I believe that we are a cynical generation. Full of snide comments, side glances and quiet scoffs at anything that even suggests the optimistic. Dreams don't come true. Mountains stay right where they are, I don't care who you are. True love is for saps and women who watch romantic comedies and God is for weaklings.
It's a hostile world for a wide eyed hopelessly romantic Jesus loving fool such as myself. I believe that dreams DO come true. I believe that mountains DO move. I believe that the woman I'm in love with is a good woman and that she is the love of my life. I believe Jesus is the Son of God. And yes, that there is a God to begin with.
I don't believe that homosexuality is a valid sexual orientation. I don't believe 'sexual orientation' deserves any sort of validity at all seeing as it suggests that there is more than one box to tick, which I don't believe there is.
I believe that I am far from perfect. I believe that I am in no position to judge anyone. But I do believe that I am in a position to love and to be willing to listen and to try my best to understand.
I believe a very many things. And don't probably an equal number.
Ask me why I believe the things that I believe and why I don't the things I don't and for many of those things I would not have an answer for you. And for the answers that I did have, they would probably disappoint you. And from that you might wonder to yourself why I would want to lay a bed of what may seem willful ignorance and sleep in it the sleep of the dead.
What I can say is that I believe what I believe. Even when confronted with what seems the more logical, the more pragmatic, the more sensible- your uncle is a failure, this is Uganda, how many marriages actually last, what has this so called God of yours done for you that you can actually hold up and show me and prove beyond a reasonable doubt?
Huh? What was that? Yeah, that's what I thought.
I believe that we are a cynical generation. Full of snide comments, side glances and quiet scoffs at anything that even suggests the optimistic. Dreams don't come true. Mountains stay right where they are, I don't care who you are. True love is for saps and women who watch romantic comedies and God is for weaklings.
I would like to believe, however, that this is not as true as it seems.
It's a hostile world for a wide eyed hopelessly romantic Jesus loving fool such as myself. I believe that dreams DO come true. I believe that mountains DO move. I believe that the woman I'm in love with is a good woman and that she is the love of my life. I believe Jesus is the Son of God. And yes, that there is a God to begin with.
I don't believe that homosexuality is a valid sexual orientation. I don't believe 'sexual orientation' deserves any sort of validity at all seeing as it suggests that there is more than one box to tick, which I don't believe there is.
I believe that I am far from perfect. I believe that I am in no position to judge anyone. But I do believe that I am in a position to love and to be willing to listen and to try my best to understand.
I believe a very many things. And don't probably an equal number.
Ask me why I believe the things that I believe and why I don't the things I don't and for many of those things I would not have an answer for you. And for the answers that I did have, they would probably disappoint you. And from that you might wonder to yourself why I would want to lay a bed of what may seem willful ignorance and sleep in it the sleep of the dead.
What I can say is that I believe what I believe. Even when confronted with what seems the more logical, the more pragmatic, the more sensible- your uncle is a failure, this is Uganda, how many marriages actually last, what has this so called God of yours done for you that you can actually hold up and show me and prove beyond a reasonable doubt?
Huh? What was that? Yeah, that's what I thought.
I believe that we are a cynical generation. Full of snide comments, side glances and quiet scoffs at anything that even suggests the optimistic. Dreams don't come true. Mountains stay right where they are, I don't care who you are. True love is for saps and women who watch romantic comedies and God is for weaklings.
I would like to believe, however, that this is not as true as it seems.
