It's 8 a.m.
I'm listening to acoustic coldplay,
the beeping of a garbage truck, thunder,
and my whirring fan.
I'd rather be listening to the quiet.
I've had such a blogging block over the past few weeks. I would say that it started during Spring Break.
It's not that that I don't have anything to blog about. Thoughts pop into my head all day long: ideas, opinions, stories, self-reflections. The problem is that I usually express them vocally to a friend before I get around to typing it out. Hence, the desire to write about it with strong passion is gone before I get to the computer.
This is my 100th post. I've been trying to save it up for something special.
Maybe it doesn't need to be anything special.
Maybe it just needs to be me...writing.
I miss blogging. I miss connecting to friends through my thoughts. I miss not being on Fbook.
(take the hint fbook friends...it's only a matter of time until it gets deleted again)
I have been discouraged lately.
By people, the world, the human race.
By people, the world, the human race.
Last night I was turning into Starbucks and some boy (he was over 20, but acted like a child) tried to pull out of the parking lot in front of me and cut me off. I had the right of way when I was turning left into the parking lot, he was performing an illegal left-hand turn out of the parking lot anyways. I looked at him like 'really?' as he pulled out across 2 lanes and really nearly hit me...to which he reacted with a cursing out through his window, the finger, and then spitting on my car...all while his 3 year old watched from the backseat.
The initial incident was nothing to get that upset over--but his heart must have been full of anger. I just kept saying 'YOU have a KID!' I was shaken up, more by the outburst of his reaction than by the fact that my Honda was almost totaled--on the driver's side nonetheless. I told the Sbucks man all about it when I went in and his kind heart gave me a free drink. I sometimes fail to see the negativity in this world combated by other people's kindness. But alot of times it feels like the evil, mean-spirited people are the only ones around. I've just noticed alot of ugliness in our world lately.
This morning I woke up after having a dream about 5 people driving in front of me, all getting into road rage with another. The 5 cars all pulled over to the side of the road, got out of their cars, and proceeded to beat on each other. Each person mad, irate, at the other for not getting out of their way when driving. I called 911, and the operator didn't even care. I just sat there in my dream, watching these people go at it while thinking about Satan's hold on so many people's hearts. Then I woke up. But it felt real. It was one of those dreams, like when you wake up, you don't realize you were just dreaming that, rather, it feels like a memory from the past. I had to discern fact from fiction. But what isn't a dream is the anger that so many people carry around. The truth is so many people live without Jesus and that's what scares me. I'm not going to act like I've never gotten into road rage, or been an angry person. But lately, the outbursts I've seen make the world seem so dominated by evil.
I know that from this blog you would deduct that nothing bad really happened, nothing major to set this off, but it's been a build-up of observations and incidents lately. Just an awareness of the ugly hearts that have been around me. People's bitterness, complainings, actions.
I've just been let down by people. I've been let down by people who profess to be different from this world and yet act just like it. I've been let down by people who would call themselves my friends and then do nothing to show it.
Some of the people I've been around lately are mean, inconsiderate, and rude. I don't mean for this blog to be a soapbox for my own personal issues with people, but it's gotten to a point that I'm over it. I'm over being disrespected. I'm over being mistreated. I'm over acting like I'm in junior high.
People who have been so ugly to me and yet they are so self-centered that they'll never see their behavior for what it is. Wrong. Childish. UnChristlike.
Again, I know I'm not perfect. But I've tried to treat others with kindness. I'm not always super nice, I'm not always the most loving, but I feel like I give people respect. I haven't gotten much of that lately. I pray about it. On my part and theirs. I pray that I can be a better influence and continue to show respect even when tempted otherwise. I pray that they can treat others, including myself, better.
Believe it or not, I have a tender heart, and it gets stepped on sometimes.
Please note that if you're reading this than you are 99.9% not one of the persons I'm referring to. I don't think that those people would take the time out of their self-absorption to consider my feelings and thoughts. I know that sounds ugly, but it's what has been proven in the past to be the truth. Please don't think this post is self-righteous either, more of a venting.
I'm sorry for such a harsh 100th post. Yikes. I didn't really mean to take it there, but that is what is, and has been, heavy on my heart as of late. Thanks for bearing with me, and my scatterbrained thoughts.
Prayer! Prayer! Prayer! Thanks to Christ for HIS redemption. Thanks for this new life. Thanksgiving for helping me persevere through these trials...even when a little release is necessary. I pray that I'm only what HE is molding me to be.
If you're still with me, now on to what the title means. 100 Posts:100 days.
Well I want to do something to celebrate 100 posts. And especially considering the nature of this 100th post, I decided that doing 100 days of kindness would be a fitting celebration indeed. It will help me release this negative burden, take the focus off myself and onto helping others.
100 days of kind acts. They don't have to be big. They don't have to be fancy. Just kindness...shown to someone familiar or someone unknown, maybe even shown to people I vented about in this post. I'm going to document these acts on a daily basis at the site below.
I hope you'll join me! And start your own 100 days of kindness project! Let me know how it goes...you can even be a contributing writer on my other blog.
Here's to happier days ahead of us,
less complainings around us,
and more to love about us!
less complainings around us,
and more to love about us!











