I live. I am human. I am a teenager. I am a guy. I live for something greater. I struggle with the basics. I groan at the usual. But I keep living to do what has been asked of me.
You can call me Speedy.
I'm here to reach out to the ones I love and care for. Once in a while I'll get sentimental, or deep, and probably blog something like it.
My life has simple aims, and a difficult path to them. I deal with it the best I can.
I am Speedy. I am Christian, but do not fear me, for I will love you regardless. I guess this is the chance for anyone who cares, to see the depths of my mind, and everything it holds, dark or bright. Happy or sad.
Read my thoughts or leave them, they are yours to criticize.

Posts Tagged: Jealousy

"Jealousy is the art of counting someone else’s blessings instead of your own."

- Anika Larson

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The whole world judges us.  But they don’t know us.  They don’t understand us.  They’ve never been us.  And those who claim they have, and left, are lying.  The vow we take is one that can never be broken, and is one we never want to break.  The true love we feel and give out freely is the greatest thing that the human mind could even begin to imagine.
You call us out, and you base the mass of us on the errors of one.  I am here to personally say sorry for that person, for perhaps the fake who takes what we are in vain, or the one of us who became confused and hurt in a world that gave no comfort. 
But please, don’t tear us down, because you simply don’t know us.  Where in history has anything good ever come of that?  Do you really feel so good about yourself when you spit at us, and call us every vile name you can think of, simply because we cannot reach the perfection you expect of us.
We may be Christians, but we are still human.  We still make mistakes.  The whole purpose of our faith, the whole purpose of Christ and his love, was because we make mistakes.  Without our mistakes, there would be no Christianity.  I wouldn’t be here writing about this love that is cursed at by those who do not feel it.
I ask you as a peaceful warrior, to think before you speak.  You may tear us down for one thing after another, but you fail to look at yourself.  What gives you the right or the superiority over us, to call us down for our smallest of failures… for the tiniest of misunderstandings. 
You spit at us, because you don’t know us.  You curse us, because you don’t understand us.  You hurt us, because you want to forget us… but you can’t.
And all that time you spend taking out your anger on something you can’t understand, all we WANT is for you to understand.  To take that one moment, and humble yourself for a few seconds to hear us.   To understand and feel this love.
We love you while you hate us.  We care for you while you push us away.
We will be there for you, when you abandon us.  
And every night, we pray that the day will come when you no longer hate us, push us away, or abandon us.  We pray the day will come when you can stand next to us, smiling, and understanding who we are, because you are who we are.
We wait for the day, when you stand beside us, fighting a hateful world with the greatest weapon man has ever known…
Love.