22 January 2006

what to say?

since i think no one really reads this, i think i can be just as candid as i would like...so we'll see. haha. anyways, i have been thinking about my life lately. i think that when i am alone, i do a lot of self reflection (this could be a good or bad thing...i haven't really decided yet). i've been thinking about this disease that i have. it's called discontentment. it has infected me first hand and has infiltrated my body and mind. i keep thinking that i am just behind or just doomed to be unattractive, or single forever, or any other number of ridiculous things. but i am slowly learning. i have been thinking about my place in this world. and then it hit me that my place in this world is no place at all. i wasn't made for this. i have been fighting with this discontentment, and bad attitude, when i am just not made for this place. i was not created to worry about my weight, my love life, or any other stupid thing that i worry myself with. the only thing i should be concerned with is giving my LORD His proper glory. everything else is just...well stuff. so i guess that's just my stuff for today. my stuff that i keep worrying about. so if you pray for me, ask the Lord to help me continue down this path toward Him, and away from the stupid stuff i keep thinking about. love you guys...kisses.
i guess i should leave a song since it's a tradition and all. this song holds strong silly & sentimental value to me, not necessarily from the lyrics, but just because (you'll have to ask me about that one...)

I Wish We'd All Been Ready
DC Talk

Life was filled with guns and war,
And all of us got trampled on the floor.
I wish we'd all been ready.

Children died, the days grew cold.
A piece of bread could buy a bag of gold.
I wish we'd all been ready.

And there's no time
To change your mind
The Son has come
And you've been left behind.

A man and wife asleep in bed,
She hears a noise, turns her head he's gone.
I wish we'd all been ready.
Two men walking up a hill,
One disappears, one's left standing still.
I wish we'd all been ready.

And there's no time
To change your mind
The Son has come
And you've been left behind
(oh yeah, ooh)
(yeah, alright)

The Father spoke, the demons dined.
How could you have been so blind?
And there's no time
To change your mind
The Son has come
And you've been left behind.

No, And there's no time
To change your mind
The Son has come
And you've been left behind

I hope we'll all be ready.
You've been left behind...

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