So, my Spanish teacher assigns us a project due at the end of the week. I have to write a story, any story. It can be Fiction, nonfiction, science fiction, or just what ever you want. That wouldn't be to hard, but the kicker is that we have to translate it into Spanish.
My immediate reaction was to freak out and think I can't do this. Just about every body's was.
Just a few minuets ago I laughed at myself when I realized, I blog like crazy. I type pages a week, what's the problem (other than translating it into Spanish).
I think if I just didn't rush into everything, life would be easier. I'm bad about this--especially with my words.
At my Church there is a special time for the Children, rightfully dubbed Children's Time. The lesson this week was on dealing with Toothpaste. Toothpaste. Can you get the toothpaste back in once you have squeezed it all out? Our words are the same way. Sometimes when we say things regrettable, we often can't get them back.
I think that we as Christians should be like this. We should be Toothpaste Christians, slow to anger and quick to think.
But what are your thoughts, leave comments
Thanks for reading.
-Evan
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