a compendium of completely useless information

So we had our first day of school off and I completely wasted it by sleeping all day. I hate that. But yeah before I go back to doing nothing I wanted to share some neat facts i learned on my day off  haha

Did you know
- The bible is available in nearly 2,500 languages, including Klingon, Vulcan, and Romulan, three languages created for the Star Trek series.
- All swans in England are the property of the queen.
- Pink flamingos get their color from the beta-carotene content in the shrimp they eat. Flamingos that don’t eat shrimp are white.
- Time Magazine’s ”Man of the Year” for 1938 was Adolf Hitler.
- An exocannibal eats only his enemies while an indocannibal eats only his friends.
- It takes more than 2,000 cows to supply the NFL with enough leather for a year’s worth of footballs.
- Pineapples, oranges, lemons, watermelons, and tomatoes are all berries.
- If you want to lose weight, weigh yourself when there’s a full moon- you’ll weigh less.
- Mcdonald’s restaurants in India do not serve beef.
- Diseases spread by fleas have killed more people than all the wars ever fought, combined.
- Both Kellogg’s Corn Flakes and Graham Crackers were orignally marketed as remedies for chronic masturbation.
- Your feet are bigger in the afternoon than they are during the rest of the day, due to blood pooling.

ok that was unecessarily a lot and I have proven myself a loser, sad. But yeah i must go now cause my stomach is in pain from an old birthday cake I scarfed down earlier.
I want to be selfish and pray for no school tomorrow. Maybe He’ll be gracious?

u-turn

Where’s my niche in life? What am i doing? What am I made for? What is important to me? What do I want to spend my energy on?

When I think about my future, I rarely leave room for God to instruct me along the way. I’m scared to know the truth, the risks, the sacrifices. I don’t have the right ears to listen or the right mind to obey. It’s difficult to hone these skills and I know I’ve strayed far from Him because I lack these abilities. But God has remained so patient with me, and now I’m ready to do it His way no matter the cost.
So God don’t let me turn back now, but help me to move forward in faith.
Bring on the trials and tribulations, but have mercy because I can only do so much on my own.
And help me to never let go of Your hand.

early valentine

So i privatize a lot of my entries but sometimes I’ll go back to find that it’s public, cool. Good thing I catch it in time? Or maybe not.

Anyways, with the season of valentines coming up I thought this poem was fitting. Since it’s pretty long, here are my favorite bits and pieces of it.

Because I Love her
unknown author

Because
I made her, she is different. She is unique.
I fashioned her with great joy.
I remember with great pleasure the days I created her.
To me she is beautiful.
I made her. I love her smile. I love her ways.
I love to hear her laugh and to see the silly things she does.
She is herself and no one else.

This is how I made her:
I made her pretty but not beautiful,
Because I know her heart and I know that she would be vain.
I want her to search her heart and learn that in me she would be beautiful.
It would be my spirit that would draw people to her.
I made her in such a way that would need me.
I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be.
Because I want her to turn to me in her loneliness,
I made her dependent, so that she would depend on me.
I know her heart.
I know that if I had not made her like this, that she would go her own chosen way , and forget about me, her creator.
Many times she has stumbled and fallen, because she would not take my hand.
So many times I have sadly watched her go on her own way alone.
And now, she is mine again.
I made her and then I bought her.
I paid a high price for her, because I love her.
I have had to reshape and remold her, renewing her for my plan.
It hasn’t been easy for her, or for me.
I want her to be conformed to my image.
This goal I have set for her

Because,
I love her.

Who will be your valentine?

just ugly

I hate that I’m so observant in certain situations. Not to say that it’s always a bad sense to have, but honestly it’s what makes me so ugly at times. Observing leads to judging which is when I feel the most unattractive. Sometimes I’ll judge a person to find that I’m the exact same: just as selfish, just as ignorant, just as stingy, just as annoying and just as ugly.

Stumbling Toward Faith

“I resist because the God I am seeking, the God I am slowly finding, does not live in that Christian bubble. He does not dwell among the petty scripture quotations and the “be thankful in everythings” and the pat answers that bring nothing but guilt and shame and confusion. Rather he lives in every “why?” I ask, in every moment I am afraid, every part of my heart that dares to be honest with him, in every part that even dares to question his very existence.”

god,
i want you to be responsible.
i want it to be my fault.

i want you to be in control.
i want to control you.

i want you big enough to blame .
i want you small and boxed in so I can only blame me.

i want you scary enough to run from.
i want you safe enough to trust.

intimacy feels like sin.
intimacy with you feels like sin.
-Renee Altson

if I were to try and explain this book to you I would not do it justice. It’s not a book for everyone, but it’s a must read for some. None of it is sugar coated, but really raw and real. I would say it’s directed towards women, but I guess men can relate to it too. LOOK IT UP!

Stumbling Toward Faith
by Renee Altson

not mine

So tell me why i wrote for hours to realize that I wasn’t making any sense and had to delete it.  The curse of being a bad writer! But here is the truncated version haha

Lately, I’ve been feeling really rushed and tired all the time, which doesn’t make any sense cause I haven’t had any major work due in awhile. To avoid this feeling, I put myself to sleep hoping to hardcore knock out, only to end up waking up 15 minutes later feeling like I have something to do. I don’t know if it’s just me, but this week has got me on emotional overdrive, with this constant overwhelming feeling of some sort–I can’t say what exactly–and neglection of my body’s needs.

For that reason, I’ve been struggling to maintain the temple of the holy spirit as God wants me to. The idea of having something so pure within me when I’m so filthy scares me. And by filthy I mean polluting my body with unedifying words, unhealthy foods, lack of sleep, you know…SIN.

I thought this feeling was rooted in the lack of control I had over my own life. That I could do something on my own to get myself out of this rut.  But what I failed to realize is that I gave my life up to God many years ago. I’m no longer my own, but God’s. And He’s been reminding me each day that I need to take good care of what He’s given me. My life has been bought at a price, a price that the enemy could never match up to. So by sitting here and complaining, I’m already letting myself be defeated.