Firsts

Life is full of firsts... In some senses, an abundance of firsts is a good thing, but over emphasis on first is risky. It's all to easy to fall into the trap of bettering first each time, creating numerous problems: Self acceptance never comes, decadence and sensationalism take over, life becomes shallow, fickle, and ultimately dissapointing. This society is dogged by moving forwards, by having more fun, making more money, discovering more, more of everthing. fashions change and the undercurrents grow stronger. People have to take more to keep the lights on, or the sensation fades. Drugs are cheaper and more readily available, and stronger, pornography is more degrading and vile than ever before, the occult is the norm.

I am guilty of wanting more in various aspects of my life. I guess it all comes down to heart: the difference between ambition/greed passion/obsession...

But I am trying to learn to accept what I have, to work at what I do, making an investment in my life and the lives of those I affect.

I love first.

but I also love seconds, thirds, and the feeling of 'being' somewhere, as oppossed to 'going' somewhere.

This is my first post.

I hope this grows to become something, that I may learn about myself and my faith. My musings may seem discordant at times, but thats all part of the process. It'll get there in the end!