Tuesday, August 31, 2004
too much birthday
Mood: party time!
So last Friday night was a blast! I helped celebrate my friend Zachary's birthday. It's amazing how much fun a 4 year old's birthday party can be. All he wanted was for the Red Robin crew to sing him happy birthday. "Zachary, party of 17, you're table is ready." There were only 2 other kids his age, the rest were his adult friends and family.
Today was my younger brother's 20th birthday. We went out to eat at the Olive Garden. My parents no longer have teenagers. They have adult children, and two grandchildren. My momma cried. My little bro ain't so little anymore. I guess everyone has to grow up at some point.
Friday, August 27, 2004
just a quote
Jim Elliot: "Wherever you are, be all there. Live to the hilt every situation you believe to be the will of God."
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Christian Voting
But what if Christians do not run in an election? Should we not use our vote to support the "best man"(or woman)? Let me respond by asking, Should we not withhold our vote from covenant-breaking pagans, no matter how "conservative" they are? Why, in a constitutional republic where you have some say in your government, would you use your "say" to say that you desire an unconverted rebel to rule over you? Others may object, But in a three-way race between a liberal Democrat, a conservative Republican, and a Bible-believing Christian, aren't you splitting the vote by voting for the Christian, and thus assuring that the worst of the three, the liberal, will be elected? In some cases, yes, but I am not responsible to God for how other people vote, only for how I vote. I must do what is right no matter what the consequences, which are in the hands of God.
Wednesday, August 4, 2004
happy birthdate
Yup, today I'm 22. So young. But life's so short. I feel like I'm behind. I went bowling with my family. I love bowling. I chipped a nail. My brother and his friend dubbed my toss as the "hover ball" because they can't hear it when it hits the floor so it seems to hover across the floor. I'm not great or anything. I hate the idea of dying full. I've got so much in me that I need to get out. I want to die empty. With nothing left to give because I gave it all. Average is my greatest enemy.
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