Procrastination is the worst Temptation..

I was once asked why I would base my beliefs all on christianity, mere to the fact that our beliefs all lie in a book, and not actual fact.
Now at that time it was very hard for me to answer this person, but i was reading 2Corinithians 5 when I stopped to think (happens a lot XD) and I thought well a lot of people who don't believe in God have to believe in something else right?
You cannot go through life in believing in nothing..So, horoscope's?
I know a lot of poeple who read a believe them and if your reading my question to you is.. there everywhere always different always changing and uww let's see there nearly always written in a magazine which i consider a "book" so you base your beliefs on something coming out a book?Written by different people and never hearing the same words? How does that work?
While knowing that when I'm reading the bible I always get the same message out of it.. And that is love and accept love. Treat others how you wish to be treated. Love God for He made you.
Making someone else your idol..
Look at your own faults, then look at everyone in the world's faults, and see if you find any of those characteristics in this person..
Making yourself an idol. Now that's something I truely can't understand...
What's so perfect about this person?
That their hot and smart?
So What?
People.
That's what they are.
People like everyone else andthe only thing I believe to be perfect in life is God, so I truely cannot understand how people worship themselves.

Lame rant I know but tot ally can't understand it myself, explain it to me if you do..

And also last time I was with some friends, and we where talking about how each blog seems to have a theme, ex: politics, God, randomness, opinions, smart ideas, comparisines, advice blog, day2day blogs etc.. etc..
And they said my blog is more Me so it's like, whoever reads and follows this blog...
You witness me struggling to find answers out of things that don't make sense, see me sin and fall and get back up again.
But today I just want to show that if this blog shows me, I do really hope that there's a trace of God in here because He lives in me, He loves me (and you 2 (:) and I just want to figure out life's ups and down's with Him around.
Even if I sometime's push Him away...

It's all really simple.

A visit down memory lane

Achie's going to hate me for this..
I think I hate myself for it xD
Excuse My shrill and annoying voice and my weird ways but I thought this video was too funny not to share with the people of my life now x)
It's nearly a year old, oww how I miss those times x

Before I show the achie/me vid tho I must embed another one first..Can't believe Im saying this.. But I wanna go back to O'level timeeeeeee ):




Anonymous.

At d-group mass we where talking about how people prefer to remain anonymous and not show what they actually feel. Now I took this is so many different ways, I thought of how people show their emotion through poetry and songs but sign as anonymous cause they would have poured so many emotions out that they'd be ashamed to actually show people how they feel.

Then at night I went to youthful worship at uni, and at a point they gave us pebbles and told us to place them at the foot of the cross, and I just sat at the back literally hiding behind the people, and I didn't want to go down and show everyone I'm letting go of those pebbles. I don't know why. Even during worship I went outside and didn't want people to see me worship, but as the people I was hiding behind walked down to throw their own pebbles at the foot of the cross, I shyed away, I was also tempted to just pocket the pebbles (sorry).

But then I realised that with pocketing the pebbles I'm just holding onto my sins, sins that I never seem to want to let go off sometimes but I'm slowly growing to.
All this reminded me of something I once wrote for this blog but I signed it anonymous and I never actually came to posting it up.Being anonymous is just like putting on a mask, you show people only the things they want to see and not what you actually are.


Masks
Why do we all fake being strong?
Why can't we show our true feelings?
Why can't we know if your broken?
Why do we hide behind our masks?
I can't be fixed anymore, the tape holding my heart is worn out
and can't hold it together any longer.
I'm sick of hiding.
This is the real me.
Broken, hurt and resentful.
You all look away, ashamed of how I feel.
But when I look around at the crowd around me, only one face is looking back.
I see the face of Jesus.
You can be the only help anyone ever gets in their life.
Don't hold back.
Be broken in God's love.
Cause that's when we can truely be born again.

Anonymous.

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