Monday, June 9, 2008

on the blog again..

I've been away from my blog for almost a year.. and my best friend and roommate Amber pointed it out to me. So, today, i'm back.. for a while i suppose.

Alot going on. Every day. Something new to make me wonder why. To make me want to see through to the future. Will I ever find a boy worth my time? Will I ever find a job that pays enough money to pay my bills with ease? Will I find a career that will make me happy, but yet not make me scared at the same time? What is in store for the future?

I don't know what matters more, the future or the present. As far as what goes on and living life, the present, but if the present makes me sad, shouldn't the future and what will change be my focus for a day or two?

Family. What describes this noun? When describing family, generally you hear two adjectives, related and love. What is the most important of the two? In order for a "related" family to be formed, one has to "love" another to make the family. It all flows together. But what if someone is added to your "family" and noone loves them, and they aren't related? Oh, i suppose he will be loved at some point, some way. I'm sure in a way besides being "in love." Point: My mom is getting married. She's known him for maybe two months, and she plans to marry him on saturday. This bothers me. It bothers me to know that she is marrying someone she doesn't know. She is making a commitment out of the Lord's eyes. It makes me sad to know that she doesn't see the marriage as something as precious as I see marriage. I see marriage as something so great. Some bond more important than anything else besides the bond you have with God. I find marriage something that should be unbreakable. If you don't know the person, if you don't know their family, if you don't know what goes on in the minds of the other person.. how can you make that marriage unbreakable? how does it happen? what makes it strong? Something has to change.

Our world is coming to an end. The world as we know it is slowing leaking into a puddle and going down the drain. What are we becoming?

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