In All my Imperfections, Here I Am

In All my Imperfections, Here I Am

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Imperfection Once Again.

What is destructive behavior, and how is it handled? How can you live the life you want, and live by your faith at the same time?

I don't pretend to live a perfect life. I don't pretend that I don't do the stuff that I do. I try my best not to hide anything. I live by being true to myself. I have to, or I will go insane.
Literally.
If I lived this fake life, where I am a calm personality type person, and I don't do anything one or maybe two people will disapprove of, then the worst thing I think is will happen to me: I will soon be sinking in depression.
I'm not a very depressing person. I love making people laugh, I love to love others, I love my family, I get really crazy sometimes, and I love to love myself (in all its innocence people). I don't need to explain myself, or why I am the way that I am. If you can't accept it, or you are trying to change me, I'm not going to go ballistic on you and threaten you or whatever, but I will be really disappointed. I don't look at a person and judge them by what they do, or what I see they do on Facebook, its not my place to question it and "confront" them about it. We all have free will, and we all will abuse it sometime or another. Its in our human nature to do so. It doesn't make you a bad person. Stop the judgmental tendencies when you see me posting things on Facebook that you don't know the story, or your morals and beliefs are completely different then mine.
We all have a story. We all have a reason that the core of our beings to this day are what they are. God created us to all be equal, but He also created us to be completely different in our personalities, our looks, and morals as well as beliefs. You can't force any of your standards on someone else and expect them to kneel before you, begging for forgiveness. You can't keep banging on their heads, telling them to wake up and realize how stupid they're being, and how much disapproval you have for them in what they've been doing, because in all honesty, you have no fucking clue what they are doing, and there is a reason for that!
They know that what they are doing, someone is going to be disapproving of it, because their beliefs in how humans should act are COMPLETELY different then what the other thinks.

Now, as for one family member unto another!
This whole thing applies to them as well. If the mother was scrutinizing a ten year old girl, and telling her that what she is doing is not right, that is completely different then an adult family member confronting ANOTHER adult family member about their actions.
When we all grow up, we all experience the world and God in different ways. We complicate things in our lives differently then others, and we find our way out of our own messes different then others! We can't expect our family to have gone through the same shit, and be on the same page about how we should act in the world.
We should all be basing our behavior by what the Bible says and not by what stereotyped Christians and Churches say. It's so easy to get wrapped up in Stereotyped living. I, for one, try my BEST not to, because it promotes hypocrisy and installs fear, neither are of which are good.
This is all my opinion, but it is an opinion I STRONGLY believe. It all comes down the judging others.
You can't judge someone when you don't know their whole story, and when your beliefs are different then theirs. You have to walk a mile in their shoes first before you cast the first stone.
I am NOT perfect. There are things that I do that even I disapprove of, but in my opinion, that doesn't give you the right to point a finger, because its your faults you should be looking at, and I shall be working on my own.
God puts certain people in our lives to give constructive criticism, but that is between that person and God. Only our conscience can open up the doorway to listen to what God has to say through them. If it in not God, I do NOT want to hear it.

I hope this doesn't sound threatening, or disheartening. You can't tell me I'm wrong, because it is my opinion. We are all entitled to one. I just want to get this point across, because as I have said before, I cannot voice it better then I can write it.

Korey Leeann Johnston

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Guess Who?! ( NOT you.)

Well, here I am, on this blogger thing once more, and I absolutely have no idea what to write about. It's pathetic really. I usually only ever get on this thing when I have inspiration and I need to express myself through blogging, because the thoughts in my head don't exactly write a tear jerking novel when I speak. In fact, I would refer to myself as the town drunk. It's that bad.
Maybe not.
I might be just bringing myself down a bit to hard. All I'm trying to get across is the fact that wording my thoughts on paper, or blogging them have much more depth, meaning, and emotion then they do when I voice them. I'm a very passionate person, but most of the passion doesn't know how to form very well. So writing helps alot.

I feel like I bore you. Let me write of something interesting...maybe funny...or mean? It'll take a second....okay, got something.

Earlier today, at the dinner table, my grandma was telling me of her day, and how yesterday a young lady came in, and started to complain about EVERYTHING. (my grandparents own a bakery, in case you didn't know.) She was complaining about the sandwich table, how the lady making sandwiches was washing her hands in MOP water, or so it seemed. Then, she ordered a sandwich and told my grandma that there is suppose to be a date on them (we know this isn't true...so back off miss know it all.) Then, she complained about the carrots, and how they don't look fresh at all, then she complained about the bread being wet on the top, and went back to the fact that there is (apparently, since she IS miss know it all) suppose to be a date on these. By this time, if I were my grandma, I would've taken the sandwich she complained about and shoved it in her face screaming,  "DATE THIS YOU HORRID WOMAN!!!" But, of course, I am NOT my grandma and my grandma is NOT me, so she kept her mouth shut. (Good job grandma...) I feel like I should give her a pat on the head for a job well done.
So, as if this wasn't enough horrid words coming out of this horrid woman's mouth, she demanded a refund...to which grandma only gave her a gift card (to buy more food at this delicious bakery she owns.).
This is NOT the end of the story.
Today, the day AFTER this ridiculous incident, the health inspector came into the bakery.
Yes, that is right.
She
called
the
freaking
health
inspector.
Needless to say, he gave a few pointers, but all in all, he was proud of how clean the bakery actually was.
That, my friends, is the end of that story. IT WAS GREAT, WASN'T IT?! Don't know about you, but the fact that this woman was MY age and was acting like an old grouch had me appalled to this very minute. I don't understand people like that, and frankly, I never want to.

ANYWAYS, I don't believe I have anything else to say...

Oh yeah, you look like I need another drink.

Love you.

Korey Johnston