Odd, dad, just odd...

"Mr. Green" in Korea, World Youth Day 2009
(I don't know who dubbed him Mr. Green)

Whenever my dad gets passioned about his "conspiracy theories", I get a little quiet. I realized with some help that it's just my weakness for personal preference (AKA, pet peeve). It's just the way he talks about those things. I don't think I'd ever really deny anything he says, because most of the time he's right.

I need to get over those pet peeves. They're a magnificent obstacle to charity.

Anyway, my dad believes (and he says he has his sources, which is true) that the source of all this climate change (and so affirming that there is such a thing) is the extreme mass amount of

cellphones.

I guess I wouldn't be surprised, because I don't really know all that much anyway. Microwaves, gamma rays, etc etc. The hair that breaks the camel's back and all that jazz.

Another obstacle to learning charity: an inherent propensity to NOT use the phone.

The deacon called my house today. How random!

I loved today because I chose to do it. It's still not over yet, though.

Charity is patient, is kind: charity envieth not, dealeth not perversely; is not puffed up; Is not ambitious, seeketh not her own, is not provoked to anger, thinketh no evil; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth with the truth; Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. Charity never falleth away: whether prophecies shall be made void, or tongues shall cease, or knowledge shall be destroyed. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, that which is in part shall be done away.

When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But, when I became a man, I put away the things of a child. We see now through a glass in a dark manner; but then face to face. Now I know in part; but then I shall know even as I am known. And now there remain faith, hope, and charity, these three: but the greatest of these is charity.