isnt it?
Scenerio:
its a great, bright, not too hot, not too cold, breezy, but not too breezy, day.
you are driving, but not too far, and there are other people around, but not too many people.
life is good, but not TOO good, and you are smiling.
and then something like THIS happens to you:
and your day is GONE!
...
i found out that i will not be having a room to myslf today, and on top of that, i know the person and im pretty sure me and him wont jive.
weird, huh?
i was told that this year was going to be an INCREDIBLE year, and that God was going ot do some crazy, UNEXPECTED things in my life.
but, the person who told me this said, i would have to choose to live into God's plan.
hmmm.....
i've never been one to stand up to things. I tend to be different in a lot of things i do, sure, but most of the time it is in a general anti-conformist attitude. but, standing straight up to someone or soemthing has never been my forte.
when and if i have done it in the past, it generally ends up with me having some HUGELY over-romanticized version of what will happen play in my head, and then i try to emmulate said vision and i stumble over my words or say them so incredibly fast (to add a sense of vigor behind what i am saying) and in the process of trying to be overly-profound i end up becoming wholly incomprehensible, thus making the life-altering moment i was trying to create completely moot.
so, heres to trying to get out of my own way to live the Life that God has for me.
God help us all.
love you guys,
-Josh
1 comment:
The first thing you should do is get him talking a little bit. Then, when you're long into the conversation, offer to show him your surgery scars, do it, and then describe it in lurid detail. This will accomplish a great many desirable goals, most of which will be way more fun if I leave it a surprise.
But seriously, one of life's little skills we have to develop is how to develop a truly peaceful way of dealing with conflict, successfully and maturely signaling when we've "had enough," and practicing for life after college: the merciless, brutal, and utterly disillusioning reality of life after those precious twenties--the world of the owners and the owned--and the third element of those who possess nothing, yet have everything.
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