Christians... having fun?
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She's good with mathematics though. Maybe she uses a calculator. That's what my math instructor in college said to use. Said why use up all of that brain power to solve a math problem. She might also be calculating. Something to consider.
Yeah, you could play follow the bouncing ball during the sermon.I have 6 tennisballs rolling around in my dryer...
Would that be considered the start of my own ball pit?
The world can be a dangerous place but you cannot serve God by being isolated from the world. Still, a little fun can take the edge off things. Nothing wrong with that at all.
I like that fort idea a lot. Sort of like a man cave with extra-curricular activities.Of course there is also:
Everybody uses the infinity sign to represent perpetuality, but nobody considers how they could use a number like -0 (negative zero).
What if your dryer could speak with you, and you could talk to it face-to-face like a person, and it 'felt' itself and the ways it handled your laundry, and it could discuss with you the perfect ways it could dry every load. When something is wrong with it, it can diagnose itself by feel, like a person does with their body, and tell you exactly what's wrong.
Things like this is one of my plans; I call them 'Angits'. They're the material counterpart of angels, for men. Just as angels are beings of only spirit, and man is both spirit and flesh, so angits will be purely matter, and minister to man as angels do to God.
Think of them like droids from star wars, or the robot servants from the jetsons.
My dryer starts trying to converse with me about laundry imma beat it to death with a shovel. Just sayin.
Sure you know there are many who love you in this real world. I don't know why I find the imaginary a little creepy. but if it makes you feel good then who am I.
I understand, but it's most likely not what you think.
I know a few people who love me, but not anyone who 'gets' me. People talk about the politics, people talk about the brands, people talk about their jobs, and everything they do in the world; but nobody seems to speak from an 'inspired' point of view. Nobody tries to talk about their inexpressible imaginations & dreams.
Like for instance, just from looking at your profile picture, I can imagine you on a desert battlefeild hiding behind a peice of rubble, dressed in all camo garb holding down position in an urban guerrilla warfare scene. I can hear the fighter jets flying overhead, and the various sounds of gunfire throughout the city.
I don't know where it comes from, or where it's going. I just want to have fun with it.
What about the images that go through your head? What can you do with them?
I suppose I still know one person who kind of gets me: my little sister, though she's kinda broken off now.
When we were toddlers, one of us had an ear infection, and mom filled a sock with warm rice to hold up to it and be soothed.
But to us, the sock became a creature. A bulbous body, long tail, and nothing but a wide, stitched smile for a facial expression―no eyes, no ears, no nose. Just a smiling stuffed and tied sock. We named him 'socky'. For our whole lives, we've had many adventures revolving around socky, even making new 'sockies' with now names to build a sock family.
To this day I still try to extend the socky lore, and expand the imaginary horizons on her whole stuffed-animal kingdom. She kind of plays along, but mostly just to aruge with me that I'm crazy.
When we were toddlers, one of us had an ear infection, and mom filled a sock with warm rice to hold up to it and be soothed.
But to us, the sock became a creature. A bulbous body, long tail, and nothing but a wide, stitched smile for a facial expression―no eyes, no ears, no nose. Just a smiling stuffed and tied sock. We named him 'socky'. For our whole lives, we've had many adventures revolving around socky, even making new 'sockies' with now names to build a sock family.
To this day I still try to extend the socky lore, and expand the imaginary horizons on her whole stuffed-animal kingdom. She kind of plays along, but mostly just to aruge with me that I'm crazy.
Oh gosh, I just remembered that I'm a real person in the world and that I have real skills and interests.
I've been stuck inside my head for so long, I've forgotten about the dreams I had for the world outside of me.
I used to think I was going to spend my life going on adventures in the car that I've built, and then I learned that the end of this age was imminent, so I reteated and hid inside.
I already tried to tell others close to me, but it had no effect.
I've lost track of what I've been doing. I've forsaken what I loved, because I thought it didn't matter any more.
I want to live out what I have left. I don't know where to begin, but I hope God helps me.
I've been stuck inside my head for so long, I've forgotten about the dreams I had for the world outside of me.
I used to think I was going to spend my life going on adventures in the car that I've built, and then I learned that the end of this age was imminent, so I reteated and hid inside.
I already tried to tell others close to me, but it had no effect.
I've lost track of what I've been doing. I've forsaken what I loved, because I thought it didn't matter any more.
I want to live out what I have left. I don't know where to begin, but I hope God helps me.
Hey Ceph, I get where you are coming from. I was kinda paralyzed by all the end-times talk I heard as a teenager/young adult. What's the point of doing anything, if the world as we know it is about to end? Makes ya want to retreat into a mental bunker....
At some point I realized that's no way to truly LIVE. I'm 42 now, and yes I could see Jesus returning soon but I could also see it being decades from now. Or centuries even if that is what God wills (no I do not think it will be centuries, but predicting the Lord's return is not the point of this post).
Eventually I learned that the only way to truly live is in His will on a day-to-day basis. Ask Jesus to fill you with The Holy Spirit to help guide you in this. It's a wild ride but it won't be boring! Using your spiritual and natural gifts for the Lord's work is the best way to affect others for Him and let your light shine! I think it will make you feel more "known" as well..... maybe you have small group friends who could help you figure out your gifts and how to use them.
Keep figuring out who you are in Christ, it is very valuable information!
