Friday, February 13, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Just finished reading Do Hard Things by Alex & Brett Harris. I’d recommend this book for any teenager looking for something else in life. The authors also started the Rebelution website.
The book gives an insight into the low expectations our culture has for teenagers. Think about, if we do something to strive for excellence, the first thing most ppl say is, “At least there not doing drugs, having sex, etc.” Well it doesn’t have to be that way. Teenage years are not the time to party and have fun. Not necessarily that you can’t have fun, but that should not be the main focus.
We need to strive above and beyond what the cultural norm is. We need to DO HARD THINGS. Whether that be doing little normal things continually day after day or joining forces with other ppl to decrease world hunger. All are part of the kingdom of God. We Don’t need to wait until we are “grownup” to further the kingdom of God.
Personally, I need to continue searching for God and finding what he wants me to strive for. There are so many things I can do. But am I willing. Are we willing to do what God wants us to do? Are we willing to lay aside our own ambitions for the kingdom of God?
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen
World is cold the bold men take action
Have to react to get blown into fractions
Ten years old is something to see
Another kid my age drug under the jeep
Taken and bound and found later under the tree
I wonder if he thought the next one could be me
Do you see the soldiers they're out today
They brush the guts with bullet proof vests away
It's ironic at times like this you pray
But a bomb blew up the mosque yesterday
There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads
Inside your market, your shops, your clothes
My dad he's got a lot of fear I know
But enough pride inside not to let that show
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine
On the back, he handwrote a quote inside
When the rich wage war it's the poor who die
Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
In their living room laughing like "what did he say?"