Hope is a funny thing. Mine should have been worn pretty hard by recent events. It should, by all means, have ground down to metaphorical metal-on-metal squeaky and insufficient braking. But I feel stable as I have in the last two and a half months. I want to blame a host of things on this, but I'd be remiss leaving out my faith in Christ. >>I'm not a Jesus Freak or going to ramble on all that often on the subject of my faith. But, since this is my introduction to the LJ crowd, you get a brief dose.<< My understanding the reason for and scope of life, and the nature of the universe comes through my understanding of Christ and God. Yes, I distinguish between them. It's only reasonable to assume a Father and a Son are two different beings. So there it is, in a nutshell. Also, that's the end of what I'm going to say on faith today.
I will be waxing political, poetic, angry, sad, blissful, emo, musical, nonsensical, politically incorrect, and a lot more in the coming postings. Don't worry, I'll probably offend you at some point soon. And if I don't, let me know so I don't exclude you. That would be culturally undiverse of me.
~Your Pober Soet, Jeremy