182= 100 Posts This Year!

I guess that means I've missed 82 days, but I don't care.  Not enough to make 82 extra entries anyway.

I have no idea what I'm going to do today.  I've received a few propositions in regard to evening activity, but I have yet to reconcile to actual events to unfold.  Food is on the agenda.  I have been thinking of pitching a trip to the Rhinelander to the fellas, but the time has yet to come when I decide to do actually anything about it.

Yesterday was Good Friday.  I guess it's good for us in some sense of the word, and I suppose it allowed God to have a direct relationship with man, but boy is it sobering.  That a perfect God would take human form and live in the muck and mire of this world, then die a brutal death by the hands of those he came to save just blows my mind.

Here's this - I chew on this every time I think of the crucifixion-  If I were in the crowd in front of Pilot (spelled wrong but bear with me) knowing then what I know now (this being that Jesus was God incarnate, the Savior, who came to take all of my sins from me and sacrifice himself so that I could have a one-on-one relationship with the Father [which I take for granted sometimes]) what would my action be.  I could run and hide like most of the disciples did.  I could yell "Crucify!" along with the majority.  I could merely be silently supportive of the actions of the crowd.  If I protested for Christ's innocence. and somehow he was set free, our right to eternal life-after-death hangs in the balance.  

I still don't know what I would do.  

I want to put something else down here, though I'm not sure I have anything to say on the subject that actually makes sense.  But I'm gonna go for it anyway.  George Strait is playing.  

I had a history professor- two, actually- that talked about anti-semitism and judeophobia this quarter (if you want to know the difference, I'll tell you sometime.) One strongly held that judeophobia's roots were religious in nature, that Christian Europe blamed Jews for Christ's death.  This may have some validity to it.  I tend to think it was economic due to the slight Marxist in me, but I didn't live in the time of the Crusades and before so I'm really not any authority of the subject.  However.  I hereby renounce this notion that the Jews and Jews alone killed Christ as wholly bogus.  We're all sinful.  Christ came-and died- to save US.  EVERY. HUMAN.  In that, we're all responsible for his death.  If I'm spitting bologna, let me know. 

Ok.  Change of topics.  An exciting opportunity came up for my summer which as most of you know was entirely up in the air.  I will let you know when I've got a better idea of what it's gonna look like. 

I am thinking of braving the non-farm grown eggs in the fridge to satisfy my hunger needs at this moment.  I backed away earlier, but it may have to happen.  The last I ate was about 10:30 last night (I made it 24 hours, though I had hoped to make it longer,) so I'm a little hungry.  

Let me know if an event is unfolding this evening.