“The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life. Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.”
You know what’s beautiful about grasses? They grow without having to choose where, not having to choose who’s gonna be beside them, not having to choose what color they would be. They’re much more free than we are…they’re much more simple. We don’t get to choose where we’re gonna be born, we don’t get to choose the people we’d be with, we don’t get to choose our color. Is that bad?
Perhaps. If you get to live in a place where people view themselves superior than others then it is. Especially for the weak-hearted me.
“A good heart will always be happy for everyone. But, most of the time, a good heart gets hurt very badly because it expects only good things from others.”
When I read this quote yesterday I felt a pinch in my heart. It speaks too well of how I am and how blindly I am about the people around me. If there’s a way out of this dark place I’d run to it and be free.
Then again I’m just a grass that grew in the midst of tulips and daisies.
Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words. – Paul Engle
I could write a thousand words about this photo but I won’t. I’m leaving it all to your interpretation.
“There’s something in every atheist, itching to believe, and something in every believer, itching to doubt.”
You would question me if I openly say that I found the truth…the bible truth that is, but yes, I did just said that. It’s not the religion housed by the church in photo…it’s more of a way of life and knowing that what you’re doing is either to destroy or praise the name of the one, true God.
It’s giving an answer to his request; “Be wise, my son, and make my heart rejoice, that I may make a reply to him that is taunting me.-Prov. 27:11.
A post for Unique Exposure’s Church Challenge.