I Walk Alone (Edited Version)

Posted: September 2, 2012 in Uncategorized

I know it isn’t the truth, but sometimes this song is how I feel. Basically this is how the song goes:

Chorus 1:

“I walk for miles inside this pit of danger
A place where no one follows me; I walk alone”

Chorus 2:

“I walk for miles inside this pit of danger
I’ve swallowed down a thousand years of anger
The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders
A place where no one follows me; I walk alone”


Posted: August 26, 2012 in Uncategorized

So here I am writing to you. I kinda feel like I’m at a crossroads in my life (I’ll try and blog my thoughts more often).

First here are some things you may or may not know about me.

My name is Jason Beauchemin (aka Jaybo).

I work for a restaurant doing dishes and at a  grocery store I help run the Produce department. For years I’ve let my job or whatever the main thing is in my life (including some people in my past) define who I am or what my main focus is and in a way that should not be.


I am a christian and one of the crossroads in my life is I am a single 29 year old going on 30 next month and in a way I feel like I have nothing to show for it. I always feel like there’s gotta be more to this life, however in some aspects of my life I’m not sure what direction my life should should go in? I know I gotta live the Christian life, but I’m little confused about that too (besides praying to and trusting in God).

Another thing is, (this weekend is a little different), but usually I have every weekend off now, but I’ve engulfed my life so much in work on the weekends over a couple of years that I don’t know what to do in my time off and in some ways without work I think I’ve lost my motivation. I love beng around people too.

I have some major decisions to make regarding my future (not immediately, but over time).

Any thoughts and prayers would be appreciated.


Any ideas? It feels so good to get this out.


Thoughts Download

Posted: February 23, 2011 in Uncategorized

These thoughts may be in random order. Where do I begin? What do you do when your life starts to feel mediocre? Like average? Like where do you go from here? You feel like your life has become predictable? That’s where I feel that I am at now. I get up in the morning, go to work early due to bus ( I work at 10:30, bus to get me here in time gets me here by 9 so I hang out on my laptop or iphone till 10:30), work 10:30am till 3, 4, 0r 5 pm Monday through Thursday and then go home and relax (except Thursdays where I have practice then go home), Fridays off, Saturdays work 9 – 3 and then have two and a half hours to wait after till the bus comes and then head to church (our Dover Saturday Night Experience), and then Sunday get up early to volunteer for our Newington Experience. I always have that feeling like there’s gotta be more to life than this. Guess I need more adventure. Life just got a hold of me and I just gotta grab life by the horns and shake it up a little. But how though? That is the question.



Posted: January 6, 2011 in Uncategorized

Sorry I haven’t blogged in a while. Allot of things been thinking about in my head. Maybe I should blog soon. Hope you’re all doing well. God Bless.


Official Peanuts Widget

Posted: December 16, 2010 in Uncategorized


Posted: December 2, 2010 in Uncategorized

This is one subject that I wanna talk about. Just to let In on something, in my life there are no such thing an acquaintance. If I’ve met you, wether you are a co-worker, former co-worker, person I just meet/talk to no the fly at church….etc you are my friend. Everybody who I meet, if we exchange names you become my friend. Friendship means allot to me. More than words can express. Some of you have become so close it’s like you are family (you know who you are). I really appreciate that. For those of you who I’ve just met, if you have any questions, just ask. I appreciate you all.

I don’t know exactly how to end this blog so I’ll rnd it rrriiiggghhhttt….now.

Butt Dial

Posted: November 17, 2010 in Uncategorized

I like this. I DID NOT write this, but I just read this and like it so I thought I would share it with you. It is called “But Dial” by Pastot Steven Furtick. God Bless.

Butt Dial
Wednesday November 17th, 2010

Sooner or later it happens to everybody. You get a call from a friend and pick up the phone thinking they want to talk. You say hello, but instead of getting a response they just start talking about random things. You keep saying their name louder and louder, but they just keep talking.

After a few seconds or moments, you realize the truth: you’ve been butt dialed. They didn’t mean to call you. It was just the pressure in their back pocket that made it happen.

Almost always, it’s just meaningless chatter. What food they’re ordering. Directions they’re taking. Plans they’re making.

But sometimes, you’re let into conversations that you didn’t want to hear. The person on the other line begins talking about someone you know. Or worse, they begin talking about you. And it isn’t the same things they would be saying if the phone was in their hand rather than their back pocket.

Or maybe the content of their conversation simply isn’t what you would expect out of them. It’s vulgar or low-level compared to the way it is when they’re talking to you directly.

Right now, this could easily turn into a judgmental or woe is me situation. But I want to flip the tables for a second.

What if the situation was reversed (because it often is)? What if your phone accidentally dialed when it was in your pocket?

Would we say the same things we say about people?
Would we have the same conversations?
Would we sound as spiritual as we did in small group or at the coffee shop?

We often talk about the need for the content of our lives to match the content of our speech. The whole walk the talk idea. But it’s just as necessary that the content of our public discourse match the content of our private discussions. Or that the content of our private discussions match the content of our other private discussions.

What would it look like if we lived our lives as if our phone was dialing someone at all times? In other words, what if the microphone was always on?

I wish I could leave it at those theoretical questions. But I can’t. Because they’re not theoretical. The phone is always dialing. The microphone is always on:

There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known. What you have said in the dark will be heard in the daylight, and what you have whispered in the ear in the inner rooms will be proclaimed from the roofs.
Luke 12:2-3