136. Going, going, gone.

I suppose I left the he said, she said phrases along with high school almost three years ago to date.

However I still place blame on folks. As is accustomed to placing blame on me. In a sense we are all guilty for something in our lives. It is extremely hard to take the blame and move with the aftermath. I have a hard time admitting that I'm wrong. I hold faults just as any other human being on this planet. I ask the good Lord to help me in discovering that I, myself am full of mistakes and habits that have become all to familiar in the "wrong" category.

It blows my mind how many people I'm left with. I'm not a person who needs to hold a lot of ties in order to claim a status. The status is...Ashley. If you are with me then I can tell and if you claim to be with me then you better show it. In the past few months I have really made some life changing decisions that will stick with me into future months that will become years that will turn into how I live day to day. I wish some people would stick around long enough for me to have an impact. Or...vice versa. I like when people stick around. I enjoy when I learn things from people.

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I've been reading this book. I'm almost finished with it and it's completely changed the way I view the world. Not many books have done that for me. I enjoy reading more than the average person, but I usually take what's expected from the book and move forward to the next. This is ultimately one of those reads that is meant to give you a little more than you bargain for. It's forcing me to think and reconsider how I'm living and where I'm living and why I'm living. I like questions that involve life. What's it all about and what am I, myself going to do to make a difference? So tiny and microscopic, and yet so large and in charge.

In the book he takes letters from readers and tries to answer their questions. One lady asks him the off the wall question of should she have a baby. Shes older, in her 40's, and is finally ready and settled to have a child. The only worry and concern she holds is that she doesn't think it is too wise to bring a child into an utterly corrupt world such as our own. She's scared of the child's future. The author agrees with her...but doesn't want to write that back. Instead he ponders...and then jots down a different phrase that stands out to me. I guess this can be carried in my days now as well.

"But I replied that what made being alive almost worthwhile for me, besides music, was all the saints I met, who could be anywhere. By saints I meant people who behaved decently in a strikingly indecent society."

Ha...oh how he captures the very heart and soul.


I've been listening to different music now a days. Theres a very cool artist by the name of Mat Kearney. His stuff is very powerful and he steps outside of the box with the way he both sings and says his words in the songs. I can thank Dan for introducing me to his music. Thanks Dan!