Saturday, 27 February 2010

Facelift?

I need to change my default facial expression.
Far too many times I have heard, 'wow, you look like you wanna beat someone up' or 'oh look at your face, you're so moody'. I find it slightly amusing though a bit hurtful. Hmm. Maybe my face is a bit hurtful.
I'm rarely in a huff when a comment is made about my facial expression; I'm usually feeling joyous on the inside. Sometimes I'm just overrlyyythinking about things in life. That could be the cause.
I often acknowledge that my face is screwed up and try to change it, but sometimes I'm just not aware.
Maybe this is petty.
I dunno.
Seems to be a big issue for some people.
I think it makes me look kinda stush/arrogant/uppity. Though I'm really not. I like to think I'm quite down to earth. Perhaps not.

Well whatever. I'm working on it. But I know what's in my mind init so boy.

I think sometimes the things that I do/don't do because of my Christianity are perceived as stush or uppity. And maybe some people think that I think I'm better because of it. Well I don't.

This is what I think.

I'm A Christian

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner
Who received God's good grace, somehow!

Maya Angelou

Thank you! Words of this poem are so on point.
When I grow up, I wanna be like Ms Angelou.

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