terça-feira, 9 de agosto de 2011

Hey?!

I think that the world doesn't need me...at least anymore!
I've been used so many times that I'm not quite sure when I'm not. I don't want to be like that!


People started to love things and worship them. I guess they don't really know what does ''being in love for somebody'' really means and they don't even know which God is the Real One.


We see nations destroyed by wars, corruption between the politics, people hurt and dead, without any hope or support...All Tv channels are full of this!
We see teens without future but with a purpose, giving their lives to drugs, alcohol, smoke and all kinds of addiction, hoping to find some sort of satisfaction, something that calms down/ vanish for a while all the pain  they're feeling inside.


Enough!


Our future can't just die without purpose! Our love can't be used!
Our purpose might have a hard path, but has a beautiful end (:
So why to give up? The complicated paths aren't difficult to give up... are difficult to get up and continue, knowing that this pain might follow you until the end.
Actually, the hard times can be the greatest testimony ever, sometimes... well, most of the times, so I've been told. You might not be a good story teller.. but you have a unique story!



After all... The  world needs us!

quarta-feira, 3 de agosto de 2011

A Letter to God

Dear God,


I'm not quite sure if the world's my problem or if I'm the world's problem. Can't figure out how and why people tell me things that don't trust anyone else. Why my difference's clearer than the others? What am I supposed to do with all that stuff?
All of us has got to learn with their mistakes...even if it hurts, right? 
"Bless and you'll be blessed"... I don't know if I'm doing everything right! Sometimes, things happens all the time and I can't find the right words to say and express all I know 'bout Your love and Yourself to the ones that doesn't know You and needs You!


Yeah, this sounds like me.. The quiet and insecure one...That doesn't really know if the right thing should be done and doesn't really is in a group that makes her feel like she belongs at school! Yes, I'm the one who's not really  loved at school but is loved outside it.. Sounds like me!


I know I have to overcome this, because this window must be tired of seeing me cry and everyone that trust me!
Please Father, read this humble letter.
Love,
Marta