Inside the Mind of a Nathan

Alright, my salty scalawags. There's too much to do and too little time. Even then, I don't use my time especially well. Speaking of pirates, I want the world to be filled with pirates! Disney pirates anyway. Did you see Stardust ? Do you recall when he met Captain Shakespeare? I loved the whole setup: collecting lightning illegally, the port on the edge of a cliff, bargaining with the trader, and everything.

I was thinking about my sin. Sometimes, I like to think it's powerful. I like to think it rears its head like a dragon, blasting fiery breath. Terrifying. Destructive. Unstoppable. Sometimes, it really does feel as though it will obliterate me, crush me beyond recognition. Sometimes, I want to think that sin is the equal opposite of God's mercy and grace. Shouldn't it be? The wages of sin is death. By my sin, I earn death: complete and eternal. If God is eternal and if the death I earn with my sin is eternal, are they not opposite but equal?

I cannot tell you how many times I clog my own brain with distractions and noises and tasks and diversions and more. I wanted to write a story, but I'm all clogged up in the business. Thus, I am here trying to drain el brain. Plus, I haven't been reading much lately. I finished the novel I was reading, and I haven't snagged a new one yet. I kinda forgot about libraries. They totally exist, and they're totally full of books. What should I read though?

Yo-ho-ho! I had something intelligent to say earlier, but I forgot it. Oh! Right! I may be finding a place to live soon! I even made a cool map of all the things I do: students, church, a class I take, etc. It's color and symbol coded. It's kind of exciting! It's sort of like a back-to-school project: going back to school isn't quite exactly fun, but it's fun to get a new binder, find cool folders, and purchase other organizational stuff.

Have you ever messed up something? I have. Did you ever use a lot of time and energy getting yourself into the mess in the first place? I do that a lot. Do you ever tell yourself not to fix it because it's probably going to happen again anyway, and it would be a waste of time and energy to get yourself back into the mess?

I'm feeling clogged, like constipated. Not literally of course. I'm feeling writing constipated. Partially, I slept high-ho crapfully. Partially, that's it mostly. Partially, I've begun retagging all of my blog posts. I don't know why it feels so important to me. I'm not even very confident about the tags, but it will be better than having hundreds of little words attached haphazardly.

Question Would Jesus have died for one sinner? Background Research C. S. Lewis was not shy about being allegorical. In Perelandra, the second book of his space trilogy, he wrote, "When He died in the Wounded World He died not for men, but for each man. If each man had been the only man made, He would have done no less."

AH I substituted today. It was like super chill. The teacher is a veteran, and he was over-prepared, and his students were over-prepared, and everything was over-prepared. I gotta admit: today gave me a few small twinges of the desire to be a teacher. I also gotta admit: I have zero sincere interest in being a teacher. I do like the idea of substituting again though.

Holy snapper japper! I haven't written (on my blog anyway) in like four days! I have been busy piecing so many things together. I am learning how to use YouTube. I am learning how to use Blogger.com. I am learning a lot of stuff, so it's ok even if it feels like I haven't been getting to really real work.

As it turns out, I tutor things. I have a student — we'll call him Captain — who usually works on math with me. However, we've worked on just about every subject. I think all students should devote time to reading, writing, and arithmetic, so I am always trying to find ways to encourage these. I wanted to share with you one of the exercises I gave him.

Well, salty dogs and sandy beaches! If there's anything about which I'm a little obsessive, it's probably sticky hands. I hate having sticky hands — at least when I'm in a clean mode. Clean mode is most cases but especially when I'm working on my computer or reading or normal things like that. Sometimes, I'm in a messy mode like playing outside or making a fire or cooking or whatever.