and so then...
--- They hang there, the stars, like notes on a page of music, free-form verse, silent mysteries swirling in the blue like jazz. ---
I am so glad that I have started reading books. I feel challenged, I feel stretched, I question my thoughts and why I think them, I grow...it is awesome. I just finished reading Blue Like Jazz, by Donald Miller, and I feel a sense of accomplishment. Outside of that I have been made aware of so many things I often forget, and even though I don't necessarly agree with everything said it was still amazing.
One of the later chapters in the book is about community and our need for other people. He told his story of living in the woods with a bunch of hippies for a month and how they did nothing but show love to him. Maybe sometimes they showed a little too much love...if you get what I am saying...but they had something that churches often miss. A true sense of community and acceptance. I enjoyed that story...
I all of a sudden have an erge to move out to vancouver...or BC (the whole province) for that matter. I don't want to go long...maybe just a month...but I also don't really want to bring anything with me. I am trying to put into words why I feel like going and what I want to do...but it is hard. This could be because I am often horrible at expressing my thoughts, but nonetheless it is so. Maybe I just want to do this because it sounds so exciting or even risky...but the more I think about it, the more amazing it sounds. My parents probably will think I am crazy...maybe in a few hours I will no longer want to go...but for now I will remain excited. I am already formulating how I will do it in my mind. How I will travel around. How I will...but will I?
I don't know...
Kyle.
I am so glad that I have started reading books. I feel challenged, I feel stretched, I question my thoughts and why I think them, I grow...it is awesome. I just finished reading Blue Like Jazz, by Donald Miller, and I feel a sense of accomplishment. Outside of that I have been made aware of so many things I often forget, and even though I don't necessarly agree with everything said it was still amazing.
One of the later chapters in the book is about community and our need for other people. He told his story of living in the woods with a bunch of hippies for a month and how they did nothing but show love to him. Maybe sometimes they showed a little too much love...if you get what I am saying...but they had something that churches often miss. A true sense of community and acceptance. I enjoyed that story...
I all of a sudden have an erge to move out to vancouver...or BC (the whole province) for that matter. I don't want to go long...maybe just a month...but I also don't really want to bring anything with me. I am trying to put into words why I feel like going and what I want to do...but it is hard. This could be because I am often horrible at expressing my thoughts, but nonetheless it is so. Maybe I just want to do this because it sounds so exciting or even risky...but the more I think about it, the more amazing it sounds. My parents probably will think I am crazy...maybe in a few hours I will no longer want to go...but for now I will remain excited. I am already formulating how I will do it in my mind. How I will travel around. How I will...but will I?
I don't know...
Kyle.