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Do our lives matter?
Does being a good person make a difference?
One Tree Hill tackled those questions last night. Granted, I don't agree with how the show handled the subject material, but it made for interesting television. Not that I watch One Tree Hill, I've become a passive viewer because my suitemates watch it. So I was unable to watch without having everything explained to me, but that's okay.
Everyone wants to think that their life matters. Otherwise, what is the point of living? We might not admit it, but I think deep down everyone wants to make a difference, or at least just to be known.
And everyone wants to believe everything will work out. We want to believe the good things will happen, but we get jaded. It made me think about how bitter and cynical I've gotten. I thought I had gotten over that. But examining my attitude as of late and my very countenance...I've been living like a very weary, burdened person. And I don't think that's really living at all.
I think we want to make a difference because we want life on Earth to have meaning. It gets so hard and so ugly at times, we clutch to that desire because it will make it all worth it. We want to believe everything will work out and it will be good because if the jaded ugliness is all there is to this harsh reality...what kind of world is this?
Here is what I believe.
I believe that this world is so harsh and ugly because of the fall. Sin has paved over paradise and put up a barren, ugly parking lot. We're surrounded by concrete but we were made for flowers and lush vegetation.
We struggle in this world because we get so caught up in the here and now. Thinking all this is. I believe there is life above this suffering.
I believe real life is found in God. Only in God do we find the true beauty that we were made for, the love that we were made for, the contentment and peace we were made for.
We're here because God loves us. I believe He handcrafted every human being that we are His workmanship and we are much loved and treasured. More precious that we can even begin to imagine.
Every human being wants to make a difference in this world because they want to last. If you touch one person's life, that person will touch another's, and then that person another's, and the cycle goes on. I think people are looking for eternal life through their actions. I believe eternal life, real life, can be found in God alone.
I think that a lot of our desires have gotten muddled up in this crazy world.
But this world is not all samsara. It's not just an existence of suffering. Because if we open our hearts to God, if we let True Love permeate our entire beings...then this world doesn't matter as much. We're here for a reason and life here is not all bad. But it's not everything. There is more, so much more beyond what we can comprehend.
Sometimes I think it is amazingly precious that this world is dark and jaded because it makes those times of true beauty stand out all the more brightly, glittering, a light on a hill shining for all to see. I can love God more because I know that those moments come from Him.
Dear Reader.
I love you.
But more importantly, Jesus loves you.
Think about that.
Does being a good person make a difference?
One Tree Hill tackled those questions last night. Granted, I don't agree with how the show handled the subject material, but it made for interesting television. Not that I watch One Tree Hill, I've become a passive viewer because my suitemates watch it. So I was unable to watch without having everything explained to me, but that's okay.
Everyone wants to think that their life matters. Otherwise, what is the point of living? We might not admit it, but I think deep down everyone wants to make a difference, or at least just to be known.
And everyone wants to believe everything will work out. We want to believe the good things will happen, but we get jaded. It made me think about how bitter and cynical I've gotten. I thought I had gotten over that. But examining my attitude as of late and my very countenance...I've been living like a very weary, burdened person. And I don't think that's really living at all.
I think we want to make a difference because we want life on Earth to have meaning. It gets so hard and so ugly at times, we clutch to that desire because it will make it all worth it. We want to believe everything will work out and it will be good because if the jaded ugliness is all there is to this harsh reality...what kind of world is this?
Here is what I believe.
I believe that this world is so harsh and ugly because of the fall. Sin has paved over paradise and put up a barren, ugly parking lot. We're surrounded by concrete but we were made for flowers and lush vegetation.
We struggle in this world because we get so caught up in the here and now. Thinking all this is. I believe there is life above this suffering.
I believe real life is found in God. Only in God do we find the true beauty that we were made for, the love that we were made for, the contentment and peace we were made for.
We're here because God loves us. I believe He handcrafted every human being that we are His workmanship and we are much loved and treasured. More precious that we can even begin to imagine.
Every human being wants to make a difference in this world because they want to last. If you touch one person's life, that person will touch another's, and then that person another's, and the cycle goes on. I think people are looking for eternal life through their actions. I believe eternal life, real life, can be found in God alone.
I think that a lot of our desires have gotten muddled up in this crazy world.
But this world is not all samsara. It's not just an existence of suffering. Because if we open our hearts to God, if we let True Love permeate our entire beings...then this world doesn't matter as much. We're here for a reason and life here is not all bad. But it's not everything. There is more, so much more beyond what we can comprehend.
Sometimes I think it is amazingly precious that this world is dark and jaded because it makes those times of true beauty stand out all the more brightly, glittering, a light on a hill shining for all to see. I can love God more because I know that those moments come from Him.
Dear Reader.
I love you.
But more importantly, Jesus loves you.
Think about that.