I am going to SIUE CRU tonight. I am pretty excited. They have been partaking in a really awesome outreach at their school, telling other students about Jesus, and it is concluding tonight. Sometimes I forget what it feels like to be at a school with people who aren’t Christians. To be at a school, or even in a world with Muslims, and atheists, and Hindus, and Agnostics, and Mormons, and what not. Or at least in a place that is evidently broken. Oh yeah, there is brokeness at Union, plenty of it, but we hide it in going to church, and partaking in Bible Studies, and praying before meals. Those are all great things, I am not saying that they are bad, but we hide ourselves in them. It is harder being a Christian in a Christian school, I am sure of it. Not because of persecution or anything like that, but because how you can easily fall into not thinking and not caring. Why am I Christian? Why do I believe in God? Well, I always have. Born and raised in the church. Dad’s a pastor, Mom’s a saint who bakes the best pies. I’ve always loved church. I love the music on Sunday nights. Our pastor’s great. He played paintball with the youth last week. I also have 20 tshirts of church events and funny Jesus quotes. Got God? Poweraid! Jesus is not my homeboy, He is my Savior. Abreadcrumb and fish.
well, cool.
I am not trying to slander that stereotype. Heck, I fall under some of those statements, most likely. It is just that there is so much more than that. Gosh, that God took me out of the deepest and darkest of sin and death that I entangled myself with and loved. He showed me what is good. What is beautiful. He gave me a new life. A new hope. A real hope. We are now in the fight against sin! We are faced with death in everything that we do and He is constantly renewing us and promising us eternal life. WHY ARE WE SITTING THERE?! Why are we just waiting around wearing our Jesus shirts? There are lots of people at Union who really are devoted Christ followers, which is awesome, but we cant lose site of the lost at Union, too. I don’t think about it enough, that is why I am writing this here.
This song is so beautiful.
I have been in a classical mode lately.
I have been listening to beautiful pieces like this for the past several hours. My soul has never been so calm.
I was thinking this morning about when I went to the Tetons for outdoor school before I went to High School, and how much I love the outdoors. Sometimes I just wanna go out to the wilderness, and hike, and white water raft, and eat out in the field, and sit at campfires by night. Good memories.
One night in December I had a dream, the only dream that I seem to remember. After thousands of years, the sun finally stopped chasing the night. Without a black hole or a substitute star for the Earth to orbit, the sun disappeared. For 45 years, the few survivors of the darkness captured frozen liquid oxygen that froze with everything else. Every day, fireplaces blazed to melt the oxygen in the tightly sealed homes. The fire was the closest reminder to their fading memory of the light that once colored their world. The young ones never did understand why the old men and women would sit and stare at it. They would stare with searching eyes, trying to remember. But, they all knew that one day, whether it was generations from now or even in their children’s age, the oxygen would one day run out.
To my 4 tumblr followers, you get a sneak peek at the stop motion being released Dec. 25, 2011 for A Major Award.
