Sunday, November 20, 2011

T.F.




They say it does not exist. That it's just a myth. That it's just a fairy tale. How come I feel it every day? How come it changed me so much?...Fairy tales does not change life! How come this one does?...

The bridge


It is said that on his way to conquer the world, Alexandru Macedon passed through a lot of countries. Every time he crossed a bridge, he would turn back and tear it to the ground. This way his army knew there is no turning back. There was only ahead.They knew their purpose and desire was laying ahead. This was their catchword:"No turning back"...They had this oath before enrolling the army, and they would give their last breath for their country and goal. Even if they knew their families and friends and life was back there, they had no change to get there. They've given up everything for that one goal. Everything.
I think it is the same in a christian life. You have to break down every little bridge that keeps you in touch with your past. Once you've known Jesus and what He has done for you, you no longer belong to your past. That includes your acts, words, vice or sin." You are no longer a slave of your sin". "They will know the Truth and the Truth will give them freedom".
If there's any bridge that keeps you turning back every time, maybe it's time you should do something about it. You should know where are you heading.You shouldn't let anything to get in your way,in your way to Christ. Everyday is a battlefield. A battle which should be brought down to your knees. That's the place where the end of your daily battle is written. Either you win it, or lose it... The more bridges you let behind, the harder will be for you to advance. Tear that bridges down!

Saturday, November 19, 2011

:)


"When you think you've done enough, push it just a little bit. You will see there's room for more. There will always be room for one more smile, one more hug, one more person. The Earth is not too small for you to fit in"...

Friday, November 18, 2011

what if?...



I was listening to this video, and an idea popped into my head: what if there would be a site where all can write and share their life stories?... Something like facebook, but with another purpose. A site on which people can share their life experiences, their stories. It would be like talking to an old friend. You could get help or advice, you can read others people stories, you can find true friends with whom you can talk, or laugh or cry. It would be like a huge mailbox. I used to keep in touch with my friends through letters for a while. I was telling them about my student life and about the changes that have marked my life. For so long this way of expressing myself have helped me, which is why I'm writing even now. Some stories have really marked me, have impressed me and motivated me to go on with my life. I think that if ever, this idea would take root in someones hands, it would be a great opportunity for everybody to realize that they're not alone. Your life can influence mine and so on...
Listening to people's life stories, have made me realize I'm not the only one with problems. But much more important, listening to their problems and trying to help or to encourage others, have made my problems seem too small to give them any attention. It made me realize I'm truly blessed. I think that if we could make time to listen to the ones who need to be listened , we will change our life and much more. We could start living as a huge community, where everyone is important and everyone is helped...
It's a really nice dream, isn't it?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

hello, my friend


It's amazing how ideas hit me in the morning. I just wake up and: there they are! Sometimes I wonder: do they ever sleep? They're like a bunch of kids trying to wake up their parents on the Christmas morning.
Anyways, I saw you on the streets today. I don't know what's going on, but, seriously, you should change your face! Or at least your attitude...It's something about it that makes you think: "Man! That dude just got hit!" Seriously, you should do something about it. It's not that you should smile all the time or something, but try to cheer up a little bit. Shake off that unhappiness. Literally. Take yourself by your neck, and shake it off! Take that mood down. We are humans, we all have good and bad days, but if I ever learned something in my 21-year-life, is that life does not pat you on the back.. No, no. It hits you like a full- speed train. Right there, in front of your eyes. It's unexpected. It's harsh. Sometimes, rude. What's important is, how do you deal with it. And here you have two options. You either run, or face it. Someone told me once:" Think about your death everyday. Face your enemy. You can do it". That made me wonder. Who is my enemy? Fear of death? Fear of others? Fear of the unknown?
Well, my friend, let me tell you something. All I see everyday are people who are scared of something or someone. People who are so scared that they're not gonna be accepted that they live their life based on compromise and lies. People so scared they're not gonna be loved, that they give their treasures and everything they have best to anyone who asks for it. People who seek confidence and peace in wrong places, such as drugs and drinks or sex. Fear is haunting this Earth, wreaking peoples' hearts and life, leaving behind broken hearts and uncertainty.
It's been my fearest enemy for as long as I can remember. I can't tell you I'm cured of it, but I've learned that every day is battle field. A fight that it's taken down to the place of it. On my knees. And I can tell you my friend, there is always, Someone who is listening.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

T.F.




They say it does not exist. That it's just a myth. That it's just a fairy tale. How come I feel it every day? How come it changed me so much?...Fairy tales does not change life! How come this one does?...

The bridge


It is said that on his way to conquer the world, Alexandru Macedon passed through a lot of countries. Every time he crossed a bridge, he would turn back and tear it to the ground. This way his army knew there is no turning back. There was only ahead.They knew their purpose and desire was laying ahead. This was their catchword:"No turning back"...They had this oath before enrolling the army, and they would give their last breath for their country and goal. Even if they knew their families and friends and life was back there, they had no change to get there. They've given up everything for that one goal. Everything.
I think it is the same in a christian life. You have to break down every little bridge that keeps you in touch with your past. Once you've known Jesus and what He has done for you, you no longer belong to your past. That includes your acts, words, vice or sin." You are no longer a slave of your sin". "They will know the Truth and the Truth will give them freedom".
If there's any bridge that keeps you turning back every time, maybe it's time you should do something about it. You should know where are you heading.You shouldn't let anything to get in your way,in your way to Christ. Everyday is a battlefield. A battle which should be brought down to your knees. That's the place where the end of your daily battle is written. Either you win it, or lose it... The more bridges you let behind, the harder will be for you to advance. Tear that bridges down!

Saturday, November 19, 2011

:)


"When you think you've done enough, push it just a little bit. You will see there's room for more. There will always be room for one more smile, one more hug, one more person. The Earth is not too small for you to fit in"...

Friday, November 18, 2011

what if?...



I was listening to this video, and an idea popped into my head: what if there would be a site where all can write and share their life stories?... Something like facebook, but with another purpose. A site on which people can share their life experiences, their stories. It would be like talking to an old friend. You could get help or advice, you can read others people stories, you can find true friends with whom you can talk, or laugh or cry. It would be like a huge mailbox. I used to keep in touch with my friends through letters for a while. I was telling them about my student life and about the changes that have marked my life. For so long this way of expressing myself have helped me, which is why I'm writing even now. Some stories have really marked me, have impressed me and motivated me to go on with my life. I think that if ever, this idea would take root in someones hands, it would be a great opportunity for everybody to realize that they're not alone. Your life can influence mine and so on...
Listening to people's life stories, have made me realize I'm not the only one with problems. But much more important, listening to their problems and trying to help or to encourage others, have made my problems seem too small to give them any attention. It made me realize I'm truly blessed. I think that if we could make time to listen to the ones who need to be listened , we will change our life and much more. We could start living as a huge community, where everyone is important and everyone is helped...
It's a really nice dream, isn't it?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

hello, my friend


It's amazing how ideas hit me in the morning. I just wake up and: there they are! Sometimes I wonder: do they ever sleep? They're like a bunch of kids trying to wake up their parents on the Christmas morning.
Anyways, I saw you on the streets today. I don't know what's going on, but, seriously, you should change your face! Or at least your attitude...It's something about it that makes you think: "Man! That dude just got hit!" Seriously, you should do something about it. It's not that you should smile all the time or something, but try to cheer up a little bit. Shake off that unhappiness. Literally. Take yourself by your neck, and shake it off! Take that mood down. We are humans, we all have good and bad days, but if I ever learned something in my 21-year-life, is that life does not pat you on the back.. No, no. It hits you like a full- speed train. Right there, in front of your eyes. It's unexpected. It's harsh. Sometimes, rude. What's important is, how do you deal with it. And here you have two options. You either run, or face it. Someone told me once:" Think about your death everyday. Face your enemy. You can do it". That made me wonder. Who is my enemy? Fear of death? Fear of others? Fear of the unknown?
Well, my friend, let me tell you something. All I see everyday are people who are scared of something or someone. People who are so scared that they're not gonna be accepted that they live their life based on compromise and lies. People so scared they're not gonna be loved, that they give their treasures and everything they have best to anyone who asks for it. People who seek confidence and peace in wrong places, such as drugs and drinks or sex. Fear is haunting this Earth, wreaking peoples' hearts and life, leaving behind broken hearts and uncertainty.
It's been my fearest enemy for as long as I can remember. I can't tell you I'm cured of it, but I've learned that every day is battle field. A fight that it's taken down to the place of it. On my knees. And I can tell you my friend, there is always, Someone who is listening.