Monday, October 20, 2003

Greetings, earthlings.
I am attempting to type out some kind of post without feeling like I have much to say. This could end up boring or very boring.
Or maybe scary.
Or it might not be so bad.
There are worse things in life than reading something that is boring.
Being cold and wet is worse. I was sitting at the kitchen table last night with my friend Andrea and her aunt. We discussed being cold and wet and its miseries.
There are some people who may get older and have their problems, but that doesn't change who they are. They may be acting like a complete jerk, but they're still them.
Can a person truly change who they are, or do they simply change their behavior? Are we who we are or are we how we act?
Studying people really is fascinating. I was thinking today about how I would want someone to describe me to another person who doesn't know me. One of the things that came to mind was that I want people to see that I accept them for who they are and that I don't try to change them. You're you because you are You. If you can't understand that, you'll never understand people in the most basic sense of the word. A monkey can take blocks and build something with them, but a human is the one who made the blocks. I can love other people, but God is the one who made them.

Humans tend either to fear what they do now know/undertsand or they are fascinated by it. I hope I'm in the fascinated category. The study of the human mind and emotions is the one thing that will never be completely understood, yet it is the study that continues to be explored. Why is that?

The 50ish crowd is the one that is saying how irresponsible my generation is and how we lack a sense of community, etc.
But is that entirely out of our own choice?
Abraham Lincoln said "The philosophy of the schoolroom in one generation is the philosophy of government in the next."
I say to the 50ish crowd, Perhaps if you had been the example and teacher, this generation wouldn't be so terrible.
You won't find great honey in a hive where the bees only gave half their energy.

I'm thinking about love.
There are so many ideas of what love is. I think it's easier to understand what love is by finding out what love isn't.
I Corinthians 13 is the best example of that.

Well, I'm sitting in front of the air conditioner and I'm rather cold.
Imagine that.

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