But wait…. One person with an entire life. All their hopes, all their dreams. Who cares? How does it affect you? How will it affect me? How many people would be affected by that one death?
What becomes of them?
We say one life is no big deal. We think nothing of it. But what if it was your father? Your mother? What if it was your brother? Your sister? Would it still not matter? Could you still say “Only one person died.”? And…
Would that life be so insignificant? Would it still not be a big deal?
Who will carry on what you started? You could have changed the world. You could have made a difference. You could…
At the request of the amazing erinkenobi2893, I’ve decided to post this Avengers fanfiction I wrote a while back. It’s quite long (twenty-eight pages) so it’s going to be split into quite a few parts. I hope that you will all enjoy it!
*DISCLAIMER: This story is based off of the end of The Avengers. There are illusions to spoilers for said movie, so read with caution, but most are not major. Thor: The Dark World, Iron Man 3, and Captain America: The Winter Soldier, are not taken into account, and have not been watched by the author. That said, enjoy. 😉
“You guys worked together very well,” Nick Fury stated. “I know some of your fellow Avengers are hard to get along with—” A snort came from Steve Roger’s direction, and Fury glared at him. “—but overall you worked great as a team.” A knock sounded at the…
Hi, everyone! I recently finished a fun crocheting project that I’d like to share with you guys.
Yep, you got it! I just finished crocheting my first pair of fingerless gloves; not only that, but they’re Iron Man gloves!
Click here for the pattern I used. I must say that I definitely had to adjust the pattern a lot to accommodate for size differences, as I have really small hands. 😉 The cuffs of the gloves are a little big on me, so I’m going to try using elastic on them. I had a lot of fun doing this, and it was a pretty simple pattern; what I didn’t know was easy to look up on Youtube. 🙂 It is a little time consuming, and they’re definitely not every-day, all-purpose gloves, but they’re pretty neat. 😀
And, as a bonus, here’s the hammer I made for my Thor costume a while back…
Hello, dear readers, and sorry about the absence. I really shouldn’t have an excuse and if I do have one, it’s 1) college, 2) rough transfers, and 3) poor time management. So, really my fault this time, and I hope you enjoy the post.
Now, on to the point! I’ve probably told everyone about how I saw Captain America: The First Avenger on Sunday and absolutely loved it. I’ll probably review it once I have the chance to see it twice (I make it a rule not to review anything until the second watching, for obvious reasons; not that the second watch often changes my initial opinion), but for now I’m making a list of reasons why I loved it and why you should go see it if you haven’t yet. 😉 So, without further ado (and in no particular order):
Because underdogs. Everyone cheers for an underdog in a…
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day, the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were…
Why has this become such a negative thing? True, people use it as an excuse to do a lot of things. “Hey, you only live once, you know?” It gives them an excuse to do crazy things, like skydiving or bungee jumping or going on cruises or literally shopping until they drop. It supposedly gives them an excuse to do bad or sinful things, like steal or murder or deceive or drink.
But as Christians, we can change that into motivation.
After all, if you’re only going to live once (which everyone does… *gasp*) then why not mention your faith to the clerk at the grocery store? Why not leave an encouraging note on the table in the restaurant with your tip? Why not tell someone that Jesus loves them? Why not pray in public for those around you?
I though of this analogy yesterday while sitting in classes seeing all these kids who didn’t seem to care. It’s like a football game and they think the game hasn’t started yet. They think the game starts later. When they get to college. When they get a job. When they get married. When they have a baby. I’m not sure when exactly, but they think the game hasn’t started yet for them. They’re in their pre-game routine. Or they’re waiting for somebody to tell them in which direction to run.
The only problem is that the game has started and they’re falling behind. They’re in the first quarter. Score early, do the hard work now, and your chance of success is greater. Fall behind early, due to lack of preparation or effort, and your chance of success is less. The game has started, kiddoes, it’s time for a little effort…