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Name: Gary
Country: United States
State: Oklahoma
Metro: Norman
Birthday: 9/28/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: Friends, video games, ultimate frisbee, neopets, magic cards, 8-bit theater, homestarrunner, Taco Station, looking for hope in a bleak world
Expertise: Apparently, a jack of all trades is a master of none. I'm screwed for sure.
Occupation: Operations
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  godfinger85
Yahoo:  gg_alliance
Member Since:
1/22/2005
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| Seriously? Good to see that everyone continues to think they're better than everyone else. | | |
| "This is your life...are you who you want to be?"
Sometimes they sing this song at church, and last time it struck me because it was written in the font that Terry Pratchett uses for the voice of Death (Copper Gothic Bold or something like that). So if Death showed you your life and asked you if that was who you wanted to be, could you say yes?
A while back I was looking in a mirror and actually looked into my own eyes. I mean, really looked. It was weird and interesting to "see" myself - the experience, the pain, the happiness, everything that makes me me. Sometimes I catch random people's eyes while I'm walking along, and I can see their journeys in their eyes. Often we don't realize that other people are entire people, just like us with problems and experiences and stories. So take some time to look in your own eyes. See yourself for who you are. Know that you are unique, a mixture of yourself and everyone you've every met. A Spanish author once wrote that a protagonist is merely a combination of every other protagonist, every person that person has met. Think of the qualities and habits you've stolen or copied from people. Then look at how you've added your own touch to those things to make them your own. It's startling...but cool.
Well, that's about it. I think I'm about done with xanga. No one really says anything often enough to keep me interested, and it's not like I'm any better. Plus, it's just caused problems when I've said things...at least twice.
So there you have it. I don't apologize for anything I've said. Sometimes people need to know the kind of truth that makes you mad and get out and do something. Not that we seemed to accomplish a lot early this year, but whatever.
I'm going to Mexico. Maybe I'll write about it on xanga. But don't expect a lot.
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| Honduras was really frustrating this time. One of the worst things is that before we even left, we spent a night in a $2 million mansion. $2 million. And it's not even the owner's main estate. I can imagine only a few bigger wastes of money. It was not what I needed before going to spend eight days in a village that could be fed for a long, long time on the price of that house.
Some would say that all of the things, all of the stuff, all of the money we have is God's blessing. I don't believe that at all. Do we then mean that God blesses us more than He blesses the poor, the third world, and the have-nots? We're so quick to say, "Gee, we're so blessed to have these things," when implicit in that statement is that those who don't have things are not blessed. In my experience, those who have much, much less have much more faith than those who are financially stable. Are we implying that God withholds blessings from those who have more faith? Surely not!
The true blessings are these: the ability to love, the ability to enjoy the moment, the ability to relax, doing an honest day's work, the capacity to hope, the endurance to trust, and the faith that you matter to the only One that matters.
The world is important because it's our home. It's important because it's our gift. It's ok to focus on the world, but don't let that be your only focus. Focus on others, and focus on the true blessings you have...ones that have no earthly price.
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| Maybe the devil's greatest trick was making us think he doesn't exist.
Or maybe mankind's greatest trick is making something else responsible for our own actions.
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| If good is supposed to win in the end, why have a fight at all?
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