realizations >> 1st Service

Oct 15, 2011 00:14

      WELL, I've realized lately that I haven't written in like......6 months, maybe more (and it's not normal writing, cuz I just finished the first draft of a narrative that totally tanked, but like, written for my own gain, written.) It depresses me. So I decided that to get back into the habit of writing, I would post lots and lots on here. To get the feel of it and what not, ya know? SO here it goes...good luck to me.
      Today, as it was Friday, I went to First Service at my school's church. The preacher dude talked about the word "Great". He started off with the definition  "unusual or considerable in degree, power, intensity, etc. and wonderful; first-rate; very good". Then he went on to talk about how God is Great (which he is). His first analogy, according to the Bible was Moses then the adulterer then Joseph. 
      He talking about how God provides and doesn't leave you hanging. In his example of Moses he showed how God didn't fail and saved them from the Egyptians when they first made their getaway. He brought up the "hater" and the mindless followers who would be like "What's wrong with you, Moses? Why'd you bring us all out here to die? At least in Egypt we could've had some barbecue before we died, but now you brought us out here and all we get is the water - get to be like 'Oh here's some pretty water to splash in before we die. Yay'. Thank you for that, Moses." Then he described the panic-y turmoil Moses must've been in (all comedic) as he turned away and asked God what to do ("So just stick out the rod and say 'See what the Lord will do for you'. Got it. But are your sure there's no other way?" "Sure" "Really? 'Cause--" "Just do it" "Bu--" "Moses..." "Okay...".) He showed us how the "Hater" would be left speechless when the wall of water would rise up and would kill all the Egyptians that chased them. ("Do you see that? I think that's a whale! I've never seen one before! Why are you guys acting like the waters rising is an everyday thing?! I've only heard of whales in Sabbath School!")
      The second example he made was about Mary Magdalene This story is pretty much that Mary was caught in the act of adultery and had been dragged in front of Jesus to be sentenced... as in stoned. The officials that asked confronted Jesus were like so what do we do? She was caught screwing this guy and what would you do? Should we stone her or not? As an answer Jesus started to write in the dirt. When he was done he stood and said to everyone that was there, totally ready to kill the girl. "Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her" and slowly they started to go away, since, obviously they weren't without sin.
            First off, according to the preacher, why were they even there? Like, "that's a private conversation, not a conference call" (haha that cracked me up). Personally, I think they were out to catch her, so I think she was set up or something, 'cause well, how else would they be there? If you're going to screw each other, and you know you'll be killed over it, you'd probably be super careful about it, don't you think? Second, again according to the preacher, where in the world is the other part of the conversation? Which is what I thought the first time I heard the story. Like...where's the dude? Why are they singling out the chick? If anything, there'd probably be a bigger chance of her being raped, but then they'd probably still blame her because there was pretty much no respect for anyone with a vagina back then. And what's worse is that they didn't even give her a chance to get dressed, save some dignity for her final moments or whatever. NO, they dragged her out onto the streets with only the blanket on her. Seriously...where is the...guy? I wonder how many of those guys that were dragging her all across town didn't get their own hard-ons? How much you want to bet most of those guys were probably celibate and that was the ONLY goodie they got to see. Ever. Psh, haters. Taking other people's enjoyments away just because they can't. 
      The last story he talked about was Joseph. And pretty much he ran through the entire story in like 5 minutes, from his being sold to being accused of rape to being forgotten in jail for years to running the jail to being taken out to being placed as most highest only under the king. He didn't really elaborate much in this one, but he proved that even if God lets you go through a whole mess if ish, he'll still pull you through it if you believe in him and stick to him. After all, I'm a firm believer in "God you would give you something you can't handle". It's got a hopeful feel to it, you know? It gives you a reason to praise him when you succeed and a reason to hold on when you dont. 
      It was a good first service, stuffed full with giggles and, surprisingly, a rap out of nowhere, and a interpretive dance to some memory verse. But he closed it with John 3:16, 17. And it made me think of a choir song I sang in choir in high school for Service of Shadows that was based on those two verses. :)

Well there you go, my first attempt at rehab-journaling. It's pretty bad because well, I can't really do essays and well...I just kinda wing this stuff. It isn't pre-read before posting 'cause I just exhausted all my mental capacities just writing this...so take it as it is.

-:Now I'm just straight up rambling about thing:-
Honestly I would post a whole mess more (I tried posting about the night before the first day of school, and my depression of being back in school, but those failed), but my stupid as heck Ipod won't let me do cheese skins on my livejournal app. Like I try to post and it says something about not being able to connect to where I am, and I'm like that's not important so what the heck, and I can't find where I could fix it so it'd work itself out. So I just decided that my livejournal app is stupid so I deleted it. Now I'll only be able to post if I'm on my compu, which I usually am...It really is all about my motivation about WANTING to write. But now that i've officially started this, I think (I hope) I'll actually stich with it. Fingers crossed. 
Anyway, my brain is retiring on me and commanding my fingers to press buttons they shouldn't (like pressing the SHIFT button when I REALLY DON"T NEED it or givinging extrea letters to words that don't really need them). My butt is sore from sitting on this woman's bed (who is another story in herself, but I'll get to that at another point in time. 
Til then, güle güle (Azerbaijani)

rantage, recap

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