Two days ago, I cut some nose hairs (like.. not a lot) because they were getting unruly and getting too excited whenever I smile real loud (and because I can never man up and just pluck 'em out, tear*). One hair in particular was about 1.5 centimeters long and as thick as a single bristle of a toothbrush. No, I did not measure it. 1.5 is just a good number.
Yesterday, I was sneezing like a panda. It was not the infectious kind since I have no cold, but the allergy kind where one sneeze opens the floodgates of the Ol' Factory Dam and costs 2 tissues (re)used wisely or about 7-8 squares of toilet paper.
Speaking of paper (and unexpected messes), I read in the news the other day about Egypt and her hasty solution to swine flu:
What seems like a quick solution leads to yet another problem. I want to say "Hah! Serves you right!" but I would be pointing at myself. It's like taking pain killers for wounds that kill instead of running to a Doctor for healing. For wounds internal. For wounds invisible. Don't go for the quick fixes that never satisfy because true satisfaction is eternal. Holla~ "We want Jesus!"When the government killed all the pigs in Egypt this spring — in what public health experts said was a misguided attempt to combat swine flu — it was warned the city would be overwhelmed with trash.
The pigs used to eat tons of organic waste. Now the pigs are gone and the rotting food piles up on the streets of middle-class neighborhoods like Heliopolis and in the poor streets of communities like Imbaba.
"We want Jesus!"
Today I won't be picking my boogers (at least not in public). They are my last line of defense... the first, my windows...
ashes, ashes, we all fall...
ACHOOO!
... aftereffect - the true reason for my allergic reactions was due to the dormant ashes picked up by the winds that started up yesterday. Last night our house was covered in ashes and the kitchen floor was ashy and the culprit was Ash. (funny: 1.5/10). Even with the fires put out in our mountains in LCr, the ashes are still left to do airborne damage on top of the actual burn of fire damage. This is what you call consequence.
... aftereffect - the true reason for my allergic reactions was due to the dormant ashes picked up by the winds that started up yesterday. Last night our house was covered in ashes and the kitchen floor was ashy and the culprit was Ash. (funny: 1.5/10). Even with the fires put out in our mountains in LCr, the ashes are still left to do airborne damage on top of the actual burn of fire damage. This is what you call consequence.
Sin and its consequence. PR6:27.28 "Can a man scoop fire into his lap without his clothes being burned? Can a man walk on hot coals without his feet being scorched?"
Hot dam~ Our own ashes from past mistakes may linger around, we may even have winds of circumstances that poke at our scars, but we must not be disheartened or downtrodden because God is the lifter of our heads. He is faithful and just. The day is coming when He will clear the air and we will breathe a new heaven and new earth. So look to Jesus and put faith only in Him who took on the heap of ashes and the ultimate Consequence of sin for you and for me.
"For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord."
EPHESIANS TWO! EPHESIANS TWO! EPHESIANS TWO! EPHESIANS TWO!
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Nose hair 540 to Gospel 316!!!
Wow. That's a first.
sneezing like a panda?
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