a fayle story.

I want to say things are lookin’ up but then I would just sound lame as hell. Honestly though, they are. I always fidget to the sound of the absence of trouble. Constant turmoil has always been a constant thing for me. Misery and desolation have, forever since I can remember, made a study bed within my conscience and mental faculties. I’m a go-go-go kind of person but since I got to college my routine has slowed down a bit. This is good. Quite good. What worries me is that right now and I mean as of right now, I have nothing really pulling my frame of mind down. I know right as I say this, something is going to poke its little head around the corner and whisper “got cha.” Not like the game. I also hate picturing God as this person who is constantly watching my every move just waiting for me to mess up and smite me for it. That’s not the God I worship nor do I think of him that way. It’s just my human tendencies getting the best of me. Yes we must fear God but He’s not just sitting on a throne waiting for the opportune moment to cast us down upon defeat, no. He wishes the best for us and sometimes it is true, He must let unexpected acts happen. But these things, despite how we handle them in the moment, will always lead us to something bigger. The cool thing is we never really know what that something is until we get there. As Helen Keller said, “Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.”

People get divorced. We disappoint people time and time again. Some die and some live. We lie. Things don’t always go the way we planned. Money diminishes. Our minds will eventually whiter. School may not always come easy. Work is not supposed to be a day at Harry Potter World, although, for some I guess it might be. Grace is not always deserved but it is given. We are not inclined to mercy. People move away. Some are meant to play music and some people’s purpose is to paint murals. Some are depressed and some are simply better at hiding it. Animals pass. There are Paris Hilton’s and there are Adele’s. Sometimes we don’t get what we need. Sleep will occasionally exist. Thoughts will wander. People will cheat. People will love unconditionally. People will go to great lengths to try and fix people. There will always be posers. People will lie about their faith. Smoke detectors will always go off unannounced. People will become alcoholics. People will smoke. People will fall in and out of love. There will be funny people and there will be deadpan people. People will always fail you. The devil will always be evil. But God—this guy will always redeem and give grace and mercy to all these shortcomings of our fallen world. Count on it and count me in.