Maybe junk is about to get real?

Jesus listened to me and told me last night that despite the fact that he enjoys philosophy, philosophical debates are for people who are too concerned on being right and can end up being only about being right. He told me that being right doesn’t matter. He told me that he knows what it’s like to be lost in one’s own head, that he’s been there before and he told me that he knows how scary that place is. He also reminded me that only He matters. Do i believe it?

Despite my ever changing thoughts, Jesus stays and he says “there’s no shame in that. You’re not stupid… Or else, i’m stupid, too”.

And Jesus can’t be stupid. Well, it depends on what you think of stupidity, but, he’s brilliant.

He also told me that “junk is about to get real, like really real, like really really real, like, i can’t exactly tell you how, but it’s going to. You and i are going to be like THIS close”, but only if i let it become real. i am as weak as the thinnest branch on a tree, and he whispers to me that it’s the perfect time to choose. “Junk is about to get real”, which is the scariest part…

i couldn’t help but smile and shiver.

Jesus is alive today, and hecomes in all forms because his people are as diverse as the number of your skin cells, if you keep that in mind… and you can see him shine through them so clearly sometimes that at the perfect moment, you will see no difference between them and him.

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This song always makes me feel good and freak out in the good way.

It makes me think of my first friend ever, her name was Blair. i met her in 6th grade in our chorus class, where we sang “A Whole New World” and “Grease Lightning”. Our friendship was brief because i had to move on the behalf of my mom’s marriage, but Blair was the first kid in my whole time in public school who was genuinely nice to me. She was a talkative little punker and i remember she complimented the button pin on my jelly shoes. Those jelly shoes were so cool to me (where on earth are they? i hope i didn’t thrift them!), and i tried not to be insecure about them just because they were different from what everyone else wore. Those shoes, with their red and white laces, and the button i stuck on, it was the least i could do to express myself in physicality. My mom was single and had no job for 6 months, thus sleeping in front of the tv all day with the crazy telenovela women screaming and weeping, so i was really insecure from a lack of attention, and i also got picked on for wearing the same t-shirt all the time, and for having jeans that were too short for me, while all the other girls flaunted the fact that they could afford overpriced miniskirts and thongs. At 12 years old!

But, Blair, i think of her every once in a while and how she liked me when the other girls didn’t. And so did this kid named Kyle. At the time, i never knew a guy could be as compassionate as he was to me. Still, i had no clue why Blair liked me, but she saw past what others did and she was more real, unlike the “frenemies” i kept making. And she listened to a lot of pop songs like this one, so it’s natural that i think of her whenever i listen to Third Eye’s “Graduate” or maybe a song by Sum 41, Simple Plan or Good Charlotte. She was huge on the last two. And so thinking of her and those times, and this song, it makes me not want to grow up, or at least not stop caring about friendship or how music brings people together and makes us think of the times we shared.

Was it really six years ago?

Graduate // Third Eye Blind

This is my hope: that the real spirit of making and sharing and listening to music never dies