Cross
Chipper is the word of the hour! Chipper Chipper Chipper! Like some little bird...
Ok, so I stole my picture of a cross from off of some website that was selling it for like $35 bucks... but now I want to by the real thing even though I have no money or even the foggiest idea where I found the picture at. More's the pity.
"There must certainly be a lot of depressed deer in Michigan. We teach to take the deer, rather than swerving. However we do not teach take the elk, but it is often hard to distinguish the two at 2:00am when they are standing six inches in front of your franticly slowing car"
~Leroy, the driving instructor man
That got me to laugh. The "We do not teach to take the elk" part and the "depressed deer" part. Most funny.
Guess what! I learned how to get into an accident and back out again without losing the car! I got to learn how to avoid a smashing hit when the car pulls out in front of you, and how to get out of a steering and brake lock and how to do lots of other fun stuff! I was so happy I sped all the way home through the snow sometimes approaching speeds of up to twenty miles under the speed limit! And I'm not going to school tomorrow because I won't be able to get there I don't want to go anyway!
How terribly amusing. >;) I am well pleased! ;)
Isn't God just so totally awesome! I haven't prayed for a few hours today, but I have been with God because he was with me and I recognized that. There, now I just prayed again and came a little bit closer to god with that prayer, just a bit, just a bit. ;)
So my theology teacher was answering some student's question about praying in tongues and all that, as christians and Catholics believe in that. It was after he mentioned something about the Quakers and Shakers and dying out because they believed in celibacy for everyone. Poor Shakers. But yeah so I was like praying in tongues quietly, and it was like very cool. This was a short while after going to mass, and in fact, (silly me), I just realized that was not this morning but yesterday! Ha! Still God was very good, and he doesn't say a lot to me right now. I don't really want him to in a way, much in the same way that he doesn't want me to say much. Words are so dumb. He just lives in my soul and brings light to my eyes and joy to my heart, and I laugh! God is good! And then I get annoyed at someone, and say something unkind perhaps, and then I repent and so quickly go back to where I was with God! I am not brooding overlong on bad things, God tells me to instantly get over them and move closer to him and I do!
Later of course I go through periods of recognizing that I am far lower then the dust upon which I stand, for the dust cannot disobey God but I can and I do, and before the Eucharest I have no choice but to fall crippled to my knees and beg for forgiveness for my sin, or even my lack of pure good. And then I receive Jesus and I am guilty of his blood on my hands and in my mouth as I have eaten of his flesh when I should have rather died from looking upon it, and the shock is just too deep, but Jesus, my Jesus, does it anyway for me and draws me closer. My relationship with Jesus is constantly healing from where it was before I knew him deeply, and now I am not frustrated by me setting me back through whatever means, but by the lost moments that I could have spent with Jesus instead of producing later material and ammunition for distractions! Ah so very very cursed am I, and so much more infinitly blessed for the experience. Do I willfully sin? I hope not. Never again. Here is my sin, I do not always refrain my ears from hearing what other's say about their sin. Friends discuss what evils they have done within my hearing, and others write what evil they have seen and I read it. I read of evil and it's poison, I gaze on the blackness which is not light. I am thankful I am not a part of that blackness, but in the interval I hav delayed my growing with Christ by valuable seconds while gazing on the absence of his work or allowing my hearing to dwell in places where he speaks not. Not evil sin, but a sin of wasting time with Christ and for not loving him enough to be with him always when gossip is around.
But he loves me, and I am content. :) And I grow ever closer to him always, and seek more and more to find ways of uniting my soul to him. Such is Love, for God is love, and I shall strive to abide in him.
Oh Joe, just so you know, much of what I say I understand could have heretical teachings and be incorrect ways of viewing a relationship with God, as to what is and what isn't. I realize this but the words had to be articulated some way and they came out almost close to what I meant so I left them lay, as it were, for a while.
Cheer! Chipper cheer!
~Joe, a beloved by God
Ok, so I stole my picture of a cross from off of some website that was selling it for like $35 bucks... but now I want to by the real thing even though I have no money or even the foggiest idea where I found the picture at. More's the pity.
"There must certainly be a lot of depressed deer in Michigan. We teach to take the deer, rather than swerving. However we do not teach take the elk, but it is often hard to distinguish the two at 2:00am when they are standing six inches in front of your franticly slowing car"
~Leroy, the driving instructor man
That got me to laugh. The "We do not teach to take the elk" part and the "depressed deer" part. Most funny.
Guess what! I learned how to get into an accident and back out again without losing the car! I got to learn how to avoid a smashing hit when the car pulls out in front of you, and how to get out of a steering and brake lock and how to do lots of other fun stuff! I was so happy I sped all the way home through the snow sometimes approaching speeds of up to twenty miles under the speed limit! And I'm not going to school tomorrow because I won't be able to get there I don't want to go anyway!
How terribly amusing. >;) I am well pleased! ;)
Isn't God just so totally awesome! I haven't prayed for a few hours today, but I have been with God because he was with me and I recognized that. There, now I just prayed again and came a little bit closer to god with that prayer, just a bit, just a bit. ;)
So my theology teacher was answering some student's question about praying in tongues and all that, as christians and Catholics believe in that. It was after he mentioned something about the Quakers and Shakers and dying out because they believed in celibacy for everyone. Poor Shakers. But yeah so I was like praying in tongues quietly, and it was like very cool. This was a short while after going to mass, and in fact, (silly me), I just realized that was not this morning but yesterday! Ha! Still God was very good, and he doesn't say a lot to me right now. I don't really want him to in a way, much in the same way that he doesn't want me to say much. Words are so dumb. He just lives in my soul and brings light to my eyes and joy to my heart, and I laugh! God is good! And then I get annoyed at someone, and say something unkind perhaps, and then I repent and so quickly go back to where I was with God! I am not brooding overlong on bad things, God tells me to instantly get over them and move closer to him and I do!
Later of course I go through periods of recognizing that I am far lower then the dust upon which I stand, for the dust cannot disobey God but I can and I do, and before the Eucharest I have no choice but to fall crippled to my knees and beg for forgiveness for my sin, or even my lack of pure good. And then I receive Jesus and I am guilty of his blood on my hands and in my mouth as I have eaten of his flesh when I should have rather died from looking upon it, and the shock is just too deep, but Jesus, my Jesus, does it anyway for me and draws me closer. My relationship with Jesus is constantly healing from where it was before I knew him deeply, and now I am not frustrated by me setting me back through whatever means, but by the lost moments that I could have spent with Jesus instead of producing later material and ammunition for distractions! Ah so very very cursed am I, and so much more infinitly blessed for the experience. Do I willfully sin? I hope not. Never again. Here is my sin, I do not always refrain my ears from hearing what other's say about their sin. Friends discuss what evils they have done within my hearing, and others write what evil they have seen and I read it. I read of evil and it's poison, I gaze on the blackness which is not light. I am thankful I am not a part of that blackness, but in the interval I hav delayed my growing with Christ by valuable seconds while gazing on the absence of his work or allowing my hearing to dwell in places where he speaks not. Not evil sin, but a sin of wasting time with Christ and for not loving him enough to be with him always when gossip is around.
But he loves me, and I am content. :) And I grow ever closer to him always, and seek more and more to find ways of uniting my soul to him. Such is Love, for God is love, and I shall strive to abide in him.
Oh Joe, just so you know, much of what I say I understand could have heretical teachings and be incorrect ways of viewing a relationship with God, as to what is and what isn't. I realize this but the words had to be articulated some way and they came out almost close to what I meant so I left them lay, as it were, for a while.
Cheer! Chipper cheer!
~Joe, a beloved by God