this morning, i prayed for this little girl on the jeep. she reminded me of forrest gump: she had metal bars on her left leg, she was thin and she was brimming with innocence. she seemed to me as if she had a developmental disorder. her mom was hugging her tight the whole time.
i couldn't decide whether she had it better than the rest of us.
she wouldn't have to worry about falling in love and getting hurt.
she wouldn't have to know how painful it is to have friends leave your side.
she wouldn't have to be burdened by the conflicts of adolescence, the problems of everyday life, the inconsistencies of faith and the complexities of the human condition.
but before love hurts, it makes us grow.
before our friends leave, they'd laugh, cry and be stupid with us.
adolescence breaks us but it rebuilds us too.
life is a blind mission but it sharpens our senses.
faith makes us believe and makes us hope.
the human condition was not something we were meant to solve, it was something we should learn to control.
maybe she had it better, but then again that's not for us to decide.
live.
delicious ambiguity.
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