Just found an old notebook while cleaning out my room and such. The notebook was a rude awakening for me at how horribly plain I was living two lives. See, last year especially, I got into cool calligraphy (fancy handwriting and stuff) and I'd write my friend's names and whatnot with all kinds of epic designs and patterns around them. In this notebook, however, I found multiple occasions where I would make a really cool design reminding me of who God is to me. And then, on the very next page, I had the calligraphy names of girls I was trying to impress online and on messengers. I was treating my addiction the same way I was treating God. That's how we are, gentlemen. When we choose to serve two masters, it's like buying a bouquet of flowers for a girl for a dance, and giving half of the flowers to someone else. You're "all about" the girl you're taking to the dance. But you still bought flowers to woo the other girl. Why? Why not give it all to the God who deserves it all? I dunno. It's just something that crossed my mind. It struck me pretty hard, seeing how each page alternated between God/Worship Song Art, and lust/all of that junk. A very big realization to my dual nature. Don't let yourselves treat The Lord, Your God that way! Press onwards, my brothers!!!