4 Life Quotes: 1) “You can stand me up at the gates of Hell, but I won’t back down” -Tom Petty 2) “Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end” – Semisonic, Closing Time 3) “… And I, I chose the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.” -Robert Frost 4) “A ship in a harbor is safe, but that’s not what ships are made for” I’m 22 and have lived in Australia for the past 2 1/2 years, but I’m home now in Florida working a few jobs and waiting until June so I can travel the world with a group of people sold out on the idea of being crazy for the Lord.
I crave diving into the unknown with nothing but my trust in Jesus and seeing where I end up…without that, I wouldn’t be living abundantly. Mediocrity is the one thing that can get underneath my skin the fastest and the thing I can’t stand to see in myself. I will never live a normal life, will never have a 9-5 job, don’t want the white picket fence, won’t be content to settle for anything less than the adventure-seeking life that God has placed before me. It’s unpopluar at times and can appear to others as foolishness to be guided only by the whisper in your heart, but living any other way would be giving in to the thing that kills you slowly. I hate seeing people living a life that is below their capacity with God and settling for status quo. I say, figure out who you are, then go hard or go home.
I quote movies all the time, love being in the sun, if I see a baby anywhere near by I have to hold it, I think old men (70-80 yrs. old) are cute, which weirds most people out! I love: a darkened theater right before the movie starts, comfortable silence between friends, getting off the plane in a new country, watching a sunset on the highway with the windows down, heat lightning, a converstaion with someone I’ve just met, singing in the shower, going barefoot, steel drum music at the beach, walking on railroad tracks, laying on the hood of a car at night to look at the stars, a deserted beach, when a baby’s head fits perfectly under my chin while it sleeps on my chest, watching and/or playing football with my brothers, scented candles that linger, dancing of any kind, crying at black and white movies, tiny Italian restaurants that play Frank Sinatra, rose gardens, a good game of chess, a cup of coffee and the jukebox at Waffle House, wondering what I did today that made God laugh out loud, an open field with nothing man-made in sight, having to put a book down because a sentence just grabbed me and made me think, a bath when i have nowhere to be, connecting with God without resorting to words, knowing that I’m not in control of my life.
I want what’s real, and I think God has left puzzle pieces to that mystery all over the earth in different countries just for me…so now it’s time to go find them and piece them together.
