i may or may not be a predestined hobo

andrew frazer picked me up off the streets of wheaton. it was such a hobo moment. so we went to half-price books with david vogel. where i bought two really old books. 1891 and 1946. for no good reason. i mean. i know why i bought them. but i don't know why i bought them. you know? ugh. i'm not sure what i'm going to do with them. i have ideas. but i don't know what i'm going to do with them. why am i still doing this...?

i don't feel like philosophizing, but here it goes. what is the purpose of humanity? god created us when he didn't need to, and so should have sovereignty over us, as we are his creation. however, why were we created? i have heard that the chief end of man is to glorify god, but if he needs our worship, than he must have been lacking it before we created, and so not a "complete" god. so maybe he doesn't need it. but he desires it. desire also insinuates the lack of something does it not? there doesn't seem to be a good reason for god to create us. did he need something to love? surely not, he loves and receives love from himself as demonstrated by his triune nature. so there it is: what was god's reason for creating humanity? it also ties into predestination in that some were created to go to hell while others to heaven, which seems strange.

"...it don't break even..." -The Script