Diary? Nothing that I wouldn't tell a client. Not everything that is written pertains to me or my life.
The things I see, hear...the people I talk to, all influence or impact my thoughts. Just saying!

Friday, June 3, 2011

The Things I Keep

For someone who's very visual, I have quite a limited amount of images here. Don't ya think? I guess Photobucket makes up for that.

There's not a single soul out there that should ever go through anything on their own. Ever.

You can't control what others say about you. How they tell your story. What is said behind your back. How someone makes you out to be. The nice thing? It doesn't matter. A smart enough person will find out for themselves.
I've always thought it would be cool to hear people talking about me when I'm not around. Do you ever wonder what people say about you? How they talk about you? Sometimes I do, especially about certain subjects. Just for the fun of it. Otherwise, I'd rather not know. What if I can't control myself, and start treatin' ya different? You know how sometimes we find out something and all of a sudden the demeanor changes and you can't hide it. Yeah. I'd rather not know.
Or. Facing people that know more about you than you've ever told them about yourself. I mean, do you address it, knowing they know? Or do you casually hint, and maybe somehow mention it in hope of starting a conversation about it? Or do you ignore it all together as if you don't know that they know? Sometimes it's just awkward when others say things for you, that you might have wished they didn't.
But let me tell ya, It's not like I'm the only one. We tend to speak for others, talk about others, relate with other's life stories, give examples with other's lives etc...It's not like I've not done it myself.
There is something just so amazing at seeing God's hand at work, right in front of your nose!
When you can see the undeniable doings and just want to run around telling people, "do you see what I see?" Or to say, Jesus, that was just for me! You did all that for me. It's inexpressible. Or try to explain how this and that came all together and this and that happened, and this led to that because of that, when you are put right in the middle as if dropped just for a purpose...blah blah. I know that was a silly way of explaining. But you get the gist of it. Right? I guess what I'm trying to say is, sometimes things happen and I just wish someone else sees what I see. Hears, understands, feels. Through my eyes, heart and mind...And to try to explain doesn't always leave you satisfied. It's almost as if I shouldn't have even started. But those times when someone gets it? Ah, that's a totally cool experience. To share and feel together!
It's amazing how God uses people to work in other people's lives. How He can take care of many, all different needs, with one 'situation'. How it all ties together. I can't even imagine how much I don't understand, how much I don't see, how much I have no clue as to how someone might have affected me or I might have affected them! I'm too small for that.

Something will probably come out of it one day...

If I care for you, I pray for you.