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I was born in the city of Ogden, Utah, on the thirteenth day of August, circa 1985 A.D. I think. I can't really seem to remember much of what was going on at the time.I enjoy reading, but hardly ever do. I also enjoy writing, but that doesn't happen very often, and when it does, I never finish anything I start. I'm a coffee nut (I'd drink cow urine if it tasted like mocha), for two reasons: One, because I enjoy the taste of coffee with lots of sweet in it--I loathe black coffee; and two, because I feel mature, intellectual, and just generally cooler doing it. My drinking of coffee has nothing at all to do with the caffeine. Over the years, I've come to realize the fact that caffeine, at least in normal doses, has little effect on me. Pizza is the greatest pseudo-ethnic food ever. Soccer is one of the coolest sports to be stolen from any country in the world. Music is also wonderful; I don't know what I would do with myself half the time if I didn't have good music to listen to.I like to be spontaneous, depending on my mood and what it is I'm being spontaneous about. To be more precise, I suppose I should say I like the spirit of spontanaity. For example, I don't really see myself ever spontaneously reaching out and slapping someone I see walking down the street, just for the sake of being spontaneous (however much fun it might be). However, if someone were to say, "Hey, I feel like going dancing tonight," I would say, "Awesome, let's go. I'll start up the Batmobile."I'm currently a junior at the University of Idaho. I'm double-majoring, in both English (creative writing) and Theatre (performance). So, basically, I don't plan on *ever* making any money in my lifetime. But I'll be doing what I enjoy, which I believe is more important. Now, whether or not I'll actually be doing either of those things for the rest of my life is still up in the air--obviously. But more to the point, I don't know if I *should* pursue these things ... What does God have for me? Will I even be living in His will at that time?On that note, you'll notice below that I've marked myself off as a Christian in my religion box. That's because I've always believed that I *was* a Christian. At current, I'm not so sure anymore. I'm going through a struggle of belief, and it's to the point where I'm not sure of anything. Now, please don't take this the wrong way. This doesn't have too much to do with logical, rational doubt of Christianity, although I do have concerns; instead, much of my uncertainty is probably born out of the way I feel. And all of this began with my rebellion: I wanted my own way, and so I went, and I've been going on like that since I moved to Moscow in 2004. What is happening here within me is a lack of desire to submit control of my life, and a willing ignorance and laziness, spiritually and intellectually, on my part. So, you say, why do I label myself as a Christian in the little religion box? Because from what I understand of the Biblical text, and the words of other people, the question is not "Am I still saved (a true Christian, a follower of Jesus Christ)?" Rather, it is a question of "Was I ever saved to begin with?" And when I ask myself that question (as I have several times), I recall both my father's word that I prayed for salvation when I was around four, and a certain instance during high school, when I distinctly declared my faith in the Gospel message (the death of Christ as payment for my sins, and his subsequent resurrection from the dead as victory over death and sin) in a prayer to God, asking Him also for forgiveness of my sins and the salvation of my soul. I remember those things, and remember passages from the Bible such as, "He who calls upon the name of the Lord will be saved," and John 3:16, "For God so loved the world that he gave is one and only Son, that whoever would believe in him will never perish, but have eternal life." So, according to the Bible, if I was genuine and sincere in my asking, I received, and am now saved. So, in short, I label myself as a Christian due to the high likelihood that I am, in fact, a true Christian, a child of God. That, and because I do not proclaim anything else--never have I declared, whether to myself or anyone else, "The Bible isn't true, and the Gospel is a lie." I never will, I think. I don't ever want to. Still, as I've said, I have a lot of doubt, and a hard heart. Such is the issue that continues to be often in my thoughts.I've written enough here, and I'm sure you're tired of reading it all. So here is where I will end.Have a wonderful day, and take some time to think about why you're here, what the point of life really is, and whether or not there truly is Someone there who wants to show you the truth.(I'm such a lying hypocrite . . . >_<)