Fallen.

over the past few days, nothing out of the ordinary has occurred (to my standards of course) except my towering pile of homework seems to be continuously growing. In the midst of thinking about a topic I should write about, I really wanted to write something that didn't come off as super motivational or inspirational. If you're looking for something like that, go to Dr. Phil. Heart-warming feelings and a sense of security is a good thing, but I'm not that naive (yes, I'm one cold hearted femme). So when there's nothing to blog, I end up opening up the bible. I have to say that's one of the pros in starting one. I read it more. Opening up to a random page, I thought I might hit something nice for everyone (you know, like a daily devotional) to liven your morale or something.

Anyway, this is what we get - Amos 8: 1-3

This is what the Sovereign Lord showed me: a basket of ripe fruit.
 Cool. So far, so good. I mean ripe fruit is just a blessing in itself. I heart fruit. I ate a banana and some fat-free blackberry yogurt today, and mmm, magnifique. Back to the topic...

"When do you see, Amos?" he asked.
"A basket of ripe fruit," I answered.
Yeah...? Where are you getting at, God? 

Then the Lord said to me, "The time is ripe for my people Israel; I will spare them no longer."

Hold up...what I thought we were going somewhere with the fruit. 

"In that day," declares the Sovereign Lord, "the songs in the temple will turn to wailing. Many, many bodies - flung everywhere! Silence!"

Nice... So God's given me a nice big bowl of fruit only to have smashed it to smithereens with His lightning bolt fists! My hopes and dreams...

okay, so pretty much the rest of the chapter is about the forecoming destruction of Israel. NIV has kindly enough given me a quick-n-easy explanation of what this book is about. It was written during a time of, you could say false happiness. Society ran with the rich always getting what they want from the injustice and oppression from the poor (hmmm...kinda like now). Taken directly from my bible it was during that time that: religious observance was insincere, and security [was] more apparent than real.


if you haven't spotted where I'm going with this, it sort of reinstates my feelings throughout the week and it also, in a way, reflects my personality. I'm not going to ever divulge in something that I would feel uncertain about unless it were the truth. But if you know me though, I'm quite the optimist whenever the odds are stacked up against them. But deep down, I'd never let myself go into a false sense of security, being in the sense that I know I'd get hurt. I think God's letting me know, that I shouldn't get too full of myself, even in faith. That doesn't mean I've come to doubt or question His existence or what His plans may be. On the contrary, to get lost in your faith brings about unawareness about the things around you, because if you're not too careful, it becomes all about you and you start to ignore God's objective for you, you know, missing the whole picture and such.


so I guess, in the end I say, let's not just not get too over cocky about ourselves.


P.S. bought not one, but two new books today, want to review them soon when I finish rereading Patrick Ness' Chaos Walking trilogy (2nd time round, and lovin' it).