I've thought of several things which came to me, whilst my journal and pen were on my lap.
Most are not new, but just strands of thought that I'm throwing my belief behind.
First, I firmly believe men need ruling, although some might attempt to refine this with another word called "governance". Otherwise, we would slacken and become unruly, disorganized and non-motile.
We often want people to leave us alone, but really, we do want companionship but we simply want free rein in living our lives, with no one to judge and rebuke our behaviour.
We are all compulsive sinners - hopeless addicts until we have been graced with mercy and redeemed with Jesus' saving power. We need external help, an infusion of strength to overcome our inherent love for wickedness.
If we are stuck chest-deep or chin-deep in quicksand, no amount of flailing will work. We need some strong hand to pull us out of the predicament we have gotten into.
Psalms 40:2
He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.
Everything we neglect will eventually leave our system. Knowledge, health, fitness, prayer.
We don't want others to succeed at where we fail. Verily I often experience this jealousy and bitterness when I have been outperformed.
Right now, at the phase of my life where choosing an occupation is becoming more pressed, I think that I want to work in a field that invests in people. After all, that is what God did, where Christ found it worth laying down His life in the hope of redeeming humans.
To upkeep my literacy, I will journal fervently and then translate it into pixels here.
Who do I write to impress, I now wonder.
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