I'm annoyed, with judgment but most of all ignorance (extremely!). Even when I laid by it's side, acceptance, curiosity, wonder & amazement over whelmed. How can people be concerned so much about themselves? I've never been a child of the century, I'm not talking about technology but society (devastating the majority are: monkey see, monkey do). We all where tough self pride, I learned dignity.
If you're reading this, you've been in my life one way or another, you've entered the contract of Because I care . I care about the individuality of each and every person. I'd give my life for any one of you, truly.
When I was about the age of 14 I struggled with the belief of god's love. Finally about the age of 16 I understood (any of my relatives may recall when I bore my testimony that summer during our reunion Sunday). Gods love for me showed me his love for others, I feel it to this day.
You remember the girl shy quite? You called her remarkable, one of the most diligent to the doctrine. Me, I always went along with you're preachings hoping one day I'd believe it as much as I craved it. It took one boy to show me how to be true to myself, then a couple best friends to remind me who that was.
Truth can stand by itself. ~Brittany Castleton
Truth is rarely writ in ink; it lives in nature. ~Martin H. Fischer
Bluntly I'm young, but not a fool by any means. If religion wasn't the embrace of ignorance you could see it too. Mother you want the best for me, isn't the best only happiness? I know it now better than ever before. When I was 10 I wanted to wear tank tops, you told me I was to prepare to where garments, helplessly obedient. Father said: we should have worried about her. What was the sin? I loved him, divorce is separation just the same. Plainly I want to express, if only you could turn those plastic blinds, it pains me.
I'm grateful:
For those simple notes, from one kind heart appreciating another.
simple actions taken to show the same curtsies god gives each of us is understood by more than just me.
For those friends who are miles away but still txt me just to catch up.
For bloggs (notes) to build our bond the way I long, to keep up dated, to love you as if things never changed.
For words of understanding, judgment free our shared appreciation.
(the list goes on).
Earlier this evening my heart was full with bitterness for caring so much about each individual, these (memories) kind acts washed me clean of bitter selfishness. Heart full, over flowing tears of joy. Time is so little, but growing only deeper. Can you change your focal point, this is what concerns you?
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