"Smile like you mean it"

I don't know if you have ever heard a song from the band, The Killers, but I they are my newest addiction. I am sure you have heard a song, they are all over the radio now, kind of pisses me off, but not too much. I personally never listen to the radio, except for an occasional smidge here and there. I enjoy the smooth jazz and classical stations we have, and I have recently started listening to Jimmy Akin's talk show on Saturdays. But that's besides the point, if you haven't listened to The Killers then I must tell you that you are missing out. They are just about the catchiest thing this side of Muse, and that is something special. "Mr. Brightside" is their most famous song and it's the one all over the radio. I hate the radio, no reason in particular, other than because most music on it sucks. But if you happen to hear "Comin out of my cage and I've been doin just fine, gotta gotta be down, because I want it all..." then turn that stuff up, and bob your head from left to right. It's feel-good music. When something is catchy, the lyrics could be about death and guts, but you still bob your head and smile, like Alkaline Trio for instance. Every time I listen to their CD, "Good Mourning", I always sing along and smile. It's just the right thing to do, even though the first song is about slitting your throat and laying in your blood. Is there anything more joyful and happy than that? But it doesn't matter thanks to the extreme catchiness.

Do you have a problem with evil?

I love our apologetics class, it's the crap, to say the least. We just bulldozed through a chapter where Bahnsen showed the blatant contradictions prevalent in past philosophers (e.g. Hume), loading the paragraphs with dictionary-worthy "isms", many of which I would have loved to have heard an extended presentation on (but considering the fact that only myself and Sonja probably would have cared at all, there was not alot of incentive to lecture on it). So the wonderful Chapter on American/European anti-christian philosphy got passed over like a red headed orphan, and this my friends is with crying over. It's not milk don't worry, it's Scotch, but Macallan Scotch is what it is and that is some pricy drink.The Chapter we are on now is titled "The Problem of Evil" which, when extremely condensed, goes something like this...
1. God is omnipotent
2. God is omni-benevolent
3. Evil Exists

Supposedly for the believer this has some very meaty consequences. The non-believer is a speedy demon when it comes to throwing objections, like child molestation, tsunamis, murder, etc. into the machine of the Christian Worldview, and then because most Christians are stupid, they don't know how to "give an answer for the hope that is within them" (1 Peter 3:15) and they allow the pagan to believe that he has single handedly screwed Christianity. But when a closer look is taken, more can be seen, as with everything you take a closer look at(except those crafty illusion puzzles, demmed thieves). To make a good,long,and succulent chapter short (which in most cases would be considered heresy), the end product is that unbelievers cannot level this problem of logic at us Christians, because in all actuality, the logic problem lies with the unbeliever. He has no rational for supporting an objective good, other than his subjective wishes. When an unbeliever gets angry at a God who claims to be all loving and all good, you have to ask him, given his presuppositions, to define what "good" is. The end result is always a subjective definition, thus giving the unbeliever no ground to accuse someone (esp. God!) of acting in accordance with his belief, for this is the very thing the non-believer is doing. When the unbeliever is shown his hopeless inconsistency, then, and only then, can you seek to explain the all redemptive purpose of evil, as explained by the Bible, and on and so forth. Shut his mouth first, so that he will listen. The thesis of the book should be, "Atheism Presupposes Theism", to quote Bahnsen himself.

Man, pagans borrow way too much without asking!

Valentine's Day

I got one measly paper-heart that said "Nathan". I love Valentines Day.

Gordon Clark

I am reading a logic book by America's "foremost" theologian. I like it alot, so far. It's a nice brush up after I take my regular logic class every day, and you know, there have been other logicians prior to good ol' Doug and James...gulp* (I wait for the lightning to strike because of blatant heretical rhetoric* but alas, none comes). My principal noted today in Art History that Gordon views logic a little to highly. I realize that Gordon is very persistent in his apologetic for logic, but come on, who wants to read a book that isn't persuasive? I mean, pshh, rather than saying that we study logic because, because, logic is an attribute of God (Wilson, cough*) and for some reason that makes it final, (it actually does, but since Sir Douglas doesnt teach us about enthymemes until exercise 22, how is a moron like myself going to decipher that conclusion?) which is where Monsieur Clark comes into play. Had I read the intro to Clark's book, I would be well versed in the biblical argument pro logic, and had I been exposed to a good Biblical exegesis of John 1:1 the world would have meant so much more and my comprehension of logic would have been snazzy. If Clark's book is this good, I wonder what other logic books by better authors are like. They must be better! Dude, logic is "the crap". Clarks book is all dinky too, I want a drinkin' book, a freaking volume and-a-half. Something that would take 3 good bags of tobaccy. No just kidding about the drinkin' and tobaccy, lest my family view me devilish, but not even Clinton can stop me when I am of age(I already have my pipe model selected, and a nice humidor to boot), therefore (insert "dot" symbol here) Christian liberty is the true meaning of logic. Do you hear the sound? The sound that it makes?

I am so tired

I wish I knew

You know, sometimes, sometimes, I think I have it all figured out. I really am sure of it. But then, I realize I have absolutely nothing figured out... and nothing is ever certain, ever. Darn it!

Yours,
Nathan

J-V Basketball, ha! I'll tell ya

This year I am on the Basketball team. Myself and 5 other guys. We usually play teams with a little over 10 people, one team had like 16. Now, when our small team walks in (literally short, skinny, and small) it's a little intimidating. I am always the biggest guy out there, so far, but I know there are a couple of teams with some crazy tall players. So, always I get nervous for my team because I know they look at the other teams and think, "Crap we are going to die." But so far we haven't and we actually haver won everyone of our games. 2-0 goodness. Our team is a shining example of God's Providence. If you look at us we are a site. We have one guy named Eric, a good friend of mine, who is slightly autistic, if not fully. That's a story in and of itself. Another kid, named Ethan, is basicly deaf. Coach Moya has to shout at him as hard as he can for him to hear directions in the game. John, who no joke, is about 4'7'', can shoot. His brother Mark, who is 5'1'', can spin. This guy named Robert has the only "baller" skills on the team, but he is so skinny I get scared he will break, and he can sink three's like nobody's buisiness. The there is me, the 6'3'' lumbering giant, sprinting back and forth from net to net, rebounding, assisting, doing whatever my bigness enables me to do for my team, which unfortunately never feels like enough, because I have a horrible shot percentage, it sucks. Our team is pretty good, but I wonder what's going to happen when we play a team that has more than 1 or 2 really good guys, I think we might be in trouble, but God helps. If God wanted us too, we could take on the L.A. Lakers, that's right, the L.A. Lakers. L.A. here we come! You ain't got nothin on us! Look out!