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Thinking

What do you think about all the time? I'm willing to bet there is one thing that floats around your mind all the time. Stop right now and say what it is, good or bad. Now think, was it good or bad? If it was good, just how good is it, really? It is incredibly good? Blow your mind good? Is the thing you think about so impossibly good that it just makes you go insane with energy during those times that you are really considering this thing?

Am I a retard? Yes. But this is my blog so deal with it. Here are the kinds of things that blow that door open for me every now and then. There is a cheesy movie made a few years ago by MTV called Save the Last Dance. The story is about some girl who loves dancing but her mom dies and she moves to Chicago and ends up rediscovering her passion for ballet blah blah blah... typical feel good movie with a nice moral. There is a one-second scene in that movie I'm sure no one ever notices, but it is when the girl is about to move away from her friends and she passes another girl in the hallway and the other girl just grabs her hand and starts praying with her about the move. All you hear is "Holy Father something something..." The scene lasts two seconds at the most but was a moment of zen for me when I noticed it because that was a glimpse, in a major movie, of how the world should work. THIS is what I think about. I think about a friend I went to go see a couple of weeks ago who has joined with two others to help take the gospel into the middle east. An impossible task that is no doubt going to overwhelm their tiny three-person team and bring unimaginable frustration. For what task? Here's the way I see it: so that, somewhere in the future, one young arabian girl might pass another in a crowded place, grab her hand, and start praying.


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