Friday, April 23, 2010

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, I finally know where I'm going to college. It's a very happy feeling knowing where I'm going to spend the next four years of my life. So very nice.
Life is moving forward. Hope I can follow it's speed. I now understand what the kids I knew graduating when I was just starting high school were feeling. I really is like a hot pink non-stick frying flying towards your face and you can't run from it. I wonder what happens when it hits you... if it hits you. Maybe when it hits you, all the pinkness turns into glitter or something and it all turns out happy. Or you get hit and have a bump on your head for the rest of your life. Hmmm. Great.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

So...

I watched The Boy in Striped Pajamas again. Still as good as the first time. It is incomprehensible that one man could hate an entire race of people so much. To have been able to have killed several thousands of them is horrifying. We try to forget it ever happened because of all of the pain and death associated with it, but if we forget, we don't learn from history's mistakes. We regress instead of progress.

Basically the story line for the movie is about the holocaust and a German family during that time. The father(in the army) is promoted so the family has to move closer to an extermination camp. And he wasn't allowed to tell anyone it was an extermination camp. So, the son, Bruno, starts asking his mom about the farmers in pajamas, a.k.a., Jews. And so he's not allowed out of the yard because of his strong curiosity. But he runs away anyway and gets to the camp and meets a lttle boy who lives there and they become friends. Tons of stuff happens in between, but eventually the boy in the camp can't find his father, because he's been killed, so Bruno tries to help him find him by sneaking over to the camp. Them and quite a few other men get ushered into a building and are told it's only a shower... then the nazis open the top and pour in gas and the little boys died together holding hands. And you can hear the men crying and beating on the doors- then it stops.

Okay, admittedly not the happiest story, but a very good, emotionally-moving one.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

''And this is love...

Not that I have first loved You. And this is love, that You have first loved me. You gave up Your life, one Perfect Sacrifice. And this is love...''

It's so disappointing when YouTube doesn't have the video for the songs stuck in your head. Every other song on the album- yes. The one you want? No... no.

Anyway, happy Easter! Pretty much one of the best holidays because we celebrate the fact that our Saviour died for us because He loved us and gave Himself for us and came back to life in His own power 'cause He's just amazing like that.

Can you imagine being different from everyone else and because of that they hate you and mock you and then kill you? I realize that this was sadly necessary, but human nature really reveals itself to be completely wicked again. It's ironic- we're always searching for better things in life. Better ways to live, better ways to be better, but Best comes along and we killed Him. But He still loved us enough to die for us... amazing.