Spaghetti of thoughts

I'm constantly amazed by pple around me. Sometimes in a bad way, but right now in a good way. The bad? How genuinity of pple is so hard to find these days. Why is it that as pple grow up they start to feign who they are, how they succumb so easily to the temptations that this temporal world has to offer. Is there any instant gratification on their part as they dish out nasty comments? i should think not. Why do pple start to wear masks, hiding themselves in a shell? Where is the child in all of us? Why do we have to build up our self defences, only to shoot arrows at others? The world is quite angsty, songs are angst-filled, which is a whole load of crap actually. Oh well, however bad it gets, God reminds me that He is real and He is with me=)

The good? My heart is warmed to know that there are so many out there who have such a heart for Christ. Their want to share the gospel, to leave their comforts behind and to venture into places, knowing that they go not alone, but God with them. On another note, I am happy that I have found yet another friend who shares the same dreams that I do! And He reminds me that I am never alone in this personal journey with Him! God be with you! =)

Every heart that has Christ is a missionary, every heart that does not is a mission field