Thursday, May 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Tar on Fences
It seems it is one of Satan's chief stratagems to tar the fences around the gardens of forbade orchards. For when we climb the fence to acquire such "tasty" fruit we inevitably leave dirty. Thus we realize the impossibility of touching tar, for the sake of fruit, without being defiled.
But let us examine the character of the master gardener--our Lord. Is he a harsh and odious master? One who whips to make us scream and hush? Does he whip us where the blood runs fastest? No, he mercifully does not. For he has sent his son to be the instrument of his justice which we have so lusted after. Therefore let us approach the throne with such a joy! May we sing songs wrought with rapturous tone and sentiment!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
A Religious Man
"I do believe that the design of the universe is essentially a religious question, that is one should have some kind of respect and awe for the whole business. Its very magnificent and shouldn't be taken for granted. In fact I believe that is why Einstein has so little use for organized religion, although he strikes me as a very religious man. He must have looked at what the preachers said about God and felt that they were blaspheming. He had seen much more majesty than they had ever imagined. They were just not talking about the real thing."-Charles Meisner
Monday, March 22, 2010
Shall We
"Do you suppose abuses are eliminated by destroying the object which is abused? Men can go wrong with wine and women, shall then we prohibit and abolish women? Some men abuse stars, shall we then pluck them out of the sky."-Martin Luther
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Finals
This is what my Finance and Credit test looked like today. Way to go me, I really set the bar high on that one. I think I'll lie in bed for the rest of the night until my body becomes as worn in as my sheets. Then I'll wake up in the morning thinking, "okay now I'll study, now I'll gett'r done!" Reality is, I wont. Then I'll head off to campus and people will look at me and say, "hey there is that kid who looks like my raggedy bed sheets!"--worn in and depressed. "Way to go freshman, you caught me" I'll say as I dip into the gym to get my fix for the day. Sailor beanie and headphones affixed, I'll stride out, proudly aticipating that oppressive moment when I realize: one more final on friday. And to think, this has been such a good week!
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