Hello. I thought it would be fun to start a blog like so many of my friends, but wasn’t sure how to begin, when I’ve never done this before. But high school has a way of bringing out desperation at times, and it’s something I really hate, so it brought something to mind. Life is so much bigger than I supposed it could be. It’s easy to get overwhelmed and lost in the day to day functions world. You probably know what I’m talking about if you’re still in school.
We end up having these invisible imps on our shoulders, trying to blind us to the truth about life. They look into our souls and bend circumstances which only reveal half-truths. When you do something stupid, we should realize the best option is always to apologize, admit the error, fix it if you can and then move on. But we’re led to believe that since we have inched our toe over the line, we’re guilty (or even evil) to the core. A voice that whispers in our ear that we will never be forgiven and all is lost. There’s no way out and we are doomed.
No, we are not doomed.
But that’s what this insane voice wants you to believe!
I’m not trying to be preachy, but this really bugs me. You are not evil by nature. If you are evil at all, you are evil by choice. When we go down the wrong path, as hard as it may be, we get there by moving our own feet. I should know–I recently realized I whine a lot, about things that just don’t matter! Blame others all you want, the fact still remains that you can choose something better. Something more. Something amazing. It’s up to you to make the best of any situation.
My father, before he died of cancer, told me that no matter how hard things get, never give up and never give in. Never, never, never. He used to have us kids shout that back to him, and it has helped me stay alive all this time on foreign worlds, dealing with new races, daily threats on my life and even when I feel I’ll never make it home in the end, there are people counting on me. People who are affected by the choices I make.
I just felt prompted to write for once and tell the youth out there that life is very hard. I know that. But the Universe made you tougher. In fact, it gave you all the tools you need to get through anything that comes your way…all you have to do is keep trying. Keeping taking one more step. Get up one more time than you’re knocked down.
Sure, I’ll scream and yell tomorrow when I’m being chased by the jerks on the Varsity Football team, and I’ll have to retrieve my underwear from the flag poll one more time…but I can see the end of this hell called High School, and I will keep going. Who knows, maybe I’ll forget all that I said just now and stay home…but something inside me tells me to start living by that creed of my father: Never Give Up.
Never.
God Bless.
Wendell
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2 Responses to “Never Give Up…”
That’s exactly what I told my kids.
It was hard when we lost their mother. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do myself–she was the love of my life and now I had two children to raise on my own.
You can’t replace a mother.
So we looked at life as it was. One day at a time. One event at a time and as the weeks wore on, we got better at it. Not that it didn’t hurt. You can’t replace the part she owned in our hearts…but we learned to cope and work through it.
I appreciate the words Wendell.
Thank you.
It’s a shame looking back and realizing how much i give up. I read this and i remember that anything is possible, everything can be endured, I CAN do it. Just need to keep getting up. =)
Thank you Wendell, I appreciate this very much.