Common Sense

I found a can of soda in my bathroom today.

I threw it away.

It was gross.

I'm not happy with my roommate...

But this little cartoony thing is cute. =D





Final thoughts on prayer, at least for now...

“Yes, Aslan. She wanted me to take an apple home to Mother.”
“Understand, then, that it would have healed her; but not your joy or hers. The day would have come when both you and she would have looked back and said it would have been better to die in that illness.”
And Digory could say nothing, for tears chocked him and he gave up all hopes of saving his Mother's life; but at the same time he knew that the Lion knew what would have happened, and that there might be things more terrible even than losing someone you love by death.

maybe that's just it, prayer is about doing something outside of ourselves. maybe we'll spend years praying for someone else... maybe it'll never be answered (at least to our own knowledge), but maybe that's okay. i know when my grandmother died i had to come to terms with the reality that there will be people i love going to hell because they don't know Jesus. i think we have to be okay with not knowing the outcome. there are things that we can't comprehend... i'm not saying to stop all questioning and accept life as it is, but there comes a point when we have to accept that things are ambiguous and we can't do much about it. i know this is incomplete... but such is life...

Something I need to remember:
"Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint." - Isaiah 40:31