It's all Greek to me

The summer before I started college I sat in a class where the teacher told me to cross off a word in my Bible because it was not necessary. I remember getting upset and wondering who this guy was to tell me to edit the Bible. I talked things through with some leaders at the camp and voiced my concern. With just two years of Greek, he became an expert on Biblical Greek? Right. I knew I was no expert but there were plenty of others who had done the work to bring us the Gospel.

Fast forward two weeks and I'm talking with my Adviser about classes. My seminar with her was on Ancient Warfare and the Iliad and, though we had had only one class, I knew I would love it. She suggested I take Ancient Greek. My thoughts went immediately back two weeks and I said yes. I figured that next time someone told me to cross off a word because they were acquainted with Greek, I would be able to challenge them.

The first year was simply understanding the language and vocabulary. Then we went into translating Euripides, Xenophon, Aristophanes, and Plato. I am by no means an expert, but I know so much more now than I did three and a half years ago.

Currently we are translating the book of Mark from the New Testament and I am just amazed at how God has worked it all out. I got to look into other writers and styles of Greek before I got to the purpose of my study; the Bible. It overwhelms me at times and I almost start crying because I am holding the text of everything I believe; in its original language. I show off my leather, golden edged Greek New Testament like I'm a child. Most of my friends get excited because they know it is one of my greatest passions, but I can't think of a whole lot else more important than the Book in my hand. I love it.

About a Boy

Saturday I watched "About a Boy". My friend told me it was a feel good movie and so, against my wishes of "Remember the Titans", we watched it. I struggle with saying I like any movies (apart from "Pride and Prejudice" and "The Emperor's New Groove") because I rarely like the entire thing. There is always something that deflects my affection. It's the usual things that, personally, I find really unnecessary. I struggle because I don't want to say I like a movie just to have someone watch it and question what I'm watching. I try to be very careful with what goes into my mind and I don't want to be the one to give a plug for a bad movie to get into someone else's mind. I guess I'm still struggling with what people think of me while not being a stumbling block. How do you juggle the two? I have to care a little bit about what people think of me because it can cause discouragement or encouragement (another post for another time).But I watched this movie and.... I kind of liked it.

The movie is about a guy who calls himself an island. He has no one to care for and no one cares for him. However, a boy enters the scene and changes all of it. He fights the change, but ohh it is so powerful when this happens:

Youtube: About a Boy

I almost cried and since then have been unable to keep "Killing Me Softly" off of repeat. The movie is so frustrating because the main character is so full of himself and has no purpose in life but to please himself. The change begins when he realizes that  his life is nothing.

I sat there and wondered about life without purpose. How could I continue each day? Why am I here and what am I doing? We all have this question to answer. What are we doing here? I'm so thankful God gave me that answer. My purpose here is to be Christ to the world by showing His love. That is why I am here.

"God woke you up this morning, take some time and ask Him why. Make today matter."