I become the contempt of my teenage self today, by listening to and enjoying Justin Bieber’s Purpose album twice. My taste is definitely in a pop phase; I enjoy the simple sounds and lyrics.
I’ve decided to set aside two days to, theoretically, rest properly, and today was the first. I went to Weston Park to read, then into town to buy The Last: Naruto the Movie. This will be watched on a glorious, future occasion. Then had lengthy, philosophical discussions with Gethin.
And now these three things remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians ch. 13 v. 13)
Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God. (John ch. 1 v. 12)
These verses contradict each other, as the first places love as a higher priority than faith, but the second says that belief occurs first, then sonship follows. The verse from John definitely resembles the start of my journey, as I first chose Jesus because I though he was a good idea. But more recently, closeness with Jesus has become all-consuming. Distinctions between heaven and hell, good and evil and right and wrong have been increasingly blurred over the last few years. And sin, which many people seem to agonise over, is a topic I find boring and irrelevant. Wondering where my priorities should lie.