Welcome to my blog. Here you will find things such as short stories I write, bits of novels, thoughts on Scripture that I'm reading, possibly talks that I have done (in text form) and sometimes a random thought that pops into my head.

The contents of some posts will be about my reading and will have bits of the little bit of life experience I have. Things such as "I saw a tree, it was an oak tree, I know because my life experience of primary school told me!"
Also there is a post on here about milk. Read that one, it's enjoyable!!
Some things you see here were written by a version of me I no longer agree with. I considered deleting these. I probably should. But I want to leave them here in order to show and indicate how someone can grow, learn, and have different opinions than they once held as they learn more about the world and themselves.

Saturday 2 February 2013

TotD: Meeting my Younger Self

This is something that has been coming up a lot lately, imagine what it would be like to meet yourself 10 years from now. I think I would like to meet myself from 7 years ago.

To write this blog I need to admit to a guilty pleasure. I enjoy watching Glee, mostly for the music, though the stories are beginning to grab me now that they have calmed down (season 1 and 2 I didn't watch as it was way over the top).
In the most recent episode of Glee Rachel Berry, the lead character from the previous three seasons who is now studying in NYADA in NYC is asked to do a topless scene. She is 'torn' and an older version of herself, in more geeky clothes and with straighter hair appears in front of her. The younger Rachel tells the now Rachel that she is not a porn star, even if her hair and make-up make her look like one. Rachel of the now gets offended and Rachel of the before explains. Then then two of them sing the song 'torn' together.
(Here's a YouTube link in case you want to see it yourself, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YcX8YkrfYUI )


This got me thinking again about meeting a younger me. I picked 7 years ago because I would have been 16. 16 was an interesting year. I wonder what a 16 year old me would think of a 23 year old me.
At 16 I was furthest from God, so much so that I had, in my head though not publicly, given up on God and accepted a sin in my life as my own identity. I had given up on trying to be 'good enough for God' and was living life my way.

I imagine a 16 year old me, meeting me now, would try and convince me I was wrong about God and that He doesn't care. He would tell me that I lie to myself and others about being good enough for God, because that is what he thought was important. He would probably not like me very much because we are very stubborn. He would scoff at Wavey; insisting he is David J. Cowpar the first, as I did at 16. Wavey, to him, to him would sound like a stupid baby name that he would detest. He would insult almost everything that I am, though perhaps secretly admire the fact that I stuck with the God thing (and possibly deep down have a bit of hope that he will).

There are things I would love to say to him as well. Though I would not want to change history. I would tell him about relationships that turn sour soon and how to be careful in those situations, so, at the very least, he comes out of them the good guy and not the bad guy. I would encourage him to be vocal with the right people, before someone else was and he ended up in a worse place. I would encourage him to walk away from the thing he loved so much and that was used to hurt him more than anything else. It wouldn't make a difference if he was involved in it or not. Most of all I would tell him that it would be tough for another while but to take comfort in the fact that it gets better and God does care so so much about us.

Sorry that was odd, but I just wanted to share it, as random as it was.

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