Reflections

The time I often write a lot, is when i am down and out. When I am low in spirit and backed up against the wall. I should feel wonderful, because I have the hope of Christ. The hope that my dreams will become reality. That I would be able to love people in a rediculous manner by using my brain to think innovatively to build and design products. This will eventually allow me to provide jobs to people who are "risky" to mentor and develop them. This would also allow me to join the Fair Wage wagon, and invest into hard his areas, and help with community development, water sanitation, and education. It is a blessing to have such a big and attainable dream. It is also very daunting though, to know there are many steps that it is going to take to get there.

I still also have hopes of having a family and living in an inner city area, and serving and investing in my neighbors rediculously. I know that i will probably have a fairly abnormal lifestyle, and the woman of my dreams will have to be rediculously amazing to be crazy enough to walk with me through it all. She will be loved much though, her beauty will me revealed by encouragement safety and support for her to dream big. I pray that i will be good enough for her.