Life in Bold Type

Thank you god for everything. Thank you for…

….my ipod

…..my art

…..My family, thank god for them, regardless of their craziness

…..The beautiful mosaic collage of human psychology

…..Beauty, the beauty of the earth and the hills and the oceans, and the beauty of the seasons and all they hold

…. The humongous gift of love, and the love we are constantly receiving from you

….The beautiful gift of poetry and paint

….The gift of eccentricities and quirks

…..The Glory Academy of Fine Arts and my amazing art teacher, Mrs. Karen Pray

…..My amazing and monumentally talented boss, Mrs. C

…..My Church

…..Light. It is so amazing, and yet we overlook it. One candle has such potency.

……Pencils and Crayons, the tools of my childhood

…..The integration of Art and Technology and Love

….My grandparents.

….The incredibly brief life I am just beginning, and for  its evanescence

…..Music and Pandora.

…..My friends, all of them in every package and size and shape

…..Everything, god. I thank you for every single thing.

In our society, differences are spurned. If you don’t fit into a the picture perfect standard most people carry around with them, its game over. Recently, someone told me that I was “totally opposite” from them and everyone else. “That  is not true, I have most of the same DNA as you, and our genetic structures are mostly the same”, I replied. “We both have the same cellular makeup, along with the same tissue varieties and vital organs”.

Opposites are usually very close to identical. You may completey miss the difference in 7 and its opposite, negative seven. They too closely resemble each other. Nearly identical, just inversed.

Everyday you are presented with thousands of decisions. They fill your day, from the moment you wake up to the last seconds as you drift into sleep.  Big decisions usually start off as subtle ones. Small little reactions that add up and conglomerate into a choice that could affect every aspect of your life. Thousands of tiny choices fill your day, forcing you to react. Forcing you to choose. Sure, gray areas exist, but in the end, you’ll have to face the product of your decisions eye to eye.  You will have to figure out if you made the right ones. You will make bad choices, but hopefully your good ones will outweigh the bad. We choose the course of our actions, through constant miniscule reactions that defines our existance. You have a say in your future. We choose what we do by our reactions, one by one.

have you ever just had so many things on top of you, so many obligations, emotions. So many things that you feel like you’re about to suffocate. So many things that you’re starting to drown. So many, many things that act like an anchor and just pull you down to the ocean floor. School, Church, Friends. So many different things that you get torn apart in every direction, and you’re frantically trying to pick up every missing piece? Recently, I’ve felt exactly like that. Like there were so many things that just kept pulling me down. I felt like I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. That is no way to live, torn apart and crippled just laying on the ground, helpless. I don’t want to feel that way, no one does.

Tomorrow, my church will do something huge. Tomorrow, Rock Church will go to double services. If you don’t already volunteer, this may seem like it doesn’t concern you. In truth, it removes a large reason for you to not volunteer. For a long time, members of Rock Church have not volunteered because they did not want to miss half of the services a year. Others haven’t volunteered for more selfish reasons. Many people don’t want to feed their church, and expect for it to continue to feed them. We’ll feed you, all right, but you will get so much more from serving. Down the hall in one of our Children’s class’s, up in the soundbooth, on the stage as a musician, or better yet, on the Club Rock stage.  Whatever you do best, do it. don’t just sit there.  Do you know what else just sits there and does nothing, but continues to be fed? a bump. a bump on a log. Don’t just be a bump on the log, help your church grow, and grow along with it. Now you have no excuse. Serve one and Attend one. You’ll thank me later.