Reflections of Purpose: What Do You Really Want for Christmas?

Monday, November 28, 2011

What Do You Really Want for Christmas?

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Things I Bet You Don't Know About Me

I'm really afraid of balloons - can't stand them, they make my hands sweat and my heart race. I just don't like the loud "POP" that happens when some drooling child gets a hold of one and gnaws on it until the latex is so weak it finally gives. Then they cry because it was loud... a minute later they've got another one and are doing the same thing. I don't get those kids - JUST SAY NO! Balloons are yicky!!!

I love being outdoors in settings where every molecule around you just screams "CREATOR" - there's no substitute for experiencing something so much more beautiful and magnificent and complex than you could ever imagine!

I really don't like cats - all I can say if there is a cat around - don't play in the sandbox and go around that new, mysterious pile of dirt.

I wouldn't trade my childhood or my parents for all the buttered popcorn in the world.

I call my whole family with the post-fix "fart". If you can believe it, the word has actually become a term of endearment used quite often by our whole family.

I love animals (except cats and skunks). I think animals are one of God's best gifts to mankind (especially dogs).

Although I don't believe that Aunt Gerturde was reincarnated as an earwig, I don't like killing anything - including bugs (which, incidentally, are also yicky). If I can usher it out (or have Mike usher it out) I'd rather do that than kill it - after all, just because you're ugly and small and nobody likes you doesn't mean you don't have feelings. But I'm not a vegetarian (God gave me canines for something) and I believe that if you eat what you kill, or it poses a danger or threat, it's fair game for the elephant gun.

I believe there's only one way to heaven and His name is Jesus. I'm not saying that I don't think people have the right to believe what they want to - if you want to believe that aliens will beam you to the mothership after you die, then that's your right and I respect that (well, maybe not the mothership part)... BUT... what if the Bible is really true? If you died today and stood before God and He asked you, "Why should I let you in?" Would you say, "Well, I've really tried to be a good person..." - according to the Bible - that's not nearly enough. We need to know and accept Jesus as Lord of our lives. Just some food for thought!

I snore when I travel to high elevations (or so I've been told, I've never been awake to actually confirm this statement).

I turn into a kid again when I'm around my sisters - there's just something so natural about buggin' someone until they start to whine and complain and call for their mom...

I want to try this new thing I just heard about: chipmonk fishing. You tie a peanut to the end of a fishing line, then cast it out (of course, there has to be at least one chipmonk around for this to be effective). Once one picks it up, you start reeling it in... and the fight is on! "It's mine - it's mine - give it back! Give it to meeeeeeeee!"

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