En Route

Today I went to Panera around lunch time. It was pretty packed and can you guess the people who were there? Yep your right, everyone coming from church… Seeing all these people dressed up in there church clothes and their hair all done up almost made me laugh.
I can remeber doing that. I can remember getting up pretty early in the morning on sunday and putting on my nice church clothes. Next came the hair, and thats what me and my mom always fought about.
Why was all this so important to us. I mean does it really matter?
Church was such a big thing. It was a big ol’ event or show. I wasn’t old enough at the time to really realize what i was partici[ating in but looking back on it now i fully understand..

Now the reason i couldn’t really laugh at these people is because for most of them that works. It works for them to put on a big show at church maybe thats how the message really gets across to them i don’t know.

But saying all that it doesn’t really matter to me. Its still to me not right. I don’t know how to handle this belief of mine?
Or the belief that everyone in my community has.
It there a right and a wrong way?

(Caution this is really sad) Today the Battles family said goodbye to there son and shut him away from this world… i have never been to a funeral for someone the same age as me. it sucked..
Especially when the parents where viewing there child for the last time…

No parent should ever have to put there kid into the ground… no parent should ever have to say one last goodbye… I feel like crap.. i’m trying to be positive and remeber hes no longer in this messed up world.. but the pain and sorrow his family is going through is immense..

And to make things even worse… Like three days ago my dad told me that our good friend Reuben’s wife died in a car crash.. No the thing is Reuben is blind, and has three kids…he lives in Kenya so theres not too much we can do for him, but i know the people there who will do all that they can to help him through this…

Life is pretty hard right now but what i think about a lot now is that why do i wake up every morning hating school and hating have to go somewhere.. god gave me life to live it.. he gave e those breaths in the morning so that i can go on… I shouldn’t take for granted every breath that he gives me..

Appreciate life and the people you spend it with… Love… Hope…