A few thoughts

In life we keep pushing things till tomorrow. We almost always say "yeah I'll do it later", but is later always promised. Millions and millions of people die each day, are all of them saved? How can we as Christians sit back and watch the fireworks and say "well, I can tell my friend about God later", what if your friend isn't there later? We keep waiting until everything goes our way. If we kept on sitting waiting for everything to be exactly perfect, we could be sitting here for a long time. 

One of the worst things people can say is "you're too young". People set an age limit on who can do great things, and who can't, but does God? We need to stop waiting until we are all older and work with the chances that God gives us to let him shine through us. 

Another thing; we get so caught up in church, that we forget about what it's all about. We go to church and we work on making sure that the time fits perfectly and that everything flows smoothly, but when it comes to helping other people and having a real relationship with God, we blow it and forget about it all. Sadly the pastors get caught up in preaching a good sermon, but don't take time to really help the broken man. Why do Christians preach of love, but when it comes down to it, sometimes they just preach but show no actions?

I wish we could all just change for the better...

Tragic American Life

  
            America has been ok but it's the judgement I'm afraid I'll get when I go to school. I'm a tom-boy/ slash girl but I love to get messy and weird! A couple days ago i stepped in mud and a girl was like "Ugh! That is so GROSS! You should get it clean!" And I was like in my head, it's mud. God made dirt, dirt won't hurt! If only she grew up in Africa she would understand! I mean it's not my fault she was stuck in the middle of the World of Plastic! Whatever...
  
              I'm a nerd and I'm proud to call myself one. I'm actually not afraid of what people think. Here in America I get along better with boys 'cause I like video games and comic books and what not. I always try to get into a conversation with a girl about those things but all they care about is make-up and boys. It's so frustrating! One girl was saying she was trying to read Lord of the Rings. and I got into this whole talk about it. A "talk" with myself. She just sat there and looked at me. I know this one girl who is a math wiz and she is in my grade. Then the horrible question came along when I was talking to her. "Well, I like Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Batman, Hunger Games, X-Men, and so on..." She looked at me and nodded an smile awkwardly.
      
            Anyways, I'm not your average teenage American girl. I'm different and God made me that way. I hope I can find someone as great as you Liz who understands me.
                                                
                                                  I found this quote that applies to this kinda:

            If I'm weird around you,

           It's because I'm comfortable.

~Amber

Touch my brother and I'll break you

This is a little song about how I would stand up for my brother.


You can beat on me and push me around
But if you touch my brother, you’ll be gone before you can hear the sound
This is my last hope, my last wish
You take that away and I’ll make sure you never lived

Try me, but don’t you dare try him
That’s the last mistake you could ever make
We might fight, but he’s my last hope, my last wish
This is my family, you break it, I break you

Come; pick your hands up from your sides
This is the last thing I would ever let slide
Come on; pick those hands up from your sides
Try and run away, I’d like to see you try

I pick him up from the ground
You hurt him and of that you’re proud
Come here; let’s see how tough you are.
Let’s see your pride, when you’re on your knees

Come; pick your hands up from your sides
This is the last thing I would ever let slide
Come on; pick those hands up from your sides
Try and run away, I’d like to see you try


Fear this, because I fear it too
You’ll wish you would have, when I’m done with you
Fear this, because I fear it too
You’ll wish you would have, when I’m done with you

Brother, Be Young

This isn't about me. It's about a girl I know. Poor thing. She is pretty bummed out about life right now. I wrote this poem based on her and from her perspective.
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my dear brother, I love and I miss

he doesn't think when he acts, and it hits like a fist

Mother, dear Mother, it's SO unfair

you give me these rules, but let him dye his hair?!

I want him to change, I wish he'd be kind

he's ruined his life, and with that ruined mine

I miss our young days, when we played and were friends

does he think of me now? do those days have an end?

I love him so much, but he's dieing inside

I want him to love me, but he wants to hide

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Even though what's going on with her has nothing to do with me, I feel like I have the same feelings as her right now, and I am truly sad with her today. To anyone like me who might have a friend that is really depressed, my advice is plain and simply to point them to Jesus. Sometimes, though, they just need someone to listen.  Just give them an ear - just listen. Let them yell at you. Who else do they have to yell at and get their feelings out to? That is what friends are for.   :)  And Jesus is our best friend. We can always talk to Him as well.

Matthew 11:28 ESV

Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.


Colossians 3:15 NIV
Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.

My Analogy of Life

Life: We are all vampires craving blood. We look everywhere for it, from under our beds to the end of the rainbow. Sometimes we find what seems to be the real thing, but it's all trash. It's satisfying, but only until it reaches our stomachs, and our stomachs cry "What the heck?! This isn't gonna cut it!"

At the end of the day we return to our houses, disappointed the we just can't seem to find what we want in life. But the next day it's past the shelf in the kitchen and out the door again for another search. The ironic thing is that on that kitchen shelf is a bottomless container of the exact blood we look for day to day. How it can become so overlooked and replaced by garbage is beyond me. It contains the ONLY thing that will satisfy us forever, but we go out believing we will find the same satisfaction at the dump.

Think about it.

My birthday

So about a week ago it was my 16th birthday. Yeah i was kinda excited but i was also really bummed for some reason. I don't know why but this was probably the worst birthday i had the best part though was some of my friends threw me a surprise birthday and it was really fun and nice. But then that really was it, I don't know why but i have been bummed all the time. I don't have any motivation to do anything except play soccer and no one here really cares about sports so it doesn't matter. It seems that i just have really no place in the group of friends here in Malawi anymore. So i am sixteen now and it just keeps getting worse. I have no idea what i should do anymore.

Tears

If I lost you what would I do.
But I don't understand, how could you?
How could you leave me when I really needed you?
I don't know if I can honestly say that your friendship is true...
And now you've hurt me, I'm falling apart...
And I cry as the blood pours...
From my heart...

And I cry all my tears out.
Why did you? You were all I cared about,
But now you wont even speak to me...
When I cry, it's as if I bleed...

I don't get it, I don't understand
If you needed some space, I'm more than the man
to give it to you, cuz I just wanted you to know that I love you.
But now that you threw it away how can I say that you're true...
And now that you've stabbed me, I'm falling apart...
And I cry as the blood spreads....
From my heart....

And I cry all my tears out.
Why did you? You were all I cared about,
But now you wont even speak to me...
When I cry, it's as if I bleed...

I thought you would be here forever for me
But you left and it hurt me deep.
I've never ever considered jumping,
But sadly you're the one who made these thoughts keep running...
And now that you've destroyed me, I'm falling apart...
And I cry as the blood pours...
From my heart...

And I cry all my tears out.
Why did you? You were all I cared about,
But now you wont even speak to me...
When I cry, it's as if I bleed...

But I shall not give up...
Not for you though, you've done enough.