Doncha just love commercialized inspiration? Sometimes it makes me want to throw up, and then again, I do own this little tidbit of it. At least I don't have a Jesus fish on the back of my car. I've come to associate those things with the ultimate in bad drivers. The guy who always cuts you off always has one of those silly little things on the back of their car.
I should talk. My boyfriend has one of those, and he's actually a good driver.
So here's the statement on faith: Yes, I do believe in that stuff. No, I really don't like declaring it. Why? Woah, boy. Soapbox time. I'll make this short though. It basically boils down to the multitude of people I had to deal with in school. I went to a Christian private school for high school, right? I always get a kick out of the fact that my best friend and I managed to put my Bible/Religion teacher almost a full quarter behind because we'd question what he was saying about other religions. I don't think he ever did his research, and we had. Do you know how much fun it is to play the devil's advocate in a class like that?
Plus my philosophy is more along the lines of "live by example, not words". I couldn't tell you exactly what my philosophy is because I mostly just 'shoot from the hip' about it. What, think this all the way through, are you mad?
But seriously.
The other funny thing about this particular bumper sticker is how it reminds me of how much I've been through with my hand. |
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