Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Creative responce to Looking For Alaska - John Green

We are all broken, some are just better at hiding it, but it's there.
Tiny fault lines in the mirrors the reflections we show to the world.
Every one is broken differently, shatters differently not redoable.
Drop your mirror it will break. Those pattens not re-creatable, a one of a kind.
Shattering fault lines. 
Can we ever really know someone? Can you truly know them until they shatter irredeemably? Broken shards. The soul undeniably fragile. Handle with care.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Zombies, Riddles and parties Oh my!

I've been thinking lately about the concept of  a 'good christian'. I've come to the conclusion that it is an utter oxymoron (I love that word). You can't claim to be good and yet call yourself a Christian. To be a Christian is to realise that you are not good, in fact that you are 'bad', a sinner who needs Jesus.  This quote sums it up pretty well.

Here's some photos of my life this week: