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Good day, all of you beautiful (and possibly some less attractive) people who read my blog. How is your week going? Mine is...going. The chiropractor did pop my rib back into place yesterday, but it popped back out later. (In case you were wondering.) I apologize for posting so late today. I have been babysitting since 7:15ish. Three little guys. It was interesting.
Do you know what is very fun to do? Get somebody's phone number from a mutual friend (or their mom) and text them, "I have your number." (if you wanna get creepy you say their name too.) I did that to my blue haired ...friend...(?) last night. Fereal he guessed who I was with one guess. Kind of ruined the fun just a tiny little bit. Yeah, uh...lost my train of thought. (People talk to me and I forget what I was going to say.) Yesterday for school I read John chapters 1-4. I was like This has the best introduction. I love it!!! Here I will show you.
1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

2 The same was in the beginning with God.

3 All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made.

4 In him was life; and the life was the light of men.

5 And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.

6 There was a man sent from God, whose name was John.

7 The same came for a witness, to bear witness of the Light, that all men through him might believe.

8 He was not that Light, but was sent to bear witness of that Light.

9 That was the true Light, which lighteth every man that cometh into the world.

10 He was in the world, and the world was made by him, and the world knew him not.

11 He came unto his own, and his own received him not.

12 But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name:

13 Which were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.

14 And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth.

15 John bare witness of him, and cried, saying, This was he of whom I spake, He that cometh after me is preferred before me: for he was before me.

16 And of his fulness have all we received, and grace for grace.

17 For the law was given by Moses, but grace and truth came by Jesus Christ.

18 No man hath seen God at any time, the only begotten Son, which is in the bosom of the Father, he hath declared him.

19 And this is the record of John, when the Jews sent priests and Levites from Jerusalem to ask him, Who art thou?

20 And he confessed, and denied not; but confessed, I am not the Christ.


Dude, does this not sound like the beginning of an epic novel??? Just read that in like a super cool narrator voice. The Word was with God, but it also was God. All things were made BY God, and in Him was Life. So God is, Life and the Word. BUT WAIT THERE IS MORE.  The Life is the Light of men. The same light that the darkness cannot comprehend. God sent John to bear witness to the Light so that all men could be saved from the darkness. The Light (The Word, the Creator, God, The Son of God.) came into the world (that He created) and was NOT RECOGNIZED.
TELL ME THAT IS NOT A GOOD INTRODUCTION. I DARE YOU.
I was so excited after reading it.Complex, mysterious, intense, leading to action. Bam. Yeah, now I want to show y'all a semi famous poem that I was thinking about last night in bed.

Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

Great poem by Tolkien. Just wanted to show you guys that. That is all for today, have a good one. 😁😁😁

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