Great things in our lives have to end in order for them to be remembered.
Memories are moments to share. A time that no one forgets. The smiles, the tears, the laughs, the sighs, all shared together with those that love each other. That's what matters. That's what turns moments into memories.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Quote of the Day
"To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget." - Arundhati Roy
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Slap In The Face
Children always have a more optimistic outlook on life.
As we grow older we should stop and try to think like a child.
Focus on what's actually important instead of being bogged down by the cloud of "stuff" in our way.
Sometimes we just need a slap in the face to remember what the big goal is.
My niece, Abby, did just that.
Her bedtime prayer: "Help Aunt Rachel to pass her test and to do good and be happy and learn how to help the animals."
<3
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Thoughts
At some point in life, it all changes.
Think about all the people that you know. Family members. Friends. People who have cashed you out at Wegmans. People you pass on the street. Etc. Etc.
Or how about... how many friends you have on facebook??
That's a LOT of people.
Significant or not, you have had moments with those people. However, some of those people become your friends. And even more moments are created.
More time is spent with the ones you care about most.
Am I right?
But when change comes, and physical distance is added to that friendship.. something happens.
A universal "forgetfulness"
Of course every memory is still there in your mind, but that kind gesture, or simple "hello" is forgotten because they don't physically pass you everyday.
This is all a part of growing up. This is what happens.
Moments of your life will collide with billions of other's.
And the friends that will always care will fight the distance.
They will fight the universal "forgetfulness" to still be a part of your life forever.
~Rae
Think about all the people that you know. Family members. Friends. People who have cashed you out at Wegmans. People you pass on the street. Etc. Etc.
Or how about... how many friends you have on facebook??
That's a LOT of people.
Significant or not, you have had moments with those people. However, some of those people become your friends. And even more moments are created.
More time is spent with the ones you care about most.
Am I right?
But when change comes, and physical distance is added to that friendship.. something happens.
A universal "forgetfulness"
Of course every memory is still there in your mind, but that kind gesture, or simple "hello" is forgotten because they don't physically pass you everyday.
This is all a part of growing up. This is what happens.
Moments of your life will collide with billions of other's.
And the friends that will always care will fight the distance.
They will fight the universal "forgetfulness" to still be a part of your life forever.
~Rae
Perfector
Perfector by My Epic
I'm still a young man so I think very little of death, but who really does till it's coming for them? And I know with each breath I come one closer, but death is just a hook behind the door where I'll leave my dirty clothes....
They may dump my body in the sea or spread my ashes miles wide, but it won't matter, all my parts will realign. They will rush to find each other when they hear their Lover's cry and death will be abandoned when He comes back for His bride!
Saints are never buried, they are seeds planted who bring about a greater harvest when they burst forth from the earth that needed their fruits, but it could never hope to make enough room for their roots.
Death is swallowed up, it owns nothing in me! Oh, death is swallowed up, it owns nothing in me!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His faithful ones!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His faithful ones! Oh, death is swallowed up!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You! Oh, it was always You! It was always You!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You! Oh, it was always You! It was always You!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You!
♡
I'm still a young man so I think very little of death, but who really does till it's coming for them? And I know with each breath I come one closer, but death is just a hook behind the door where I'll leave my dirty clothes....
They may dump my body in the sea or spread my ashes miles wide, but it won't matter, all my parts will realign. They will rush to find each other when they hear their Lover's cry and death will be abandoned when He comes back for His bride!
Saints are never buried, they are seeds planted who bring about a greater harvest when they burst forth from the earth that needed their fruits, but it could never hope to make enough room for their roots.
Death is swallowed up, it owns nothing in me! Oh, death is swallowed up, it owns nothing in me!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His faithful ones!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His faithful ones! Oh, death is swallowed up!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You! Oh, it was always You! It was always You!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You! Oh, it was always You! It was always You!
Oh, it was always You! It was always You!
♡
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