You know, a person can only get so good at Halo2.

In just a few days anyway. I swear, if I didn't know my brother is like elite at playing things like Halo, I'd seriously consider that I suck. Though to be fair...to myself anyway, I had to learn this new control configuration just a few days ago, and this being the first time I've played Halo, I think I'm doing pretty well. I'm decent at fps, but my brother is insanely good. On the plus side, I'm rapidly improving, but he's still owning my behind something fierce. He likes to toy with me too, drag out battles in capture the flag and such, in order to keep killing me a bunch. It's both fun and irritating. He's a natural at such games, always has been, but it doesn't make it any easier to swallow when I'm getting my butt handed to me. I'm getting a good crash course at Halo2 though. I should be able to somewhat hold my own playing most anyone else...I think. At least I doubt many others will be quite as wicked good at using the energy sword as he is.

I Hung My Head

I've been listening to my brother's Johnny Cash cd tonight. I rather like Bridge Over Troubled Water, though my absolute favorite so far has to be The Man Comes Around. I'm always quite taken with such songs, both in content and tempo. Personal Jesus isn't bad either.

I've been thinking a lot this week on what the guest pastor last week said in his sermon. He said a lot of things, but different parts have been slowly trickling in at different speeds. They're all having an impact on me as well, though one might not know it to look at me. Not yet anyway. He mentioned at several points in his sermon things that should offend us and really make us look at ourselves. One is that if people ever see us after years and say that we haven't changed at all, that we're the same person we used to be. As christians, we should never be the same person. We should always be growing, and it should show after an absence from people. Not necessarily completely different, but at least different in some better way. Knowing God is a sort of relationship type where one cannot stay the same if one is truly trying to know him better.

Also, he noted that if anyone comes up to us after maybe a few years at a job, or school, or whatever, and say that they hadn't known we were christians, that's a definite slap in the face for us. People should know. The way I see it, if we're not being called Jesus freaks, we're not doing enough. I know a guy in my bible study who, in being at his new job for only ten days or so, has already been talked to/written up like three times for talking about Jesus in some capacity or another. He may be fired if he keeps it up. Hearing that makes me wish I had that sort of drive for Jesus. Not that I'd want to get in trouble, but sometimes that's a sign of a good christian. It means being at odds with the world, but more importantly, it means being in line with God, for often the world does not like his way. Heh, as if the world's way will ever lead anywhere but death.

I have a lot more on my mind, but sleep is currently the most pressing one, and there's nothing to write about that except z's.