Cherry Cobbler Yogurt is just not THAT exciting....

Sometimes I wonder how it would have been if I did not play chicken. Chickens....hmmmm....their lives seem so simplistic: to walk around the farm, pecking at the dirt, clucking at their friends, sleeping in the hay, and just living. Humans often are quite the reverse. We tend to exist. Living is a foreign concept that is overlooked often. Existing is simply easier. We do not have to think about the consquences nor do we have to go out of our way for anything. Sure the life of a chicken does not seem that exciting, but at least they are who they are. So many times we imitate them, hiding in the background until things straighten out or become safe. To leave the farm is too terrifying and to meet the other farm animals seems useless. In this way, we become entrapped, stuck in a cage, losing the desire for anything different, even if that different is better. I am sick of being entrapped, of playing it safe. NO MORE! IT IS STUPID! I gave my best friend The Shack today and was too scared to tell her it was about God. I was afraid if she knew beforehand then she would not read it at all. So now I am terrified of her reaction. I can only pray that she continues reading it and that it will touch her heart deeply. Also, I am realizing that I hide from my family. I become a quiet, timid, and guarded sort at home. I do not think that this is a good thing. NOPE. NADA. NO. I want to set the World on fire, but what good is setting the World on fire if my own home remains in darkness? STUPID. WORTHLESS. FOOLISH. It is time to stop being a little chicken, pecking around the garden, doing anything but what I NEED to be doing. NEED. MUST. IMPERATAVE.
So come on chicks, let us take flight!!!!! This barnyard needs to be cleaned and organized. Cages are stupid and restricting. Lets start flying. I really thing it will be easier and more free in the long run.....:)
And it has been a loooooooooong time since I wrote a blog and this is really weird, but whatever, i'm Kdee....deal with it!