remember your God

"Remember your God." Remember your God! Your God is with you.

"1God is our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.
2Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way,
though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea,
3though its waters roar and foam,
though the mountains tremble at its swelling." Ps. 46:1-3

He is enough.

well, in today's economy...

I like the way certain phrases are used in conversation.

The phrase, "Well, in today's economy..." can now be inserted anywhere in a conversation.

"I thought about changing career fields...but, in today's economy..." And then the sentence is ended. It can perhaps be followed up by a sarcastic laugh, or a mutual "Ha ha, yeah!" The rest is understood--no need to explain oneself, of course. The phrase is a catch-all.

A man has a conversation with the grocery store cashier:
"Hello!"
"Hello, sir, how are you today?"
"I'm fine. Could be better. I thought about changing my underwear today..."
--a slight, akward pause--
But then, a smirk of confidence from unspoken agreement crosses the man's face.
"BUT, in today's economy..."
and then--a mutually understood wink, followed by laughter and friendship.

This (and other phrases, they change over time) are codes for our society: if you want in, you use the current phrase.

A few months ago, when gas prices were really high, the general consensus was that the established code-phrase was "Yeah, but with today's gas prices!"

I thought about using it to my advantage.
Imagine the folowing scenario.

I walk into a bar and approach an attractive girl, who is obviously too good for me, and say:
"Hey!"
"Hi."
And then, I abruptly and loudly blurt out"But with today's gas prices, you just about have to go out with me!"(overly-extended, playful wink)"right?"
"Ha ha. You're kind of cute."

Of course, ethically speaking, this would never work. It is morally wrong to use the powerful phrase to influence ladies into datation of me.

Nevertheless, in conclusion to this tract, society's phrase is a powerful ally. Wield it well, young padawan.

"A Little Faith"

I'm sorry to keep posting things that other people wrote in stead of something that I wrote. I mainly post these things for myself. But enjoy!

"It is not the quantity of your faith that shall save you. A drop of water is as much water as the whole ocean. In the same way a little faith is as much faith as the greatest. A child eight days old is as much man as one of sixty years. A spark of fire is as much fire as a great flame. A sickly man is as much living as a healthy man.
So it is not the measure of your faith that saves you — it is the blood that it grips to that saves you. The weak hand of a child that puts a spoon to his mouth will feed himself just as well as the strong arm of a man, because it is not the hand that nourishes them, it is the meat that nourishes him.
So if you can grip Christ ever so weakly, he will not let you perish. The weakest hands take a gift as well as the strongest. Now, Christ is this gift, and weak faith may grip him as well as strong faith, and Christ is as truly yours when you have weak faith, as when you have come to those triumphant joys through the strength of faith." --Welsh

From http://biblestudyplanet.com/livingwaters/?p=809

J. Temp. quote

"A problem that occurs in your life may simply be a question that life asks you. However, anxiety can make solutions seem elusive, and pessimism can be a block to embracing the part of ourselves that already knows the answers. Your positive outlook can open doors to opportunity that fear might otherwise tightly lock." --Sir John Templeton

I think God wants us to be optismistic, to see the good in things.

I don't even know who this J. Temp. guy is, but he sounds right in what he says here.

"Nevertheless, I am still with you;
you hold my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel,
and afterward you will receive me to glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."
Ps. 73:23-26

Crackers?

Well, I've recently found that Ritz crackers are very delicious and even addicting. I found this article online and thought it was interesting. Check it out.

Who Stole the Cracker from the Cracker Jar?
By Andy Dale
If you’re like most Americans, you probably find Ritz® brand crackers to be delicious--maybe even a little addictive. In fact, according to a recent survey, three out of four Americans find they can’t stop eating them. “It’s like I’m eating cookies. I find myself eating a whole bag at a time, and I can’t stop,” said Eddie Young, one participant.
But new research is showing that eating snack foods in excess can have adverse effects. A study by the University of Chamberlain in Holstead, New Mexico shows that eating too many high-fat foods can cause health problems, and can even cause weight gain.
“We’re finding that there is a directly proportional relationship between the amount of food that [a person] eats and the amount of weight that is gained by that person,” says Cindi McKabers, department chair of the university’s College of Health Sciences. In the study, half of the participants were asked to eat lot of food, while the other half didn’t eat as much. After only one month, according to McKabers, the former group had gained (on average) more weight than the latter group. “We’re not exactly sure of the cause of this relationship, but one theory is that Ritz crackers are addictive.”
But apparently, this isn’t news to everyone. “We’ve known this for a long time,” says Randy Bravis, lead Nutritional Physicist for the US Department of Health. Bravis comments on the issue, “No, we’ve all found Ritz crackers to be addictive and delicious, and that eating too many of them can cause weight gain. We don’t see a change in this trend anywhere in the foreseeable future, either.” <

The day my mirth stood still.

This is a continuation of “Tales of the Western Flyer“ below)

“NO,” I told myself out loud. And then to the other students passing by I said, “I will not sleep until I find him, and I also swear not to eat until he is found!” They did not understand, but I paid no mind to them. I was quickened; I roused my innards and girded my intellect. Then I thought, “Well, at least for three hours I will not sleep. And I will not eat for one hour--not until he is found!”
I stirred up my comrades--the men of Gott Hall 1st floor--and we quickly began our important search.
Speeding around in desperate scans of the campus bike racks, we presently had no success in our search. Seven o’clock turned to eight o’clock, eight o‘clock into eight-fifteen, and eight-fifteen into seven seconds past eight-fifteen. If the bike was to be found, it was certainly not this way. Instadicatively, (a new word which I would soon gain the credit for coining) I was overdue for a meal, and I needed meat-energy to keep my wits about me.
I called campus security. This attempt was unfruitful for their incompetence. The conversation went thus:
“SBU security, how can I help you--”
“Where is my bike!” I demanded.
A pause…
“Well, is your bike missing, or--”
“You fool! We’ve no time for this. If I’m calling about my missing bike, why would you ask if it’s missing?”
“Well, are--”
“Never mind that now. Listen, chap: it’s name is the Western Flyer, but it will also respond to its initials, WTF, it is approximately 1.2 meters in height, 22 kilograms in mass, it has rugged action, and,”
“Listen, are you an SBU student?”
Obviously I was getting nowhere. Angrily, I hung up the phone, not before saying, “You ineffectual kittiwake! Mark Grabowski shall hear of this!”
I returned to the dorm, tired and frustrated, and said to the new office worker, whom I had not met before, “Woe upon woe has befallen me!” And I laid my head upon her shoulder and began to cry.