Check out my new blog about my relationship with God. http://learningtofollow.tumblr.com/ I'm not really going to be writing very much on this blog anymore.
no matter what people think, and even decide to tell you, never forget that your dreams are more powerful than the reality they’ve chosen to invent for you.
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-Gabriella Glymin
This is a line i wrote for a short story i’m working on. it’s one of those “words of wisdom” things that really brings the whole story together. As soon as it came to me, i realized how true it was, not just for my character, but also for myself, so i thought i would share :)
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I will!! :) (haha lol it’s nice to know people actually read my stuff) I’ve been so busy, so now all i do on Tumblr is read other people’s stuff… But i’ve just started a new blog about my relationship with God, i’m probably going to write more there, than i will on this one :) http://learningtofollow.tumblr.com/
I’ve been holding on to a lot of unforgiveness in my heart… Sometimes we think of only our physical actions as the things we’ve done that are wrong, but its the things in our hearts that can be just as awful if not worse…
I always wondered what people were going on about when they said they had a heavy heart, but today, I can actually feel it and I just know what that is…
I’ve literally carried my hurt feelings around on my back until now I’m in physical pain from the sum of all the little things I thought I had let go of…
So now I’m sitting in an undisclosed location. Wondering how I got here, knowing that only God can lead me away, but still too scared to take that first real step…
I can’t live like this anymore… I need to let it go, but I just don’t know how. Sometimes I wish there was a recipe for forgiveness, with step-by-step directions.
But that’s not going to happen, so I guess this is one of those times when I have to truly not do anything and just let Jesus have complete control…
Day 1. What was a changing moment in your life?
It’s crazy how one day/hour/moment is big enough to change the way you see everything, and i can’t claim to have had a million and one of them, but this is one that really changed my outlook on life.
I used to be a very trusting person. (ok scratch that… i’ve always been pretty paranoid, but i always knew i could trust my friends…) until i realized that you can never put your heart in anyone’s hands because you are the only person responsible for guarding your heart… (mysterious mumbo-jumbo? don’t worry it will all make sense…)
i’m not going to go into all the details, just because it’s complicated and messy and really not necessary… not to mention childish for bringing up things that happened years ago. But i was betrayed by two people i thought i could trust.
BIG. MISTAKE…
When people know everything about you, it’s even easier for them to hurt you because they know exactly where to strike. Even if it’s not on purpose, they know how to deceive you and keep you out of the loop until it’s too late and you’re already screwed over. (I promise i still have friends… I don’t hate everyone!)
anyways…that was the day i started to sleep with one eye open, and keep the things that mean alot to me very private. On the outside i might be fun, bubbly, an open book, some might say… but people only know what i want them to know… i share alot, but not all. That night, in a parking lot, i learned never to trust anyone completely. It’s my responsibility to guard my heart and my feelings, and if i have to talk about it to someone, then God is the best person to hear it…
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WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
i know i’ve answered this question before, but hey wtv…. i answered my ipod the first time, but now i’m totally hooked on my bb! I’m having such a hard time without it this summer…
Short and sweet
so today, i found out that you loved me far more than i could ever bring myself to believe… From someone who had absolutely nothing to do with us…
It’s funny how knowing this has made me feel… I am not jumping for joy and screaming from the rooftops… it’s a different kind of happy. It’s a peaceful, contentment, a confirmation that it WASN’T just a dream… it’s always reassuring to know that you are special, and that somebody somewhere wanted to make you happy…
So even though I am not IN love with you, i still love you… because you loved me too… but i am past the point of asking what if, and what could have happened, and what would the future have been like, because not all love is mean to last forever,
and happily ever after can start to get boring. The best love stories are short and sweet and full of drama. Just like ours…
xoxo
I’m torn…
between doing the right thing…
and doing the thing that feels right rightnow.
But deep down i know that it’s not going to work out…
But i still like to believe it will.
Because i don’t know how i’m going to live with myself, knowing that i’m guilty of something that i have judged other people for so many times…
and i wonder whether this is a test,
but then i have no idea what exactly this might mean…
It seems like a perfectly reasonable idea… all the numbers are adding up, and everything should make sense…
Mais le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connait point.
especially when they’re both pointing in very uncomfortable directions… where there seems to be no right answer…
This is one test where there is no answer key, nobody to show me where i messed up, or to help me to fix it. I made this bed, and i guess i have to lie in it… but that still doesn’t settle the issue of
right? or right now?
End of the World May 21st?
It’s funny how people who predict the end of the world are always in the news. What is it about these people that fascinates us so much? Is it because we’re entertained by their insanity, or is it because deep down somewhere, we are genuinely worried about the possibility of the annihilation of modern society as we know it?
i am the first to admit that i actually paid money to go see 2012. I read the Left Behind books, and when i’m up at night writing papers and there’s nothing else on tv, i can sit for hours and watch those weird cnn documentaries about those crazy people who think they are the new Messiah and that the world is going to end on August 18, 1999, January 1st 2000, (Y2K anyone?). They ALL lied, and now you expect me to believe it’s going to end tomorrow??
one thing i learned? DONT.DRINK.THE.KOOL-AID! (if you didn’t get that, you really need to watch more tv)
Most of these apocalyptic prophecies have some kind of connection to Christianity. The second coming of Christ/the end of life as we know it fascinated people even before Jesus died.
“Tell us,” they said, “when will this happen, and what will be the sign of your coming and of the end of the age?” (Matthew 24:3 NIV)
So Jesus tells them what’s gonna happen, and it basically comes down to this;
“No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father” (Matthew 24:36 NIV)
I have my theory about why people are so fascinated by these prophecies. I think that people have a natural desire to know things that have been hidden from them. No matter how random certain things are, we find ourselves wanting to know just so we can be in on the secret. How many times have you eavesdropped or snooped just to find out something that really didn’t make you any smarter or more intelligent?? My point exactly…
we want to know just so we can feel superior in our knowledge. But that’s the whole point of Christianity. We acknowledge the fact that we know nothing, that we are simply instruments of God. 1 Corinthians 2:16 says
“For who has known the mind of the Lord that he may instruct him?”
If we were that smart we would have figured life out by ourselves, and we wouldn’t need Jesus. That we live by faith, i.e. we’re ALWAYS prepared for the pop quiz.
I honestly don’t believe that the world is going to end tommorrow. But it might… or it might not. I don’t think that’s the point. I really believe that constantly trying to one-up God by screwing up until the last possible minute is not going to get you anywhere. I don’t know how anyone else feels, but do you really care about these apocalyptic prophecies or not?
Summer…
Ok so it’s officially been summer for me for over a week now, but i have just taken time off to be lazy. (actually i’m STILL working)
Well i’m back now… soooo excited. I feel like this is going to be a very interesting summer! i have so much stuff going on. I’m in Ghana… YAAAY!! My public service internship, all the lovely new clothes i’ve been making, maybe a short story or two in the works… you never know… endless possibilities :)
xoxo :)
Osama Bin Laden just lost the world’s longest game of hide and seek… just when he thought they were never going to catch him!
So Osama is dead…
well i guess this is worth interrupting my all-nighter in the library to write about.
It’s funny how ONE man really seemed to be controlling the whole world without even being seen in public. For almost half of my life, i’ve grown up under the shadow of Osama bin Laden and terrorism. I remember September 11th because it was the first day of the fifth grade, (yes, i’m THAT young…) and i remember not really understanding how one attack could change everything. but it did…
Suddenly, everyone knew what a terrorist was, Jihad, Fatwa, Al-Qaeda, all of these words suddenly started to get thrown around like they had always been in the English dictionary. Less than forty years after the civil rights movement, America suddenly found itself in the middle of another racial conflict. This time anyone that looked remotely middle-eastern was almost instantly suspected of being a terrorist. (it’s not even worth it to try to deny it. We’ve all seen how the immigration people at the airport seem to take just a little longer when they talk to anyone wearing a headscarf/burqa, but they’ve never held me for wearing a crucifix.) I understand that profiling is somewhat necessary when they are faced with such an immense threat, but think about whether this happened in this extent before 9/11. it all comes down to the power that this ONE man held over the entire world.
So i’m sure you’re wondering WHY a Ghanaian girl in Atlanta is even remotely concerned about something that has nothing to do with her country… well number one because i’m an IR major. but most importantly because it changed the lives of everyone, american or not. There’s no time when i get on a plane and wonder whether this flight is going to make the news… or when i talk about the fact that i really want to work in the middle east, everyone instantly talks about the violence there, and how “dangerous” it is now. Well, alot of the stuff that has happened would not have happened without 9/11
Now think of all those women, men and children, both Afghani/Iraqi and US troops who were all killed because of something that happened in a matter of hours.
It’s funny how we’re in this in-between generation where it’s second nature to take off our shoes in airports, to ditch our drinks before we get in the security line, to pull our laptops out of our carry ons before we’re even asked. But at the same time we remember when we could walk on a plane with a water bottle, and when the only thing people were looking for in Kotoka (the Ghanaian Airport) was people smuggling cocaine in yam tubers…
If there’s anything you can say about him, it’s that he was larger than life. Even ghanaian schoolchildren, who know nothing about the social implications of terrorism can tell you that “Osama sent the bomb to America.” That shows you the widespread global implications of the influence of one man.
But i guess it’s true that everything that has a beginning has an end. But i have this weird feeling that this is not necessarily the last we’ve seen of him. (not physically, but remember that this is a man who has commanded the attention of hundereds of thousands of followers, many of whom have never even laid eyes on him before.) I don’t think that just because he’s dead, there is going to be an instant shutdown of such a highly organized system of command. It won’t be the same, but we should also be very wary of random outbursts from people who feel like they have to avenge his death.
I really hope that nothing like this happens, just because we live in a world where there is already enough drama with tornadoes and earthquakes and war and all other kinds of humanitarian crises. More terrorism is just not something that the world is going to be able to handle very well.
I’m not really sure about how i feel about this whole thing. but i know that God WILL work things out. He has a plan for everything, so I am not going to stress out about all the possible disasters that can come out of this.
anwyays, so here’s my little rant… i guess i have to go back to writing those papers now… it IS finals week after all…
i love you guys
have a lovely, BLESSED week
xoxo
Gabbie
Today, in one image.
In Kampala, a member of the Pan-African Youth of Uganda protests the international intervention in Libya.
Photo by Peter Busomoke (AFP/Getty)
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
