The live your dreams philosophy is a buncha bullhookey and is based on the materialism that is our world today. If materialism was a religion, fundamentalist preachers would rule. If it was a political party...we'd be governed by Walmart, Macy's or any other department store that is popular today. I say, that you can't really live your dreams, you can only dream your dreams. And in order to do that, you have to stay asleep. Society today is comatose.
I suppose that to say you can live your dreams is a way of boosting hope in hopelessly leaning...New World Order. Ministers these days preach with God all things are probable. I agree that this is what the bible says...but it doesn't say with God, all things are probable...or likely. We need to think about these things because if you think that by simply asking God to move mountains, you have then mandated God's will. You get the heavenly buzzer. Wrong answer!
In order to live your dreams, you still have to meet certain conditions. Unless a miracle occurs somewhere. I know that this might sound negative to some people but it's not. I have a dream, I will live my dream, but it's a dream that God has mandated. And even with his mandate, I'm having to go through some serious spiritual and emotional reconstruction before I am able to follow his command. I am trying to be obedient. But, my will is just no match for God's vision for me. It has taken me years to see this. Talking about wandering in the wilderness.
I just realized how far I have to go, when I had breakfast with some coworkers this morning. I realized this because I never make the effort to go out with anyone at work. (Or anywhere else for that matter). Why this was so important to me this time...I have no idea. But, I went. I enjoyed myself...I learned some things about my coworkers and I learned some things about myself.
One of the big things that I learned about myself is that I am socially inept...to a certain extent. I have spent so much time alone that I forgot how to relate to others. Not only that, I don't think I fit into the group that well. But, I had fun. I ate breakfast...and then I went to a twelve step meeting.
I learned the person that was leaving had had anorexia nervosa and overcame that. Wow! I didn't know that about her before. One of my coworkers just told me she was nuts. I liked her but she was kind of moody. I don't think she knew that I admired her. I hope she does well where she's going. She was miserable here. I am too still at times, but I take responsibility for my misery more often than I used to. I just don't know what the cure is. I hate being miserable. I used to bathe in it...Now, I just bask in the shadow. Can you bask in a shadow?
Anyway...I look in the mirror everytime I look into the eyes of another human being. I think isolating is a way of avoiding looking at myself. I still want to go home.
Which way is it?
I suppose that to say you can live your dreams is a way of boosting hope in hopelessly leaning...New World Order. Ministers these days preach with God all things are probable. I agree that this is what the bible says...but it doesn't say with God, all things are probable...or likely. We need to think about these things because if you think that by simply asking God to move mountains, you have then mandated God's will. You get the heavenly buzzer. Wrong answer!
In order to live your dreams, you still have to meet certain conditions. Unless a miracle occurs somewhere. I know that this might sound negative to some people but it's not. I have a dream, I will live my dream, but it's a dream that God has mandated. And even with his mandate, I'm having to go through some serious spiritual and emotional reconstruction before I am able to follow his command. I am trying to be obedient. But, my will is just no match for God's vision for me. It has taken me years to see this. Talking about wandering in the wilderness.
I just realized how far I have to go, when I had breakfast with some coworkers this morning. I realized this because I never make the effort to go out with anyone at work. (Or anywhere else for that matter). Why this was so important to me this time...I have no idea. But, I went. I enjoyed myself...I learned some things about my coworkers and I learned some things about myself.
One of the big things that I learned about myself is that I am socially inept...to a certain extent. I have spent so much time alone that I forgot how to relate to others. Not only that, I don't think I fit into the group that well. But, I had fun. I ate breakfast...and then I went to a twelve step meeting.
I learned the person that was leaving had had anorexia nervosa and overcame that. Wow! I didn't know that about her before. One of my coworkers just told me she was nuts. I liked her but she was kind of moody. I don't think she knew that I admired her. I hope she does well where she's going. She was miserable here. I am too still at times, but I take responsibility for my misery more often than I used to. I just don't know what the cure is. I hate being miserable. I used to bathe in it...Now, I just bask in the shadow. Can you bask in a shadow?
Anyway...I look in the mirror everytime I look into the eyes of another human being. I think isolating is a way of avoiding looking at myself. I still want to go home.
Which way is it?
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