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- Dream of the Red Chamber
- Time to Kill
- Scent of the Missing
On How God REALLY Hates Bullies?
Tuesday. 4.5.16 9:53 pm
I was rereading the bible recently, and I was taken with how much God seems to hate people who make fun of other people. I mean, WE do. There are plenty of people every year who commit suicide because some jerk decided to make someone else the butt of their joke. Still, everyone looks at these small time bullies as obstacles in the way of a typical childhood, speed bumps on the way to adulthood, not sinners on par with murders damned for hell (and that is in there, we're getting to it.) So, here I am sitting around at a two person bible study (long story) reciting the parts of the bible that I thought were the most harsh and the most strange when I realized there was kind of a theme, there. Take a look at this:
20 Noah, a man of the soil, proceeded[a] to plant a vineyard. 21 When he drank some of its wine, he became drunk and lay uncovered inside his tent. 22 Ham, the father of Canaan, saw his father naked and told his two brothers outside. 23 But Shem and Japheth took a garment and laid it across their shoulders; then they walked in backward and covered their father’s naked body. Their faces were turned the other way so that they would not see their father naked.
24 When Noah awoke from his wine and found out what his youngest son had done to him, 25 he said,
“Cursed be Canaan!
The lowest of slaves
will he be to his brothers.”
26 He also said,
“Praise be to the Lord, the God of Shem!
May Canaan be the slave of Shem.
27 May God extend Japheth’s[b] territory;
may Japheth live in the tents of Shem,
and may Canaan be the slave of Japheth.”
And so it was. The land of Canaan got it's veritable behind kicked at every corner for centuries, why? Because Ham laughed at Noah. Hold on, you may say, but Noah was the one who was drunk. Noah DESERVED to be made fun of! Why should Ham- wait sorry, his sons and his sons, sons suffer from his mistake? It gets better, take a look at this:
2 Kings 2:23-24
3 From there Elisha went up to Bethel. As he was walking along the road, some boys came out of the town and jeered at him. “Get out of here, baldy!” they said. “Get out of here, baldy!” 24 He turned around, looked at them and called down a curse on them in the name of the Lord. Then two bears came out of the woods and mauled forty-two of the boys.
Bears... eating 42 children. For you "Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy" readers out there, how's that for a question that bring poignant purpose to the life the universe and everything:
Q: How many children will God kill if they mock his disciples?
So, wait, wait, but those are just stories, right? It's just a bit of teasing, right?
21“You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, ‘You shall not murder,a and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.’ 22 But I tell you that anyone who is angry with a brother or sister will be subject to judgment. Again, anyone who says to a brother or sister, ‘Raca,’ is answerable to the court. And anyone who says, ‘You fool!’ will be in danger of the fire of hell.
Whoa! Whoa, wait a minute! Isn't that a bit harsh. That's who are you are going to find in hell? Hitler and people who say "You fool!"?
But let's go on.
"Blessed is the one
who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
or sit in the company of mockers,"
Proverbs 21:11 When the mocker is punished, the simple gains wisdom. When the wise is instructed, he receives knowledge.
Proverbs 24:9 The schemes of folly are sin. The mocker is detested by men.
Proverbs 22:10 Drive out the mocker, and strife will go out; yes, quarrels and insults will stop.
But wait, they're just kids! Can't you just teach them-
Proverbs 9:7 He who corrects a mocker invites insult. He who reproves a wicked man invites abuse.
Okay, ain't that the truth. Where were you when I was in Middle School? My point is, if you are really having a hard time with the bullies in your life, remember that God is with you. Not only is God with you, but he a barrel full of molten wrath waiting the pour all over the heads of those spiteful little wretches. So, offer them up to God. He's got plenty of bears.
I Miss Korea
Sunday. 8.30.15 9:50 pm
It was night, after work, and I was feeling a whole new kind of terrible. Stomach ailments had never really been a thing for me back when I was a kid, but now that I was in a foreign country, eating foreign food, everything I ate seemed to repeat. I wandered in, blanched and pale. I had been referred there by one of my coworkers, although I can’t remember which one. I asked them if they had anything for my stomach and the woman recommended her Ginger Root Yuk. I sat in the corner of their little shop and I ate it.
It was warm, it was fragrant, and as it dripped down my esophagus, it was like a salve, seeping into some wound deep inside of me. When I had finished with it, the people at the restaurant insisted that I not pay. I can’t quite think why, I know I had the money, but I think they were determined to take care of me. I went there a lot after that. I miss Korea.
Monday. 5.18.15 1:14 am
I am reading a great book called "The Buried Giant". It is another book out by Kazuo Ishiguro, the man who wrote "Never Let Me Go". In this story, like in Never Let Me Go, he explores this idea: If you were to prove that you loved someone, if your life or your time together depended on it, how would you go about proving it. To this end, he follows an elderly couple, a couple who, by a trick of magic or fate, have lost all their memories of their time together, however, it is through their fondest memories that they are supposed to determine wether or not they are in love.
It is so beautiful it makes me tear up listening to it. It is beautiful, because even without their memories, you can tell that they love each other, or tell at least that the man Axel adores his "princess" Beatrice. He worries after her aches and pains, worries that he doesn't make her angry or upset, not because he is afraid of her, because I have dated men like this, but because she is so precious to him that he cannot bear the thought of her being in pain.
Then, I went on a date.
Is it... something that takes time, feeling that way? Or should you feel it? Is it wrong to say "yes" to date two without it? Do I love? Or am I just afraid of being alone? I am the second, but am I just? Oh, heavy head, I am heading to rest now. Maybe it'll all be much clearer in the morning.
Tuesday. 5.5.15 10:36 pm
Wednesday. 2.4.15 11:50 pm
So, I'm getting rid of a lot of my stuff. Funnily, I hadn't realized that my last post was about pretty much the same thing! Tiny house here I come ;)
When you decide to get rid of most of the stuff you have in order to move into a smaller space permanently, you learn a lot of things about yourself. Some of the things I've learned include:
- I have (had?) waaaay too much stuff
- Free isn't free.
- Creating a thing is sometimes the purpose of it
- I love to paint and draw (and am, surprisingly, not too bad at it!)
- I want to write more letters to people
- Gift cards are amazing
I also learned something about stuff and about people that I never realized before. Being wasteful is as much about taking on too much as it is about not making time or room for something. If you have one hundred pencils, you won't miss one, but you won't take care of it either. If you have a hundred acquaintances that you have to invite to every thing and address equally in everything, you won't miss them like you should and you won't take care of them either.
You see, I've always had this feeling with people that if you're going to let someone in, you have to let everyone in. I never wanted to be cliquey or close-minded. I wanted to make everyone I knew, everyone I met feel accepted and wanted. I still feel that way, for the most part. But as I go through my things, I'm kind of facing something that I never realized I bought into. That is, I don't have to feel guilty about not being the perfect match for everybody. I shouldn't feel guilty about having limits on what I take and what I put up with, and most of all, I can't let people I don't even like take up time and energy in my life. Because, if I let them do that, I can't really have the energy for the people I do care about.
Is that hokey? It sounds hokey, but it's kind of true. I don't even know how to do it, really. I guess it's just a matter of not taking on what I can't carry.
Reasons I Would Want a Tiny Home
Friday. 1.2.15 11:10 pm
1.) I've always dreamed of building a custom home. (I mean really. I was drawing floor plans when I was like... six.)
2.) I've always wanted land.
3.) All that is freaking expensive.
EXCEPT! If you miniaturize everything, it starts to become affordable!
But that's... like forever off.
:( Freaking rental market.
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