Keep Me Humble

Greetings friends,

I write to you all from Idaho. Yes, Idaho. This state is pretty cool, and I hear that USC taught the Idaho University Vandals a thing or two about trying to play football.

That’s beside the point.

I hope that I never become so religious that I forget to live. I hope that I never feel that my interpretatiobn of the “bible” clouds my heart and eyes. I hope that I can always LOVE people no matter what they do, or what they say to me. I hope that when someone is hurting I do not fault their actions or character, but rather show the compassion that I feel that Jesus would show.

I hope that I am never so wrapped up in my own understanding, that I forget that I am NOT perfect and I am not Jesus.

I hope that I am never so selfish that I think only about my entertainment, before others.

I have experienced two coins here in Idaho. I hear the pompous words of a scholar, who has somehow lost the sight of the beauty and simplicity of the Love of God for others. Regardless of endless arguments, there is one thing that I believe to be true and that Love is more important than condemnation. I do not condemn the world, nor any one around me. I would rather embrace the eternal and love the hurting, because I feel compassion.

With faith Like I child I hope to believe…but not in ignorance or self taught piety, but with reverance and fear of folly. For I am wrong a lot.

one thing that I must say about myself, and it might sound a little prideful, is the fact that I don’t pretend to know more than I know. I also am open minded enough to read something as insignificant as Bram Stoker, and relate that to current literature before I state that there is a standard for something that relates to the text. If my favorite films stem from literary characters, I know my source material. I love the Crucible, for instance, but I’ve read the play before I make boisterous comments about the movie. I’m no slouch.

I have learned to keep my mouth shut. For if someone is selfish, I would rather just withdraw than confront.

I hope that if anyone comes to my city, my house, or visits me at all, they feel that I am generous with everything I have rather than selfish with whatever is in front of me.

I guess I expected to much from people.

Idaho is nice. It’s hot.

I miss Seattle. I hate the pretense of prejudging someones thoughts and understandings. Violence is never an answer for me, I say Love, Forgiveness, Repentance, Redemption, before stoning, death, and condemnatiobn.

I also hope that I never become so Indignant to the point where I refuse to READ anything about being gay, straight, muslim, jewish, christian, atheist or any other thing under the sun. I do not believe a lot of things, but I am willing to listen, to open my mind to understand where these things set themselves inside the human experience.

I hope I am NEVER EVER NEVER self indulgent.

I hope to be selfless somehow.

I’ll return Tuesday Friends.

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4 Comments

  1. Posted September 2, 2007 at 6:18 am | Permalink

    Yeah, I don’t really like the west coast. ;)

    And I honestly cannot go that deep into God, even though it is Sunday!

  2. Posted September 2, 2007 at 7:45 am | Permalink

    Don’t be too hard on yourself… You’re a good guy Jorge, really. ;-)

    Safe trip back to Seattle !

  3. Posted September 2, 2007 at 11:42 am | Permalink

    Idaho? Hey, I’ve always wondered if the potatos are better there? Sorta like you expect wine to be better in California? I don’t get out much past the state of Ohio….forgive me.

    It sounds like you have a good head on your shoulders!

  4. Posted September 4, 2007 at 3:36 am | Permalink

    I was dealing with a major personality conflict while there.

    That’s all.

    Sorry if I seemed harsh on myself.