and I realized (through a song in the movie) that there are a million things I don't know.
And that I'm always hungry for answers. But I don't know me.
I'd like to say that I do know me completely. I know that I have a lot of pride sometimes... and I can never admit it (it's actually pretty difficult for me to type that here too), that I like eating liver (weird, I know), that I can't stand it when people drag their feet, that I drag my feet when I'm mad... and then get even more mad at myself for dragging my feet, that I can't stand people who breathe in my ear, that I need to sleep north to south, that I need to sleep facing a window, that I hate hate hate the colour green (besides my uniform, there's nothing green in my closet except a hollister shirt that was a present and hasn't been worn...)
but those are hardly beyond the surface type facts.
I wish I knew things about my past too. Why they happened and how they've shaped me now.
I want to figure out me.
And I want to figure out the world at the same time.
Yeah, I know that sounds a bit over ambitious and kind of arrogant. Because, how can I?
I know I can't. But I wanna try. That's number four. Not to demand answers but to be hungry for knowledge... and to try to know God by trying to get to know everything He's created... and that includes me.
"Who holds the stars up in the sky? Is true love just once in a life-time? Did the captain of the Titanic cry? Does anybody know the way to Atlantis? Or what the wind says when she cries? Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain. Someday we'll know why the sky is blue. Someday we'll know..."
Why'd Samson love Delilah?
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