Thursday, July 30, 2009

Wordpress and Superhero Power Sale

I'm trying out Wordpress. It's a lot easier for me to post writings and find them again later. Check it out at

As for Blogger, I think I'm going to keep it around for general blogging... like today I had Oscar over after church and we hung out until about 1 int he morning. I cooked some food for lunch the next 4 days or so and we ate some tonight. I'm not a big fan of cooking on a hotplate, but it's what I got. I guess it will help me learn patience. I'm also trying to figure out how to get down to my parent's house to bring up the bed they have for me...

Okay, so real life is boring. On the faker side of things. I went shopping today for superpowers and picked up the ability to walk through solid objects. It was on sale. It only works between 3 and 4 in the morning on odd numbered days starting with an S. The first time, I should be able to use it is this coming Saturday morning. I wonder what I'll do with it. Fight crime? How late do criminals stay up. If I can walk through solid objects, I think that also means that bullets will go straight through me. I wonder if my clothes will be able to go through solid objects as well or if they count as solid objects that I can go through. I wouldn't want to go crime fighting if I can't wear my clothes. I wonder how I'm supposed to keep from falling into the earth. The earth is solid, wouldn't I fall right into it? I'm starting to realize why it was on sale.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

What do you think about at 2 in the morning?

When was the last time we walked out in the heat of the day, closed our eyes, and allowed the sun to caress our face? God's tender mercies are like kisses on our owies. His warm glow fills us up inside with the light of His forgiveness. We are His.

I see a need that I might be able to fill, but I don't have permission to try. It's hard. I want to, but I don't know how doable that will be with everything else I was doing. I really wish I could be two people, or three. I do realize how foolish that would be, because however many people I would be, I would always see one more need that I couldn't reach and wish I were more. I guess I'm not God, which is a good thing. I would be a terrible God. Even when I daydream about having supernatural powers, it's always in an effort to be lazy. I would fly to avoid walking or go through things to avoid going around or be invisible to avoid a confrontation. It seems like just when I thought I had all my evil removed from me, there's another closet packed with evil that I forgot about.

God knows my heart and my desires and He can determine how good and true they are. He can testify. I don't have to convince you of anything. Just ask God about me. He'll tell you the truth. I know I'm not perfect. I feel bad about a lot of stuff I do, but God knows that I love Him and trust Him and He proves to me how much I love Him and trust Him by giving me trials. It's like a spelling bee. He knows how to spell it, but He wants to show me that I can spell it, that I have learned my lesson.

I could use some discipline... if I can be honest. I know what I should be doing a lot, but don't do it. Mostly because I want to sleep in for five more minutes or beat one more game of sodoku or solitaire. Always one more. Like now, I want to write one more paragraph before I go to sleep, but I won't. So look at that... progress

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

One liners... maybe

It has been brought to my attention that someone actually reads this... Hmm... this is a new quandary. This is no longer a safe place to store my literary vomit. I must find another place. As for this place, I must mark it with a one liner to denote how mysterious and deep I want people to think I am... How about this one:

I looked into a period and all I saw was blackness.

kinda morbid... let's do something more happy...

Clouds are light and fluffy, but they bring with them the rain of sorrows.

that's not happy either... I thought I was really getting somewhere with light and fluffy... stupid contraction... Okay, another try...

Ancient songs sing of ancient times, and ancient melodies stir up souls, but new ears and new voices are required to give it them eternal life.

Umm... not as happy as I want...

I like cookies.

That'll do. Goodnight.