Wednesday, June 2, 2010

All you need is one.

I came across this quote yesterday:

"At this moment there are 6,824,700,000 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world. Six billion souls. And sometimes -- all you need is one."

So true...there are billions of souls in this world--billions--and sometimes, the only thing we need is one. Sometimes, there's just that one person that can make everything the way it should be...for that very moment, all is right in your world.

I guess I might be found somewhere between running scared and just now facing the truth. Maybe I'm running scared of the truth? I'm not sure. Sometimes I find myself wondering if I'm good enough, smart enough, pretty enough, etc...what qualifies enough, in the first place? I think these unrealistic, societal standards are what most see as true, and that's why we're running scared. The truth is scary, but the truth is--those standards aren't true.

The truth is, we are created in God's image--we are beautiful. We are smart enough--intelligent, all in our own ways. And the only thing keeping us from being good enough, is ourselves. We hold ourselves back from achieving greatness. But, don't sell yourself short. You are destined for greatness.

Needless to say, believing these things--believing you are destined for greatness--is much easier when that one soul who makes everything right in your world is there helping you to believe, helping you to see what they see in you. And, while it may be hard for me to believe that I am destined for greatness right now, I do believe that someday, no matter how distant it may seem now, someday my soul will meet it's match. Someday, all will be right in my world. But, until then, I'll just believe--believe in the greater good, believe in myself, and believe that I am enough.

She carries memories around like souvenirs down in her pockets. She should have let some go by now but can't seem to drop it. Says forgiveness ain't nothing but a lifeless tire on the shoulder of her soul--that never rolls. For as much as she stumbled she's runnin'. For as much as she runs she's still here. Always hoping to find something quicker than heaven, to make the damage of her days disappear--just like Guinevere. She don't hold onto nothin' new for very long. Yeah she writes you in as just one more tale and then you're gone. 'Cause she once fell hard 'cause she dropped her guard and no one gets to stay, it's just too late."

I guess for now, I'm just running...and somehow, at the same time, still here.

1 comment:

  1. Don't worry about it! The only one who has control of you and what you do is the Lord. Dont worry to much about this society. I am sure you are and do enough.
    Just keep on living every day like if it was your last! Loving, loving and loving.