inspiration is at it's finest at late hours of the night, when i'm half awake, half asleep.
well, kind of.
why is it that when I need to go to sleep I can't because my thoughts keep me awake?
i think part of it is that I feel so unaccomplished today. (yeah i know my grammer sucks right now, but i don't care)
you know, there is always an opportunity that we can help people, but sadly, we don't.
"sometimes it's just as simple as seeing the need and stepping in with what you've got in you're head to do..." (i-heart documentary)
i've been thinking about how blessed we are to live in America. I woke up, took a shower with nice warm water, got to choose what i wanted to wear today, ate a banana and later a home cooked chicken enchilada, got to drive in my very own car to church and spend time with other Christians without any worry, drove back home, enjoyed a homemade milkshake, read part of a book, watched Lost, got on the internet, texted a friend, enjoyed some music of my choice, and laid in bed with a roof over my head in a secure house...
and not once, did I stop and thank God for any of that, until just now.
we take so much for granted it makes me sick.
"You may choose to look the other way, but you can never say you didn't know." (W. Wilberforce)
"How long, O LORD, must I call for help,
but you do not listen?
Or cry out to you, "Violence!"
but you do not save?
Why do you make me look at injustice?
Why do you tolerate wrong?
Destruction and violence are before me;
there is strife, and conflict abounds.
Therefore the law is paralyzed,
and justice never prevails.
The wicked hem in the righteous,
so that justice is perverted."
there are people across the world who don't even have clean water. there are people dying from malnutrition, and at the same time, there are millions of people in America drinking clean water right now.
I ask myself, why does Go allow this to happen? How can poverty and wealth coexist in the same world? it doesn't make sense. i don't deserve this. the people dying from not having clean water don't deserve that.
Also, there are so many countries where Christianity is illegal. There are prison camps, similar to the ones during the Holocaust, for those who call themselves Christians. In China, they have to have underground churches and worship in secret so they are not shot by the soldiers. It's so upsetting to see Christians in America who act like they need to keep their faith a secret just so they won't be made fun of, while in other countries, people are dying because they are not ashamed.
I'm not doubting God. I know He has reasons for everything. He is a compassionate God, but it's so hard to see that with all of this injustice going on. Haiti just got hit by an earthquake. So many children don't have parents anymore. So many missing people. My heart is broken. It's not fair. How can I just sit here and watch on my tv in the comfort of my living room of all the tragedy going on in the world?
I am so blessed to be getting an education and going to an awesome school. I appreciate everything God has done for me, but I don't understand why I'm not the one suffering.
I see injustice in my own city with the issue of homelessness. I know sometimes the homeless are homeless because of their own mistakes, but some people really can't help it. Sometimes teens are kicked out of their house with no help. Sometimes someone may get injured and can no longer work. Things happen. Not only is there injustice across the world, but there is injustice 20 minutes away from my own house.
"I will not refuse to do the something that I can do." (Hellen Keller)
People are not problems to be fixed; real love is without expectations. Injustice is solved by us being justice.
I want to go and serve God. I want to reach out to those in need. I can't just sit here and do nothing. I want to take what I have and use it to glorify God.
"I heard and my heart pounded,
my lips quivered at the sound;
decay crept into my bones,
and my legs trembled.
Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity
to come on the nation invading us.
Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
The Sovereign LORD is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to go on the heights.
For the director of music. On my stringed instruments."