it's kind of like when you bring home a report card with an "F" on it, or when you're caught stealing a superman figurine from wal-mart. you find no other way than to suck up to your parents. because you know that sucking up is a sure-fire way to keep your stock up in mom and dad's book. you may color mom a picture, or help dad with the truck - but it's never enough, is it?
what sucks about this whole thing is that it's like this with God. only deeper, and on a larger scale. we find ourselves screwing up, only to find redemption in the places where there is none. the next thing you know we have bible verses that we don't even know the meaning to posted on our myspace, and our ipod screams the current christian rock hit. and for some reason we find comfort in this because it's a guaranteed way to let everyone around you know that you're changed. yet, for some forsaken reason, we're still left feeling like the same cheat before we took the low road.
it's strange to me just how much of our faith lies in the opinions of other people.
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come on dude. pick up the blogging or I am taking you off my link. styotch.
you stole superman figures from wal-mart? c'mon, I stole candy from a video store and im pretty sure my rear is still red from my dads beating.
reading this does a man good...
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