Rapture me this

so i went to the college Bible study at Burnt Hickory Baptist tonight with ashley from physics, joel came too. The teacher/pastor guy was pretty cool, he seemed like an awesome dude, but he seemed like two separate awesome dudes... if you know what i mean, he was like a totally different person while he was teaching, than he was before and after. anyway, he talked about the end times and how as christians who can read and have access to the Bible, we have no excuse not to be able to defend what we believe with scripture. he did an overview of his previous two lessons about what Daniel and Jesus had to say about the end times, and then went into Paul's letters. his main focus was on the "tribulation" and the "rapture" neither of which is acutally in the Bible. similar ideas are there, but not the main stream missrepresentations that we are all familiar with. he went on to say that post-trib, pre-trib, mid-trib, is all pointless anyway, becuase we know for sure that we will be taken up to the clouds with Jesus pre-wrath. so we wont have to face the wrath and judgement of God upon the earth. Grace is the reason for this. Amazing Grace. so basically i need to read my Bible more, and I may start driving out into the middle of no where every other week to go to this Bible study.


--Toph

P.S. in addition to my last post. the main reason I love sunflower seed so much is because i have an oral fixation. I was diagnosed with this my senior year in highschool, but Mrs. Weller, because i was chewing on a pen. i think she was right. basically it means that i like to play with stuff with my mouth and chew on stuff, like pens and pencils. i also bite my nails, and will chew the same piece of gum for many many hours, and can tie a cherry stem in a knot lickety split. so i like the seed cus its a bit of everything, chew a little, flip it around some and split it open, eat a tiny little snack, spit, repeat. good times.

Would you like some... seed?

my new crutch, actually not so new... i've been eating them like crazy for like two weeks. i keep em in my car and eat them whenever i go anywhere. i keep an old cola can in my car to spit the seeds into. Bar-b-que and Jalepeno are the best, but only cus i cant find jim beam anymore... Dill Pickle is not all i hoped it would be, and whenever you want 'em emma, they're yours.

I have to go read physics now, cus the teacher doesnt teach...

uncertainty

It's hard to show what you believe, to not just be caught up in the flow and go along with whatever. I have come to realize lately that I dont often carry conversations, is the subject is of a light manner, I'll tell a story about one of my past experiences that realates. if the conversation is more of a heavy manner, I listen, and ask questions, but dont really talk. so i guess sometimes I'll lead a conversation in a direction by the questions i ask... but thats not the same. I dont know, maybe its just the way I see it, but a whole lot of what i say is useless drivel, and i usually realize this while i'm saying something, instead of right before, which would be a lot better... I dont think I like me very much, I'm kinda lame... I should work on that.

The Presence

Ever felt the presence of the Holy Spirit? It's the greatest feeling ever. There is no way to fully describe it, but I'm going to do my best, cus its worth talking about. Amazing Sermon followed by deep meaningful worship. starts with a weird feeling in the pit of your stomach, similar to nervous butterflies, but by no means the same. Then a feeling of heavyness, heavy burning sinsation almost, not pain, but very warm, so warm it sends chills down your spine. sweaty palms, shaky hands, wobbly knees. you feel like you cant move or stand, but you are, you move out of your pew and walk down to the alter, but it doesnt feel like you're walking, its almost like an out of body experience, because you dont feel like you're telling your body to do what its doing. you still feel like you're shaking, but you're not. all you can do is fall into the presence of the Lord and pray, commune with the Father in the deepest most spiritual way.

God works in mysterious way, earlier this morning i was thinking about Moses and how he asked God to show him His Glory, and God showed him just a little, so Moses would live through the experience. I was just thinking about how cool it would be to have an experience like that, and then, like two hours later, God showed me, just a little bit.

Good way to start off the year, makes me happy, and thankful, and full of awe.

Living on my own, thinking for myself
Castles in the sand, temporary wealth
Walls are falling down, storms are closing in
Tears have filled my eyes, here I am again

And I've held out as long as I can
Now I'm letting go and holding out my hand

Daddy, here I am again
Will You take me back tonight
I went and made the world my friend
And it left me high and dry
I drag Your name back through the mud
That You first found me in
Not worthy to be called Your son
Is this to be my end
Daddy, here I am
Here I am again

Curse this morning sun
Drags me in to one more day
Of reaping what I've sown
Of living with my shame
Welcome to my world
And the life that I have made
Where one day you're a prince
The next day you're a slave


good song, it made me happy the other day.
casting crowns, prodigal.


humorous anecdote time

the other day, my sister and I were watching Full House. the youngest daughter, michelle (one, and or both of the olsen twins) got a gold fish for a pet, she was told to feed it once a day and to keep it clean, because "fish like to be clean like humans like to be clean." so she gives the goldfish a bubble bath and kills it. after the usual explanation about death, she gets another goldfish. this one happens to be preggo. she freaks at first, but after learning that the little squirmy things are baby fish she thinks its awesome. so she turns to her dad and asks "where do babies come from?". bob saget quickly changes the subject. heres the funny part, Victoria, my 9 year old sister, looks and me and says "that was the dumbest question ever!". i smirked and asked her why, and she goes "becuase, you're not supposed to ask that", again i ask why. "becuase, you're not suppose to know that until you're married", i continue with the why. "becuase, you're not supposed to make babies until you're married".

so the morral of the story and the wisdom of a 9 year old, "you're not supposed to know how to make babies until you are married, becuase you're not supposed to make babies until you're married"