fully understood it. To be even more honest, it’s always kinda annoyed me. I’ve noticed a trend, either it’s a time to give a cute shoutout to a significant other— which is totally appropriate and truly warms my heart. Or people tend to hide they’re true feelings of loneliness behind sarcasm. Regardless, I think we’ve lost some of the depth of Valentine’s Day.
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Let’s look at the history of the holiday; before Halmark got a hold of it. To be fair much of the story is hard to document and has passed into legend. But even legend can have profound impact. St. Valentine was a second century christian saint living under the rule of Claudius. Claudius, in an attempt to recruit for the Roman army, outlawed marriage as he saw it as a hinderance to his grand Emipre. In secret, Valentine would marry couples in direct rebellion against the Emperors orders. For this, he was sentenced to death by beating and beheading. Even hundreds of years before Romeo and Juliet Love and death have danced together.
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At the risk of sounding like an angsty Green Day song, I think there’s an interesting parallel to love and death. Jesus said “ there is no greater love than this, to die for a friend.” And as much as Rose from Star Wars may disagree, perhaps we win wars by dying for those we love. Perhaps it’s in laying down ourselves, maybe not physically, that we find true love.
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Romantic love has been difficult for me to fully get —that’s not to say I’m not trying!However, I’ve found I get friendship well. Love found in friendship is one of the sweetest things I’ve come to experience. This Valentine’s Day, I want to say I love you to all my dear friends and family. Friends being a special kind of love. And I hope I can show you a love that is kind, patient, not envious or boastful. A live that is willing to die. And perhaps in laying ourselves down for each other, regardless of distance or depth, we can grow closer. Love is an often flippant term, but I truly mean this, I love you friends. I hope to grow in that love. Be blessed today!

Sup Polar bear. You’re a polar bear. That’s crazy. Anyway say hi to ya mother for me.

Most of life is not filled with “either/ors” rather “both/ands”. I’m a feeler; at least every personality test says I am. Based of the enneagram I’m a melodramatic 4 who’s sole purpose in life is to find identity, meaning, and value for myself and the world around me. Myers-Brings says that I’m an INFP. Basically I’m idealistic yet crushed by the stark dichotomy of ideal and reality. I am the walking personification of FOMO. I fear failing myself and others more than anything in the world; which can often be a self fulfilling prophecy.
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I’m not simply saying that to bear my soul with you— well maybe I am. The point I’m trying to draw is that I have a lot of issues. We all do. That’s part of being human; realizing your struggles and clawing your way through them. We want growth to be like a lightning strike. But growth only comes through time and perseverance. We are gardeners; our lives are seeds planted deep beneath the earth. We must tend, nurture, and prune our own trees. It’s important to know that some trees grow at different paces; some bud before others. Some need more water, some need more sunlight. We must never be ashamed of the stage of life were in. However, we must be diligent gardeners.
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Diversity is one of the most beautiful things about the human race. How boring would it be if we were all the same shade, color, or texture? The human race is s lmosaic. We must care deeply about our patch but also realize where we fit in with every body else. -
This isn’t one of my most linear posts, so I’ll conclude with this. We are all faced with personal struggles, to deny this is to deny your humanity. Own the moments of adversity; love the battle. But we must battle. We must learn to hold two seemingly opposite things and find the middle path. We are “ both/and” creatures. Take the good with the bad. Live with purpose. Tend your garden. Learn to act and not be controlled by reaction. Believe that though today may suck, there is still good in the situation. We are not controlled by fate rather we are designed with purpose. Don’t be ashamed of the things you battle with. Often our greatest vices are perversions of our deepest values. Live, love, and grow.

I think it would be fun to be Flava Flav. I mean being a hype man. The word hype has a pretty sour taste in most people’s mouth, myself included. However, like most things, there’s another side to the coin. I remember back to my football days. You’re jittery, nervous, vomit on your sweater already, moms spaghetti, and sometimes what you need is a distraction. -
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You need to cheer and yell. You need to move your feet and hit the shoulder pads of the brother next you. You need to lift your spirits to a different place and build anticipation for the rest of the game.
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I’m no stranger to misery— geez that sounded macabre. Woof. Anyway, sometimes what you need to start off, or even get through, the day is a little hype. Get out of bed, turn on some white stripes, and attack the day. Misery and fear want you to stand still. So move yourself. -
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One reason hype gets a bad rap is because there is no substance; Which unfortunately, that is often true. Hype can be the monument of a fleeting moment. The hype of a new fashion line, the hype before a concert, the hype of a new movie that may disappoint ( Star Wars The Last Jedi😬). However, What if if hypes purpose is to distract you from your nerves while at the same time shaking the good things to the surface? What if hype is there to reveal a hidden truth? What if hype is necessary to move you to a place of action? I think that is entirely possible.
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If you live in hype 24/7 you have nothing to stand on. If you ride the hype train you miss the crowd along the way. However, sometimes hyping a moment is needed. It’s all in how you approach it. So hype yourselves up and run up the freakin scoreboard my friends. 📷: @zappiatony

When approaching obstacles you have two choices. Break through or go around them. One approach says obstacles are in your way to be broken through. The only way to conquer is to leave rubble and carnage in your wake.
Often there are obstacles to reguide your path. Finding alternate routes is not any means less courageous. In fact, it is a clever courage. It’s the humble courage that says “ I can’t break through this mountain; I must go around.” The point is obstacles are always present, no ones life is disqualified from them. The gray area we all find ourselves in is wether to breakthrough or go around. There’s really no good answer. Discernment based on the situation is really the only leading you have.

I do find solace in this thought. Regardless of which means is necessary, the end remains the same; overcome the obstacle. Obstacles aren’t always as simple or straightforward as we would like them to be; that’s actually the point. However, they are meant to be conquered. They are opportunities to overcome.
They can seem dark, intimidating, and confusing; yet, they can be overcome.
They will humble you, humiliate you, break you; yet, they can be overcome.
If Jesus says we are more than conquerors, he assumes we are conquerors. Perhaps on the far side of obstacles is where we become more.

Whatever obstacle is in your path, may God be with you.

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