What up, God?

Praying... Something people just don't get. They don't know how. A pastor says all these fancy words and you really have no clue how reciting out of a book or saying fancy words to God seems fun or even real. What if I told you that prayer, no.. actually talking to God is a lot of fun and easy. Don't know the lingo? No problem. God isn't stupid. He understands exactly what you say even if you don't know how to say it or you don't exactly word it right. The best part is that God wants to listen to you. He wants to hear you talk to Him. He won't tune you out like so many people do. You know, how when you love someone with all your heart you hang onto their every word? Maybe you've had someone who did the same with what you said. That's how God is. The creator of the UNIVERSE hangs on your every word and loves to hear you voice. If thats not mind-blowingly awesome/crazy I don't know what is. Even more just like when you haven't seen your love in a month He wants more than anything to at-the-very least talk to you. Pretty spiffy.

Where's a post it when I need one

I feel like lately I can't remember anything and the stuff I do remember is so pieced together I can barely recall any details about it. I wish I could just put a post-it note on my brain and check it so I can remember, say... my date next Friday or when the heck my parents' birthdays are. And I KNOW its not old age because its been this way for as long as I remember (pun intended). Anyway forgetting the previous joke (...) People keep telling me to write stuff down but by the time I find a pen and paper I completely forget what I was gonna write. Okay so say I finally do remember to write something down, I immediately lose the piece of paper or spill something all over it making it yet another waste of ink in my life (remember school?) Basically this blog is going to end up being one huge advertisement for the post-it brand. I mean there are just so many shapes and designs whoever invented that was a genius... Anyway back on track. I'm really glad God is there for me cuz if He wasn't I'd be talking about Jesus to someone one minute, the next I'd be like who's Jesus again? (okay so maybe not that dramatic but I'd never remember the verses I learned when I was five. Point made?) Also I'm really thankful there is a Bible. Can you imagine people back way in BP (before plumbing... or was it BC) they had to memorize the entire freeking thing!!! If I did that and tried to recite it back I'd be like "In the beginning Jesus wept because he was an only begotten son who got swallowed by a giant fish thingy (not whale). Oh yeah he was a wee little man and he got spewed out of God's mouth and He had some disciples dudes who's heads sponateously combusted (don't try this at home) and moses parted the waters so they all could cross the sea of Gallilee so they could go hang out in the desert of where it rained bread and they had drinking fountains made of rock. The end. Which just goes to show how glad I am that we can actually have the Bible to reference God's word. So in the end buy lots of post-it notes, keep a pen handy, and please make sure you get your Bible stories right even if you have to look in the Bible because you can't remember.