People are mean. They do things for their own sake and do not care who they hurt as long as they get what they want. They say things that really hit home only to make themselves feel better. In all actuality, it comes from their insecurities, but still who do you think you are?
How do we grow up in the same house with the same parents and the same things but still turn out so different? My oldest sister is short tempered, speaks what is on her mind, and has a beautiful baby boy. She is very caring and a beautiful person, but she needs to believe that herself. My brother and I shared a womb for 9 months, you would think we would be similar, but we are not. He is too short tempered, believes he can get what he wants when he wants. He is demanding and most of the times, he is lazy. He finally went back to college after dropping out for a year. He used to be a druggie (hopefully, he is done with that), he likes his booze, cigarettes, and chewing tobacco. But whenever you get that nice, loving kid out of him, it is a beautiful scene that you want to hold on to forever for those times he is not. My younger sister is of course the baby of the family. She is very sensitive and cannot withstand someone yelling at her without crying. She expects to get what she wants as well. I guess you could say she is part of the "preppy" crowd at school. She hangs out with all the cool kids. She is very worried about other people's judgments, but she is a very smart person.
Then, that leaves me! I used to be like all of them and more. I was very very short tempered, didn't really care for anyone, did what I wanted and was pretty much a mean kid. Then I began to change. I realized that swearing just made me look stupid. I couldn't believe some of the words coming out of my mouth. I began to pray for it to stop and it eventually did. So I said to myself, if God could help me control my swearing, then maybe he could help me control my temper. Sure enough, I got that under control. Then I got to thinking that this God is very powerful and boy did he sure change my life. He saved ME! I owe everything to Him. I started praying every night. Granted, I had grown up in church, but I think it really depends on whether or not you can find God yourself instead of it being shoved down your throat.
SO my life started drastically changing and it is what sets me apart from the rest of my family, and it always became the subject of many arguments. "Well, we're sorry we are not angels like you!" or "Don't think you are holier than thou." It was only because I tried to diffuse the situation, but every time phrases like this would be directed at me, I would cower and back away. GOD IS AMAZING. He pulled me through those rough couple years, then if just all started to fall in place. I was given wonderful people in my life that made me look forward to getting up in the morning just so I could see them. Now, He has given me wonderful opportunities to succeed. He still strategically puts people in my life that continually make me happy.
Life is a blessing and should be embraced with every passing second. Every laugh should be remembered, every tear cried should be cherished, every hug needs to be embraced, every person be accepted, and every life should be loved because we do not know how it will affect us or change us. We just do not know
What is the purpose of life? What is the meaning? Do we know the answer to either of those questions. Time is like a fleeting thought, quickly it will be gone. Life is like the footprints in the sand, soon to be taken away by the crashing waves.
We are all part of a bigger story
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