WHY?! Why must the media and the Internet always parade scantily clad women in front of men? It is so difficult as a man to keep my mind and heart pure when I have images of bikini wearing women flashing in front of me. I aim to lead a life that is a blessing to God and those around me and these pictures don’t help in any way shape or form.
I can’t imagine what it’s like being a woman and being told you have to look like that. That’s such an unrealistic look for women. I believe all women should learn to be comfortable in who they are not what they look like. Something I wish everyone could learn is that women are beautiful creations of God and they don’t need the world telling them where or how to get their worth.
I wish men would stop promoting it. If men didn’t buy the product the hot girl was promoting, it would move our society out of the dark ages of sex. While I do think sex is a wonderful thing, I only want to experience it with my wife and no one else. I don’t need some lady in a bikini (or less) making my thoughts wander. It’s frustrating and I wish it would stop.
I am not certain how to affect a change but I really want one to come about. I’ll step off my soap box now.
Late night study parties and pizza boxes are what I think of whenever I think of college. It’s nice to know that thought isn’t fully based in myth. I am sitting in the JCA student lounge just finishing up a medium stuft crust pizza and reading through Luke 1-4. Sounds like typical college life to me. Whoo hoo!!!
Random character sketch I was inspired to write late at night
A dark and grey morning greeted the man as he stepped past the threshold of his door. He had been hoping for something more promising on such an important day. “Oh well,” he shrugged to himself as he trudged into the cold, “Hope the rest of my day doesn’t end up like the weather.”
He was a tall man, 6’5″, with somewhat curly hair and glasses that looked like they belonged in the 1950’s. While his original hair color was a dark brown, it had grown more salt and pepper-like with the passing of time. He was at one point a very muscular man, some might have even called him linebacker worthy, but now he carried several years of married food around his mid-section and his love handles no longer surprised him whenever they greeted him in the mirror.
He enjoyed a simple and content life. One filled with problems, as everyone has, but nothing so drastic or devastating that he couldn’t handle. He had two great kids, one a Junior in High School and the other going on their third year in the navy. His wife was the love of his life and they routinely went on romantic getaways to remember just how in love they were.
A big part of the reason he was able to enjoy life as much as he was was because of a deep rooted belief in God. The hope and assurance he found in the Creator made life so much more bearable. While he was uncertain about where his kids were in their faith walks, he knew they all had chosen to follow God and have Jesus Christ be their Lord and Savior. What a blessing.
As the few of you that follow my blog have probly noticed, I’ve been very lax in making updates lately. So I decided to try and get back on track by digging up a writing prompt to see if it’ll help get some of those writing juices flowing. I found this one posted on Live Journal this afternoon.
If you had one night left to live, what would you do? Would you prefer to spend your final night with a loved one or alone? What would you choose for your last meal?
That’s a very easy question for me. I would absolutely spend it with my wife. I would want to do something I’ve never done before. Maybe play at an open mic night or something like that. My last meal would definitely be pizza. Probly from either Pizza Hut or Rocky Roccocco’s in downtown Spokane. Pepperoni pizza with a Dr. Pepper drink. Mmmm… that sounds really good.
This question does remind me of a man who had the ability to answer that question. Randy Pausch was a professor at Carnegie Melon and he had been given six months left to live from an inoperable tumor. He was given the opportunity to answer the question “If you could give one last lecture, what would you say?” While I don’t agree with some of the things he says, he’s got some really good things to say. It’s a long lecture but worth watching.
Not certain why I haven’t been writing here lately but I haven’t been. I think a lot of it has to do with me going stir crazy the last few weeks. I’ve been couped up in our apartment with nothing really to do. I was just excited to go out driving at one point. Being jobless is kinda nice but it’s also pretty boring. It’d help if I was willing to work on projects around the house and I have had the willingness but I have lacked the motivation to act on the willingness. Hopefully that’ll change this week.
I’m heading out to the lake with my mom and grandpa in a few minutes to close that up. Then it’s back home to clean up and get ready for Heroes night. Much excitement will abound!
I was working on worship for this Sunday and I had a bit of inspiration so I wrote what came to me. Not sure if I’ll ever do anything w/ it but it’s the first time I’ve written creatively like that in a long time. Enjoy!
I can’t think of words to describe the joy we’ll see
At the place we’ll be, with Jesus Thee
What a joy, what a thrill, with Jesus still
Carrying out The Creator’s Will
Not mine but thine be done
We will dance and sing
Around Jesus we will swing
Arms held high, and praises rise
To the Almighty King of everything
One with the Son in Glory
The bridegroom to the Man
The word, made flesh, alive again
Living breathing moving doing
Almighty King of Creation
Sin is gone, death is done
There is nothing but life in Christ
What a joy it will be, to see
My Jesus, face to face with Thee
Post about worship planning for this weekend is incoming.
I always thought it would be neat to be a photographer. Or at least have a camera and go out and take the artistic photos. It’s a weird desire but I long to be artistic and expressive. I’ve been way too afraid to though. I’m hoping this new life will put me in a place where I have the courage to express and let myself be artistic.
Part of me thinks that I have too much of the views of the world still in me and caring what other people think. I know I say I shouldn’t care what other people think but a bit part of me still does. It’s a sad reality that I am trying to break. Because really in the end, the only opinion that matters is God’s. And I know where I stand with Him.
So anyways, in honor of my desire to become an artist and be artistic, I have created a flickr account. I don’t know if I’ll ever use it or do anything with it but I have made one and I am going to try and use it.
Flickr Photostream:http://www.flickr.com/photos/howie23/ Flickr Profile:http://www.flickr.com/people/howie23/
What is it about the coffee shop that everyone likes? Are we, as a people, wannabe beatnik’s in disguise? Why is Starbuck’s one of the largest food chains in the world? Why is it that one little drink has become such a huge driving force our country?
As someone who is trying to turn over a new leaf, I often think of coffee shops as a safe place to let my creative juices flow. I have a strong urge to write or draw (which I’m terrible at) anytime I walk into a coffee shop. As a matter of fact, I started writing this post in a Starbuck’s in Seattle on 6th Ave. & Stewart St. As someone who wants to find out what it means to be a starving artist, coffee shops are a haven for me to practice my craft. While I’ve never been one for writing a lot, I do enjoy it and I want to learn to be more consistent in it. I can think of no better place to begin than a coffee shop.
Maybe intimacy is the answer. As I write this, there is a couple sitting less than 5 feet from me and I have no idea what they’re saying. Not from lacking listening, that’s for sure. :p. Having the decor Starbuck’s does portrays a sense that things are calm and there is no need to rush through life. Ironic that they serve a caffeine drink and want to provide a place for someone to relax/destress before their day starts.
While I may not have an answer, what I do know is that Starbuck’s and coffee shops in general have become an integral part of American culture. I’ve always wondered how they changed from the eccentric artist hang out to the central meeting place for most college students and quite a few business people. Maybe coffee shops have always been popular and my perception of them has changed. While I’m not a coffee drinker, more and more of my friends are and they enjoy meeting over a cup of coffee.
In the end my thoughts on coffee and their shops doesn’t matter. They’re here, they’re a great place to hang out, and they won’t be going anywhere anytime soon.