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Dec 17, 2007 20:40

 I started to write an entry, then got bogged down because I was trying to make it all wordy and intricate and crap.  Evidently I don't write like that anymore.  Hmmm...

Isn't funny how some things are just never coming back?  Like parachute pants, shrinky-dinks or britney spears' sanity?  I've been thinking about this since I crashed my truck.  I mean, I loved that thing, and it's been a part of my life for more than half of it.  Now it's gone, and it's not coming back.  But that's just a thing.  It's value can be measured.  What about people?  What about the people that are never coming home?  The one's who walk out the door and never knock again.  The one's who say good night and never get a chance to say good morning.  I know this is depressing to think about, but it has made me value relationships so much more.

I've really stopped caring what letters end up on my report card.  They just don't really matter to me anymore.  They really don't mean anything.  I know some people like to say "knowledge is power" and "a good education is the key to success" but they don't ever define "power" or "success".  I don't want to be powerful, and I don't care if I'm successful or not.  In about seventy years or so, I'll be dead.  My body and my brain will be totally devoid of worth, and whatever "knowledge" they contain will evaporate with my last breath.  So I choose not to invest in something so fleeting.  At least not where that investment interferes with knowing the God of the Universe more deeply.  I don't have any real ambition.  To some that may be a curse, but I see it as a blessing.  I don't have a plan for my life, so it's much easier to follow God's plan for me.  The only thing I really seek is Him.  And He's taken me some really amazing places.
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