It's a funny thing..
Most people cling to life and are afraid of death. Yet the short time that is given is often squandered in self-destructive (or mutually destructive) behavior. Why? Why do we take part in things we know full well will destroy us?

I'm not trying to be depressive, negative, or cynical (though you may be asking, "Are you sure?"). I know that God loves us anyway, just as much as if we were perfect. But that brings up another question. How can He? He is love, but He's just, holy, and righteous as well. Sure, there's Jesus... but it still doesn't quite explain how. How can someone who meant us to be holy like He is holy, stand to see us in such a state?

Mostly just ranting. It's late and I've spent the entire day inside (too much thinking time). Maybe I'm just "in a mood," and tomorrow I'll have forgotten. Who knows? Not me.