in this last week i've had three guys inspire me - there really are guys out there that have a passion and compassion.
They are strong and, i know they don't want me to call them beautiful, but that's really what they were! They revealed their strength, beauty, and compassion through their actions and words.
1) last week I was at a football game and at the end of the game, after the huddle, all the football players started to get up from their spots on the field. my sister then points out that they are back on their knees - praying! At first I didn't believe it, a highschool football team praying on the field after the game... they really were and right in the middle of the huddle, leading the prayer was my sisters friends. A 17 year old highschool senior, leading prayer in font of his football team after the game. AMAZING!
I was very inspired by that. There are guys that will stand up for their faith, in front of their friends and school. Revealing their strength.
2 and 3) in the caf today I was listening to two of my friends talking about what their dreams are for when they're finished with school. I didn't get alot of info about their whole dream, but the parts that I did hear about were AMAZING! They both were passionate about what they wanted to do and where they wanted to go and who they wanted to help. I was totally inspired by their dreams. They were unselfish and all about helping others. I wanted to cry. I knew they were compassionate somewhere inside themselves, it just isn't always so predominate. They have a strength inside them. What they want to do with their lives takes strength. They have a passion to serve God.
I would have the toughest time with it. I would love those people they want to help some much that it would physically hurt. I would be a wreck all the time.
I also had another female friend inspire me with her desire to help people in another way that I never could. She is strong in a way that I am not. She is compassionate, but not as emotional as I. She is beautiful.
The things she wants to do would kill me. I had people tell me at one point in my life to be a psychologist or a social worker. There's no way I could do either one of those. I'm not strong enough. I would always be in tears for those children in DCF - see what those kids have gone through. I know it's going to be hard enough as a teacher seeing the kids that are not shown love and whos hearts are ridged and broken.
Open yourself up. Be vulnerable, not just to anyone, but to the people who love you. Be who you were created to be. Unveil your beauty.
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