Understanding (n.) - a state of cooperative or mutually tolerant relations between people.
I'm not perfect, nor is anyone else. In gods eyes i am perfect in every single way. Not to lazy, not to fat, my face isn't too round, i'm organized enough, just right. I know i cannot hide behind this in the "real world," but what lengths do i have to go to to make my parents understand.
My room is never clean enough, i'm never thin enough, i don't put in enough effort. It just seems i'm never enough. And this sounds like i feel they don't love me, because i know they do, they do with all their heart. I know they appreciate me and are proud of me.
I do know i neglect my duties at home, but "home" is a little bith ridiculous. We do not live in a museum. Is it absurd to react in anger when i leave a pile of papers on the trunk for a week forgetting them and am punished ludicrously about it, when my father leaves piles everywhere. It seems as though it is only "his" things that are allowed to be left in the open. Hypocrite?
I give so much at work and so much to God that my parents expect the same. And they should, they just don't realise the extreme they expect. I cannot eat 6 meals a day with foods according to the food guide get a perfect exact 8 hours of sleep no more or no less and the list goes on. My family life is not the worst, there are way poorer situations than mine.
Every time i have a great encounter with god or I feel i've grown in God or myself I come home to mess with my family.
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy.
John 10:10
Amen. And I now know what is in my heart for Shaping my Destiny. Forgiveness and understanding. As well as other things. I'm so excited for whats to come.
I know i started my first blog of like BAM! but you know i had to vent, and it was a good reason for my first blog. And trust me they won't all be downers.
I'm not perfect, nor is anyone else. In gods eyes i am perfect in every single way. Not to lazy, not to fat, my face isn't too round, i'm organized enough, just right. I know i cannot hide behind this in the "real world," but what lengths do i have to go to to make my parents understand.
My room is never clean enough, i'm never thin enough, i don't put in enough effort. It just seems i'm never enough. And this sounds like i feel they don't love me, because i know they do, they do with all their heart. I know they appreciate me and are proud of me.
I do know i neglect my duties at home, but "home" is a little bith ridiculous. We do not live in a museum. Is it absurd to react in anger when i leave a pile of papers on the trunk for a week forgetting them and am punished ludicrously about it, when my father leaves piles everywhere. It seems as though it is only "his" things that are allowed to be left in the open. Hypocrite?
I give so much at work and so much to God that my parents expect the same. And they should, they just don't realise the extreme they expect. I cannot eat 6 meals a day with foods according to the food guide get a perfect exact 8 hours of sleep no more or no less and the list goes on. My family life is not the worst, there are way poorer situations than mine.
Every time i have a great encounter with god or I feel i've grown in God or myself I come home to mess with my family.
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy.
John 10:10
Amen. And I now know what is in my heart for Shaping my Destiny. Forgiveness and understanding. As well as other things. I'm so excited for whats to come.
I know i started my first blog of like BAM! but you know i had to vent, and it was a good reason for my first blog. And trust me they won't all be downers.
