Anyway, so here are my random thoughts for the day. It's kind of on my mind.
How far does love go? How far does friendship go? I'm just thinking like there are those ideals we strive for like to die for a friend or die for the one you love. But then there's that harder idea still...which is leaving or sayign good bye to someone you love to protect them or to tell them the truth even when you know they won't want to hear it and you knwo the friendship could end because of it. It's so hard confronting people, you know? Especially out of love. I remember one of my friends before asked me, she said, "Mark, what would it take for you to confront someone?" "Is it sin related?" I asked. Because as we all know, if it is sin related, its not a gray issue, its straight black and white. There is nothing gray about it. But then, she continued and asked me, "In general, at what point do you confront someone, let's say it's not sin. It's just somethign that you think they should know."
Now I'm saying this because when I was walking with her at that precise moment, we were walking down a street, there was a jewelry store on our left, a dunkin donuts in front of us, and a very pricey artsy and minimilistic furniture store to our right. It was around 5pm and the sun had just set. It was a question that I for one hold on to in memory. Cause again, we fantasize and romanticize the idea of dying for someone, but how about to self? How about dying to self and be wiling to give up what you want to save others to help others? Like what Peter Parker said, "Am I not supposed to be happy? Am I not supposed to get what I want?"
It's just kind of weird, right? Like how do you rectify that? Dying to self and putting others truly before you and at the same time still getting what you want...i don't know. There's this part of New York, it's around 2nd and 3rd avenue that I walk around for the soul purpose of thinking. It looks like a bunch of nice small buildings / houses with trees and people waling dogs, etc. But it's a place that I could really think, yeah, with this melancholy attitude. I don't know why it's just bugging me a lot recently.
Jesus has done so much for us. I remember that when he finished washing the feet of the apostles, he said to them to do the same. It was an example. Serve one another. Love one another. Don't always fight to be the one in charge. Mayeb that's what it is? To truly serve is to do yoru best to love the other person, to give the utmost best to that person. You don't really care about what you want, because what you ultimately want is to show love to yoru fellow man. Love hurts, they say. But I keep thinking of all the times that I was vunerable, that I truly put myself out there and was true and said the truth and did things in love and the good always, always outweighs the bad. I carry scars on myheart from friends and 'more than friends' and loved ones when things went 'wrong'. But God didn't command us to love our neighbor, to love our brother, to love our enemy when "it yeilds good results." God told us to love them. It says in Hebrews that as long as today is called today, we must keep encouraging one another less we fall into evil. As long as today is called today. We must encourage others. We msut love others. Like I said, that means that even when it hurts, even when we are pissed, even when we know we are going tob e rejected, even when it is goign to suck so bad and that we are going to end up cryign in the corner of our bedroom alone on the phone with our heart shattered and in pieces on teh floor, it means that we still keep showing love. Romantic love, friendship love, basta. The point is that we should not hold grudges, we should tell the truth, we should not backstab, etc. And that means telling people we backstab sorry, etc.
So....
So, yeah, I'm going to go to the US on March 14 and will be back around the first week of April, just in time for camp. I'm going for...well, various reasons. So.....COME TO THE GCF "I LOVE" youth camp. It's going to be amazing and I'd love to see everyone there!
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