Do you know the muffin man?

So I'm tired and worn out. My nose is a little runny and my throat feels scratchy. Cool.
On the bright side, I just ate a banana muffin.
I really am trying to embrace the fact that God has something beautiful come out of everything that involves suffering. I was talking to my mom about some serious issues in my life and she said something along the lines of "It's obviously nothing God can't fix."
What happens when you eat food? Your body DESTROYS and breaks down the stuff you're feeding yourself to supply nutrients to the human body.
What happens when you sleep? You crash for however long but wake up refreshed and energized (sometimes).
What happens when you plant a seed? You shove it in some mud and a beautiful plant comes up from where you piled on crap loads of dirt on a little speck of a seed.
Something beautiful grows from the stalling, striving, and pain in life.
You throw some mud on a situation and it honestly looks like a piece of crap. But in the long run, something springs up out of it in the form of something beautiful.
What if you ate something and you pooped it out exactly as it went in. It would have done absolutely nothing for you.
If you believe in the one God that created you and I then it's only a matter of time till we all realize that beauty comes from pain.
Jesus loves you. It's true.
That muffin was tasty.

Jesus is a friend of mine...

I like celery a lot. It makes me happy. I can walk around the house crunching on celery all day. It's tasty.
Jesus made celery for me. He's a nice guy.
He also loves me. Enough to make celery for me.
It makes me happy when I think about it.
I like celery.
I like Jesus.
He's cool...



I like peanut butter too.
And hugs...
And Chinese food.
And Spongebob.

Memories

Eisley ~ Memories.

He was throwing grain into the ground below, ground below
With dreary circles of his arm, going slow, very slow
His cap pulled down round his ears
To hide the smile and watery tears

My loving wife, it's so wonderful
How small seeds gracefully do grow
Into beautiful things that spring from these rows
With their musical names and musical sounds

Dreary birds parade across the dreary sky, but down below
The woman absent mindedly begins to sow, how she sows
The seeds her husband loved so much
But he's no longer here with us

But her life is so beautiful as memories continue to grow
Into beautiful things that spring from these rows
With their musical names and musical sounds
And this beautiful things that spring from these rows
With their musical names and musical sounds, and musical sounds

Distant though I am orange, gold and green
Firing, flaming, colors surround me
I'm always wondering where you are
I'm always wondering where you are

Darling shouldn't I be the one?
Wondering after all I'm the one who is gone
I'm always wondering where you are
I'm always wondering where you are

Darling shouldn't I be the one?
Wondering after all I'm the one who is gone
I'm always wondering, I was just wondering
I was just wondering, I'm the one who is gone, who is gone

But, there's beautiful things that spring from these rows
With their musical names and musical sounds, and musical sounds