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I found this Church Sign Generator, It's cute, and fun to play with. Check out my sign. It's actually scary seeing my name like "PASTOR JOE PHILIPSON" Hmmm....Freaky. Right now I'm sitting at work. Rather bored. I work at Abbey Carpets now, it's a chain of carpet stores. I work for 2 big cry babies. I used to work here almost a year ago now, I left because they stopped paying there employees because they were going out of business. They called me and wanted me to start working for them again, this is my second week of work and guess what? Haven't gotten payed yet. I hope Best Buy comes through, if not, then I'll just have to trust that God will provide something for me. Maybe a Ram in the thicket...

I'm going to my church's Teen Winter Retreat this weekend. So I ditch school and get to go to Disneyland for the day and get to boss around 8th graders. It's going to be great.

Something that has been bugging me lately was that Betty had to get her blood tested because her sister has Hepatitis, one from a virus. She is a twin so there was a chance that she had it too. There was also the chance that she had it genetically becuase Betty's mom and dad both had hepatitis. This was nerve-racking because if Betty ended up having this incurrable and contagious disease it would have short-term and long-term consequences. Short-term would be that we would stop dating and she would stop talking to me, she would pack up her stuff and leave immediately for home. Tough huh? The Long-term consequences would be that she would never marry, never have kids, and would die young. As a compassionate guy I told her, "You don't have to worry cause I'll be there for you." However, deep inside I, myself worried. This would mean the end of our relationship. Was I serious enough to contemplate contraction a life threatening disease to be with her? To have kids that would grow up with disease? Even if the type of Hepatitis that she had wasn't contagious, would I marry a girl knowing that she wouldn't live past her first child's 13th birthday? Could I then raise kids and be a widower? Could I enter a relationship knowing I would outlive my mate by 50% and that my kids could have the same disease? All these questions and much more swept through my mind. I didn't know what to think or how to act. What if the results were negative? Then life would go on. But if they were positive. I also thought about other people and there relationships. Anybody could contract cancer at anypoint, even after a year of marriage. So I ask you. Would you marry someone you loved knowing that the would die at age 35? How would that be different from not knowing? Some people wish that they could know the future, but as human's, if we knew the future I believe we'd all go insane trying to prevent things that were already foretold. Or maybe we would accept things and live our life to it's fullest.

She told me the test results today. And this is what it felt like in text:
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An eternity pretty much. She came up negative, she was healthy and kickin'. So it's been a good day I'd have to say.