The phone rang. Beverly glanced at the number. Daniel. She answered the phone. "Hey, what's up?"
"Hey Bev. I got a week off and a great idea. Wanna go down to Baja?"
"Sure. I got some vacation time I can take. Let's do it!"
Daniel explained, "The whales are down there having their babies. We can grab a boat and go see them. And I know a place where we can get some awesome margaritas."

Are you suffering from the way someone has treated you, now or in the past? Do you keep repeating the same story to others about how someone has done you wrong? Do you keep going over a scenario over and over again in your head? I used to do this more, but now I remind myself of all Christ forgave me of. Then I realize that I need to forgive the person who is bugging me.

We are given reasons why we need to forgive. One is it gives the devil a chance to have a go at us.

Yes, the earth is flat. Yes, we have all been lied to. The globe is a lie. Heliocentrism is a lie. Space travel is a lie. The implications are enormous.

Why would they lie about this? How could this lie be carried on over generations? Why would anyone be so evil to purposely deceive us?

Like it or not, the answers to all these questions are in the Bible. But the Bible also contains the answers to a more important question: now that I know someone created this place, what must I do to be saved? What is there to be saved from?

Do what you like as long as you don't hurt anyone else: it's the motto of libertarianism, and it's the motto of the church of satan. But is it a good way to live? Living by it would eliminate a lot of pretty nasty behavior...murder, rape, theft, so in that sense, it seems like a good idea. What proponents of this philosophy fail to factor in is, "Do my actions hurt the God who created me?"

A few days ago, I asked people what they thought it meant to be human, and I got some great answers. People said to be human is to have purpose, to be responsible, to have empathy, that we are created in God's image, that we can be fragile while being strong...and that the question needed a book to answer :)

I am told that having your child die is one of the worst pains you can experience in this life. It goes against the usual order. Children should not die before their parents. They have only just begun to live. How much they miss out on! Who would that child have grown up to be? Would he or she have done something great for the world? Cured cancer? Been an artist creating beauty for all to experience? An inventor making life easier for all?

I mentioned this on facebook when it happened, but was realizing that I never wrote out what happened to me in a coherent fashion. So here it is...