1984

after turning my room in to what would seem to be a peaceful zen place for me to meditate, and spent some quiet time with the one i love most. i worked out for 34 minutes while watch that 70s show, the felt the need to reenter my room, and write. after getting distracted my what mau just be my new obsession on youtube, i told my self to" knock it off! " cause it's time to blog. i feel like no one reads this, which bums me alittle. i mean i dont expect people to really care, but it would be nice to know im not just typing to a blank world of nothingness filled with people who's lives are so chaotic that they cant just take a second and breath some fresh air and look up at the clouds. on saturday i was reminiscing with a friend about the book 1984 written by george orwell, and i was thinking how true so many of his points where. how many people just live their lives doing what they are told? and who is telling us what to do? the government? a little. society. a bit. but how much of what we live is really in OUR HANDS? from my point of view, and my beliefs as a follower of christ. God gave us life, and gave us free will to do whatever we want in life. and we can choose to live for him. or live for ourself. those tho choose to live for themselves, overtime get in a habit. go to work. eat. read. talk. go home. eat. watch tv. spend some time with the spouse. brush teeth. go to bed. repeat. over all that life seams dreary to me, no point even. but living my life for some one who gave their life FOR me, sound like more of a dreary thing to do. but it never gets old. as my life for hims moves forward, it seams so much more fulfilling than the life i led for my own enjoyment. there's not a dull moment, not a moment with our hope, joy, eternal love, and comfort knowing WHATEVER happens he will take care of me. i thank God for my life. im gonna live it to the fullest. how about you?

child of the king 

Emily