Alert Nerdism!

This month has been an incredible month for nerdy things!!!!!!! Harry Potter and Captain AMERICA!!!!! ZOUNDS! It's as if the nerdiness will never end! And that my friends is a good thing lol. Long live nerdom! May it never cease to be awesome!

What is Christianity?

What is the true nature of our faith? Is it something that the Protestants found amidst corruption in the Reformation? Or is it something else? Is it something more? Is it possible that we were wrong and that Christianity had existed together and solid, continuous for the past 2,000 years? Maybe I have been wrong.

Everything that I have ever believed for the most part about a mass was destroyed last week. I saw something that was definitely strange to me but not entirely alien. It had something about it. It was strangely beautiful. I was just surprised and kind of awed by what I saw.

I don't claim to understand it all. All I know is the Bible and I know only a little of that. But I do know that I saw love. A great deal of love. And that seems to be the only tangible thing that I can see. That is what astounded me. I am surprised. I am nervous. But mostly, I am curious.

Honor

It is what I aspire for. For the Glory of God. Did that age pass me by? Did I come into the wrong time for that to happen? Or are the great ideals and great battles timeless? Is there still a place in the world for one who longs to destroy evil? Is there still a place in the world for a warrior of righteousness?

Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter

Harry Potter. Wow. Just wow. What a magnificent ending :)

Thoughts

"You don't spend enough time on yourself."

"You are too selfless."

"You don't believe in yourself."

A Question

Am I Worthy?

Stand

Hold your ground! Hold your ground! Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come when the courage of men fails! When we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship! But it is not this day! An hour of woes and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!
~ Aragorn

The Year of Death

For me, this year has been a year of death. Some of you may know about how things have since last June. At that time I contemplated Mamaw and her long full life. Mamaw was incredible. She saw so many things in her life and so much change that I can't begin to understand. Then I was challenged by the drastic change in life in my friend Peter. I was struck to consider what it would be like to have an impact as a young person. At this point I still didn't really think about life as a whisp of vapor. And then Daniel went home. And then Josh. And then Taylor. For me these three each affected me. However with one following the other in succession, and with each being such a young and vibrant life, I have left to wonder why at times. But more often I wonder what I am meant to be doing. These three young men each had a vibrant and important impact on my life. They still do now. And sometimes I wonder what they are feeling now that they are part of the Great Cloud of Witnesses. I wistfully wait for the day I can go home. 
 
But now, I think of something else as well. Earlier this week I learned about the death of my Great Uncle Bruce. Uncle Bruce was quite a character and also an older man. What struck me though was the fact that I am not secure in my knowledge of what happened to him. This has struck another chord. Something that I probably should have been more concerend with all along. What about the lost? What about the unredeemed?
 
I don't know if this is some kind of new feeling that I have, or more of a different way of thinking about things, but I am suddenly concerend about what I can do to reach them. It's as if I am now thinking about things slightly differently. I want to try and make an impact so that I can help people. I want to point to Jesus. But I know that I am not the best representation of Him or His love.
 
The world is dying, and people need Jesus. I must be about His business.
 
"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die;" - Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
 
But those who live in Christ have hope. For we have been purchased with the Blood of Christ, and we are redeemed. Because of this I can take comfort in knowing of God's Love and Soverignty. I can say:
"O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?" - 1 Corinthians 15:55

Death

Death is something that we will all have to face eventually. For some reason I have been facing it a lot recently. So many people close to me have died in the past year. And it is incredibly difficult. HoweverI am trusting that God has a purpose for this and that somehow it will all be ok. I pray that God will use me. I pray that I will be of a use to Him. And that he will be glorified through me. I pray that God will make me like His Son, Jesus. That I might endure like Mamaw. That I might be true like Daniel. That I might be open like Josh. And that I might live with honor and integrity like Taylor.

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Some Thoughts On Honor

Honor is an interesting concept. Generally people regard it as either some kind of archaic ideal or some kind of ethereal, strange, and unattainable goal. Something that is quite nice to think about but in reality does not exist. The kind of thing which used to exist long ago, at least we think it did, but it no longer exists in the way that we though it did. That is, if it ever existed at all. I think this is an interesting idea to think about, quite frankly because I am somewhat obsessed with it. Every day I walk through stone arches which bear the ultimatum to “Return With Honor.” Nothing more, nothing less. It makes me wonder if there would be some kind of consequence about not living with honor, let alone retuning to my dorm with it. Another building that I frequent states “Honor, the Guiding Star.”

The New Oxford American Dictionary defines honor as “1. high respect; esteem.” This kind of definition suits me for the most part however it leaves some to be desired. I am sure that generally when we think of honor we think of something more, something deeper than just a definition from a dictionary. Even for me, who likes to examine the world through what I consider a very logical lens find it…lacking. What do we think about then when we think of Honor? Stories.

We all think about the stories that we were told when we were young. I think of the tale of St. George and the Dragon, in which a brave and noble knight endures great battles with an evil beast to secure the safety of a kingdom and people, but also win the favor of a fair lady. I think of Pilgrim’s Progress and how Sir Greatheart secures the voyage of Christina to the Celestial City. And I think of Reepicheep the Mouse from C.S. Lewis’ genius who often made errors playing chess "For his mind was full of forlorn hopes, death-or-glory charges, and last stands." This I think is some of the very essence of what the mystery is for me in defining honor. I want to define it because I want to live it. I want to live it because it seems to me to be the best way to live for God while serving Him and everyone else that I care about.

Hello World

Thoughts on a Journey, that's exactly what this will be. The Journey will end someday, until then I'm going to have thoughts. Why not post them on the internet and see if someone else has more wisdom than me? That is if this ever gets read. We'll see I guess. Maybe someday. Until then, happy thinking!