Thu - Feb 02, 2006 : 08:44 pm
Life is a contradiction.
Man.... No wonder we're all so screwed up in this life. If someone out there honestly does not think he or she is screwed up in some manner hasn't really lived. :)
The whole reason for my saying this is the very essence of my life. If I've been taught once, I've been taught 1,000,000 times that to touch a lit burner on a stove is to get B-U-R-N-E-D. So why do I keep doing it? Only heaven knows why.
Only heaven knows why.... hmmm.... That's actually exactly what keeps hope alive in me.
Okay... I'm a human. I sin. I was brought up right, I didn't have abusive parents, I had food to eat, and a loving house to grow up in. I love my siblings and don't go out of my way to cause strife in the lives of others. I've got an angel wife and a child that followed suit, and a house and two cars and the Gospel and.... Yeah, I guess I've lived a blessed life.
What? What was that? Did I just say I "GUESS"?
Holy buckets! I did!
Now Jason... Let's rehearse this one more time. You've tried counting your blessings before and when you got past the number of seconds it'd take for a tortoise to cross the ocean, you lost count. Hello!!!!??!!
My gosh, man! You've been sooooooo blessed. Compared to the average Joe, ... well... no.. It's not right to compare against anyone else because quite frankly, the only people we're competing against down here is.... us. Me against me. Mano a mano. In that case, if I'm getting blessed for anything I've done, then I'm getting WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY overpaid. The times I actually choose the right pale in comparison to the contrary.
Yeah, I'm a good guy and I made a lot of good choices, but I gotta admit, I'm my own worst critic, by a thousand miles. I guess it's a very good thing that the final judgement is *completely* out of my hands... Because even though in the end, we are all our own judges, my sight is gonna be so skewed towards the negative, there won't be any chance in heaven (no pun intended) of me making it past the gates of hell to even start toward heaven. Anyway... We'll make the choices, God will weigh the choices. It's a very good thing in my judgement.
Soooo.... Talk about thinking and typing at the same time. No forethought = making no sense. I hope people actually come back for more blogs of mine after this one. Man... Do I go off... It's sad.
But I guess my friends understand me.... sometimes.
All in all, I screw up so many choices down here, it's a wonder I haven't put myself into a crack addicted welfare state of mind. But... God keeps havin' faith in me, so I'll keep trudging on through this overly-blessed life of mine.