I'm a Masochist!

"Raise the lifeless
Die to fight this
Stand beside me
Storm the gates of Hell"
-Demon Hunter

As one who derives joy from pain, lets remember one thing: I'm not seriously a masochist.

I think I would call it dedicated.
I got poison ivy, and, instead of wallowing and waiting it out, I decided to fight back. Yeah! So, thinking about all the functions of the body in my "how things work" mentality, I undermined the best way to rid myself of poison ivy: "Let it all out, Get it all out, Rip it out, Remove it. Don't be alarmed when the wound begins to bleed"

I found a razor and began shaving at all the bumps. Then, I followed up with bleach. Ah, delicious bleach. Applications never were more fun. This is where the masochism / dedication clash. See, I enjoy the pain - why? Because I know that it is healing me. I know that I am getting rid of the bad, making way for the good. I think that it is perfectly fine to endure pain with joy, knowing the outcome. When you put alcohol on an open wound, it's pro's outweigh the con's.

Thinking in the mindset of a Christ follower, then, would it not be best to endure the pain of [this world] with the knowledge of the [world to come]?

Do the right things. Whats the worst that could happen?

(Little shout out to Heidi on the "living dangerous" thing)

I love the words to that song (and the music / vocals [screams, rather] aren't too bad) "Die to fight this." Can you really say you would?

I, being a male, am into the violence and stuff. I remember telling mom about how I wish there was just an enemy. One thing, that we could see, and rally against, and defeat. Something tangible. Something that can be, at once, up, then fall because of our determination.

Then Jesus has to go with the whole, "Turn the other cheek" - basically "We don't roll that way anymore. The times of giant wars are over - no more physical enemies, only invisible and enacting enemies" (we don't fight flesh and blood, but powers and principalities, anyone?)

So what is left for us, who are so aggressive? Pray with veins coming out of your face? Really dig in and write that letter to the government? God, we've become so lame in our wars.. How does one actually rid oneself of the urges that God instinctively designed him to feel?