He is a preacher and a carpenter; please!

I choose to follow Jesus of the bible for mostly one reason...

I mean, it's the deciding factor that really cements my suspicions.


Entropy.


It's the reason that the belt to your vacuum cleaner get's stretched out and you have to spend 45 minutes putting on a new one.

It's the reason that when you get food from a fast-food restaurant, your fries are everywhere except in the little carton they were supposed to come in. It's why your burger is horribly messy and doesn't look like the picture on the wall at all.

It's the reason that the strings on your guitar get out of tune.

It's the reason why your car breaks down when you're already late for work and the only thing you can do is get a ride with your grandma.

It's the reason why a glass cup breaks if you accidentally drop it while walking towards the dishwasher.

It's the reason that you get holes in your shoes and in your T-shirts.

It's the reason that the whole front tire of your bike comes loose and falls off while your biking, leaving you to battle with the cement. It's the reason that you don't win.

It's the reason that skin cells and little bug feces and animal dandruff all collect to make dust. It's the reason that you have to wipe up that dust with a cloth when your cleaning your bedroom.

It's the reason that people start out in love and end up hating each other. It's why people start out in a civilized manner and then end up nearly killing each other. It's why the divorce rate is higher than 50% It's the reason that before it was socially acceptable for people to divorce that they probably just died before it was an issue.


Everything is going from order to chaos.

Everything is flying apart; as soon as it's put back together; at thirteen million miles an hour.



and that is precisely why I follow the teachings of Jesus Christ, and why I call myself a Christian.



I can feel myself being pulled apart. All my thoughts are trying to strangle me, and they're gaining strongholds, slowly, but surely.

Naturally some people will say, you take it too seriously. You think too much, your too hard on yourself.

I'm wondering where we go when we die, or where do we come from when we're born. Why am I here? What am I doing in this foreign land?

Can you answer that?



And that is why Entropy is the key.



I'm falling apart and sometimes so rapidly, I can't see it, and everyone is telling me different things. They are all talking about tips and tricks. Everyone is telling me answers to questions I never asked. They're giving me excuses to reasons I never asked about.


when the only one that has ever been able to put me back together is Him;


Slowly but surely.



"I've never met a man,
who holds my heart in his hands,
more securely than,
this man in his 'thirty-threes'.

He is a preacher and a carpenter; please!
He will heal the cripples feet
He'll spit dirt and mud in your eye
but only if you happen to be blind."