(I have a high possibility of negative comments for this post)
It's hard to be a Christian in this world.
Why?
1.) We base everything off the bible and get ridiculed for doing so.
2.) There are many "types" of Christians in the world today, and it's hard to know what's what.
Parents, high school students, and college students, have, in the past few years, developed a trait uniting them into one category of people. We have become addicts without realizing it, fearlessly spraying graffiti on each other's walls and shamelessly sending ridiculous or naughty gifts that cost a buck.
The syndrome is spreading. It is slowly killing off and suffocating various forms of art.
The science advisory board on the saying that the average person eats 4 spiders a year:
"Amazingly, I cannot find this one debunked in either the alt.folklore.urban or snopes urban legend archives. I know it's been debunked in the AFU newsgroup--I've been in on the debunking personally, but none of that comes up in a search on the AFU archive. So it's up to me to do what must be done.
The object of our desire always seems something out of our reach. We, as human beings, always seek what we can't have.
examples are unlimited:
you long for a ipod and soon after receiving it, you want more and because your desire of receiving it was fulfilled, your desire moves along to another seemingly unattainable object.
"Resistance to change and new ideas restricts potential improvement to our lives and hampers the chance to grow. Failure to accept new ideas and the points of view of others keeps us in our own little shell and inhibits our ability to see the different sides of beauty in life.
Often during winter nights, I like to walk the empty courts and streets of my neighborhood. I like to be alone, to gaze at the stars, and make my way under the streetlights. However, for the past few days, my thoughts have been invaded by this particular, young boy. He, I believe, is around eight, and, during the day, I see him often. No, I do not look for him. I just notice him.
I've learned the hard way that my passing complaints should be left unspoken. Now, before I whine, I bite my tongue and remember that so many people have it worse than me.
