So here we are, me having long periods of time to think and plenty of time to muse about whatever. Here goes.
-It's become increasingly true that my relationship with God is getting a serious overhaul. As I surrender more to God, He is faithful to provide. I'm ashamed to say that my day to days for a long time were not marked with any real need for a relationship. To be honest, my lone wolf tendencies have and I assume will still be something to fight when I talk with God. However, recently, I've resolved to make the fight for life itself be revolved more around coming to my Savior like a child wanting to find a true father than a wayward son to an estranged patron.
-People are so important. They allow me to have time to verbalize what ails me. Because so often when I speak with God, my words are silent and I feel like that takes away from how you deal with problems. The difficulty is that it's much harder to see the blessings in your struggles when you are given no perspective but your own. It is in these sorts of things that I have especially seen God uses people, sinful wretches just like me, to His glory.
-The very aspect of language has begun to intrigue me more and more. Perhaps it's been the veritable torture everyone assumes I've put on myself through the years of Greek and Latin, but to be honest, it's those sorts of things that truly teach me. My interest started out just wanting to know more about a period of time that fascinates me, why did such great cultures begin their rise and hit the height of their time right as Christ was about to be born? It's like the world was anticipating something wonderful about to happen. Like the excitement of a child on Christmas morning right before the presents are opened, the universe itself was gearing itself up to house it's own maker. Astonishing.
