Motivation/Death

its 3:36am and i'm listening to Israel Houghton's You Are Good on youtube. and its freaking awesome :)

my assignment is on motivation. no surprise, someone made motivation a science. then people expanded on that science and made a few reasonable and generic applications of theories. and wow, we seem to have understood human intrinsic and extrinsic behaviour!

passed up at 4pm. crazy!!

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in between Israel Houghton and the motivation assignment, i finished up on acts and the last day of the 30. just before i woke up in the morning to start writing the assignment, i dreamt that i was about to be sentenced to death, for unknown reasons. some people i knew were there. i was required to write something on a blank sheet of paper and for some reason, i felt that it was writing a last testament of some kind. 'flogment' was a word that appeared on the heading. (now, 'flogment' is not a valid english word at all.) then i woke up, shrugged it off to do my work and then went for cell, and a long day ensued. but...


i felt like i was going to die. the despair.
i felt the moments where your life is doomed.
i think it'll help me appreciate the act on the cross more this Easter.

because mine was a fleeting moment.
His was real.