Our Deepest Fear

I really want to write in this blog more often. I want to have things to say that will amuse people and make people think (if there are actually people who read this), but I've been plagued so long with belief that the things I do aren't interesting, so it's hard to post unless I come up with something I think is really good.

I also think that I'm scared people won't like what I write. If I never put my writing out, it can never be criticized, which could save me a lot of pain. But it also means I'll never grow in my writing, which could cause me a lot of pain in the long run.

We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,
gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world...

And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously
give other people permission to do the same.

There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.

Real Men of Jesus

As a part of my sarcastic tribute to the people who believe the same things I do, here's a little video I created. It will hopefully be the first of many.

Mr. Over-Emotional Worship Leader

*Update*
The other Real Men of Jesus videos are also on Youtube, waiting for your comments.
Mr. Ultimate Ultimate Frisbee Guy
Mr. Really Really Really Long Prayer

It's the thought that counts.

I have big plans for this blog. Big plans I'll probably never follow through with, but "it's the thought that counts," right? That's what they tell me at least.

I disagree. I tend to disagree a lot, unfortunately. That's part of my problem, or actually, my problems. It's with that disagreeing attitude that I approach this blog. This will hopefully be a place where I do more than vent my complaints or share who I talked to today (Never look back at an old blog if you value your pride at all).

Back to the thought counting. I'm not sure what ever made us think that thoughts counted. They're nice, sure, but counting? I don't recall reading "faith without good thoughts is dead" anywhere. There was something about works in a passage similar to that though. It's dead without the works.

If anyone read this blog, I might get a lot of comments about how works don't earn you salvation. I realize that. I don't deny that. I'd be hopeless if it were true because I'm really not that great in the works department.

The question I'm left with though is how is it that it's the thought that counts when faith without works is dead? Is the road to hell paved with a lot of thoughts that count?

This will hopefully be one of the most serious posts I have. I'd prefer to make this blog lighthearted and sarcastic, but who knows where it'll lead me.