Fantastic Reality

I’m sorry I’m a whiney person. I’m kinda spoiled, and I know it. I’ve never had to work a job before. I’m not used to things not going my way. I’m not used to having to make hard decisions. 

I’m sorry, dear. I want to give you my best. Not what’s left over. I love you very much. I appreciate your willingness to pick up the phone at whatever time of day and listen to me rant. You are my best and dearest friend. Just know that I’m here for you. I’m working on being selfless to everyone. It’s easier to be for you than it is for some other people. 

Just know that I am trying, I am growing and I am praying. For me, for you, for us.  

I’m kind of mad, but I’m kind of used to it by now.

I hate to sound mean, but let them get whatever the heck they want. Let them gain the world and lose their soul. If that’s what they want, let them have it.

And God will have His justice. Those who love the world and give up their souls to have it WILL face His wrath. 

They’re the ones missing out. They’re the ones who will wake up in eternity and weep for the time they lost. 

So one of our primary goals is to show them that no, God is not some egotistical jerk sitting up in heaven taking away everyone’s happiness to satisfy some sadistic fascination with human suffering. His commandments are for our own good. People just presume that He has no idea what He’s talking about and that He is just sitting around waiting for us to step out of line, then claim that if God exists, they want to meet Him and tell Him to His face how cruel and sadistic He is. They wave their indignant fingers at God and His people who cling to His love and guiding commandments, shouting, “Excuse you, WE are the ones who get to make up the rules now!”

No, excuse YOU! Did YOU create the world and all of its laws, both moral and natural? Did YOU exist before time and set the standard for holiness and perfection? Did YOU create humans in your image and give them a soul that has the power to choose love or death? And did YOU, through some amazing display of fatherly charity and mercy, send your son to die so that those beings you created in your image, those beings that repeatedly choose death over the greatest being in the universe, could be reconciled to you?

I didn’t think so. Neither did I, and I still make mistakes, trust me, but I’m not the one choosing death, here.

Love is the only choice that makes sense. Otherwise we end up in a vicious cycle of self-fulfillment, disillusionment, heartbreak and disappointment. We find ourselves discontented with everything, and to our horror, almost too late, we find the withered soul within us, the soul that is our precious life from God, the soul we starved because our flesh felt it was smarter than God, that it was too good for its Maker.

Think about that next time you want to think that God is dead and you have been made king in His place.

The King and Maker of the Universe has made the greatest gesture of love to you, He has provided you with the truth, He has done everything to establish simple guidelines so that we will not stray onto the path of darkness, condescending to your aid and treating you like His child although He has no obligation to do so… and you have rejected it, called Him a liar, a sadistic dictator, all to chase the fleeting fancies of this world and feel the poisonous rush of rebelling against Him, against nature, and against humanity itself.

What do you expect from Him? His justice and His holy name will not be mocked. 

You want the chance to meet Him and tell Him to His face that He’s sick, demented, dictating and cruel? 

You will get that chance, trust me. But when it comes you will wish you hadn’t.

But a note of loving promise: Christ Himself has promised that no matter how far away from Him that you think you’ve run, no matter how much You’ve spurned Him, no matter how deep in the muck and mire of sin you are, He is there, ready to wash you clean in the fountain of His redeeming blood and the waters of Baptism (1 Timothy 1:12-14, 1 Peter 1:2-4, Romans 6:3-5, 1 Peter 3:20-22).

I think I’ve just realized that because of my lack of reading here recently, my writing skills have gone out the window. 

I was reading one of my old drafts of my novel, before I tried to revise it 50,000,000 times, and it’s like ten times better than the one I have now. And there’s more of it, almost 100 pages. 

And I’m sitting here like:

……..I need to

(1) Get back to the books

(2) JUST KEEP WRITING!!!

Like this: 

No more distractions, just blissful productivity with this baby.

Here it is, in all of its internet-less glory. =D

Just a word-processing powerhouse with 700 hours of battery life, is all. 

…Equals an hour and a half well-spent.

tomyfuturespouse:

 I’m learning how to cook just for you.

 So far, I’ve mastered the grilled cheese.

For a new character. I don’t know when I’ll use it, but I thought it was pretty off the wall. 

Ready? Ready? Here it comes!

…a stealth swimmer. 

=DDDDDDDDDDDDDD

I’m so excited.