I fully intend to be puking up cookie dough in the back of the room in approximately one hour.
So excited to watch the Boston Marathon tomorrow morning. If my legs weren’t so sore already, I would go for a second run. Maybe later.
T. Meier even made an article on Runner’s World (#6). Half of my motivation comes from that guy.
specific in my Paris journal and I came across a funny incident (well, actually, I’m finding there are a lot of them): I went up and before I could explain my situation she snobbishly pointed up at the sign above the window and said, “This is information. I cannot help you.”
Job transitions are awkward.
I haven’t had fun since Friday. I consider that a problem.
I also said every #cuss at least once today.
— John Piper
He said, “Isn’t Christianity a crutch for people who can’t make it on their own?”
My answer was very simple. I said, “Yes.” Period.
People don’t in general think that crutches are bad things. Why does a crutch become a bad thing when it’s Christianity?
I think the answer that most critics would give is this: if Christianity is a crutch, then it’s only good for cripples. But we don’t like to see ourselves as cripples. And so it is offensive to our self-sufficiency to label Christianity as a crutch."
— John Piper
I read blogs and listen to radio shows produced by my peers (and even elders) and I’m just heartbroken over how stupid they are. Truth has become what ever I think. What ever happened to scholarship?
Today’s topics were female catholic priests with marriage (“The Bible just teaches that women need to stay out of leadership to take care of other things. I think it’s time we drop that. It’s dated.”) And emotional, but well-written, responses to the church’s stance on homosexuality after attending a Mackelmore concert.
I want to smash my head up against the wall every time I read things about pro-homexualilty “Christianity.” One of my favorite friends is openly gay, but I strongly believe he will continue to struggle in his relationship with God until he knows the truth (Proverbs 13:21). You can’t hold onto [any] sin and expect roses.
— John Piper
— Michael Morrison
a bag of Reese’s later and I never want to eat again.
And I just wish the wind would slow down for an hour, because if I went to the gym I’d be blowing snot everywhere…and I don’t think people would like that.
Friday was a chatty-cathy, party, run (or perhaps “walk”) around day. Tonight is a try-to-not-rub-anymore-skin-off-my-nostrils kind of night.
I have an interview on Tuesday—in this town—at a place I believe to be disgustingly desperate, soul-sucking, and populated with the most unintelligent human beings I’ve ever met.
Do I do something for the title? For the money? For an escape? Even if I’ll hate it, be intentionally friendless, and working past prime sunning hours?
This girl. Definitely watched her play two years ago at a cafe in Paris. She seemed a lot cooler when she was indie. I wanted to be her friend.
— Michael Horton
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“i may not have gone where i intended to go,
but i think i ended up where i needed to be.”— douglas adams