I didn’t feel the gospel was presented very clearly. It was basically a chart, but what do you expect nowadays?
I did see that the Chiefs will be justified by works, if at all.
Monday, December 20, 2010
NFL gospel plan
I saw this gospel plan lead in on nfl.com yesterday.
I didn’t feel the gospel was presented very clearly. It was basically a chart, but what do you expect nowadays?
I did see that the Chiefs will be justified by works, if at all.
I didn’t feel the gospel was presented very clearly. It was basically a chart, but what do you expect nowadays?
I did see that the Chiefs will be justified by works, if at all.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Happy December!
Hard to believe we're round to December again. Everybody talks about how fast time flies, but I have to chip in my affirmation.
Evadel is now one year old. She will not stop walking until she falls on the floor on her back with her arms outstretched.
I know all parents probably think their child is a genius. Theory: We have such low expectations of our little poop machines that when they start doing something uniquely human, we exclaim, "Omigosh, she's brilliant!" Granted, it is fun to see rudimentary cognition and refining motor skills, but I'm trying to change my perspective. I think I should expect geniusly human behavior in order to encourage her blossoming humanity, and I should delight in her progress. (Don't get me wrong; human babies are always human babies. I'm talking about features that make us unique from other species.) But I should not try to make Evadel be a Bible quiz bowl maven just to relive my glory days.
December brings me to four classes left in my Master's. Medication has helped me catch up at work to the point that I see a more human existence approaching on the horizon. Between school and work, I have precious little free time, so I savor the moments away from the busyness. But I'm very excited about the beginning of next summer when I will graduate and be totally caught up at work. It's going to be such a foreign experience to live a motivated life without terapascals of pressure.
I have a hunch that without all the craziness, daily/weekly observation of time will slow, and I may enjoy life more. It goes without saying that the pace of a monthly/annual/decadal observation of time seems to continue increasing with age.
Evadel is now one year old. She will not stop walking until she falls on the floor on her back with her arms outstretched.
I know all parents probably think their child is a genius. Theory: We have such low expectations of our little poop machines that when they start doing something uniquely human, we exclaim, "Omigosh, she's brilliant!" Granted, it is fun to see rudimentary cognition and refining motor skills, but I'm trying to change my perspective. I think I should expect geniusly human behavior in order to encourage her blossoming humanity, and I should delight in her progress. (Don't get me wrong; human babies are always human babies. I'm talking about features that make us unique from other species.) But I should not try to make Evadel be a Bible quiz bowl maven just to relive my glory days.
December brings me to four classes left in my Master's. Medication has helped me catch up at work to the point that I see a more human existence approaching on the horizon. Between school and work, I have precious little free time, so I savor the moments away from the busyness. But I'm very excited about the beginning of next summer when I will graduate and be totally caught up at work. It's going to be such a foreign experience to live a motivated life without terapascals of pressure.
I have a hunch that without all the craziness, daily/weekly observation of time will slow, and I may enjoy life more. It goes without saying that the pace of a monthly/annual/decadal observation of time seems to continue increasing with age.
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