Streams of Consciousness & Thoughts~~~

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The biggest frustration that I experience is that the idea of something is greater than the reality of it. Nothing ever lives up to my dreaming. I hate it. I hate imagining. Longing for the non-existent. It's utter foolishness. And a waste of energy. At this point, I cannot even harness this frustration into some sort of written expression. I get excited by the thought of things, or reminisce the past more fondly than it actually was. I hate my personality. It's all stupidity denying reality and logic living in a dream world. What use is it if I cannot express it? It is not productive and purposeless.
 
The way I hear people talk about marriage, both in real life and on here...discourages me and makes me think that the type of marriage I want is all but a myth.

I'm still holding on to hope, though. It may only be a thread, but it's still there.

The biggest mistake I made was trying to make my marriage match the picture in my head so I ignored what it really was. If we give our expectations to the Lord, He will make reality into what He desires. And that is more beautiful than we could ever imagine. :)
 
...and then I thought that because there was a terrible sewer-funky smell in the bathroom due to the washing machine in the basement draining up into it, burning some really strong, really sickeningly sweet smelling incense in a tiny little room would be a good way to get rid of the smell. It worked; I can't smell the sewer-funky smell anymore. However, the incense reeks and I kinda want to puke a little, and the temperature outside is fast approaching freezing since the sun went down, but the windows have to be open and fans a-blowing to get this nasty stench out of here. And since it's cold, and since I have two little ones who shouldn't be cold, there will be frozen (but I'll cook it!) pizza consumed wearing coats and hats.

The moral of the story here is either:

Don't put the washing machine in the basement unless you're going to do the plumbing properly, or

If you give Cristen incense, she'll make everyone freeze to death.

Maybe there is no moral and I'm just not real "with it" today.
 
My son just picked up the cat's water dish and gleefully dumped it all over the floor. I was in the process of trying to get the baby to let go of a dog (pet-sitting), and you know what? After the week I've been having with these kids, one more puddle of water was just not a big deal.

So my son and I both took our shoes and socks off and splashed in the puddle on the kitchen floor.


 
I feel overwhelmed with a joy I haven't had in a long long time. I am going to church tomorrow, super nervous/excited. I have a bird who, with his weird faults, is awesome. I shaved and due to my excitement(I guess) I cut myself for the first time in quite a while. Won't stop bleeding either.
 
I feel overwhelmed with a joy I haven't had in a long long time. I am going to church tomorrow, super nervous/excited. I have a bird who, with his weird faults, is awesome. I shaved and due to my excitement(I guess) I cut myself for the first time in quite a while. Won't stop bleeding either.

You shaved your bird and you're a cutter?!

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Have fun at church tomorrow :D
 
L0l wut?

If I want to bleed I don't need a razor to do that! All I have to do is have my bird perch onto my hand and fling my hand and he'll latch on in fear and will cause me to bleed.

Terrible thing is I have a cut right below my right eye.
 
My beard was fully grown and there are some small stray hairs that grow about an inch below my eyes. I was trying to get them too.
 
Jon C, what kind of bird do you have? I used to have a bird, she was awesome. :)

Tonight I had a movie night at my house. It was just girls, and we had pizza beforehand and then watched Disney's Hercules. I forgot two things: 1) Girls in groups talk. A lot. 2) I HATE when people talk during movies.

I'm okay with a comment every now and then, but these were entire conversations. Not about the movie. Constantly. What's the point of getting together to watch a movie if you're going to be talking and on your phone the whole time?? Not that it was a movie you really had to pay close attention to, but some of them hadn't seen it or it had been a while. When I watch a movie, I watch it.

I think I just realllly don't like talking during movies. That tends to happen with bigger groups, I suppose.

If my future boyfriend does that...it might just be a deal breaker (I'm mostly kidding).
 
Preach it sista! Drives me nuts too.
My dad likes to do that during tv shows too. Thirty minutes into an hour long show and he starts talking about the scenery and he has this memory and on and on.. But this is the same guy who will watch a show for 50 minutes and go to bed right before the end. So yeah.
 
I am sooooo guilty of talking during movies. But maybe that's because I so rarely have the opportunity to just sit and watch one...I know. It's awful. I'm not proud of it. Lol
 
I had two parakeets once. A blue one and a green one. The blue one liked to bite me.

I dated a guy who had a cockatiel that liked to follow me into the bathroom. The bird, not the guy. Given my experience with the biting bird, I was not fond of this idea.

P.S. - Chili is not the best idea for a late night snack.
 
My son just picked up the cat's water dish and gleefully dumped it all over the floor. I was in the process of trying to get the baby to let go of a dog (pet-sitting), and you know what? After the week I've been having with these kids, one more puddle of water was just not a big deal.

So my son and I both took our shoes and socks off and splashed in the puddle on the kitchen floor.



Should sign him up for the glee club :cool:
 
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