The world.

Sometimes, i truly want to just take a leak on the world. It's not my home. It is full of pain, death, and sin. We are told in the Bible that we are not to love the world. This is one of the few standards I can live up to right now.I cannot wait for the day I wake up, and I sleep no more. I feel no more pain. I sin no more. I am made perfect. I have nothing to do all day but praise God and His son. I cannot wait to see his face, and cry tears of joy and just yell a mighty yell, and maybe even give a fist pump.

Times like these are good, because they bring us back to the one who is worthy. Nothing in the world matters to me as much as God. Other people matter to me, because they are what God loves.

In general though, there are many days, where I feel like I would do God more service just staying in bed, instead of injecting the world with my arrogant, prideful thoughts and motives. Maybe if I slept throughout the day I wouldn't sin either.

Dude, I just take strength and comfort in the fact that God holds the world in his hands. There is nothing I can do to mess God up, he is going to beat Satan, and he doesn't need my help. He wins, it's been settled. No matter how many times I screw up, he will forgive me. Even when I run, he is still right there, chasing after me. He doesn't give up either. I am a screw up. I always will be, but that doesn't have to be the end of me. I just wish I was a little more appreciative of the gift of grace. How so? In the way that I would live more so as the living sacrifice that he wants us to be.

Who gives a flying flip if the Cardinals win the World Series? Who cares if KU doesn't lose another game. Who cares if I earn a degree, or make a salary. Who needs it. Who needs stuff. The only thing stuff does is distract us from Him. If I grew up overseas, there is a good chance, i would know what it feels like to be truly persecuted.

I'm pissed at myself. Pure and simple. It's not one thing that brings me to this point, just a collection of rotten things.And, I don't care if you don't believe, but Satan is real. He is a constant adversary, and he's out to get you. However, he doesn't win in the end, and he doesn't have to win now. But, nevertheless, he is real. There is a war out there we cannot see. You may think i'm a looney toon if you don't read this in the right context, but that's ok.

That's it, I don't have some awesome revolutionary revelation. Who needs more of my thoughts and what my mind thinks. I want what He wants. I want to know what his Spirit wants. I want to live my life knowing that.