Rework

My message to myself, to the rest.
I'm feeling a little Winston Churchill ish.
That is stuck to my guns, fighting through.
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent" Eleanor Roosevelt
God has given me the tools to survive, and he will continue to give me what I need.
I am going to live for my lord not slowing down, not caring what I fit in.
I have a world of opportunity, God can do anything and I believe that.
And I take another step, as I reach for the future.
As you can tell I can get very focused,
And the farther I go the older I feel,
the more I understand people from the past.
I only live once and this is the way I want to live it.

I love straight forward,
simple direct because, I find so many times it doesn't exist,
so all I can do is make guesstamates, and I get tired of it.
But I'll try again, because that's all I can do.

Under the condition;
I can't know everyone so I would rather know a few people well and try to make things work.
I can't do everything so I would rather pick a few things and do them well.
that I can't be someone else, all I can do is what I believe is true.

I know that if I try work for someone else's dream,
if I try to meet someone else's expectation, I find myself dead.

I find never is a strong word, and I find I have no idea how things will change
I feel the restless soul inside of me, so many things I want yet to do,
so many things I have left that I should do, so I propose to do them.
I will lay them down if needed because they hardly reach to top of my priorities.
Nothing seems to be better than to try what I believe, trust God with the rest
and then fail or succeed.
I find myself making more mistakes but how am I suppose to learn?

Some guy in Siberia believes he is Jesus reincarnated, and it works at my soul.
Can you really think so, can you really so mislead, what drives that.
I guess some of us are feed up with the modern world, and turn to what we will.
To bad, the real church hasn't picked you up.

It seems I deep down I like to thwart the world, prove how things are so backwards.
But I find hardly anyone cares, and I find myself in the same boat because
I do not know how to fix things, I do not know what is wrong, and
I don't have the strength to fix things, though I've tried really hard.
So I trust God to lead me down his path,
because really that's the only way things can go, to do any better.

The Restaurant at the End of the Universe by Douglas Adams page 48 End of ch. 7
"Expect!' said Marvin, 'Oh yes, expect. I'll tell you what they gave me to protect myself with shall I?'
'Yes, alright,' said the battle machine, bracing itself,
'Nothing,' said Marvin.
There was a dangerous pause.
'Nothing?' roared the battle machine.
'Nothing at all,' intoned Marvin dismally, 'not an electronic sausage.'
...
'Hell's bells!' the machine roared as it plummeted fifteen storeys and smashed itself to bits on the ground below.
'What a depressingly stupid machine,' said Marvin and trudged away."