To The Blue Sky. . .
12.21.2005
Today, I was out driving when this woman cut me off. People do this thing in Milwaukee where they pull up next to you at the stop light like they're going to turn right, but instead they zoom out and cut you off when the light turns green. So I honked at this lady and whatever. But she kept driving really crazy, zooming in and out, back and forth between the lanes. And I thought to myself that she deserved to get into an accident. Horrible, I know. But I stopped right away, thinking that that wasn't the attitude Christ would have. And I told myself, "He loves that woman. He loved her enough to die for her."
And then it happened.
I just realized how absurd the idea of a God, and Jesus really is. It's utterly ridiculous. Have you ever considered it? I understand now why so many people don't even take the time to consider whether or not there is a God. Because the whole idea must seem crazy. If you look around at our world sometimes, you must feel like the only hope you can take from it is that everything was an accident. Because what kind of God would create a place, and people, like this?
And it's so sad that people can't see the whole picture. That they can't seem to find the whole truth. They see the world they live in, and I think they're scared to look any deeper than the surface, because they're scared of what they might find. I understand the feeling. But really, if you look at the evidence, the only absurd thought is that there is no God. And the hope we can take is from the fact that he didn't create it to be this way! He created so much more than what we see around us! So much better! But we've gotten ourselves into this sad state.
It's still a mystery as to why he decided to save us from ourselves. I know that God loves us, but that doesn't seem an adequate explanation. But it's the thing of beauty that makes it all seem plausible. Possible. Certain even.
That the word became flesh and dwelt among us. That the lamb was slain. That because of his love, we might be washed in his blood. . .
12.20.2005
12.13.2005
It's been one month today since I've seen her. . . sigh, sigh, sigh.
Things
- Christmas shopping!
- I saw In The Face of War on Sunday. Needless to say, it ripped. Plus the Roman boys played, so basically I got a free ride.
- "Watch how far I can throw this baby. . ."
- Milwaukee is like Janesville except big, and there are lots of car accidents.
- I own almost too much Bjork. . . yeah, right. Like that's possible. But I do have Vespertine, Verspetine Live, and Vespertine on vinyl. Plus all of her other studio albums, and Gling-glo. Now I just need to start collecting Sugercubes stuff.
- I might be joining a band.
12.06.2005
Go, Go, GO!!! Push it away!
I like: the cure, mona, driving, recording music, reading star wars books, being a part of a family and having God love me even though I pretty much suck.
Milwaukee Citadel has started a praise band. AND WE STOLE PEOPLE FROM OAK CREEK! Oh yeah, that's how we do it on the North Side. Bri Anderson (soon to be Bowers) and Tony Bowers (T-Bone, as I call him, just because it's a really stupid nickname) are starting to come to our corps. Me = Acoustic, Brianne = Piano, Tony = Electric, Jenni = Bass, and Mike Kelly = Drums.
By the way: did you know that I am going to be in Bri and Tony's wedding? And by the way, did you know that I am going to be singing in Bri and Tony's wedding? And by the way, did you know that I'm going to be singing in Bri and Tony's wedding as Bri walks down the aisle? Or did I just blow your mind?!?!?
If I ever needed a plan, now would be the time. If I ever needed to cut my own head off. . .
12.02.2005
Have you ever been all messed up? Have you ever?
Do you know the saying, "it's for the birds?" I think it originated to combat people who used "the early bird catches the worm." Because getting up early is definately for the birds.
All messed up, messed all up. You know. It's nothing new, but each time again it's like hammersmashface, thanks man. I'm used to it by now. I have scales like a reptile. Blater.

