February 2011
Pop tarts.
Thank you, Michael Schaffer, for blowing my cranium into bits.
myself: this is not about the snow, or the fact... →
checkersandtictacs:
this is about life. this isn’t some insightful nonsense with big words thats going to try to confuse you. i am not trying to preach. i am not trying to be better than you. i’m not. i’m just trying to tell you that you are loved. by a God. by a God who made this whole universe, this whole life…
January 2011
Just some lyrics (: this one doesn't have a name
I’ve been racking my brain for conclusions
to what is love and why
Should I settle for this easy living
If it’s pivitale to do more than survive
So I’m holding up my imperfection
All my cigarette stained corruption
I’m love sick for your affection
To your arms I’m running
To your arms I’m running
I want to write you a love song
Filled with inhales...
I'm a happy camper.
I’m not sure if all campers are happy campers. I’ve never been campIng, so I wouldn’t know. I would hope they were all happy. Now I feel like a poser for saying I’m a happy camper even though I’ve never gone camping. I’m a happy … Tumblrer?
(: - because I’m supposed to keep smiling.
“We’re all a little weird, and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone...”
– (via ipleadthefifth)
I'm going to name the butterflies in my stomach...
It's strange that for once there's no warning sign...
So we continue to keep driving along in our car admiring the scenery. We’ll talk each other’s ear off and laugh till our smiles touch both ears. We’ll listen to whatever cheesy song comes on the radio and dance the whole way to a destination. It’s fun not knowing where this car is headed. Let’s keep it that way (:
Of this I am certain, God writes the best love...
An Atheist Professor of Philosophy was speaking to...
Professor: You are a Christian, aren’t you, son?
Student: Yes, sir.
Professor: So, you believe in God?
Student: Absolutely, sir.
Professor: Is God good?
Student: Sure.
Professor: My brother died of cancer, even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn’t. How is God good, then? Hmm?
(Student was silent)
Professor: You can’t answer, can you? Let’s start again, young fella. Is God good?
Student: Yes.
Professor: Is Satan good?
Student: No.
Professor: Where does Satan come from?
Student: From.. God.
Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student: Yes.
Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student: Yes.
Professor: So who created evil?
(Student didn’t answer)
Professor: Is there sickness? Immortality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student: Yes, sir.
Professor: So, who created them?
(Student had no answer)
Professor: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son.. have you ever seen God?
Student: No, sir.
Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your God.
Student: No, sir.
Professor: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God, for that matter?
Student: No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student: Yes.
Professor: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, Science says your God doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student: Nothing. I only have my Faith.
Professor: Yes, Faith. And that is the problem Science has.
Student: Professor, is there such a thing as Heat?
Professor: Yes.
Student: And is there such a thing as Cold?
Professor: Yes.
Student: No, sir, there isn’t.
(The Lecture Theatre became very quiet with this turn of events)
Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 Degrees below Zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of Heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There was a pin-drop silence in the Lecture Theatre)
Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student: You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have Low Light, Normal Light, Bright Light, Flashing Light… But if you have No Light constantly, you have nothing and it’s called Darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, You would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?
Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man?
Student: Sir, my point is, your Philosophical Premise is flawed.
Professor: Flawed? Can you explain how?
Student: Sir, you are working on the Premise of Duality. You argue there is Life and then there is Death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Professor: If you are referring to the Natural Evolutionary Process, yes of course, I do.
Student: Have you ever observed Evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going)
Student: Since no one has ever observed the Process of Evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a Scientist but a Preacher?
(The class was in uproar)
Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?
(The class broke out into laughter)
Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? .. No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable and Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures?
(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable)
Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on Faith, son.
Student: That is it, sir.. exactly! The link between man and God is Faith. That is all that keeps things alive and moving!
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That student was Albert Einstein.
Brilliant.
Beautifully done.
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wow, this was really albert einstein? had no idea he if believed in anything at all. when stories become about real people don't they hit so much harder?
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So much yes.
It's good to know that I don't need to live up to...
"Love is God and God is love. Therefore, without...
(:
"Jesusbumps are spiritjumps trying to get out!" -...
I'll become even more undignified than this.
There’s nothing better than having a sore back, sore arms, and sore legs as a result of praising God like crazy. For those of you who don’t understand this or have never experienced this feeling, you’re missing out. You’re missing out, and you don’t even know that you’re missing out. That’s all I have to say about the matter.
Actually, there’s a...
pining-for-your-spine asked: Thanks for letting me know haha :P
Finished packing for penndel winter retreat (:...
Tumblr is a "say what you want" society. That's...
You took my heart out of the microwave.
I can’t put into words what freedom feel like. It’s as if someone put my heart in the microwave and watched it spin around. Digital numbers took their time counting down the seconds.
Then the loud beeping we’re all accustom to went off obnoxiously. The microwave door flung open, and my heart came out. That’s really the best imagery I can give you.
I love fully knowing and believing in something...
Read the post before this.
Then again, there are those people that will read a book..and not agree with it at all.
They refuse to feel anything the author feels. They miss out on the adventure. They disagree with the freaks. They kill the butterflies in their stomach.
Books are plotting to take over
Okay, not really..but really.
Today I realized that the reason my brain is wired in a more complex way than others is because I’m a book reader. I’m your average book worm who’d rather cuddle up with a good book than watch tv..or for that matter, read face “book.” ( I’m so punny) anyway
When I said “complex” I meant difficult.
Ill read a love...
Secret: truthfully, I'm realizing that I'm quite...
I had a dream last night that I was a hoo in...
"We're half-hearted creatures fooling with drink &...
inthegirltheresaroom:
There’s a lot of freedom that comes when you realize that your emotions are not always right.
I felt bad about wishing things were different....
I’m a little more interesting today.
I warned you about my weird mood yesterday. Here is that “bluntness” pouring out of me again.
Sometimes you just have to ignore haters in order...
its more fun that way anyway. (:
Oh, and did i mention that when I came home...
Weirrrrrrrddddddd mood. Kinda funny though..yet...
I’m in one of those moods where i just feel like being bluntly honest.
That’s right, the girl with the smile on her face and the bible in her backpack wants to be blunt.
Here it is:
The excuses people use to justify their unrighteous behavior are all just dumb. Truth is, there’s not one honest soul left alive here on this planet. I’m not trying to sound dark, I’m...
“I pray because I can’t help myself. I pray because I’m helpless. I pray because...”
– C.S. Lewis (via maddyinchrist)
Oh max bemis
I give him the credit for throwing catchy songs in my head..and letting them get stuck there. I’d like to know his secret. Is it his exquisite vocabulary? Maybe it’s the way he paints a picture in my head in every song he writes. A lot of his songs have a meaning far beyond the surface of things. I’ve actually felt my heart sink in a few of his masterpieces. He provokes feeling...
I'm a bad student driver..
Almost crashed into a wall.. Nbd.
I’m determined though. That should be enough.
This post makes as much sense to me as it does to...
I have this strange feeling of being content. I’m not just content, I’m excited. There is absolutely no reason for it at all..I just simply feel this way. Maybe there was something that made me smile today. I must have shoved it in the back of my cranium and left it there. Whatever it was, it probably doesn’t matter now.
Yet here i am in a giddy mood with a smile touching both...
I want to know your plans and how involved in them...
She is worth far more, than Rubies: C.E.M.... →
asbirdsdecoratethesky:
We stick together, we tell each other everything, we can vent we can cry, we can talk about how cute boys are, talk about how dumb boys are (the bad ones not the good ones ;) we can watch chick flicks, we can annoy each other, we can get grumpy when we just want to go to bed, but the other just…
I love you too. (:
The reason I'm in a good mood today:
I always listen to music while getting ready in the morning. It’s become part of my daily routine.
Today was aa different day.Today I let pandora fill the room with kids church songs.
Oh yes.. And i danced, sang, jumped, and did all the motions even while holding the hair dryer.
(:
You want a guy's perspective? Ask your Dad.
Me: Dad, how can I be sure if a guy really likes me or not?
Dad: If a guy really likes you, he would do whatever it takes to be yours. You see, there are two kinds of "being interested". One is, when a guy likes you but has his heart open to other girls. This is the kind that isn't so serious about being serious. The other kind of "being interested" is the kind that I want a guy to be interested in you. This is the kind whose eyes are set on you, and only you. No other girls. The one that sends you those long text messages on how much he means to you, gives you goodmorning and goodnight calls telling you to have a good day and to have sweet dreams. If a guy really wants to you to be his, he wouldn't be ashamed to introduce you his friends and even better, his family. I would want you to have a guy that when he looks into my daughter's eyes, he feels like he doesn't belong anywhere else but your heart.
