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When
I was young, I did not Worry To
what happened to my freedom, replaced by a thought of concern.
My attention is told to those I love, people who intertwined with my
life. In the days of my
rambunctious playful nature, I have become more serious and pessimistic with
age. Somehow I have lost hold of my
imagination, my passion, and my engaging personality.
How is it that time has filed away my indiscretions and morays?
It seems as if we all have secrets.
That part of us that we would want no one to ever find out about.
As a friend of mine once said, everybody has their own private of private
shameful memories. It was for this
reason that no one can throw the first stone at the adulterer. I
can think of my darkest desires whenever I choose.
I can think about things that are so different. that to be known by the
masses would consist of revealing my innermost chamber.
A chamber that once was empty when I was young and playful.
As the years went by and I became a young boy, I began to store things in
my secret chamber. Experiences that
I could tell too many, but I choose to share with only my most trusted souls.
And throughout my teenage years, I stored even more passions, perversions, and
reality into my chamber. The time I
was a young man, I had decided I needed more space to store the things I wish to
hide. Now in my upper ‘30s, I
still struggle with determining and doing the best behavior.
It seemed as if I’m trapped with certain things. Furthermore,
I realize as you read this, you have your own secret chamber.
I wonder how many dissident and delightful things you keep yourself.
Still, I think the most fascinating thing is that God knows everything I have
done and can see it through my own eyes. The
majesty and reference that must be given to a being who can decisively reveal
all my secrets by the whim of his hand. And
he can reveal your secrets as well. Is
it not this reason that we try to be kind and forgiving? Because we are all defected and determined, we will all
participate in the judgment of one another.
It is God who will preside over all of us as we make a list of complaints
against our enemy. Then it’s our
enemy’s turn to tell God of his list against us. With
this type of knowledge, our society should be foraging responsible spirituality
for all. Taking the opportunity to
embrace the truth that we are all of the same genetic code.
That we all pray to different versions of the same good.
That we all struggle with the evil and our perceptions of it.
It’s at this moment that I’m grateful that I hate no one.
That I hold no grudge or vindictiveness towards any of God’s children.
Breathe in deeply this life that you live. No one denies the reality of our stewardship on this planet.
Greenhouse gases will eradicate the rich and poor and make life among
civilizations unbearable. It’s time for all moral powers to become strong in all of
us. Only we can control the
environment. Thomas A. SUTOR P.O. Box 2343 Lompoc CA 93438 Rockhawk.com
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