he's a piece of work, our tom. he's not exactly a pretty boy, but there's something about his spirit--wit, charm, energy, and an often comical inventiveness. given a break or two, he could have become, you imagine, one of those rough-hewn entrepreneurs whose rags-to-riches stories go enliven capitalism's history. maybe it's his devilish nerve, as well as one's feelings of foreboding on his behalf. As one delves deeper into his life of crime, a sense of curiosity abrews. we sense that, smart and daring though he is, he will not be able to resist his own heedlessness. those violent flashes of temper wipe all clever calculations out of his brain.
a lonely lad standing on an empty shore, complete in ponderous thoughts, jack finds himself superior to the underlings of the city. wise and intelligent through his words, he somehow manages to stand out among the crowd of those already far and few between. yet, in his conscious efforts of mixing in, so-to-speak, he cannot--with the pride- and boastful nature of someone who holds himself in such esteem. with the ability to accomplish most, if not all, things he wants to do in life, he takes upon any challenge he sees, only to realize there is something behind his stubbornness to acknowledge defeat.
the story begins with a dare--a dare to prove which has the greater ability to see ahead, far into the distance, tiny words of wisdom. this banner will sit at the top of archway of the clock tower overlooking the whole city. the night before the banner is revealed for the whole public to see, both tom and jack independently sneak into the secret chambers of hidden treasures, to uncover the words beforehand. their plans, hoping to solve the mystery prior, will bring them more prestige if they succeed. their boastful and confident natures obviously refuse to submit themselves into a four-eyed world, even if need be.
so the next day comes, and all gather together to witness the opening of this banner and the "vision" competition of tom and jack. tom utters the words of wisdom. jack laughs and says: ha! i even know the smaller words, of when and where they were written on the bottom right hand corner.
the public falls into mass hysteria. it is ironic that both can assert their words with confidence when clearly 1) the sheet that covers the frame has not yet been lifted and 2) the words on the banner have actually been changed last minute. sadly enough, both are caught in deceit. tom and jack run sheepishly away, only to return to the city weeks later--humbled--each with a brand new pair of glasses.
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perception
in a simplified version, i randomly revisit the children's book i created back in seventh grade. through the binoculars of humility, some things are no longer what they've appeared to be.
If ignorance is a bliss,
then expectations should be dismissed.
If ideality is inspiring,
Then reality should be transpiring.
as much as i miss those days when "fun" has always existed in my daily vocabulary, i smile at the prospects of sitting still and filling my cup once again. the power of songs is forceful. it has been a while since i last wanted to pray together with other fellow brothers and sisters. i see the reflection on the window in my office of my fingers typing away on this keyboard as i ponder away the purpose of me being where i'm at and interacting with those in life.
C and E challenge my thoughts as they share with me the juxtaposition of love and pride. J's explanation delves deeper as he relates faith with love, opposite of pride (the first sin). this metaphor instantly strikes a chord in me and questions my motive for the things i do and the prayers i request for. unknowingly, i find the answer of my being.
"sometimes coming head to head with all the insecurities and areas to be improved upon results in a sort of freedom because of who we are in Christ. because of Him we have limitless potential, and all the flaws that we identify can be diminished in the light of knowing Him." she explains. so i heed her advice, and ask for Him to speak. am i testing the Spirits when i ask for the passage i wish to seek? or am i really waiting patiently for Him to tell me His Will?
so then i begin..........as the harmony from psalm 27 sings in my ears.
a lonely lad standing on an empty shore, complete in ponderous thoughts, jack finds himself superior to the underlings of the city. wise and intelligent through his words, he somehow manages to stand out among the crowd of those already far and few between. yet, in his conscious efforts of mixing in, so-to-speak, he cannot--with the pride- and boastful nature of someone who holds himself in such esteem. with the ability to accomplish most, if not all, things he wants to do in life, he takes upon any challenge he sees, only to realize there is something behind his stubbornness to acknowledge defeat.
the story begins with a dare--a dare to prove which has the greater ability to see ahead, far into the distance, tiny words of wisdom. this banner will sit at the top of archway of the clock tower overlooking the whole city. the night before the banner is revealed for the whole public to see, both tom and jack independently sneak into the secret chambers of hidden treasures, to uncover the words beforehand. their plans, hoping to solve the mystery prior, will bring them more prestige if they succeed. their boastful and confident natures obviously refuse to submit themselves into a four-eyed world, even if need be.
so the next day comes, and all gather together to witness the opening of this banner and the "vision" competition of tom and jack. tom utters the words of wisdom. jack laughs and says: ha! i even know the smaller words, of when and where they were written on the bottom right hand corner.
the public falls into mass hysteria. it is ironic that both can assert their words with confidence when clearly 1) the sheet that covers the frame has not yet been lifted and 2) the words on the banner have actually been changed last minute. sadly enough, both are caught in deceit. tom and jack run sheepishly away, only to return to the city weeks later--humbled--each with a brand new pair of glasses.
-----
perception
in a simplified version, i randomly revisit the children's book i created back in seventh grade. through the binoculars of humility, some things are no longer what they've appeared to be.
If ignorance is a bliss,
then expectations should be dismissed.
If ideality is inspiring,
Then reality should be transpiring.
as much as i miss those days when "fun" has always existed in my daily vocabulary, i smile at the prospects of sitting still and filling my cup once again. the power of songs is forceful. it has been a while since i last wanted to pray together with other fellow brothers and sisters. i see the reflection on the window in my office of my fingers typing away on this keyboard as i ponder away the purpose of me being where i'm at and interacting with those in life.
C and E challenge my thoughts as they share with me the juxtaposition of love and pride. J's explanation delves deeper as he relates faith with love, opposite of pride (the first sin). this metaphor instantly strikes a chord in me and questions my motive for the things i do and the prayers i request for. unknowingly, i find the answer of my being.
"sometimes coming head to head with all the insecurities and areas to be improved upon results in a sort of freedom because of who we are in Christ. because of Him we have limitless potential, and all the flaws that we identify can be diminished in the light of knowing Him." she explains. so i heed her advice, and ask for Him to speak. am i testing the Spirits when i ask for the passage i wish to seek? or am i really waiting patiently for Him to tell me His Will?
so then i begin..........as the harmony from psalm 27 sings in my ears.
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