LDR, multitasking and phantom menaces

This one is going to be a certified rant (right up the same alleys as Quemi's "that time of the month") so fasten your sit belts. But since I know that I don't have the God given ability to get myself out of any trouble this rant will get me in, I'm going to try to be subtle about it.

So I stumbled across this really good christian novel on smashwords.com called "Kicking Eternity". If the book were a movie it would be a certified chick flick; if it was a disease it be would so potent it would make cancer look like a joke; but alas it's only a novel. Anyway, I'll bury head in shame and admit that I not only read it back to back but that I also totally enjoyed it. I grew up expecting religion and knowing God to be as simple as the way the characters in the book related to God - as simple as short direct heart felt prayers, quiet time in God's presense and what not. But I'm African and you know how we do. I don't know if it's poverty that makes us so loquacious or if it's just the fact that I'm part of the meagre 20% or less of introverted Nigerians that makes me think that we either talk too much without hitting the point directly or we hit the point too many times like our Father has too much wax in His ears and our words are meant to chisel away until we puncture His ear drum. No complaints though - I understand that prayer is more for the pray-er than for the prayed-to so maybe the repetition is to work up some faith. Er, but faith comes by hearing... by the word of God, no?

Anyway, so I read the book because I'm in a long distance relationship (insert much cussing and hair pulling) and getting something to do with your better half across the ocean can be challenging - timezone, sleepzones, nepa, internet and all ganging up against us. But nothing, not even suffering from LDR (yes long distance relationships are not normal and if its normal it's a disease-ish) or been madly foolishly in love can blind the eye of a brother to that most excellent torture device called female multitasking. Ladies just know how to do it. Let me rephrase that. Ladies just know how to convince themselves that they are good at it regardless of what the stats say about mankind's lack of ability in that particular sphere. But life is short and love covereth a multitude of sin (especially after they've been aired on this here blog as Quemi will testify) so let's move on, shall we?

But wait I've got nothing else to say now that I've had my fill of subtle rantiness. God knows I want to type some more now but there are just more questions than answers in my head right now like why do girls like romance stories, sef? Seriously I just felt sad and empty when I finished the aforementioned novel - like Drew & Rainey got something that God in his infinite wisdom has decided to hold back from me for another few months. I don't know sha, I just don't know. I think I'll stick with syfy going forward.

I just discovered Corrinne May. I like her. Not the way I like Meg. The way I like Meg is more properly known as love - and imma shout from the mountain tops :). But I digress. Corrinne's right up there in my mind as Sara Grooves, Audrey Assad and JJ Heller. And as a plus she sounds more like Sarah MacLachlan without the sadness-lust (terrible dry humour, I know). So instead of getting sixpence none the richer's new album I got Corrinne's 2012 album. It was either that or Ray LaMontagne's. And that's a no-no seeing as it was my ex that introduced me to him and we (my ex and I - that just sounds wrong) still have a special Ray song.

Just read through what I've typed. It's in my best interest to stop now. God, Meg & I could do with a little less of Meg's laundry on this blog :D. Seriously, though, Meg's the best thing that's ever happened to me. Just thinking of her brings a smile to my face.

Long distance... not a problem!

I had a title for today but now I can't remember it. Thinking about what I should write today a couple of thoughts crossed my mind. For instance "keep it short" or "go straight to the point". Time is really hard to find nowadays now so whatever time I find has to be put to good use. Today, for instance, I plan to go see a movie instead of going to class. It's only the first week of class anyway and there's no point going to sit in class if I didn't read the material ahead of time. To put it clearly - I'm lazy - always have, probably always be :)

I read parts of John 13 this morning. Jesus tells Judas to go do what he would do quickly. It's wierd somewhat considering that Jesus knew what it was Judas was planning to do. But as I thought about it it started to make a little more sense (cue false theology and impending doom). The reality is that there's a time for everything and when the time comes acting like a sluggard won't cut it. Get to it and do it. I think it was Paul that talks about leaving the sinning brother to his ways as that may be the best wasy to save him. And in the book of Revelation, the message to one of the churches is "you are neither hot or cold". Put another way "you are always vaccilating (I'll have to check the spelling/meaning of this word) - one time doing good and going half way and the other time basically retracing your steps". Conclusion - not hot, not cold, spat out. Compromise has it's time and it's place (where it's actually a proactive act of faith) like everything else but God's designed life in such a way that each one is accountable and for that reason God really wants each one of us to get on with it - live life. Take that step. I believe God would much rather we took the right step (as in no Judas style gestapo missions) but the precursor to that is taking a step. Apparently there may be something worse than doing it all wrong. It's just sitting still and letting fear tie you down.

I've written the last paragraph down for me really. Life short - get along with it. God really would have it no other way.