Which one is more frightening/hilarious?

Good story

Thursday morning, I wasn't in the mood to be productive, I wasn't in the mood to talk to God or spend time with him; I was in the mood to sin and so I started making provisions for it.
To make a long story short, things didn't work out so my only option was to take my cold heart and apathetic attitude to the Word...only because there was nothing else to do in that lonely apartment.

Here are highlights of what I read:
The voice of the LORD hews out flames of fire. The voice of the LORD shakes the wilderness...The LORD sat as King at the flood; Yes, the LORD sits as King forever. The LORD will give strength to His people; The LORD will bless His people with peace. (psalm 29:7,8,10,11)
LORD my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.....For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for a lifetime; Weeping may last for the night, But a shout of joy comes in the morning. (psalm 30:2, 5)

Hear, O LORD, and be gracious to me; O LORD, be my helper. You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness, That my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent O LORD my God, I will give thanks to You forever. (psalm 30:10-12)


Here's the randomly selected songs I heard afterwards:
"He heard my cry for help and he filled my cup.
His favor extends for a lifetime, His grace gives me strength each day.
My soul shall sing his praise forevermore." (RUF - I Will Sing Praise to God)

"Tender mercy, you forgive me. Slow to anger, quick to love....Give praise to the one who pulled you out of darkness." (Enter the Worship Circle - Tender Mercy)


If you skimmed through this post, I'm sure it bored you. However, if you read and caught what all happened, you will hopefully be encouraged by how good our God is, how real He is, and how he continually draws his people back to himself even when they don't want him.

Disturbing

Explanation: my green-handed brother Peter and I decided to take this random picture for our braves-fan brother Jonathan. We blew it up to poster size for Jonathan's birthday and hung it over his bed. In related news, my relationship with his roommate is now awkward.

A picture! scratch that. A quote!

I'm getting lazy with the blog as of late. However, I found a solution: pictures. They take up space, are visually stimulating, while satisfying the numerous pre-schoolers who still can't read but visit this blog.

But first, a quick confession/explanation as to why I've been lazy w/ the blog. I got one compliment on my blog the other day (month ago) and now I feel pressure to continue to make it good. My consciousness and perfectionism have caused blogging to not be much fun anymore. And of course, caring too much what people think have caused this as well. I wish I had a point to my blog so that my time spent would be worthwhile instead of just building my ego. Until I figure out a blog purpose, or am sanctified in this area, you will receive pictures, quotes, and boring posts. Also, I'm incredibly busy...so there's that reason too (i'll tell you about it on the November 12th blog).



....welp, the website won't let me upload this picture, so I leave you with a quote:

"If your sin in comparison with others, seems any less detestable, then you have yet to fully understand the depth of your sin." - Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Doxology once again

My new roommates (Andrew, Alex, Rafael) are great. However I hate that I feel like I can't click with them. I'm not myself or comfortable. In my opinion, I'm incredibly boring to be around when I'm with them. My fault, not theirs. The other day, Alex, Andrew, and I were sitting outside on the porch smoking legal stuff. Andrew said, "Martin, you have to be our roommate next semester...you fit in too well here."

Here I am thinking I'm boring, but it turns out they like the boring Martin probably better than the goofy, won't shut up, sarcastic Martin. Thank God for turning my weaknesses into good things.

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To this guy's credit, I'm sure he's reacting to being this close to a yankee player, not to the foul ball. Yankee players...ew yuck!

Why fantasy football and baseball don't satisfy

"God has built us in such a way that He is the greatest pleasure and desire of our heart. Therefore, any other pleasures found apart from Him can only satisfy us in very brief and shallow ways (followed by guilt and numbness and deeper dissatisfaction)."

Little Miss Sunshine

The movie Little Miss Sunshine (like Magnolia, American Beauty, Butterfly Effect, Fern Gully) shows the reality of life with the idea that everyone has issues, problems, and is messed up. The movie can be hard to watch seeing so much pain in the family. However, the movie’s comedic relief makes the pain bearable. And the ending of the movie makes it all worthwhile. After the movie was over, it made me want to go hang out with my brothers; it made me look forward to future family gatherings like Thanksgiving and Columbus Day. I would say this is in the top 5 movies I’ve seen this year. But then again, maybe that’s because the movie really got to me.

Oh Patrick

Conversations involving Patrick Ennis (my x-roommate; i left him for someone else)


Martin: Dude, that will kill your conscience.
Patrick. Ah, I love conscience death.

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Patrick: Martin, look here, I was the declared the Most Important Person.
Martin: Huh? That's not your yearbook, that's Time Magazine.
Patrick: Oh. I wondered why they had the wrong picture and name.

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Patrick: Crap. I missed the PBS special on the african aids crisis. But I'd like to hear about it when you get the chance.
Rebecca: It actually didn't come on but I could make up some stats and talk about the serenghetti.
Patrick: Yes, I love talking about pasta.
Rebecca: I know. That's why I brought it up out of the blue.

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Patrick and I watching Dennis Miller
Dennis Miller (on TV): I don't want to go on a rant, here, but America's foreign policy makes about as much sense as Beowulf having sex with Robert Fulton at the first battle of Antietam. I mean when a neo-conservative defenestrates it's like Raskolnikov filibuster deoxymonohydroxinate...
Patrick: What the heck does "rant" mean?