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It's very late, and I'm apparently very tired. I should be sleeping, but I wanted to get a few things down, and I can't seem to make my hand cooperate with the quill and the parchment. So I think if I sit here and try and work it out it might make a bit more sense when I go to look at it again.
I just can't believe I'm still down here in the common room, I fell asleep on a pile of books. I woke up, and I have a sneaking suspicion that I have the title to "Unfogging the Future" permanently imbedded on the side of my face. However, that isn't what I wanted to write down, and I've already started going on my first tangent.
I want to talk about divine intervention, or signs from above, or strange coincidences, whatever you would like to call it. I have been switching back and forth between all kinds of reading, I've been studying for class work, NEWTs, researching the writing on the wall, and of course my own recreational reading.
I have re-written the writing from the wall down on paper several different times, the most recent is when I jotted it down on a spare bit of parchment and then ended up using it as a page marker in my Holy Bible (The New International Version). As we know it's just one of the many religious texts I like to read. In any case, just now when I woke up (feeling very sore, and uncomfortable by the way, this table isn't very comfortable to rest your head on), I started stacking my books in a neat pile in preparation for heading up to bed. It's a good thing I changed into my pyjamas right after dinner, because I am so tired right now I don't think that I would have had the energy to change clothes. That's all besides the point, the real point is what happened when I picked up my Bible.
I realised that I had tucked a piece of parchment in there randomly. I wasn't really marking a page at all, I was just tucking the parchment in there for safe keeping. I remember reading somewhere that you shouldn't read the Bibly cover to cover (although I have) but you should take your time, and let God take you where you need to go in the Bible. So I hadn't been marking my place, but I think we might be able to say that the Gods have led me somewhere.
I opened it up to see what the parchment was (I had forgotten I wrote the passage down on it), and once I realised what it was I looked at the page it had marked in the book.
Hebrews chapter 1, verses 1-3:
"In the past God spoke to our forefahters through the prophets at many times and in various ways, but in these last days he has spoken to us by his son, whom he appointed heir of all things, and through whom he made the universe. The Son is the radiance of God's glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word. After he had provided purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty in heaven."
That's it, word for word. It spoke to me, it got me to thinking about so many different things. According to the Christian faith, Jesus Christ is the "exact representation of his being." Meaning God, Jesus God's son, is his exact representation. Just like man was made in God's image, he also made Christ in his image, but he had more of God in him than anyone else. In fact, it states that the wages of sin is death, death is eternal separation from God. Right now, on this earth we are separate from God, we are kept from him until we die and enter into the kingdom of heaven.
Jesus states in Revelation (don't let me get on THAT tangent, there is too much in Revelation to even start talking about in a journal. If you would like to talk about it in person, I am of course available. I think I gave Michael a headache the other day with it all.) Anyway, Jesus says in Revelation 22:13 "I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End".
There are so many different ways to interpret Revelation, I'm only going to bother with two. The most widely accepted is that what Jesus means is that he started it all when he came the first time, and when he comes the second time it will be when he comes back to judge the earth. The next logical train of thought would be to take it quite literally. We all know that God came to earth in the form of a man, Jesus Christ. Perhaps that is what he means. He's the Father, and the Son. He's the beginning and the end. And I could go more into it, but it will probably only divert me further from my point.
What is my point? The writing on the wall stated "The man's flaw'd mirror sees itsef-under pressure it will break." It's like divine intervention that the note I'd jotted down was carelessly shoved into the Hebrews chapter of my Bible. It was like it suddenly became clear . . . The man's flaw'd mirror . . . It's his offspring, his child. How many times have people said that they see themselves in their children? Or that we see ourselves in our parents? The Lord works in mysterious ways.
And now, to haul myself upstairs, I apologise if my books are in the way in the morning, I'll pick them up as soon as I wake up. I'm just too tired to lug them up the stairs. Michael, would you like to go for a walk tomorrow afternoon? I'm wondering if I should look in on the boys, I know they (well most of them) really hate it when I do that, but honestly . . . I worry about Michael being up there, I know I shouldn't, he's got Anthony looking after him. I guess it just comes with the girlfriend territory, I don't mind it a bit. I think the being concerned for one another is one of my favourite parts.
I just can't believe I'm still down here in the common room, I fell asleep on a pile of books. I woke up, and I have a sneaking suspicion that I have the title to "Unfogging the Future" permanently imbedded on the side of my face. However, that isn't what I wanted to write down, and I've already started going on my first tangent.
I want to talk about divine intervention, or signs from above, or strange coincidences, whatever you would like to call it. I have been switching back and forth between all kinds of reading, I've been studying for class work, NEWTs, researching the writing on the wall, and of course my own recreational reading.
I have re-written the writing from the wall down on paper several different times, the most recent is when I jotted it down on a spare bit of parchment and then ended up using it as a page marker in my Holy Bible (The New International Version). As we know it's just one of the many religious texts I like to read. In any case, just now when I woke up (feeling very sore, and uncomfortable by the way, this table isn't very comfortable to rest your head on), I started stacking my books in a neat pile in preparation for heading up to bed. It's a good thing I changed into my pyjamas right after dinner, because I am so tired right now I don't think that I would have had the energy to change clothes. That's all besides the point, the real point is what happened when I picked up my Bible.
I realised that I had tucked a piece of parchment in there randomly. I wasn't really marking a page at all, I was just tucking the parchment in there for safe keeping. I remember reading somewhere that you shouldn't read the Bibly cover to cover (although I have) but you should take your time, and let God take you where you need to go in the Bible. So I hadn't been marking my place, but I think we might be able to say that the Gods have led me somewhere.
I opened it up to see what the parchment was (I had forgotten I wrote the passage down on it), and once I realised what it was I looked at the page it had marked in the book.
Hebrews chapter 1, verses 1-3:
"In the past God spoke to our forefahters through the prophets at many times and in various ways, but in these last days he has spoken to us by his son, whom he appointed heir of all things, and through whom he made the universe. The Son is the radiance of God's glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word. After he had provided purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty in heaven."
That's it, word for word. It spoke to me, it got me to thinking about so many different things. According to the Christian faith, Jesus Christ is the "exact representation of his being." Meaning God, Jesus God's son, is his exact representation. Just like man was made in God's image, he also made Christ in his image, but he had more of God in him than anyone else. In fact, it states that the wages of sin is death, death is eternal separation from God. Right now, on this earth we are separate from God, we are kept from him until we die and enter into the kingdom of heaven.
Jesus states in Revelation (don't let me get on THAT tangent, there is too much in Revelation to even start talking about in a journal. If you would like to talk about it in person, I am of course available. I think I gave Michael a headache the other day with it all.) Anyway, Jesus says in Revelation 22:13 "I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End".
There are so many different ways to interpret Revelation, I'm only going to bother with two. The most widely accepted is that what Jesus means is that he started it all when he came the first time, and when he comes the second time it will be when he comes back to judge the earth. The next logical train of thought would be to take it quite literally. We all know that God came to earth in the form of a man, Jesus Christ. Perhaps that is what he means. He's the Father, and the Son. He's the beginning and the end. And I could go more into it, but it will probably only divert me further from my point.
What is my point? The writing on the wall stated "The man's flaw'd mirror sees itsef-under pressure it will break." It's like divine intervention that the note I'd jotted down was carelessly shoved into the Hebrews chapter of my Bible. It was like it suddenly became clear . . . The man's flaw'd mirror . . . It's his offspring, his child. How many times have people said that they see themselves in their children? Or that we see ourselves in our parents? The Lord works in mysterious ways.
And now, to haul myself upstairs, I apologise if my books are in the way in the morning, I'll pick them up as soon as I wake up. I'm just too tired to lug them up the stairs. Michael, would you like to go for a walk tomorrow afternoon? I'm wondering if I should look in on the boys, I know they (well most of them) really hate it when I do that, but honestly . . . I worry about Michael being up there, I know I shouldn't, he's got Anthony looking after him. I guess it just comes with the girlfriend territory, I don't mind it a bit. I think the being concerned for one another is one of my favourite parts.