Friday, March 28, 2008

I will admit

I will admit I am a blog stalker. Most people are very social through blogs, I for one just like to see how relationships work out in the blogs. Sometimes, and very often I find people are 'different' depending on how and who they are being social with. Social Blogging could be called Slogging...yeah Slogging. So the term blog stalker could be Balker.

I will admit that I take things to the extreme and really have my own fantasy about how things should work out. I also imagine what I want someone to say to me and how, but we all know it never works out how it does in my head. Sometimes things don't always turn out how I would hoped based on a conversation with a friend or a situation that I witnessed. Sometimes that makes me sad inside.

I will admit that I am a Christian. Yes, I love Jesus. I pray for my friends. I don't pass judgements on any other people. We all make mistakes, we all deserve love, and we are all imperfect. The phrase "what would Jesus do" is overused but really, what would he do? I bet you anything he would sit next to the homeless man you saw on your way to work before he would go to Starbucks and browse on his laptop. He would drive the beat up rusty car that's paid for before he would borrow from someone else for his own gain. I know he would listen to every word I said so carefully and diligently and at the end he would love me even more.

I will admit that I care too much for people that I probably shouldn't care about. I get hurt easily. I am sensitive. I like to hear that I am wanted and needed. I like knowing that without me, someone would hurt inside. I like to think that when they hear a song and it reminds me of them, the treasure that song forever.

I just want to know that in this world and all the stuff thats in it, that in the end it was all worth it.

1 comment:

Ms. Lemon said...

I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU!

When I don't get to talk to you, I feel sad inside cause you have been such a constant in my life for well... 10 years so yea...

*HUG*

I also think of these things. Do I make a difference? Do people actually look forward to talking to me?