random haikus

Beat up the pavement
I'm not the terminator
But I will be back.

Working can be fun
But vacation is funner
Funner ain't a real word.


...and from a guest author:

The sun is out bright
I'd rather have it snowing
I need my flip-flops.

i thought it was just me

I have a habit of talking to myself. Various reasons. Let's not get into the details. The thing I've noticed myself doing recently is actually asking myself questions...almost in a "give myself a good talkin' to" kind of way. The most common question I pose to myself these days is "Don't you remember that you believe in Providence?"

I'd like to take this as a sign of maturity. You know, in that "I already know the truth in my head , but some days I still fight with my heart to believe it and my feet to walk in it...so I have these little talks with myself to save my BFFs from the chore, since I know what they're going to say" kind of way.

SIDEBAR: I want to say it's ironic that I actually find myself lecturing - strike that, counseling - others with this knowledge that I still sometimes struggle to implement in my own life consistently. But I'm sure this is a more a product of the human condition than me being uniquely plagued with some sort of internal disconnections between my head and my heart (and my feet).

BACK TO THE POINT: Turns out I'm not the only one. Phew! I have been sporadic in my reading of Stott as of late, but today's words were a nice bump for my assurance of sanity, at least on this front. If John Stott talks openly about talking to himself, surely it's ok for me to do the same.

John Stott Daily Thought, 15 December 2008
Growing and Continuing (cont’d.)

485. Living the new life
We need to learn to talk to ourselves, and ask ourselves questions: 'Don't you know? Don't you know the meaning of your conversion and baptism? Don't you know that you have been united to Christ in his death and resurrection? Don't you know that you have been enslaved to God and have committed yourself to his obedience? Don't you know these things? Don't you know who you are?' We must go on pressing ourselves with such questions, until we reply to ourselves: 'Yes, I *do* know who I am, a new person in Christ, and by the grace of God I shall live accordingly.'

On 28th May 1972 the Duke of Windsor, the uncrowned King Edward VIII, died in Paris. The same evening a television programme rehearsed the main events of his life. Extracts from earlier films were shown, in which he answered questions about his upbringing, brief reign and abdication. Recalling his boyhood as Prince of Wales, he said: 'My Father [King George V] was a strict disciplinarian. Sometimes when I had done something wrong, he would admonish me saying, "My dear boy, you must always remember who you are."' It is my conviction that our heavenly Father says the same to us every day: 'My dear child, you must always remember who are you.'

--From "The Message of Romans" (The Bible Speaks Today series: Leicester: IVP, 1994), p. 187.