A Universe Between Us
Just a compilation of thoughts and ideas.
My life… is a mess put together
“Lord you know that I’ve been sinking.
I bear witness
That there is no one more worthy of praise
Or worthy of your name
I declare when you call me your son
That I am saved”
I know I’ve been sinking and in spite of it all, He still calls me His son and blesses me unconditionally with eternal love.
I feel so grateful that I have such an amazing God, everyone is definitely missing out.
Just when I had it with my current job he came in swept all my worries up and gave me a chance to change my life with a new great job. Now it’s up to me to take that opportunity and change my life for the better, it’s time to become a man but I am so afraid; I know He is there to care for me at all times, I’m so sure of it. I am about to make a tough decision, maybe it’s just my lazy self not wanting to break habit or routine but I think it’s time to do something of the sort. It’s simple, I’ll just get a new job that is a bit more strict but it pays more. I’ll be tired doing both school and work but sacrifices will be necessary to not fall behind in this cruel world. Thank you Lord for hearing my prayers.
No… just no.
I was browsing through Google + looking for some trouble to make and noticed this particular comment on a picture concerning gay marriage. It said:
“I love it when evangelicals/fundamentalists/biblical conservatives try and discuss the Bible. All cherry picking a few texts and ignoring the rest.”
and I couldn’t help but wonder, isn’t that what the loyal opposition does? The scoffers and mockers of the Holy Word of God, aren’t THEY the ones that pick out verses in the Bible to make it seem self-contradicting? They’ll use something from Leviticus, a law for the Jews, and then compare it to something Jesus says in the New Testament, the gospel. Not saying they all do this, some actually find the Bible to hold some type of nontraditional teaching of morals. The Bible is our… well… Bible, it is our manual, our script, it is our directions to a better after-life, and for an atheist it is what, a waste of paper, a sci-fi work, children’s stories.. etc..? Of course scoffers will not study the Bible as we do because they try to heedfully find these errs or to expose these “fallacies” that they so firmly believe exist. What about us? Are they dismissing our intelligence or our ability to investigate in order to find truth. Einstein once said: “If you cannot explain something simply, you do not fully understand it”. The gospel can be explained to a child and can be fully understood by a child.. for example me, I understood the Gospel but never applied to my life until I reached the point in my life where the future began to scare me. Occam’s razor fully supports this but unfortunately, some people just refuse to believe in simple matters because everything they know, allegedly, required a scientific experiment. Excuses such as “I stopped believing when I reached the age of reason” make me giggle. In my opinion, the age of reason is your own life.
I rarely ever have a point in my rants but If I had to pick one for this, it would be that as Christians, we do not renounce our intelligence and reasoning. To the contrary, as a human being, I reasonably challenge my own beliefs to further my ability to explain something simply, to express my understanding on the subject.
I will begin to write for the first time ever..
I’m crying right now… At this very moment, emotions are the last things I want to feel. They’re invading me, like thieves at night, they climb my walls of comfort and confidence and they blow them up to fucking pieces, leaving me vulnerable, cold and in desperate need of rescue. But who do I have that can help me? Who do I ever tell my problems to? Who around me do I consider reliable? The salts of my tears are burning my eyes right now, it helps me stop crying… maybe cause it burns. That’s what helps? The salts of my tears? Is there somebody that I can talk to? Of course there is, but they aren’t human… now, why would that be a problem? They don’t talk back… they give me a nice feeling of comfort but I know exactly why this is happening. I know exactly why I feel this way and it’s all coming back to me now. I deserve this, I deserve this suffering, these emotions that are making my heart ache, my eyes burn, my head throb. I don’t even know what I’m upset about anymore, too many things are running through my head, sending electric shocks to my heart to remind me I should be feeling heartbroken… Is this it? Do I move on? Do I just forget this happened and pretend it’s bothering me so people can ask what’s wrong and I can spill my thoughts to them? I wish I knew, I really did. I feel like this is something a teenager should be writing about, you know, with their hormones going crazy, school life, dating, all those worries one had as a teenager. I’m not a teenager anymore though, I stopped being one a few months ago. Has it not been long enough to stop acting as one? Or maybe it’ll linger for longer? I wish there was a manual I could find the answers in, but, unfortunately, there isn’t… I guess we’re all scientists and our lives are just one big experiment that we must keep testing on.
Cornelius’
“And every generation’s got the fearless few who can’t be bought
they don’t take polls or look around, they act on truth and then
they stand their ground”
Tis fortunately true, and I hope I’m one of these ‘fearless few’. :/
