Why we want to get married

My roommates and I had this quick conversation today.


Riss: I'm ready to get married so I can have a lab.

Ashley: I'm ready to get married so I can have a blender.

Me: I'm ready to get married so I can have a baby.

Lordship Salvation

I'm writing a paper for Systematic Theology on the Lordship Salvation debate. I had never looked into this before, but my professor briefly mentioned it in class one day. Then I was talking to Dad about what I should write my paper on, and he actually mentioned the Lordship debate. I have no idea what even made him think of that!! So it has been fun to go back and forth with him on this subject. I am finding more sources that defend Lordship salvation (John MacArthur, Gentry, Horton, and many others) than those that oppose it (Charles Ryrie and Zane Hodges). Basically, those who defend Lordship salvation say that in order to be a Christian, one must not only believe in Jesus as Savior, but he must also confess Him as Lord. Some people confuse this and say that we must make Him Lord of our lives. We cannot make Him Lord, as He already is Lord, and God made Him Lord. But we do need to confess Him as Lord and recognize that authority in our lives. Those who oppose Lordship salvation say that one only has to believe in Christ as Savior, but the word LORD does not mean "authority." My response to this: even the demons believe...and shudder! Romans 10:9-10 says we must confess Him as Lord and believe that God raised Him from the dead and we will be saved. I know the differences in this debate rest on the definition of "Lord", but if someone is not willing to confess Jesus as Lord and recognize that authority in his life, how can he truly be saved? The more I study throughout my life, the more I realize that I don't know or understand...it's still fun to study though. The crazy thing about this debate is that John MacArthur said that whoever is teaching the wrong thing is sending people to hell since whichever way people believe affects how they evangelize. Scary.

Broken

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
And I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain is the healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm hangin' on to the words you say
You said that I will, will be ok

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, having forgot my way home

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name, I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')
I'm barely holdin' on to you
I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm barely holdin' on to you

People do weird things

Yesterday some men were mowing and fixing up the neighbors yard...he had some bushes that REALLY needed help. so i happened to look out my back door a little bit ago just in time to see a guy dumping a whole wheelbarrow full of bushes right in the middle of my back yard! i opened the door and as he was walking back he saw me but just kept going. i was wondering if i should go say anything cuz what am i gonna do with all that in my yard?! well, then another guy started walking across my yard with another wheelbarrow, so i went out and we shared this conversation:

Me: "hey, what are you doing?!" *he got a goofy grin on his face (like "oops someone saw us!") and he pointed off in the distance and said "i'm taking this over there."
Me: "why did the other guy dump it in my yard?"
him: "i dunno"
me: "i dont want it in my yard"
him: "well you can tell him, but he doesn't speak english so i dont know"
me: "i can talk to him in spanish if i need to...but you can tell him to get it out of my yard right?..."

Well eventually it got straightened out and he came back with the wheelbarrow to take all the pieces of bushes that he dumped in my yard, and they took the rest of the loads...off somewhere...not sure where! anyway that was fun and exciting.