developing consistency in my life. Things are consistent in my life like class, work, eating, showering, you know, the basics. But I am not consistent in my life. I am not consistent in my studying or spending time with God (I do spend time with Him alot, but not a set aside time daily.) or exercising and all of the other super important stuff.
So God, I ask you help me in this area in my life. More consistency and less procrastination. :)
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Don't dream its over
It may be a phase.
But I have stopped dreaming.
Hoping.
Wishing on stars or while blowing out candles.
Meredith put it best:
"You know when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales? That fantasy of what your life would be -- white dress, prince charming who’d carry you away to a castle on a hill. You’d lie in your bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa clause, the tooth fairy, prince charming -- they were so close you could taste them. But eventually you grow up and one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is, it’s hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely because almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope and faith that one day they would open their eyes and it would all come true."
There was an instant last night that I just stopped believing. Well, I'm sure the instances have accumulated over time. But it was this one, where the fairy tale flew out the window.
I didn't have my heartbroken or have a fight. Everything was fine, and I guess it still is. But its been the passiveness that has been so prevalent these days. I think it came when the newness faded. It wasn't so long ago...
At a time when everyone around me is starting new with graduations and rings and babies and bridesmaids, I am stuck at school with nothing but MORE school to look forward to.
The fairy tale's gone; it floated slowly up and away. Maybe another little girl caught on. I hope it comes true for her.
But I have stopped dreaming.
Hoping.
Wishing on stars or while blowing out candles.
Meredith put it best:
"You know when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales? That fantasy of what your life would be -- white dress, prince charming who’d carry you away to a castle on a hill. You’d lie in your bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa clause, the tooth fairy, prince charming -- they were so close you could taste them. But eventually you grow up and one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is, it’s hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely because almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope and faith that one day they would open their eyes and it would all come true."
There was an instant last night that I just stopped believing. Well, I'm sure the instances have accumulated over time. But it was this one, where the fairy tale flew out the window.
I didn't have my heartbroken or have a fight. Everything was fine, and I guess it still is. But its been the passiveness that has been so prevalent these days. I think it came when the newness faded. It wasn't so long ago...
At a time when everyone around me is starting new with graduations and rings and babies and bridesmaids, I am stuck at school with nothing but MORE school to look forward to.
The fairy tale's gone; it floated slowly up and away. Maybe another little girl caught on. I hope it comes true for her.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)