waiting for a stranger, to make a new connection.
i just want to know your name
so, when did I last leave.
In Melbourne alone, there are nearly 4 million people living on our streets. In Australia, there are 21 million civilians. And the world, a whopping 6.6 billion. If you think about it, that's 6.6 billion people with different minds, personalities, backgrounds, families, fingerprints, toeprints, tongue prints (except if you're an identical twin. hmm...I wonder how many identical twins there are in the world). Just 6.6 billion different stories.
It's fascinating to think that God has absolute, thorough, incomprehensible knowledge about each and every person living on earth. To think that he thought of every single person's height, that he thought of how many moles someone should have on their face, whether someone should have a big bum or not. Just absolutely everything about one person. Then times that by 6.6 billion.
But thinking on a much simpler and human-ic level, that's 6.6 billion people for us to know:)
A lot of what I see is starting to contradict what I think. Well, not really contradict lah, more makes me think otherwise. It's interesting to note that when we actually look, like really look, around us, there is actually a lot to see, a lot to think about. (Hopefully it's not just my over-active mind speaking here:P)
On my bus from Blackburn to uni, there's the occasional mentally-ill person (actually, always), the business man, the business woman, the old grannies - sometimes there are even groupies of grannies, the high school kid and of course, uni kids just like me. We all sit, somewhat alone in our own space, wondering and glancing about the people around us.
Every now and then, there are the 'odd' couples that really intrigue me. The Indian with the bogan- now, how did that come to be?! Or the two fobby lovers - I'm still jealous of them. And the really hot ones- but I guess on my part, they're more just the eyecandy.
Sometimes I find myself so compelled and so willing to just turn to the person next to me and ask, 'Did you have a nice day? How did you spend it?'. But of course, my insecurities get the better of me, and I'd rather remain mute then scare my 'friend' away.
It's just so, tragic really, that there are all these people on earth: Around us, on the same train as us, on the same bus, in a queue with us at a concert, at the supermarket, in the same course as us, sitting next to us in a lecture, and there's nothing. No exchange of words, no polite 'hello' or the meaningful smile. Just nothing.
Everybody has a story to tell. And who knows what hidden 'treasures' 'lie' 'beneath the surface' of the next stranger we try to befriend.
So I'm going to challenge myself, and of course my fanreader (note there is only one), to befriend the world- or well, at least climb out, on top of our insecurities and to the next person we sit alone in silence with, introduce ourselves with 'HELLO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?'
i just want to know your name
so, when did I last leave.
In Melbourne alone, there are nearly 4 million people living on our streets. In Australia, there are 21 million civilians. And the world, a whopping 6.6 billion. If you think about it, that's 6.6 billion people with different minds, personalities, backgrounds, families, fingerprints, toeprints, tongue prints (except if you're an identical twin. hmm...I wonder how many identical twins there are in the world). Just 6.6 billion different stories.
It's fascinating to think that God has absolute, thorough, incomprehensible knowledge about each and every person living on earth. To think that he thought of every single person's height, that he thought of how many moles someone should have on their face, whether someone should have a big bum or not. Just absolutely everything about one person. Then times that by 6.6 billion.
But thinking on a much simpler and human-ic level, that's 6.6 billion people for us to know:)
A lot of what I see is starting to contradict what I think. Well, not really contradict lah, more makes me think otherwise. It's interesting to note that when we actually look, like really look, around us, there is actually a lot to see, a lot to think about. (Hopefully it's not just my over-active mind speaking here:P)
On my bus from Blackburn to uni, there's the occasional mentally-ill person (actually, always), the business man, the business woman, the old grannies - sometimes there are even groupies of grannies, the high school kid and of course, uni kids just like me. We all sit, somewhat alone in our own space, wondering and glancing about the people around us.
Every now and then, there are the 'odd' couples that really intrigue me. The Indian with the bogan- now, how did that come to be?! Or the two fobby lovers - I'm still jealous of them. And the really hot ones- but I guess on my part, they're more just the eyecandy.
Sometimes I find myself so compelled and so willing to just turn to the person next to me and ask, 'Did you have a nice day? How did you spend it?'. But of course, my insecurities get the better of me, and I'd rather remain mute then scare my 'friend' away.
It's just so, tragic really, that there are all these people on earth: Around us, on the same train as us, on the same bus, in a queue with us at a concert, at the supermarket, in the same course as us, sitting next to us in a lecture, and there's nothing. No exchange of words, no polite 'hello' or the meaningful smile. Just nothing.
Everybody has a story to tell. And who knows what hidden 'treasures' 'lie' 'beneath the surface' of the next stranger we try to befriend.
So I'm going to challenge myself, and of course my fanreader (note there is only one), to befriend the world- or well, at least climb out, on top of our insecurities and to the next person we sit alone in silence with, introduce ourselves with 'HELLO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?'
4 comments:
ME! ME! I'm the fanreader?! Is that even a word...O___o
Wow, you know what? You always have personal challenges on your blog. Very self-motivational. I should take tips from you.
just a question that was sparked while reading this post and im asking in a completely neutral tone.
what was god's plan for those who die in natural disasters? i mean like the tsunami etc
hi jason!
the truth is, i don't know. sometimes i don't even know God's plan for my own life, let alone his plan for the rest of the world.
God doesn't deliberately afflict the earth with earthquakes and tsunamis, but he does let them happen, each time for some purpose we as human beings will probably never be able to grasp. God's mind and perspective is so massive that he knows everything that has happened and will happen everywhere in the world from the beginning to the end of time. because of his knowledge of everything, he can see the causes and consequences of natural disasters, right down to individual lives, and so he alone knows his specific plan for each person involved.
whatever the case, this will be one of the things i'll ask Jesus when i get to heaven :D
I did your challenge! More than once! Now write a new post!
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