Let Me Do Surgery, I Watch House

Dad had a good message tonight. He mentioned that if 30 people in a gang can strike fear throughout an entire school, imagine what 30 christians can do. I thought about this and replied back with, "We have 50 people like that at Wren, and only like 10 gang people, and there is still fear." And then I thought again, are there really only 50 christians? That seemed like a bold statement in my mind, but it was actually true. There are over 300 or so people who go to church, but that doesn't make you a christian. Christian is a follower of Christ, not one who believes his teachings. I believe what my science teacher says, does that make me a scientist? In order to be a christian, you have to not only follow Christ's rules, but respect them. No matter what. There are a few statements in the Bible he makes that I don't entirely agree with, but oh well, that's the way it is. And I know his intentions on it, but it's just something I don't like. I still follow him though, cause he is my father, my savior, and my redeemer. Even if the book of John kinda bores me a little. That is what makes a christian, not just going to church.

Despair or Deliverer?

Tonight, I got pushed around by satan. He put a few memories in my mind that made me feel not only sad, but borderline dispair. I had an hour or so of just walking around or sitting, and just thinking. I eventually thought I'd try to kick it, so I signed on Facebook. The very first thing I saw after I logged into Facebook was an advertisement for To Write Love On Her Arms. And it hit me hard. Just like that, I went from down in the slums, to high and feeling spectacular. It's like God knew exactly what I was going to do when I was going to do it. He intentionally placed that ad on me to tug on my heart strings. It's just an amazing feeling. How someone can go from feeling sorrow and sadness, to feeling his praise and singing "Some Will Seek Forgiveness, Others Escape" by Underoath, and feel blessed for every minute of the day. I'm just so happy that God is so awesome that he can change my life with just one glance, and it mean so much

Writer's Block

As I start to write this blog, I am hoping to put something about religion, and how it impacts my life. I know that as I write so far about absolutly nothing, God is going to somehow turn this entire thing of nothingness into a really good message. And how I yet to figure that out, God is dangling the idea right in front of my eyes. Which just shows how awesome he is. He knew that I was going to write about nothing, and by writing about nothing, I can still talk about him. How he created the Earth in a couple of minuet seconds. How he made everything in 7 days. How he is the only on so powerful to end all things whenever he wishes. He is the same spirit that made that organ inside your chest pumping blood throughout your body, so you can breathe, walk, sing, listen to music, whatever. The same being that has the amazement to not only exist in this life, and the next, but in the previous. That's how awesome our God is. And to think, all that came from having not one topic on my mind...