<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818200446274100396</id><updated>2020-02-28T17:48:17.755-08:00</updated><category term="Addictions"/><category term="Brokenness"/><category term="Christian"/><category term="Depression"/><category term="First Post"/><category term="God"/><category term="Life In Your Way"/><category term="Loneliness"/><category term="Mark"/><category term="Mark 2:17"/><category term="Messed Up"/><category term="NIV"/><category term="New Zealand"/><category term="Struggling"/><category term="Who I Am"/><category term="blog"/><title type='text'>Hi.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thomas Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09726694096475381435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHaKLZBdPQk/UJsEGq-sKYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jPqNIUkiByw/s1600/533927_10151164866578014_570742607_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818200446274100396.post-1250008879002882084</id><published>2013-12-08T02:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2013-12-08T02:56:38.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing.</title><content type='html'>So it&#39;s been a wee while since I last posted. I got a job, working at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rockshop.co.nz/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Rockshop&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(it took me a few months of looking) and I absolutely love it. My band &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.facebook.com/leadusforth&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Lead Us Forth&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is doing well and we&#39;ve been playing a lot of shows lately which has been fantastic. Youth is coming to an end for the year in a couple weeks time and that has been pretty full on for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But outside of the few moments I have with these things, I am generally not happy with where I currently am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lonely, been struggling with that for a while and I&#39;m not my best friend at all when it comes to this. I have made rash and stupid decisions with friends this year leading to nearly losing friends (I&#39;m sorry) and struggling to fit in where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;In a world full of bitter pain and bitter doubt&lt;br /&gt;I was trying so hard to fit in&lt;br /&gt;Until I found out&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t belong here&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Lyrics from Switchfoot&#39;s &quot;Beautiful Letdown&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I guess those lyrics describe how I feel atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since coming back from the states I&#39;ve been yearning to get back over and start life over there.&lt;br /&gt;I want to move to the states, I want to help people there, I want to mentor and be a role model for kids over there, I want to get married and have a family. &amp;nbsp;I know this will happen one day. Recently I&#39;ve come across some information that might speed that up, but it&#39;s so hard to look forward into the future when the present is sometimes unbearable to live through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now it feels like I&#39;m stumbling over furniture in the dark with no idea which way is the exit, constantly hurting myself and become disorientated not knowing where I am in this room. Would be great to have some help with this but then I get scared when anyone gets close. I make stupid decisions that cost friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m finding it hard to shake these feelings of insignificance and non-belonging. Maybe I shouldn&#39;t shake them and embrace them to help me make decisions about life but then that&#39;s scary for me to make decisions like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t know the purpose of this or if anyone will read it, but if you do know that I&#39;m being real with you and that crap happens and we don&#39;t always have an answer or an idea of a way out. I guess we just have to keep going and keep pressing on with crap happens.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/1250008879002882084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/12/longing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/1250008879002882084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/1250008879002882084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/12/longing.html' title='Longing.'/><author><name>Thomas Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09726694096475381435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHaKLZBdPQk/UJsEGq-sKYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jPqNIUkiByw/s1600/533927_10151164866578014_570742607_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818200446274100396.post-5633998573105929252</id><published>2013-03-21T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-21T15:06:24.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing lanes.</title><content type='html'>Well I needed to change something, I wasn&#39;t happy with where I was or what I &amp;nbsp;was doing and after careful consideration I decided that it was right for me to leave my bachelor program at university. The final year is a hard year to pull out from but I believe it&#39;s the right thing because immediately I have felt more positive about life and what I want to be doing with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need to do at the moment is to find a job so I can support myself, which is another kind of stress but one that is much less than doing a degree I was no longer happy or convinced about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beginning to look better.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5633998573105929252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/03/changing-lanes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/5633998573105929252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/5633998573105929252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/03/changing-lanes.html' title='Changing lanes.'/><author><name>Thomas Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09726694096475381435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHaKLZBdPQk/UJsEGq-sKYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jPqNIUkiByw/s1600/533927_10151164866578014_570742607_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818200446274100396.post-240843155375378640</id><published>2013-03-10T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-10T04:06:10.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have maybe 2 good days in a week.</title><content type='html'>The title says it all kinda. 2 days are good, and 5 days are sucky. Actually it&#39;s not even a full two days, it&#39;s more those two evenings are good. I get to do something I love, be with youth, and do band practice. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes church on Sunday is also good, but if I have an assignment due that night then it isn&#39;t so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been like this ever since I got back from America   I really don&#39;t feel at home here any more (I mentioned all this in my other blog kiwiinaforeignland). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m dealing and struggling with depression right now and I&#39;m hoping this blog is a way for me to vent, process, but also maybe God can use this to speak to someone and talk through my brokenness. I&#39;m going to try and be honest on this blog which is really scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have missed out on handing in a 40% essay (to be fair I was also working on a 60% assignment at the same time) because I have no drive or motivation at university. I really hope this changes, or something clicks soon. If not, then this year is going to be one long and painful exercise for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must sleep, huge day today. Start of a new block course, and I also need to get that 40% essay done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/240843155375378640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/03/i-have-maybe-2-good-days-in-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/240843155375378640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/240843155375378640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/03/i-have-maybe-2-good-days-in-week.html' title='I have maybe 2 good days in a week.'/><author><name>Thomas Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09726694096475381435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHaKLZBdPQk/UJsEGq-sKYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jPqNIUkiByw/s1600/533927_10151164866578014_570742607_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818200446274100396.post-5852183096838581254</id><published>2013-03-09T15:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-03-09T15:32:37.942-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Addictions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brokenness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christian"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Depression"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life In Your Way"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Loneliness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mark"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mark 2:17"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Messed Up"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NIV"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Struggling"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Who I Am"/><title type='text'>Who I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve seen too many Christians think that to be &quot;Christian&quot; you should be perfect, that everything needs to be in order in your life to even be considered as accepted or to be able to do God&#39;s work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;On hearing this, Jesus said to them, &quot;It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.&quot; (Mark 2:17, NIV)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m broken, I have a past and things in my life which I am not proud of and are still struggling with today. Stupid addictions, depression,&amp;nbsp;loneliness, etc. My life isn&#39;t anywhere near as perfect as I would hope, it&#39;s not nearly as messed up as it could be either (thank God)!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t even know where my life is going or what I am supposed to be doing, but I figure that if I keep God at the centre and surround myself with people who understand the broken, then maybe things will work out right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;This is who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/IMKFzKFClCE?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/5852183096838581254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/03/this-is-who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/5852183096838581254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/5852183096838581254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/03/this-is-who-i-am.html' title='Who I am.'/><author><name>Thomas Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09726694096475381435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHaKLZBdPQk/UJsEGq-sKYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jPqNIUkiByw/s1600/533927_10151164866578014_570742607_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818200446274100396.post-246414733529608476</id><published>2013-03-09T05:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-03-09T05:26:03.875-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="First Post"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Zealand"/><title type='text'>Hi.</title><content type='html'>Kia ora, hello, welcome to my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Thomas and I am 23 years old. If you hadn&#39;t already figured out by the pic, I am a kiwi (which means I come from New Zealand). I am in my final year of a primary (elementary) school degree. I also love Jesus very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that over these next few posts you will get to know me better. I think this blog is going to be somewhat raw and open, especially for where I am with life right now. I feel that I am needing somewhere to vent otherwise I will explode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s 2:34am in the morning and I have two massive assignments due at midnight tonight and I have barely been able to so any work on them for some reasons I will try and highlight in my next few posts but for now I really must sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this finds you well and thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot;style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cew-XPxWV9E/UTs4ah5VbSI/AAAAAAAABEw/-aOBNIA5RjY/s640/blogger-image-1906009553.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cew-XPxWV9E/UTs4ah5VbSI/AAAAAAAABEw/-aOBNIA5RjY/s640/blogger-image-1906009553.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/feeds/246414733529608476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/03/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/246414733529608476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7818200446274100396/posts/default/246414733529608476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibutler.blogspot.com/2013/03/hi.html' title='Hi.'/><author><name>Thomas Butler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09726694096475381435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHaKLZBdPQk/UJsEGq-sKYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jPqNIUkiByw/s1600/533927_10151164866578014_570742607_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Cew-XPxWV9E/UTs4ah5VbSI/AAAAAAAABEw/-aOBNIA5RjY/s72-c/blogger-image-1906009553.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Auckland Auckland</georss:featurename><georss:point>-36.858116 174.63238</georss:point></entry></feed>