Sequences & Consequences

Today was kind of rough.
School was intense
and one of my friends was not getting along with me. I'm not sure what set our discourse into motion. I am pretty sure it was something that I said. A lot of times I have trouble saying things that I absolutely do not mean. People who know me really well learn to just look past those things. Some people don't know this, and they think I am serious about what I am saying to them. When really I am just being dumb. So, I am sorry for the things that I have said and will say. I do not mean them, most of the time. Well, I felt like a jerk.
I decided to go carve pumpkins with a friend, and what happens? I slice my thumb wide open. It still is bleeding profusely. I guess that is a natural consequence.
So, tomorrow I have to teach a reading lesson. Well, instead of preparing for that I carved pumpkins. Now, I have been scrambling, trying to pull something together to teach the kids tomorrow. The subject is sequencing. Which is where students arrange a story in order that it happens. Pretty simple, right?
Gentle readers, don't let the sun go down on your wrath. Be quick to forgive, and quicker to forget.

Something Good To See

This is so inspiring.

http://owlcityblog.com/2010/10/25/my-hope-is-found/

It nice to see someone in the spotlight not be afraid to state what they believe.

Sometimes, Christians would rather not talk about their faith in God. But here is someone who has influence over a large base of people, praising the name of Jesus.

"This is what I wholeheartedly believe,

and to that belief, I remain steadfast until He returns or calls me home."

Will you remain steadfast?

We've got the Power.

Each morning brings in a new day.

A new day to accomplish new goals.

Or in my case, to accomplish yesterday's goals.

Sometimes our days might not go exactly like we plan. And often people will say, "I am having a bad day." Yes, perhaps you are not the best day of your life. But do we let our circumstances determine the day we have? Or do we take control of the day and show it who's boss. Seriously, if you think about it, we do not have control over what happens to us, but we do have control over how we will respond to what happens to us.

Today, no matter what happens to you, remember that you have the power to react in a positive way and make the best of the day. God is on your side.

Oh, the Horror!

This is my life.

It is the way it is.

I don't have much more to say than that.

...Just kidding, I always have something to say, and for the first time I have decided to share that with the world. Well, at least make it available for the world to read.

One thing I have been pondering on lately is the idea of stress. I sure hate it as much as the next guy, but do you ever think about how simple, how boring life would be without our dear friend, stress?

Take it from me, I know what stress is and I have found that no matter how bad it seems, we are only given as much stress as we can handle. I don't know of many people who have so much stress that it drives them to complete insanity. I know that I have come close to that point on many occasions, and some would argue I might be insane. Seriously though, We can handle it, but we like to "stress" out about having stress. People, especially, Americans love to whine about their problems. I'm not judging, I could conceivably be the chief of the whines convention. I love to whine about school, not having money or time to do fun things, about how sad and pathetic my life is. But, good gracious. It is not that bad. It could be vastly different from how it is now. It could, my friends, be much worse. I could have been born in an impoverished country. I could have a crippling disability. I could not even be here right now. When I take those things into perspective, it makes me less likely to harp about my own problems.

Regardless of this, the chances are that most of my writings will be drenched in the stench of whine, whine, whine. Because it is what I like to do.

I would love to provide people with hope and encouragement through this blog, but who do you think I am? Delilah?