This is a copy of a blog post I made. I really want you to think as you read.
Sorry, I just had to post this.
QUOTE said:I had one of the most important conversations of my life over the past 3 hours.
Far more important than anything else. It was not meant to be fun.
We talked and talked. I had work to do, but this was far more important. It didn't matter that I was very behind on it. We learned about each others' lives, about people and relationships, about many things.
We are two of a kind in a sea of many unsympathetic individuals. Skilled in hiding emotions and feelings, we are the exceptions. Only a brave few ever manage to confide their true feelings and their murky pasts to others. Why? Because no one seems to care except ourselves.
I look on the world and see many people, even so-called "friends", just living for no real purpose. We have things like drama amongst friends and family. Broken relationships. Mark 10:9 says this, "Therefore what God has joined together, let man not separate."
For the first time, I finally confided to someone whose past I didn't know. We talked about relationships to great lengths. We both saw what the other had gone through after finally delving deep beneath the surface.
Over the space of those 3 hours, I discussed my relationship plans and goals; he gave me advice. Unfortunately, that advice is what I believe the rest of the world believes, and we debated about that. If a relationship fails, then it wasn't meant to be, but it doesn't mean try and go for several "significant others" at once. We agreed on many points, and I knew that if my plans failed, I would suffer dearly for it for life.
It doesn't matter.
I don't know what others have been through. Even so, I wanted to ask people what they were living for, honestly.
The world is a cruel place. People not willing to contribute to something important, something radical and deeply necessary, are just contributing to the loneliness of isolated souls. Something needs to change. I really mean it.
Sure, you can ignore me and this post, no longer call me your "friend", and condemn me as you laugh alongside all your other "friends", but it doesn't matter. I've already suffered enough; what else could you possibly do to me?
Yes, the world simply doesn't care. And I wonder which of you won't care either.
Sorry, I just had to post this.