Being wrong. You know, most people don't like to be told when they are wrong. They don't like the fact that their thoughts, beliefs, great ideas, or anything else for that matter is wrong. I think we have looked at being wrong, pardon the coincidence, all wrong. Being wrong allows many things. It allows a fostering of new ideas, new goals, new boundaries that one must figure out. Being wrong allows us all to be more right. Our wrongs can be made right, and our new thoughts can be forged in a hotter fire since the others were burned up. This forging in a hotter fire allows for our new ideas to be stronger. As of late I have found myself being wrong quite often. I then started paying attention more and more. I haven't quite figured out what it all means as of yet, except for what I have stated above.
I was wrong when I thought I could walk in to UTD and accomplish my goals. It would be quite a bit tougher than I anticipated.
I was wrong when I thought my group of guys would fall through.
I was wrong when I thought I would be graduated by now (thats a little humor, you can laugh)
I was wrong when I thought I was solid in my faith and beliefs.
I was wrong when I thought that our group on Saturday night wouldn't last that long.
I am continually wrong in my thoughts about what God can and can not do.
I know I am wrong when I think I won't ever graduate, but I currently can't see the end.
I was wrong when I thought my girlfriend wouldn't stick around more than 2 weeks.

I am wrong WAY more times than I am right, thus my pursuit continues, to one day be right. Though that day will most likely never come.
The reason all of the above is written in regular font is for the simple fact that they are all equal in my thoughts, they all weigh heavily upon my mind and heart. For those things that are in my life are there for a reason, and put their to give much thought to, but not to overwhelm. |