So, life is hard. There are some days where you just feel optimistic and just breath in happiness and contentment with yourself and all that is around you, but most days that is not the case. You(maybe not you but I) just wish sometimes that I could fit in better and have the same mentality as everyone else and do all those things and that that would make you happy. Drinking, partying, whatever. But that stuff doesn't make me happy. Sure, have the occasional drink and night out but that isn't my life. I'm fine with that but when every Monday or Tuesday or whenever you run into someone you're asked the question that all consequential judgments are based upon, "how was your weekend? what did you do?", its hard to take in that sarcastic arch of the eyebrow or pitying glance when your reply is "I watched planet earth with my roommates and baked cranberry walnut bread".
I don't have to change for these people. I'm living my life and I know someone who is happy with the way I am living it and that should be the only opinion that I care about. So I am working on that. I want to live for God because...because He loves me more than I could ever imagine or give back in return. He loves me unconditionally and is the only one who will love me forever. Me and you, our love is fleeting and fickle, but God is the only one who will love perfectly forever.
