is the 1-year birthday of my blog! To celebrate, I’m going to let the reader (YOU!) request a topic I haven’t touched upon yet (or want me to reiterate on). Leave me a comment or write on my wall (you can also message me if you wish to remain anonymous). You have until the 2nd of February.
If this goes well, then I will choose a topic out of the list and write about it.
COMMENCE URINATION COMMENTS.
Sometimes I want to move. Move schools, move houses, move neighborhoods, move states, move countries, whatever.
Sometimes I wish I hadn’t moved.
Sometimes I wish I could see something from someone else’s point of view.
Sometimes I wish he or she could see that same thing from mine.
Sometimes I wish I could write better.
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t such a grammar Nazi.
Sometimes I wish I was born in the past, when people were less dumb.
Sometimes I wish I was born in the future, when the world was ruled by machines.
Sometimes I wish I could change.
Sometimes I wish the world would change.
Sometimes I wish I was more outgoing.
Sometimes I wish I was more to myself.
But… I wish, that, all the time, I could get along with my friends better.
I wish I had the will to do things.
I wish so many things that..
It’s safe to say that I’m not content with the way I am; with who I am.
Hm. Maybe.
I know a very small number of people who are, 100%.
Every single one of us lives in fear. Don’t try to deny it. Each of us has a fear of being judged, being rejected. Whatever. Fear of the future. “What if my parents die tomorrow?” “What if I don’t live to see tomorrow?”
Those of you who know God, do not worry. Put your faith in God. Always remember that God has a plan for you.
Let us live, not in fear, but rather, in confidence. Let us live confidently in the power and might of our GOD. Do not LIVE in the fear of being judged. Do not care for your image, no matter what ANYBODY says; none of that matters in the kingdom of Heaven.
Therefore, my brothers and sisters: united under the name of God. Spread, share and speak the truth of Christ. Show the love that God shows and gives you. Live love loud.
We need only a handful of people to start this. Only a few. To do what? To start a chain reaction. There are so many “secret agent” Christians in this school, in this country, in this world. Reach out and encourage them as brothers and sisters of Christ.
“Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and telling them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of age.” Matthew 28 : 19-20 (NIV)
These past few weeks (or months), we’ve had to write an essay on The Scarlet Letter and conformity/nonconformity, if you so chose. Nonconformity, by Thoreau’s words, is the ability to live by your own rules and morals; to not follow society in any way, shape or form.
I’d been thinking about this over break and such, and one (very, VERY late) night I stumbled my way into a religious discussion. One of the things my friend said was that suppression is not a good thing. “Sooner or later, you’ll explode.” (It was said literally at the time.) But now, I can see it in a very figurative way.
This year, I had also been reflecting on my life. I had always been one of the “naughty,” “trouble-making” boys in school. Then I thought about how I had always been called to the vice principal’s office, about how he (or she) always tried to tell me not to do something because it was “wrong.” But then I thought about how all points above related–children get no choice in conformity. But that’s a lesser problem.
Children who are repressed in their behaviors are going to go “kablooey” later in life. My hyperactive behavior was obviously repressed and now I’m facing the repercussions, which are my being a “creep” and a “weirdo.” It’s no doubt that kids who were repressed have turned into rapists or “sex offenders,” as the euphemism goes.
But isn’t this the same thing?
I realize that the title is a bit redundant at this point, with all the status updates and whatnot, but I just wanted to say it again. Live. Love. Loud. It’s music to my ears.
I learned a lot this retreat. A lot more than I thought I would, at least. Learned so much about God and his love.
I met new people. Hopefully everybody will know everybody else at one point.
But I can’t lie and say that everything was all dandy, all the time. There was a lot of other crud (implying bad stuff) that happened during retreat. Negative thoughts flew around my head. My friend and I butt heads with each other. Fuses were blown (both literally and figuratively).
Yet, through all the stuff that went wrong, all the stuff that went well just overpowered the negative.
Revival. Redemption. Removing.
I seem to have forgotten how to write grammatically correct in English.