I am a Coward

Recently I was sitting at a computer with a friend watching a soccer video, and Pele impressed my friend to the point that he felt the needed to use the saviors name in vain. Now as soon as my friend said this I had the instant urge to rebuke this act, but I didn’t. I don’t know why but I didn’t. I just sat there and kept watching. I knew what to say and to keep him accountable but I didn’t. This was an act of cowardice that I cannot forgive myself for. What is worse is that I had just been discussing theology with another friend and teacher. This teacher was still in the room and since he was busy made a comment that I grasped but my friend did not. I am ashamed for not saying something myself and just hoping it would go unnoticed. Even if no one had noticed God would have. This lack of action has given me shame towards myself and makes me feel shameful at seeing this teacher knowing that he probably thinks less of me now due to my weakness. This may be God’s way of showing me minor consequences for my actions but they do not feel minor. Besides failing as a friend and a servant of the Lord I have lost much respect I am sure in the eyes of this teacher. If this teacher is reading this entry I extend my deepest apologies for failing so miserably, and at a time when the Lord was fresh on my mind, this will not happen again. I will no longer allow such incidences to occur without rebuking the one that is at fault. A newer stronger Hayden has just been made for the service of the Lord.

Why?

This year there have been many things remembered, many of which do not deserve the remembrance they have been given. At the forefront of my mind is the memorial for those that died in the nuclear bombs dropped on Japan during World War Two. This was a war, wars have a victim, that’s just the way wars are, there is no way for everyone to win and be happy with no deaths on either side. Yet for some reason or other the bleeding hearts that are ever so politically correct have decided that there should not be a loser. Instead there should be simply victims. Innocent victims of war that deserve remembrance in a fond loving manner befitting the heroes of our own country lost during the war. These men are also victims but since we won they are not nearly as important, since they were successful they shall be remembered but no one shall cry out in outrage over their deaths. The Japanese did not deserve such a punishment they say, it was too much. The Japanese deserve compensation, even though we already helped all of the axis powers rebuild. Voices shall ring in outrage at the deaths of the japans but not over the deaths of heroes.
Another example of making everyone a winner is the way that we rewarded the Indians for losing here in America. I call them Indians not Native Americans because I am also a native of America and they get to keep their original title (you can’t change your name after 100 years). So any way the Indians raped, pillaged, and murdered many innocent settlers, true the settlers encroached on their migratory lands but if you cant defend it then it is not yours. So the Indians and the Americans go to war. The Indians being primitive savages lose because of their lack of technology. Short and simple the Americans win. Now we graciously give the losers their own tiny counties. Why? We won it is ours, tough luck war is hell. Now these Indians have goldmines while the rest of us suffer through our taxable every day lives. We are tax paying citizens that never started a war and we suffer more.
Basically bleeding hearts need to stop influencing the county.

In Memory

We Will Never Forget. 9/11/01

Something inflammatory this way comes

It is time for a rant about the almighty fallacy which is the misinterpreting of the Bible to make it seem more in line with our own human nature. If you know me you know my view, the Bible is infallible period end of discussion. However the fact that it is infallible annoys some people because they feel that their God wouldn’t do this or that. There is something that must be said before I continue, I in no way hold a grudge against anyone for their beliefs as different and varied as they may be; agnostics, objectivists, atheists, and Muslims no grudges or hate towards these parties coming from myself. However as I say I do not dislike these parties it is necessary for the consistency of my own being that I say, in no fancy or passive aggressive manner that these individuals as great as they may be in this world are not saved. I have spent fore time than I would care to count trying to find a loophole for such individuals simply because I have friends from many of these categories and as such would not like to see them damned, however no such loophole exists any place in the Bible that I can find. I am aware of the fact that some say that man is incapable of truly interpreting all of the Bible correctly but this is yet another attempt put forward by those unwilling to take a stand to ease their human nature. If any part of what I have said seems unfair or incorrect check some of my older articles and discussions linked to them, these are hard theological facts that I have come to grips with. If anything has not been addressed I deeply hope that the reader will leave a comment for me.

The Wonder That Is A Sunset

This is a bit of a belated article but the facts within remain true. A sunset has been called many things, the muse of countless poets and a sailors tool for predicting the weather. Although everyone will always say that it is a pretty sunset if told look up, but few people take full advantage of these wonders. It is universally accepted that sunsets are wonderful and some take the time to stop each day and appreciate them. This a good practice just to give yourself a daily pick-me-up, but even better is the rare moment of catching one by chance. These two instances illustrate this theory perfectly; I was at the beach for my brothers birthday so at the end of the day every one stops to watch the sunset, this happens every time I go to the beach but by the end of the day you are expecting it and have built it up to the point where it is beautiful but somewhat diminished by your expectations. My second example is still my favorite sunset that I have ever experienced. One night as soccer practice ran late, as it always did, I happened to look up and there it was. Now by the end of this practice everyone was tired, it was not before a game day so it was more tiring than usual (we were worked harder). Everyone’s head was hanging from exhaustion but for a split second I looked up and there it was, all shades of pink and orange with the last rays of light bursting through the cold grey clouds. Maybe it was the timing or perhaps I was too tired to tell the difference but either way it was beautiful, an overused word, but the only one in my miniscule mind that can describe such a sunset without sounding corny or gaudy. In closing how can any man see a sunset and not see evidence of a creator.

life is a funny thing

Step back, just for a second or for an hour. Just take the time to look around you outside of your normal viewpoint. The world looks different from a third person perspective. A girl at my school showed me this a few weeks ago and I thought it was amazing. Everything that people do looks ridiculous from a different viewpoint. There are the girls in the circle of the court yard gossiping and trying out a new member for their “click”. The new girl is obviously miserable and uncomfortable, but apparently being part of this circle is worth it. Then there are the cool guys on a corner, another boy (probably the nicest one in the school) tries to talk to them, and they pretend to listen and then ignore him and force him out of the circle. The boy leaves and finds a different group of nicer people to hang out with, boys and girls alike are hear, they have decided that happiness is better than popularity and they all stand together laughing. The girl in her new circle is still miserable but popular. The truth is that high school and even the world are funny places. The nicer people are better to be around but apparently being nice isn’t cool so they are not popular, but there are actually as many of them as the supposed popular kids. What does this tell me? Viewpoint is everything. The nice ones are the ones that I would call popular because they are the ones that I could talk to and not feel like screaming at. The next time you feel awkward take a step back and you wont. Being cool is in our head anyway, but the nice people are truly cool. Oh and if anyone from my school reads this know that at lunch if you see me alone it is because I am a lonely outcast, it is because I enjoy watching dumb people create their own misery when they would be welcome 20 feet away.

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