Thursday, March 29, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Easy to read?
I think that my face shows what I'm thinking without me realizing it.
And then people guess what's going on around in my head,
and I honestly wonder how they knew that...
Maybe I need a different perspective.
Maybe i'll carry a mirror around all day,
and pull it out when I'm talking to people.
I think that my face shows what I'm thinking without me realizing it.
And then people guess what's going on around in my head,
and I honestly wonder how they knew that...
Maybe I need a different perspective.
Maybe i'll carry a mirror around all day,
and pull it out when I'm talking to people.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Something worth respect
Have you ever known someone for quite a while without actually really knowing them? I don't know it you'll understand what I'm trying to get at here, but there are certain people in life that you meet but never actually get to know.
For example, You know whether or not they have any siblings, you know what they enjoy doing with their free time, you know what they look like and how they act towards you but you know nothing about them as an individual.
You don't know what their views are on God or life. You don't know what they feel, or dream, or think about. You don't know why they like the activities that they do. You almost feel as if that person is never being "real" with you. Never willing to step out of their comfort zone in fear that they will get hurt, or judged.
I find that "friendships" like this are quite shallow in a way, because you have nothing to go on. You can't respect them for what they believe because you don't know why they believe it. You can't carry on a conversation with this person because you don't know what to talk about.
I know somebody like this, somebody I try very hard to get to know, to figure out, to respect, to understand. But no matter how hard I try I can't ever find anything I can relate with.
But today was different. For the first time I saw this person being real. The facade was gone, the wall they put up was gone, and all that was left was them. And for the first time, I saw something that wasn't fake, wasn't made up, but was real. I got a peek into their life, into who they were, into what they were going through. I could see that for this person it was a very hard thing to do. It was putting themselves on uncharted territory, left alone for people to judge them, to see into something probably very private and personal.
And for the very first time, I felt like maybe I could relate with something about this person. I felt like maybe I was finally getting something that was real. Something worth respect.
K
For example, You know whether or not they have any siblings, you know what they enjoy doing with their free time, you know what they look like and how they act towards you but you know nothing about them as an individual.
You don't know what their views are on God or life. You don't know what they feel, or dream, or think about. You don't know why they like the activities that they do. You almost feel as if that person is never being "real" with you. Never willing to step out of their comfort zone in fear that they will get hurt, or judged.
I find that "friendships" like this are quite shallow in a way, because you have nothing to go on. You can't respect them for what they believe because you don't know why they believe it. You can't carry on a conversation with this person because you don't know what to talk about.
I know somebody like this, somebody I try very hard to get to know, to figure out, to respect, to understand. But no matter how hard I try I can't ever find anything I can relate with.
But today was different. For the first time I saw this person being real. The facade was gone, the wall they put up was gone, and all that was left was them. And for the first time, I saw something that wasn't fake, wasn't made up, but was real. I got a peek into their life, into who they were, into what they were going through. I could see that for this person it was a very hard thing to do. It was putting themselves on uncharted territory, left alone for people to judge them, to see into something probably very private and personal.
And for the very first time, I felt like maybe I could relate with something about this person. I felt like maybe I was finally getting something that was real. Something worth respect.
K
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Let it Rain
The LORD reigns
Let the earth be gladLet the distant shores rejoice
Clouds and thick darkness surround himRighteousness and justice are the foundations of his throne
Fire goes before him and consumes his foes on every side
His lightning lights up the world
The earth sees and trembles
The MOUNTAINS melt like wax before the LORD
Before the LORD of all the earth
The heavens proclaim his righteousness
And ALL peoples will see his Glory
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Thorn
Girl: There's a thorn in my finger.
I know you can take it out, but that will be painful.
Gardener: I can remove it from your finger, but you're right. It will be painful.
Girl: Wouldn't it just be easier to let the thorn be?
The thorn is less painful than the process of removing it.
Gardener: Not in the long run. Trust me daughter.
Girl: I'm scared.
Gardener: Are you ready?
Girl: Yes, take it out.
Gardener: Alright.
I know you can take it out, but that will be painful.
Gardener: I can remove it from your finger, but you're right. It will be painful.
Girl: Wouldn't it just be easier to let the thorn be?
The thorn is less painful than the process of removing it.
Gardener: Not in the long run. Trust me daughter.
Girl: I'm scared.
Gardener: Are you ready?
Girl: Yes, take it out.
Gardener: Alright.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Work
So today I had my official first day of work. Basically just imagine 34 hyped up 6-8 year olds. I worked at a community centre today for the march break program from 9 in the morning till 5 in the evening. I am utterly exhausted.
Other than being exhausted I pretty much had a good day even though the kids didn't listen very well. I got to know some other people my age that I was working with, and the best part is, is that I'm actually getting paid.
So, I'm tired yet happy.
I go back on Friday.
Other than being exhausted I pretty much had a good day even though the kids didn't listen very well. I got to know some other people my age that I was working with, and the best part is, is that I'm actually getting paid.
So, I'm tired yet happy.
I go back on Friday.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
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