Kina Grannis

Fire

Keeping this blog alive is really starting to seem more like a chore now than a way to vent out my EMO-tions. No, this post is no more as interesting as the previous one but maybe a little bit more well thought out. More thought out in the sense that it wasn't constructed in 5 minutes while I was in the shower or day dreaming in class. It was more thought out in the sense that I wasn't able to sleep so I decided to think about random things instead. Yeh, I know right. THINK. Which should be more familiar to me at this point in my life than it really has been. So, what is this thought that I think I thought?

Well, through thorough reflection of my holidays in Malaysia and my life now, I recalled a memory from a game in camp. The game where in our teams we were instructed to build a fire with raw materials and match sticks in the middle of the night while being constantly bombarded by water bombs thrown by evil people at the same time.

This game was taxing, physically and mentally. First of all because we needed to build a fire in the dark. Secondly, because we were wet, tired and very annoyed. Lastly, because water is no friend to fire, and when your raw materials get completely drenched by it, you're pretty much screwed. After what seemed to be an eternity of smoke and water, our 'allies' were suddenly able to help us out at our base after successfully building their own fire. They self sacrificially defended the fire by building a pretty solid barrier around us with a 'die-die' spirit. Unfortunately, their efforts were in vain as the water kept coming until there seemed to be no more hope for our fire anymore. One brilliant 'allier' however thought that it would be smart if they 'transfered' fire from their fire to ours instead. An external source of fire, that was already built previously. BRILLIANT. Our fire was built... our enemies lost and the rest was history.

Now, how does this apply to my life or 'our lives' as teenagers at present ? Well, I believe this fire is something that I'm constantly struggling to keep alive . Those huge events in life that keep striking you from left, right and center like giant water bombs, keep killing even the littlest spark of hope in our lives and they just keep coming. Where it be a death, a bad exam mark, a fight, a break up or a difficult choice that you have to make, like water bombs, the bad things will keep coming. These things keep coming until that sliver of hope you thought you once had, becomes no hope at all and you're stuck in the dark, wet, cold and very very upset.

Your 'allies' however are your friends, those people who you've known for ages and would do anything for you like well defending your fire. Your fire, your emotions, your future, your heart, your health, your integrity, your spirituality.

Even though they are amazingly self sacrficial, they are still limited by their mortality and the 'water bombs' are still inevitable. What do you do now? FIRE. An external source ! One that has already been built up, raging with heat and life. In my life, this fire is God and when all things fail, it is He who transfers His fire into my life cause when everything is saturated in tears, in hurt and failure His fire is still strong enough to overcome all these things and keep it going.... and keep me going.

So, thats my thought.... that I didn't think up in the shower. I hope you're blessed :)

Deuteronomy 7:9

⁹ Know therefore that the LORD your God is God; he is the faithful God, keeping his covenant of love to a thousand generations of those who love him and keep his commands.

A day

-spent with noisy lovable churchies, best girls in the world, gorgeous sunday school kids and crazy family.

-where 90% of your money is spent on others instead yourself.

-when epic videos of best times of OUR lives are made

-when everyone seems that much happier and everyone seems just a bit more generous.

-when daddies and mummies are awesome and give you money/love

-when daddy teaches/tells you that you crazy and interesting for being excited about spending money on your new ATM card

-when mummy wraps your presents and gets her toe nails painted by you

-when doggy sleeps and barfs on your bed

-when mummy cleans up the barf

-when all the little things count

beats getting tacky chocolates from a boyfriend.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY

embarassing but hilarious, no ?