my sky is falling.

its {almost} my birthday!

17 minute countdown.

Not that I’m really counting or anything. As of the past few years I’ve been trying to care less about celebrating this oh so special day. It’s not that important—today I am 18 years and 364 days old, and the day after tomorrow I’ll be 18 years and 366 days old. What’s so great about the 365? And given the happiness equation, I feel like birthdays cause me to have extra expectations that, when not met, just leave me even more upset. So begone, expectations. Tomorrow will just be another normal day. I’ll wake up early. I’ll go to work. I’ll come home exhausted. I’ll microwave some dinner. I’ll watch BSG. I’ll sleep. And I’ll technically be another year older, but I won’t feel a thing. I’m okay with this. In fact, I embrace it. It’s my comfort zone, and I think I deserve to be comfy on my bday. 

Besides, this isn’t what I wanted to write (blog?) about anyways. Today I started reading CS Lewis’s “Mere Christianity” and it was pretty interesting, if not mind buzzling at points. At the time I read it, I wanted to write down my reaction, my thought process, just everything that was going through my mind. But right now I’m too tired to sum up that much mental energy again. So I guess that’ll have to wait for another time. I also wanted to write about PR’s message this past Sunday—how we all under God’s ultimate justice, and because of that deserve death for every sin we do (see Ananias in Acts 5). When we sin, but still live, that is only by the grace and mercy of God. This isn’t meant to instill absolute fear in us, but to give us comfort in the Lord’s power (see verses 12-16). 

We are never the recipient of injustice from God; only justice, and then mercy. If He shows mercy to one, He is under no obligation to show mercy equally to all.

I feel like there was so much more from this sermon that I wanted to remember. Note to self: bring notepad next time. 

It’s probably a little bad that I’m keeping facebook open and my phone on and my steam account signed in, anticipating happiness when the clock hits midnight. So much for lowering expectations.

Ya know, it’s weird. When I decided to sign in today I was so excited to write something here, but now that I’m here, I don’t know what to say anymore. This is a very unorganized post. But oh well.

5 minutes to go.