On Nose Hairs...
So finals ended a week ago, and my eye is still twitching. I don't know if it is caffeine or stress, because it certainly cannot be fatigue (for more info, click here). This despondable college student has found solace in 9 hours of sleep a night, so what's up now! I also have been reading for kicks, which never happens. My current book, by Bertrand Russell, is labeled Why I Am Not A Christian: and other Essays on Religion and Related Subjects. I picked this up the other day when it was snowing and I was supposed to be Christmas shopping. Naturally though, when it is snowing and you are at Borders, you cannot escape the castle without buying a book for yourself to read. So, 2 days before Christmas, no presents yet for the fam, but we do have something to read.
There is the eye-twitch. Why you rogue! Why do you torment me?!?! Die eye-twitch, die... Just like nose hairs, eye-twitches are of the devil.
Did you ever wonder why nose hairs fight for dominance of the face? Seriously, take a handful of nose hairs, give them a week, and they are tickling the chin into surrender. I think middle-aged guys start to weaken to the onslaught of nose hairs and surrender to the dark power of the hair-orce. Agressive little guys (or girls to be PC). Sizzors work, but seem to miss the renegade hairs. The John Browns, Daniel Shays, and Kamikaze suckers that will not give. A chainsaw or laser torch appear to have a higher effectivity, but are not as user friendly.
Bastards...
Anyways, back to my book. I have been reading this book, and that is all I have to say. Interesting claims our buddy Russell makes. Intriguing... We se things, but from different standpoints. Just like Coffee Josh said, it is good to read some of the critical thinkers who reasoned the only way that they knew how. It is good to taste their view.
Funny. Have you noticed sometimes taht deep within our hearts we wish that God did not exist so we could do whatever we want? Maybe it is just me, but in moments of depravity I find that I wish I was God so I could do whatever I want. Scary, but true. What fools we are without a real God, what damned fools.
I am glad that He is as gracious as He is. I have tested Him to the limits, and yet He still says, "Dave, com'on son. you know better. Lets go. Lemme clean you (scrubs my face and washed the filth away) and lets chase what is right, ok?" Thank you Jesus, I need you daily God, daily.
Anyways, give in to grace, and follow Jesus. Love each other, and trim any random hair that society deems gross. If you are in a different society, adapt accordingly. God bless!
D <><
There is the eye-twitch. Why you rogue! Why do you torment me?!?! Die eye-twitch, die... Just like nose hairs, eye-twitches are of the devil.
Did you ever wonder why nose hairs fight for dominance of the face? Seriously, take a handful of nose hairs, give them a week, and they are tickling the chin into surrender. I think middle-aged guys start to weaken to the onslaught of nose hairs and surrender to the dark power of the hair-orce. Agressive little guys (or girls to be PC). Sizzors work, but seem to miss the renegade hairs. The John Browns, Daniel Shays, and Kamikaze suckers that will not give. A chainsaw or laser torch appear to have a higher effectivity, but are not as user friendly.
Bastards...
Anyways, back to my book. I have been reading this book, and that is all I have to say. Interesting claims our buddy Russell makes. Intriguing... We se things, but from different standpoints. Just like Coffee Josh said, it is good to read some of the critical thinkers who reasoned the only way that they knew how. It is good to taste their view.
Funny. Have you noticed sometimes taht deep within our hearts we wish that God did not exist so we could do whatever we want? Maybe it is just me, but in moments of depravity I find that I wish I was God so I could do whatever I want. Scary, but true. What fools we are without a real God, what damned fools.
I am glad that He is as gracious as He is. I have tested Him to the limits, and yet He still says, "Dave, com'on son. you know better. Lets go. Lemme clean you (scrubs my face and washed the filth away) and lets chase what is right, ok?" Thank you Jesus, I need you daily God, daily.
Anyways, give in to grace, and follow Jesus. Love each other, and trim any random hair that society deems gross. If you are in a different society, adapt accordingly. God bless!
D <><
posted by David B at 12:13 AM
