Water....Life

Aaahhh....summer.

The heat, the games outside, but most of all...the swimming.

Many people don't realize just how cool water is. So take a sip. Relax.

Refresh.

Faith exists? Prove it.

One of the biggest problems in our world today is the fact that everything has to be proven. One of the most know phrases that small children say is "Prove it". It seems that sometime in our young lives we become suspicious of everything.

"You aren't going to Disneyworld!"

"Yes I am!"

"Prove it!"

I think that people need to realize that not everything in this world can be explained. Somethings are just...well, sometimes, you just have to have faith. One of the people that you can look up to in this respect is a young girl. Here is her story.

As she was preparing dinner for her father and mother, a young girl had a vision. It was a spectacular vision, filled with bright light, yet it did not hurt her eyes. Instead, she found herself peering into the light, trying to see what could be behind it. Suddenly, she heard a voice. She shrank into the shadows, afraid.

"Do not be afraid," the voice said.

The girl looked into the light once again, amazed.

"Your God is pleased with you, for you have tried to please him in all of your ways."

The girl, about age 15, looked on in wonder, and the voice continued, "Behold! You will conceive and bear a son, and you shall call him Emmanuel, and he shall be the savior of all nations."

The girl, silent until this point, was utterly astounded, and asked "How can this happen, since I am a virgin?"

The light responded, "The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of God will overshadow you, and you shall conceive the savior of all nations."

In response, the young virgin said "Let all of this happen to me, as you have said."

She had faith. Who knew what was to happen?

The vision had also told the young girl that her cousin, of a particularly old age, was pregnant. The girl left immediately to go and see her.

Another example of faith. The journey must have been long and hard, and to make it because a vision had told her to...what if it was just a day dream?

Once there, the girl found everything the vision had said, and helped her cousin deliver her baby. When it was time for her to return, the girl was showing obvious signs of being pregnant. She had no idea how her parents would receive this news, or for that matter, the entire community. They might banish her forever. Still, she had faith that everything would work out.

Once back at home, the girl faced distain from her parents, and even her fiance. However, once she told them her vision, they (amazingly) believed her. They had faith that she was telling the truth.

If you haven't figured it out, the young girl was Mary, and the vision was the angel Gabriel. You probably know the rest of the story.

Mary's entire life was based on faith. She is one of the most well-known women of history. Take the incentive. Learn from her.

Conscience

I'm your conscience!


One of my friends who commented on the blog asked if your conscience was really a little person who lived inside of you. Now obviously that isn't completely true, because a person can't live inside of a person. But it did start me thinking. What is it that makes your conscience always know whats right? Besides that, when are you supposed to listen to it, or the authority telling you to do otherwise? Someone once told me "Your conscience is like a baby. You have to nurture it, keep it healthy, clean, and feed in order for it to grow, mature, and work for you..." If you haven't noticed, some people don't seem to have a conscience at all. They can do horrible things seemingly without remorse. I don't think that this means that they don't have a conscience, and I don't think that their conscience doesn't say that what they are doing is wrong. I think that the person has the ability to drown out their conscience. Our culture today doesn't help. It portrays "the ideal person" as the one who is fit, tan, athletic, popular, and (most of all) busy. If we are so busy that we don't take the time to ever relax, destress, and basically clean out all the muck that has accumulated throughout the day, our conscience can become lost in all of that "clutter".

Other people don't hear their conscience because they have learned to ignore it. They have basically "cut the telephone line". Not even a super human (well, okay, maybe a super human) can hear someone on a telephone that has a cut line.

Maybe we should stop and relax, and then get to our "spring cleaning". Call the repairman if you must. But our consciences are something that this society cannot live without. Believe me, other societies have tried, and failed. Miserably.

La La Land

I hear people commonly refer to others as "having their head in the clouds". My 5th grade art teacher used to refer to it as "La La Land". Personally, I think that it is fun to have ones "head in the clouds" once in a while. How can someone stay focused without giving the brain a little "coffee break"? Also, there are a few common questions I have when I am in "La La Land". First, does everyone see the same blue, or green? Is my green your blue, but you call it green? I know its a bit confusing. And another thing, how can someone see? Sure, it may just be an arrangement of light particles...yadda yadda yadda, but really, how is that possible? It's just so weird. Also, what makes people just "gaze into space"? What is really the cause of "zoning out"? Is it only because you are tired, or is it because your brain needs a break? Why? Lol, I have a lot of questions. I don't know the answer. Maybe some scientists somewhere do, or maybe we just aren't meant to know.

Abortion

It is exciting,

I can see me grow.

I get bigger every day.

My heart is beating,

My fingers have formed.

I kick around,

because I can't see where I am.

I know that someday

I will see the sun.

But only if you let me.

Will you?

School

I don't really like school. Who does? Everyone that I know complains about it. They all say "How much homework" they have and how "They are just sooooo tired". Well, I'm not saying that I don't say those things too, I am guilty as charged in that sense. But I also am glad that I have school. No matter how cheesy it sounds, I am glad that I am able to write on this Blog. School was what introduced me to this blog anyway. I am glad that I am able to add and subtract and multiply and divide, all of that good stuff. But when you get to:

Find the x and y intercepts and graph the equation:
y= (x-4) squared + 15
That's when I get a little bit confused. Sure, engineers are great people, but I don't want to be one. Oh well, maybe I will change my mind sometime in the near future....heh heh heh!

You guys are the best! Thanks for listeni...erm....reading....to me....

Confession

I went to confession yesterday.

It is amazing to me to think that I can sin...and God doesn't hold it against me. It's like, what best friends do. I know that if my best friend made a mistake, I wouldn't hold it against her. I would forgive her and continue on with life. But it always seems to me like God is just "some guy up in the clouds with lightning and an angry face" just waiting for you to mess up just so that he can get mad at you. When I was in the confessional talking to the priest, do you know what he said to me? He said "So you made a mistake. It is very good that you are bringing it here to confession, that means that you know it was a mistake. You fell, and now you want to get back up again. So get up again and try again." It was almost the exact opposite of what I was expecting. I was expecting him to tell me..."Now you know what you did was wrong, you must do better. Now for your penance...." and so on and so forth. It has happened to me many times before. I guess confession never really felt like a personal experience. But it did yesterday.

So many times, I feel very patriotic. "Hurray for the USA!" I shout. I wave my American flag and shoot off fireworks and the like. But now I wonder...Do I ever feel patriotic for heaven? For God? And I want to change. I want to be like God's own firework, shooting off at everyone, and everyone wanting to be like me, because of course, fireworks are loud, you always notice them, but they are pretty, and you find yourself oohing and aahhing over them. Yes, I want to be God's firework. I mean, look in the picture at what He did for me. Just giving Him some love back is the least I can do...I mean, come on.

Small Miracles

When you think about the different things that can happen during the day, it really makes one wonder. One second's decision could change an entire day. How could God have made such a cool world? I mean, think about it. And look around you. See this picture? This is a picture of the way light reflects off of water. And to think, you go straight through the water, just causing it to go everywhere. The light goes throught the water without causing it to move...how cool is that!? Wouldn't it be awesome to be able to go through things without making them move in any way?

If you look at the stars, it is amazing for me to think that the light that we are seeing is actually years old. Years! That's how far away the stars are. It really makes one feel small...

What makes fire? I have no idea. Its just this hot, bright...thing that moves and crackles (actually that's the thing its burning). Its orange and red and yellow and blue and has the power to destroy but also the power to keep alive. Such a small thing, such a big job.

Miracles are all around us. We are told to look and listen for them. Sometimes,
however, these miracles may be most visible with our eyes, ears, and mouths
shut...

~I made this quote up myself, unless I have been influenced by someone I don't know about.