Musings of a Teenage Sage

Hello. Have you ever wondered what makes life interesting? if it's the moments that blow your mind that carry you along or if it's all the moments in between? or if it's the dream of what could be? You can live life here and now or you can live life for what could be. it's a strange thought, because having hope for the future is good, but living for what is to come is bad, but living blind to what is to come is also bad. where is the medium? How, when there are two weeks left of school am i supposed to live here and now when all i want lies on the other side of two weeks? and yet what i want will not be as fulfilling as what i might imagine it will be. if you think one thing will make you happy, it will not fulfill your expectations, and sometimes the things you think will be the least enjoyable end up being the most. Life is strange like that, full of contradictions and things that define reason. Greatness in the eyes of man is not greatness in the eyes of God. The things the world despises, sinners and weak people, are the people that God chooses to use to build his kingdom. How does that work? It defies reason. Or perhaps reason has been skewed by sin. Perhaps reason is something other than that which we understand, and we will never understand until heaven. or maybe God just chooses the people you would least expect. I do not know. We were not meant to know. It's the not knowing that keeps us guessing, keeps us trying. "Kuz i am falling into grace, to the unknown to where you are, and faith makes everybody scared. it's the unkown, the don't know that keeps me hanging on and on to you." Maybe if we knew we'd be too scared. If we could see the end result, we'd never make the mistakes that let us learn. If we could see the end result, we'd never believe that God could pull us through some trial that makes us more like Him. Maybe it's better to be blind, to trust, to not know. Maybe it's better to just give in and be led, to trust and believe, because if we knew, life would be miserable. The good days would be ruined by the knowledge of the bad ones. Sometimes i think joy is a choice. it's forcing yourself to be like, this is the day the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. Sometimes, that's easy to say. Sometimes, it's really hard. Sometimes it has to be forced, like I Will rejoice and be glad in it. Sometimes it's like an overflow a praise from the heart.
Turn your eyes upon Jesus. Look full in his wonderful face, and the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of his glory and grace.

posted by Annie @ 7:15 PM