January 3, 2006

• Such a wondrous and peculiar time of year, where simply the date January 1 can give hope to the lives of Americans.  In the form of annual resolutions people construct plans, goals, missions, and all their greatest desires for the new year. 

  Yet we quite haven’t figured it out have we?

  The world today is very much the same as it was thousands of years ago: there is poverty, wars, and the tribulations of every man’s life. Shouldn’t one think that if a solution to overcome misfortune were found that it would have been told and the world would be perfect?

  Yet this is one of the mysteries of God.  For He treasures that which may be found in the quiet and secret convictions of a person’s soul.  The apostle Paul writes, “No, we speak of God’s secret wisdom, a wisdom that has been hidden and that God destined for our glory before time began… but God has revealed it to us by his Spirit.”

  That just so fascinates me that the entire human race can search for the key to success and contentedness and still miss it even though it exists.  How can something that exists and be applied in people’s lives and work remain a secret?  That, my friends, is the gift of faith.  And faith cannot be mass distributed like the other attempts at achieving the ideal world: strategies, motivational books, theories, and the like.  Faith is achieved on individual account, and that is why the world remains as it is: faith is a secret industry; where a man’s own faith in God can create his joy from trial to trial and day to day in life.  This is the faith I own, and wish for it to guide me through 2006, as it has 2005. 

  Break was relaxing, and I am glad for the time-off.  Although, it helps me realize the benefits of school: on my own, I am rather lazy.  Even if all I learn in school is pointless, the entity of school will prepare me for the meaningful (Such as the waking-up-early-to-work life). 

  And that brings us to this post’s confusing matter:  A person who cooks is called a “cook”, the present tense of the verb that he does.  A person who bakes is called a “baker.”  Confusing? But that’s not all.  A baker is the one who “bakes” the “cookies.” Should it not be a cooker who cooks a cookie?  Rather, he is not called a cooker, and a baker bakes a cookie.  It doesn’t follow my line of thinking, and I’m sure whoever devised the system got a lot of hate mail after it came out.   

  I would like to put a word in for all 2005 Waffle Friday participants, you rock. And also to all Bunco6 competetors, nice work.  

  Word is that there are people who participate in “bunco leagues” which is almost unfathomable.  It is a game where you roll dice to see who wins, and that is the entirety of the game.  There is no board, pieces, or any sort of creative addition to the game: it is just rolling dice.  I have liked playing the game the two times I have done so, but I would not be able to participate in a league that flies on the wings of luck so often.      

   Alrighty then, I have just given a terribly wordy and discursive post.  I certainly hope you didn’t waste your time reading it all.  But then again I do.  See, I’m rambling again! What an awful habit.  Perhaps I will try to ramble less in 2006.  How excellent that would be! I certainly admire the non-rambling sort of human. Crap! Sorry! I’m stopping!

  Have a wonderful adventure of thrills and faith in 2006! Farewell!

  “I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.  I can do everything through him who gives me strength.”  

  Phillipians 4:12-13

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