Monday, October 17, 2005 Looking ahead
Sincerity is what matters the most, no matter who where what and how, to me even if someone has commited a great sin, as long as he's willing to repent i'm ready to look past his faults. Another quote from van, that if you wanna pray, do it quietly and all, as she said its in the bible somewhere. Prayer is about talking to God, personally time and space with him. Thats what i prefer though, the silence and personal time. Just not used to the jumping all singing that kinda stuff. And praise and worship was done one time too many, though some of the sharings were interesting.
The movie they showed, "the left foot" also made me think alot. For someone who doesn't give up, thats what i think is the true meaning of life. To not give up in what you believe and to trust there is always hope somewhere. No matter what the circumstances, i believe that God is always there, though you might never notice it. One of the sister had put it this way, your heart keeps you alive. Put a hand to your heart, and you feel it beating in a strong rythm. Take your hand away and you dont feel it any more, but yet it's still beating and beating. Trust in God and sincerity i believe is what's most important to him. So what if you might go to church every weekend and proclaim your love for him but yet in times of desperation your trust falters and you give up. So what if you go for confession but time and time again you commit the same sin. Words and actions are two different things, you dont need to do great things to show your love for God. It's those small simple actions that reflect the God inside of us. If i were God i would rather invite one who has although never been to church, confession, or whatever but yet is kind and sincere in his actions into the gates of heaven, then one who proclaims his love and all to everyone but inside is unkind and harsh to the people around him. Not that i'm saying the christian way of worship is wrong, in fact many of them are nice people, and they do really show the love of God.
Ultimately, listen to your heart to tell you whats right and wrong. Thats what i believe. Trust and sincerity, learn to forgive, learn to love, even though we are only humans, but we must still try.....trust in God to believe anything can happen, thats what i learn.
And yes dan this paragraph is for you!haha though i have nothing much to say cept where are the presents?heh just kidding take care aiights and dont worry, true friends will never forget you whereever you are, so yea i bet xxy and all the gym people will be waiting for you to return soon.Especially with those presents =). I'm sure jing and sean are also happy to see you return soon, and again especailly with those boxes *hint*.
Promos..not much to say...just that never meet expectations..time to mug harder to those who din make it, too bad dont wallow in misery. Work for it. Its not the end yet. So dont give up.
Ev'ryone considered him the coward of the county.
He'd never stood one single time to prove the county wrong.
His mama named him Tommy, the folks just called him yellow,
But something always told me they were reading Tommy wrong.
He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison.
I took care of Tommy 'cause he was my brother's son.
I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy:
"Son, my life is over, but yours is just begun.
Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
Now it don't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you're old enough to understand:
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man."
There's someone for ev'ryone and Tommy's love was Becky.
In her arms he didn't have to prove he was a man.
One day while he was workin' the Gatlin boys came callin'.
They took turns at Becky.... There we're three of them!
Tommy opened up the door and saw his Becky cryin'.
The torn dress, the shattered look was more than he could stand.
He reached above the fireplace and took down his daddy's picture.
As the tears fell on his daddy's face, He heard these words again:
"Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
Now it won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you're old enough to understand:
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man."
The Gatlin boys just laughed at him when he walked into the barroom.
One of them got up and met him halfway 'cross the floor.
When Tommy turned around they said, "Hey look! ol' yellow's leavin'."
But you coulda heard a pin drop when Tommy stopped and locked the door.
Twenty years of crawlin' was bottled up inside him.
He wasn't holdin' nothin' back; he let 'em have it all.
When Tommy left the barroom not a Gatlin boy was standin'.
He said, "This one's for Becky," as he watched the last one fall.
And I heard him say,
"I promised you, Dad, not to do the things you done.
I walked away from trouble when I can.
Now please don't think I'm weak, I didn't turn the other cheek,
and Papa, I sure hope you understand:
Sometimes you gotta fight when you're a man."
Ev'ryone considered him the coward of the county.
Painting the sky grey @ 9:11 PM
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