As I stated before, one of my purposes for this thing was to keep myself accountable in the area of living life. To make sure I was doing things in my life that were.. I suppose.. worth writing about. In my mind, at least.
I think the first such experience occurred on Wednesday, July 21, when I soloed in a plane for the first time. My lack of employment has turned out to be a blessing, as I have had the time to learn to fly. I have no goal, purpose, or plan for learning to fly other than simply knowing how to fly. My brother has been a pilot for 15 years, and through some of his connections, I am able to borrow a plane for free, which is wonderful. Last Saturday I began lessons and 5 days later, the instructor got out and I did some takeoffs and landings. It was pretty neat. I'm nowhere near completely licensed yet, (just a student pilot) but I hope to be there by the time college starts this fall. I don't want to just exist, I want to live life. And I don't want to just live, I want to experience life. Right now, I feel like I'm doing that. And I praise and thank God for the abilities and opportunities to enjoy his creation. That is all.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Inanimate Love
I think the vast majority of Christians have a deeper love for some inanimate object than they do for God. I do. Several, probably, but the first one that came to mind was my guitar. I would sooner play my guitar before praying or feasting on God's word. When I bumped my guitar neck on my desk, I felt awful. Yet I premeditatedly sin against God on a daily basis with little to no remorse. I don't have any solutions to this problem, other than prayer to God that this problem in my life changes. James 1, I think it is, seems to allude to his power and ability to bring about that change in me. That is all.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Bed Rest
Hmm, on my ipad I can only write these in an HTML format. I said that like I have a clue what I'm talking about.. The couple things I don't like about this ipad keyboard is the auto-fill functions. There aren't enough. The apostrophe is on a alternate screen, so if i type 'thats', theres no apostrophe. It also doesn't capitalize a stand-alone 'i'. Id rather it did. Ill also go back to adding apostrophes.
Anyway, I also discovered that you can add titles to these. I like that. This title wasn't very clever. But allow me to explain! Two days ago I began my illustrious career as a lab rat. Basically. Im not entirely sure what's going on, but this place tests prescription drugs on me, and I allegedly get money for it. They're not new drugs, though. It's drugs that have lost their patent, and we test the 'off-brand' drugs to make sure they have exactly the same treatment. So we take the pills, and then the blood draws begin. In the last 4 hours I've had my blood drawn about 10 times, with at least 5 more draws to come. Praise the Lord I'm not diabetic. I wouldn't have the patience for that. Or a military career. Another downside is the diet and routine. I'm very hungry. I haven't eaten in 18 hours. And they draw a ton of blood. Doesn't seem like a healthy thing to do, but I'm not the doctor. And the bed. Goodness. I have, no exaggeration, spent about 47 of the last 48 hours in a bed. And there are numerous times throughout the day when you have to just lay on your back. No books, no electronics, just lay there. On your back. Due to a back much older than I am, I don't fall asleep on my back easily. But if I lay there long enough (23 hours, for instance), I fall asleep. And I'm hooked up to a portable ECG thing around the clock, but I'm not sure what that's all about. I hope I get paid for this.
And I now wonder, "John, who cares? Nobody is going to read this." For Some reason it doesn't really bother me. Plenty of people write journals that nobody reads, but its' benefits are out of this world. Im done. The nurses are on there way for another ECG reading. I'd rather have food.
Anyway, I also discovered that you can add titles to these. I like that. This title wasn't very clever. But allow me to explain! Two days ago I began my illustrious career as a lab rat. Basically. Im not entirely sure what's going on, but this place tests prescription drugs on me, and I allegedly get money for it. They're not new drugs, though. It's drugs that have lost their patent, and we test the 'off-brand' drugs to make sure they have exactly the same treatment. So we take the pills, and then the blood draws begin. In the last 4 hours I've had my blood drawn about 10 times, with at least 5 more draws to come. Praise the Lord I'm not diabetic. I wouldn't have the patience for that. Or a military career. Another downside is the diet and routine. I'm very hungry. I haven't eaten in 18 hours. And they draw a ton of blood. Doesn't seem like a healthy thing to do, but I'm not the doctor. And the bed. Goodness. I have, no exaggeration, spent about 47 of the last 48 hours in a bed. And there are numerous times throughout the day when you have to just lay on your back. No books, no electronics, just lay there. On your back. Due to a back much older than I am, I don't fall asleep on my back easily. But if I lay there long enough (23 hours, for instance), I fall asleep. And I'm hooked up to a portable ECG thing around the clock, but I'm not sure what that's all about. I hope I get paid for this.
And I now wonder, "John, who cares? Nobody is going to read this." For Some reason it doesn't really bother me. Plenty of people write journals that nobody reads, but its' benefits are out of this world. Im done. The nurses are on there way for another ECG reading. I'd rather have food.
Friday, July 9, 2010
I have a little thing for comic strips. I don't know when it began, except that we received a daily newspaper when I was young, and I read the comics. I know my dad enjoys them, and often uses them as illustrations in sermons, so maybe that's where my interest came. Anyway, Calvin & Hobbes is far and away my favorite comic strip. One of the neatest gifts I've received was the Calvin & Hobbes anthology. Every strip. Ever. If you ever want to borrow them, let me know. Bill Watterson named his two main characters after John Calvin and Thomas Hobbes, well known theologians and philosophers. I just saw this picture on facebook and immediately stole it, because it makes me smile. And some people say I don't do that too often. I just thought I'd post it on here for no-one to see. I've mentioned that I started a blog to a couple people, but I have refrained from giving out the url, as I find some humor in the fact that nobody reads it. Maybe someday.. It's like an anti-facebook for me. Rather than everyone seeing what I think or do, no-one does. And maybe this is better. Blogging, that is. For one, it's more intentional, all the way around. The posts are more thought out, and people actually have to seek out the blog, not just passively browse the facebook homepage. I fear sharing too many opinions, though, so I'll stop. I like comic strips. Facebook is death for intentional, close friendships.
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