Hello InterWebs Space World!

So lately has been very busy. I have started a manga with some friends which is drawing inspiration from our normal, hectic, insane lives, complete with demon possessed cats. Writing a manga is especially hard for me because I can't really draw that well so my friend is drawing, while a second friend helps come up with ideas, while I write the plot and dialogue. To make things a bit harder I am states away from the friend who is drawing the manga. But we are super excited about it, maybe I will put some of my horrible sketches up here to encourage any readers who think they are bad at art!

Also I am nearly twenty chapters into the novel that I am writing. This has also been a hard task as I find I rewrite more than I can add and have recently found edits that I never had the time to implement. However, I remain excited about the characters who fill my waking life and dreams with their own fears, concerns, hopes, dreams, drama, loves, and hates. Any writer will tell you that they finish stories not only for the stories sake, but because once you have developed your characters they demand that you tell their story, that you give them life, and and end. I long for the day when I can at long last introduce them to the world. 

As life would have it I am also in the middle of three four hundred level classes in college and have come to the understanding that professors think we all spend our days watching the grass grow wishing we had more books to read. I am also about to start into a fifteen day spout of spiritual disciplines (although I have to do this for class I am actually looking forward to continuing this in my daily life). But life gets hectic and then it becomes messy.

   For any of my fellow college students or even high school students out there who believe that life just doesn't quit allow me to share my recent crappy experience with you. I recently read the wrong three hundred page book for one of my classes. This was a horrible "last straw" for me and I nearly broke down in class. But recently I have been trying to look of the bright side and that bright side is that I am now more fully prepared for my class than most of my class mates, even if most of them will hand their paper in on time. Sometimes the littlest things can make our lives feel like they are falling apart. We put time and effort, energy and sweat, blood and tears into something to try to get it done, make it work, be the best, just to watch all our efforts fail. Yet we should not be discouraged. Do not let the rough edges of life get the better of you, instead move forward and learn to find your identity in something better. 

  Who we are is so much more than who we think we need to be, who we wish were were, who we were born as. Who we are is more than the life we were handed, than the family we were born into, than the wrong things we have done. Who we are is so much more than what people see when they look at us, what we see when we look in the mirror. Who we are determines our eternity, shapes our world view, and colors our world. 
  I would love to challenge anyone reading this to examine their identity, to take a deep look at who they think they are and to ask some of the scarier questions. 

Who we are shapes how we live, and who we live for.

May your answer lie with Christ the one who paid the price to erase your past. He who died to kill the wrongs we have done, the wrongs we have thought, the wrongs we have wanted to do. He who rose again to win the victories over our struggles, to be the light that would lead us to His house for rest. 
Let your hope and your identity lie with Him, because He is the one who gave you life, who wants to give you life forever. 

As always feel free to contact me with questions.


Thank you for reading if you made it all the way through,
May the light of Christ be ever at your path, 

Ross