what would aliens think?

in either blue like jazz or searching for God knows what donald miller brings out an interesting thought. what if an alien came to earth and watched tv and just observed our culture? well tonight while watching the bachelor i couldn't help but wonder the same thing. yes, love was blossoming but also a heart was shattered. yes i know, they all signed up for it and knew it was coming but what baffles me is the fact that there was an opportunity for them to sign up. then again, who am i to argue? i watch just as much bad tv as the next person, but still i can't help but imagine what someone unfamiliar with the earth would think of our world.
this all comes to some of my recent epiphanies. (this is what happens when you stand around and fold clothes all day, i have time to think...) first is that i spend so much time trying to figure life out. honestly, where is this getting me? i think i will spend my entire life following this unreachable goal and before i know it, life will be over? but, it is just too hard to let it all go and just accept that i won't ever be able to completely comprehend the ways of the world. i know for a fact that there is a higher being out there, i believe in God and Jesus and i know that my life has been so blessed that there cannot not be them out there working for me and everyone else, you know? but in this world that we live in, i feel that, well at least for me, that i have been taught to always question more. i am a very argumentive person, i love a good debate and always want to learn more, but this is dangerous because you can't question faith, it is just something that is there.
i am learning (while reading waking the dead by john eldridge) that my heart and mind are two separate things and what is in my heart is important. people say your mind is reason and your heart is emotion, but really my heart is more than emotion. it's complicated to explain, but interesting to read about (i recommend the book).
moving on, today's big epiphany while walking around the department ready to pass out from sleepiness was that life really is all about the risk you take. just think about it, anything that has been truly rewarding, wasn't there some sort of leap you had to take for it? but then why are we so scared to take those leaps of faith? how can we overcome the initial fear to then sow the rewards of our accomplishment of not only taking the leap but a leap of faith? have i become so enamored with the idea of instant gratification as being the better option over patience? do i want to stay on ths side of the road and not go to the other side for fear of getting hurt in the process?
in one of my last couple blogs i posted a tile that i painted with a cs lewis quote where he says, "unsatisfied desire is in itself more desirable than any other satisfaction." but it's also scarier than anything else, well at least for me it is. i want to be satisfied with what i am doing, but i never want to be satiated because then there will be nothing left. the irony.
so i sit here and write my blog on life and its workings and am now more confused than when i started. have i accomplished anything by writing this? no. am i satisfied now that these words spilled out onto my keyboard? no. which will lead me to continue my pursuit of understanding what the heck is going on, but understanding it with the understanding that i just may never know, but really should just enjoy the process.