Hmm...

So what do I say? Today I spoke my heart about to my class about the touchy subject Abortion. Being a strictly conservative christian, and complete pro-life advocate it was rather interesting in a college class that is split down the middle with left and right wingers. I must say that when I opened my mouth to speak, God took control. It felt...right. 

To God Be the Glory, let us open our mouth more and you never know what response you may just get.

Ahh...Fine Arts

It's about that time of the year when I go and dramatize my heart out for the sake of God and a high score. It's quite a comical scene to watch my parents scrambling to get the house clean before we go. I once asked them why they took so much time to clean the house when no one--not even us for that matter--would be there to see it. I even made the comment that it's like we're cleaning it so that if it's robbed, the thieves will have something nice and clean to rob, versus the slums that they may have in the past. 

My parents didn't find the humor in that. Yet, when my mom explained her reasoning behind it, it sort of hit home. She told me that it didn't matter what other people thought, as long as when we returned, our house would be awaiting us, clean and spotless. 

Sometimes when we get so dirty with this world, we often push God out the front door for a small time and focus on our own dirt and grime. So I say to you today, clean your heart. Not for the sake of others, but simply... give your God something clean to come home to.

My First One...

I have always wondered truly what these things were, and when I saw that my friend had one, I decided to tell myself, "Self! It is time to try one out!". I don't really know who would be as interested as to subscribe to my thoughts and ideas, but honestly I don't care, because this is pretty cool. 

A little inside on me: I tend to think way too much. I like to compare my thought patterns to that of Hamlet's in Shakespeare. I think way too much, yet when it comes time to act upon which I am thinking about, I fail to think. I know, it sounds a little funny, but that's pretty much me in a nutshell. 

So read me if you like...or if you dare. Ha!