Typically, I write about some things that annoy me...that rub me the wrong way...don't worry, that is what I plan on writing about this evening as well.
We went to a movie today. Blindside. Good flick, really it was. Touching, heartfelt, and honestly something that makes me only want to go to the inner city even more. Not only that, but it helped me to really realize that we focus too much on impacting others, not letting them impact us. So, my first annoyance, an honest one and one that I struggle with myself, is that people go into situations with those less fortunate and think that they are going to change that person's life because they do not have as much as them. Newsflash...those who are less fortunate can have just as much impact on your life as you can theirs...but in a different way. Something to remind ourselves everyday...especially as Christians. I don't know if people have noticed, but Christians are not superheroes. We are not the ones who are here to save the world or to save lives. In fact, we aren't even the ones who save lives. I believe that there is trinity of some sort who has that department. So the next time you think that you are impacting someone, look and see how much they are impacting you. Also, don't take all the credit...it's not just you. On a less serious, but still serious note: We walk up the steps, see a great spot midway up in the center...there is a couple sitting on the outside by the rows...as we start to walk towards their row, I hear the woman say, "oh great." She was upset that we were wanting to get to the center of the row. Yet, she was sitting on the outside of the row. So, let me get this straight, if there is 2 ends and a middle, the person sitting on the outside probably has seats on the other side of her. If there are seats, they are probably meant to be used. IF the seats are empty, then someone probably should be able to sit there. Correct me if I am wrong, but seats are meant for people to sit in? I think so. So, therefore, if the seats are empty, and visible...someone should sit in them. This woman should not get upset to move so that someone can get to those seats. Correct? Correct. So to all of you people out there who are this woman, SUCK IT UP AND MOVE! What's that, you don't want to? THEN DON'T SIT ON THE OUTSIDE AISLE. Done.
My father is nearly 60 years old. I know, he doesn't look like it, but he is. Let me tell you what, he doesn't really act like it either. Nope, not at all. Sometimes, it feels like I am with a six year old when I am with him. For example, last night:
"Dad, I'm taking the car to meet Claire and Gerard."
"What?! What are we supposed to do without a car?"
(Note: We have not used the car to go anywhere this entire trip. In fact, the only time we have used it is to take my brother to the airport. Six year old factor: Not having a use for something until someone is going to take it away. Example: A boy has a red fire truck toy that used to be his favorite, but he loses interest eventually. In fact, he forgets about it. Until one day when his mom is going to give it to charity. He hasn't played with it in months, but once someone else is going to have it, he notices it's gone).
"Well, do you need the car?"
(sigh) "I guess not, I guess we can walk everywhere we need to go"
(Note: We have been walking everywhere. Besides that, there is nowhere that is needed to go. We are on vacation, where do we need to go? Honestly, where do we freaking need to go?! Six year old factor: Guilt trip. I guess not...wah wah wah).
Now, I'm not doggin on my dad. He is great, really he is. He does a lot of things for me and I love him for it. Just bein' real.
Well, that's all for now.
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