My First Blog-An Introduction

I think if I understood the fact that everything I write doesn't need to be a masterpiece I would have started a blog a while ago. It's strange, I have this weird feeling that whenever I sit down to type something-- anything-- It needs to be a perfect, witty, flowing river of beautiful words so cleverly knitted together that it causes readers to smile or laugh or think or cringe.
I also didn't start a blog until now because I felt that whoever writes a blog should have something important to say. Well, I probably shouldn't tell you this if you are reading my blog, but I really don't have anything important to say. The title of my blog A Day in the Life is stolen from the most influential Beatles song ever written and I think it really sums up what this blog is going to be. I can't really say for sure, I guess, perhaps as I mature my blog will evolve into something different; I can't say what it will turn into, but perhaps it'll be more interesting than this one is.
I'd like to think that I'm an interesting person. I love my life, I love my family, I love my girlfriend. I have so many things in my life that I love. I like to enjoy things. I like to create things. I'm a pretty creative guy. I have a different sense of humor-- I love word humor. In the movie "Stranger than Fiction" I laughed out loud when Harold Crick said his favorite word was interger even though there's no inside joke there. That kind of stuff is just funny to me. My writing will probably operate in conjunction with my mood; sometimes I am a great writer with perfect and appropriate words flowing out of my fingertips onto the computer screen; other times I look for words in every corner in my brain and can only come up with "thing."
Anyway, I'm starting one simply because I love to write. It's a release, it's something to create. It's a way for me to feel like I have a voice in the world, even if no one wants to listen.
Hopefully I'll be doing this pretty frequently, maybe I'll even get someone to read this.

So. You want to know more about me? I guess I'm hard to know; at least that's what some people say. I'm a Christian first, and unfortunately I am going to have to clarify that statement because just about every middle class white American will call himself a Christian. I believe that this planet/solar system/galaxy/universe could not have come into existence without a higher being-- a God. All evidence points toward a creator. The Bible has proven itself to be a reliable foundation for living because it is that the creators truth given to his creation: us. The Bible is the most translated book in history; it has the most original manuscripts-- more than any other document of antiquity by thousands-- and it's principles have changed lives for thousands of years. The apostle who wrote the books died for their cause--why would they do this if they didn't really believe in Christ? They spent all their time with Jesus, you'd think they'd know if he was lying. But they were tortured for the sake of Christ and became the foundation of which the Church was built. I think I can trust that whatever message these guys were trying to send us is the truth. Afterall, has anyone found evidence that Christ didn't raise from the dead?

I'm kind of passionate about that subject, after all, it's the only thing that transcends this life. We all know this life is temporary; that's a given. That means whatever comes after this life is worth looking into. If you don't believe in anything, you'd better start figuring out what you believe about life after death. If there is an eternal life, there is nothing on this earth that should hold us back from finding out what it is and attaining it.

I go to The Master's College in Santa Clarita. I play basketball and write short stories. I've written only four so far, but I think some of them are okay. I think there should be a website similar to a blogging website that allows amatuer writers to post their short stories or poems or whatever to see what other people think of them. Maybe I should create something like that.
Okay, Now I have to go.
Bye.