WHAT THE HELL IS THE USE OF DRAGGING ON PAST MEMORIES AND RECITING THEM ALL OVER YOUR BLOG TIME AFTER TIME?!
People are cruel... yes.
People are sad....yes
People are sinful....yes
People hurt one another...yes
People consider....yes
People fall in love...yes
People fall out of love...yes
People lie....yes
People have compassion...yes
Any thing, you name it, you have it, i have it, we have it.
Whats the point of blogging about disappointments and hurts that happened months ago, or even weeks ago. Even worse... years ago. Let go.
You say you have let go. I don't think so. If remnants of past and evidence of hatred and despair are shown and seen, what proof have you got to show that you have forgiven, and let go.
Its not easy to let go? Bullshit.
You mind is where you let the memories dwell. You chose to let those memories dwell. you chose to let your emotions run wild. You chose to, even after the end, torture and hurt the other party. CHOOSE. Its not a big word, but a big responsibility.
Its Easter. A significant day. JESUS. A big name, his responsibility paid in full for our sins. On that day when Jesus hung on that cross, he is by far considered the worst sinner of mankind. The worst sinner the face of the earth will ever see. Why? He took all our sins, and placed them onto himself. He took the responsibility of our sins. He CHOSE to. He could very well, walk down the cross and live out the rest of his life as a Rabbi. He didn't did he? No.... no he didn't. That's what was so beautiful about him. That kind of love...its the ultimate kind of love any one can ever show. Sacrifice. Have you sacrificed your thoughts for the other person? Have you let go fully? Have you come to a place where you can trust in Jesus and in him alone?
My thoughts here are not pin pointed to any one.... i know some of you reading here may have a thought about who I'm talking about. That's right... YOU. I am guilty of this also.
We have a life to live. Lets not make it hell for each other. We share the same blood, the same spirit the same father. Heaven or hell. You decide.
