Musings of a faux renaissance man

Everyone believes in God until we get to matters of the heart.

“Sooner or later you just figure out there are some guys who don’t believe in God and they can prove He doesn’t exist, and some other guys who do believe in God and they can prove He does exist, and the argument stopped being about God a long time ago and now it’s about who’s smarter and honestly I don’t care”

Donald Miller

I romanticize the Pacific Northwest so much. I’m not sure why I’m so drawn to that place. It’s so far from anything I know, maybe that’s it. I’m a 23 year old itching to graduate and start my life…blaze my own trail and stuff. Not to mention the breathe-taking, awe-inspiring, God-glorifying nature parks…yeah. Oh well, we’ll see what God has in store.

I’ve checked out of Heartbreak Hotel. If I ever listen to any heart-break music, it’d be the equivalent of driving by the hotel.

I have many things to say, but not the time to type everything out. One day I shall do so.

I’m going to a Nav conf. in Tennessee. Later y’all.